Chapter 108: Raising Funds in Competition

  9 o'clock.

  Su Cheng first went to his own account-opening bank in Gonghang, found the bank manager and said: "Take all the cash from your bank for me."

  If it weren't for this familiar face, the bank manager would probably have pressed the alarm button. Apart from robbers, who takes out money like this?

  Upon seeing the deposit slip from Su City, the bank manager smiled and said: "Director Su must be in urgent need of money. We only have 140,000 yuan in our vault. Otherwise, I can give you a cashier's check for 50,000 yuan first."

  "Give me 140,000, and leave the rest in a bank draft."

  The bank manager's face suddenly turned sour, and he smiled wryly: "Director Su, we can't leave not a single penny in the bank, it's not possible to call the head office for help now... Another thing, opening a bank draft is not as good as using cash checks..."

  A bank draft is almost equivalent to cash, a bank sight bill requires unconditional payment to the payee, once the bill is issued, the money is considered paid out, and the bank's deposit naturally decreases.

  Su Cheng shook his head and said, "Old Yang, this money, no matter what, can't be left behind today. You won't give it to me, then you'll have to give it to someone else. 140,000, I'll leave 10,000 for you, the rest pack it up and give it all to me."

  "This... such a large amount of funds, should be notified in advance..."

  Su Cheng said seriously: "Old Yang, when I needed money, you didn't want to help. This money I will still take away later, now give me a good receipt, and tomorrow, I will naturally put the money back here."

  It's unclear which sentence took effect, but Old Yang went to get the money with a worried and unhappy expression.

  130,000 yuan in cash, with some small bills and large ones, the smallest being 50 yuan notes, filled a big bag. Su Cheng didn't mind at all, just counted it briefly, and considered it settled.

  The banknotes are more complicated. Banks have fixed-amount banknotes, and nowadays business people often use 1,000 and 5,000 yuan notes. There are also 10,000 and 50,000 yuan notes that are not commonly used. Old Yang swept the drawers clean and managed to scrape together a total of 220,000 yuan in fixed-amount banknotes.

  Next, the undenominated banknotes had to be numbered on the vouchers using a numbering machine. The 10 million yuan ones alone required seven sheets, leaving the little girl operating the machine dizzy and disoriented.

  In 1988, even bank staff had hardly seen a sum of one million.

  Su Cheng carefully nodded and said thank you, then called out to Xiao Pang who was hurrying up from behind before leaving.

  Manager Yang, frightened and nervous, stopped him and said: "General Su, don't be in a hurry, take Zhao with you. With so much money on his body, it's too dangerous. Anyway, we've had all the valuable things taken away by you."

  The last sentence was full of grievance.

  Su Cheng smiled and handed a pack of cigarettes to the security guard surnamed Zhao, then rushed straight to the Bank of Construction's account opening department.

  It was exactly 10 o'clock in the morning at this time.

  Citroen CX rushes towards Agricultural Bank.

  The little fatty had a generous and selfless look on his face, with his hand pressing down on the cash package, not daring to move slightly.

  Su Cheng clutched a large denomination check, put the car in park, and rushed directly into the bank's entrance. When he came out, there was another security guard by his side.

  "Next."

  "Bank of China!" Xiao Pang drew a line on the map, trying to find the shortest route.

  This time it was Xiaopang who rushed in, his money was mostly deposited here because he thought the Bank of China had a more impressive atmosphere.

  Su Cheng specifically instructed from behind: "The car is full, don't bring anyone else."

  All morning, Su Cheng and others were like busy little bees, walking through the big and small banks of Dongying, taking out as much cash as possible. The large bags they carried became more and more bulging.

  At 12:00 noon, the big bosses who had just learned about the news rushed to the scene, but not a single penny of cash could be withdrawn. Many banks that had been drained of cash closed their doors on time, leaving people flocking to other banks, forming long queues.

  All of them were VIP customers who squeezed in, and there was no good thing about cutting in line for service.

  The remaining cash was quickly cleared out, swept away cleaner than a mouse. The people left all asked for receipts, no one knew what the specific situation of the auction in the afternoon would be, from the current scene, checks were definitely not usable, otherwise, why bother with this sudden attack.

  This ticket is already the best choice.

  However, the fixed-amount bearer bonds were quickly snapped up, and the non-fixed amount ones took a longer time to process, requiring verification of various information. Even with extreme caution, one bank could not serve several clients at once.

  It's better to put a large amount of money in one bank, but it's troublesome to scatter the money among several banks and can only choose the one with the most money to handle. In this era, all information is stored in the account-opening bank, and going to other branches cannot do business.

  Some oil bosses, seeing the urgency of time, simply stayed there, delaying the time even longer. Everyone understood in their hearts that those who took the money now would be competitors soon, and the less money the other party had, the more benefits they could get.

  Of course, there are even more miserable ones, those whose liquid funds have been completely occupied. Even if they sell their assets at a low price, they can't find anyone to buy them for the time being; those who are out of town and just received the news are rushing back, but it's unknown whether they can make it in time...

  Dongying City has long been in chaos.

  The auction started at 1:40 pm.

  Su Cheng and Xiao Pang had just walked to the entrance when they heard a staff member wearing a yellow shirt shouting: "A deposit of 100,000 yuan per person, cash for a name tag."

  On the table, several cards were scattered about in disarray.

  The boss in front handed over a bank draft or cash check, and the yellow-shirted staff member directly refused to accept it, saying: "I don't recognize this thing, I only want money."

  Some people were dissatisfied and argued, "Banknotes are just like money."

  The staff kept repeating: "My leader said that it's 100,000 yuan for a sign. I don't know what kind of receipt you're giving me, how can I accept it?"

  The boss asked who was in charge, but the staff didn't say a word.

  So some people shouted "find the leader", but no one really moved, everyone understood that even if they found the leader and came back, there wouldn't be enough time. If the other party is avoiding you, by the time you come back, the auction would have ended.

  Su Cheng saw the situation, didn't say a word, pulled up Xiao Pang and rushed forward, slapped down 2 million cash, piled it into a high stack, and asked: "Is this brand worth using as 1 million?"

  "Yes."

  Su Cheng didn't say another word, picked up two signs and quickly pulled Xiao Pang through the gate.

  The boss at the back suddenly realized something, blocked the door and didn't let anyone in, trying to make a scene, thinking that someone who could take out 100,000 yuan in one morning still had some, but was now stuck outside, and could only curse quietly, not daring to offend the crowd.

  There were only four people sitting in the conference room, and when they saw Su Cheng, they just raised their eyelids.

  Su Cheng unhesitatingly took a seat in the front row and, seeing Lin Yonggui also on the rostrum to the side, felt slightly more at ease.

  As long as the referee doesn't pull a fast one, he's not afraid of those few people in front of him.

  Bo Rong Zai Heng, he also does not dare to eat alone.

  Su Cheng raised his head and smiled at Bo Rong.

  The latter forced a smile and dodged his eyes away.

  At around 2 o'clock, the noise outside grew louder and more than 20 people rushed in, all holding signs, while others continued to argue.

  Bo Rong's eyebrows furrowed slightly, this number was a bit beyond his calculations.

  2:01 PM

  The auctioneer from afar has arrived and is now present.

  "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome! Today we are gathered here for the auction of this oil well. Our rules are very simple: the starting price is the minimum, and the highest bidder wins. Each bid must be at least 5,000 yuan more than the previous one. You can either raise your paddle or shout out your price. If there are no new bids after three calls, the hammer will fall. Please pay in cash on the spot."

  "Why don't you take this vote!"

  The auctioneer was taken aback and said: "That's the rule..."

  "What kind of rule is this? What's the difference between a ticket and cash?"

  "We also don't have an expert in identifying banknotes..."

  "Then go ask one, my little aunt can even identify the ticket!"

  "I think it's better to recall the vote, otherwise there is a risk of loss of national assets." Su Cheng slowly stood up.

  As soon as he spoke, the oil bosses immediately became solemn, and the people on the podium also turned their heads.

  Su Cheng had anticipated that the other party might not accept the bank draft, which would be extremely disadvantageous to him. He had already prepared a countermeasure and now looked straight at Bao Rongdao: "I heard that it was only this morning that the Oil Field Party Committee made the decision to auction off the oil wells. The notice was only released at 12 o'clock, and now it's 2 o'clock. In such a short period of time, it's impossible to go to the Jinan headquarters, let alone empty out all the banks in Dongying. Even if you emptied them out, you couldn't come up with 2 million in cash. If you don't accept bank drafts, except for those who were prepared early on, wouldn't these 300 oil wells have to be sold cheaply for 2 million?"

  Bo Rongda's idea is this. The current national situation is that as long as it goes through an auction, there will be a reasonable and legal procedure, which cannot be considered a cheap sale. However, if the final price is low after being said by Cheng, there will definitely be accusations of cheap selling.

  If one's heart is upright, they won't fear the shadow being crooked. But unfortunately, people who are "well-prepared" do indeed exist.

  Bo Rong gently stirred his tea cup.

  The host saw the situation and said: "Since everyone has concerns about this, let's invite a bank expert to appraise it. Director Su, please take a seat..."

  "Tell Director Su that I'm doing well. Today, as a private entrepreneur and the chairman of Jinan Power Machinery Factory, I am full of fighting spirit." Su Cheng's whole being radiated with a fierce aura.

  300 oil wells worth hundreds of millions, Bao Rong wants to sell them cheaply, his small body can't stop it. Since that's the case, then we have to take a piece of flesh from him.

  In Su Cheng's eyes, Bo Rong in the auction house was just a paper tiger. His power could help him change the rules, but once everyone entered the auction house and the rules were set, Bo Rong could only be a spectator.

  There was also a boss shouting "cash check", but almost no support was received. The host also lightly used "worry about empty checks" to brush it off.

  Su Cheng's eyes stared at the large bag under the feet of the four people in front of him, silently calculating.

  Because they were prepared to use cash cards, they all carried cash. From the volume of their bags, it was possible to guess the rough amount of funds they had.

  A few people also realized this and tried to block the bag with their legs, but it was useless. Some even pretended to smoke and walked forward to take a look.

  The money bag originally used for intimidation suddenly became a fatal weakness.

  Bang.

  The big door behind him was tightly closed.

  The total amount of funds on the auction floor is thus capped.

  In this case, no one can get 300 oil wells alone.

  Insight and judgment will be the deciding factors.

  Every penny must be carefully calculated and used in order to maximize its value.

  ……