I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"Piao President, what did he say?" In the conference room, everyone looked at Piao Guanzhi's expression, which wasn't looking good, giving everyone a foreboding feeling.

"Su Representative, he... he said he was still sleeping, and that he would only get up if Lee Ji-eun woke him up," Piao Guanzhi reported accurately.

"Who is Lee Ji-eun?" Even though she was extremely popular in Qingqiu Country and Huaxia, for those not following these circles, it was a rather unfamiliar name.

"It seems she's a female celebrity from our country who debuted under one of the top three talent agencies, LE. She's quite famous domestically, and apparently, she's also very popular in Huaxia," said the chairman of Qingqiu Minsheng Bank.

"You seem to know quite a bit," Su Zhihe remarked.

"Last year, a friend invited me to a party, and I noticed this female artist. She's very beautiful and sings quite well. There aren't many female celebrities in our country more popular than her."

"What does he mean by this? Having our country's female celebrity wake him up? What does he take us for?" A CEO immediately felt infuriated.

Su Representative had invited him for negotiations, and he directly yelled at Piao Guanzhi who had called him; now, he even wanted their national goddess to wake him up. Was he expecting the treatment of an Emperor?

"Exactly, that's too much! Does he think our finance department is a red-light district? Asking for a woman whenever he pleases?"

"Then do you have a better idea?" Although Su Zhihe looked grim, he was still helpless.

Although Zhang Menglong wasn't in a hurry to withdraw money, they were!

You should know, now countless eyes were watching Huaxia. When Zhang Menglong posted the Qingqiu Bank account balance on Weibo, almost the entire world knew about it, and the news had even spread within Qingqiu Country.

Now everyone in Qingqiu Country knew that there was a wealthy second generation in Huaxia, named Zhang Menglong, who had 730 trillion Qingqiu Currency in Qingqiu Bank, and even unknown balances in several other banks' black cards, and he claimed that he wanted to drain all the banks in the entire Qingqiu Country.

If Zhang Menglong indeed managed to do that, it would be hard for them to withdraw the money they had painstakingly saved over the years from the bank, so how could they not panic?

This morning, after the bank opened, the second wave of withdrawals burst forth instantly. In just one morning, Qingqiu Bank's deposits had sharply decreased by one hundred trillion Qingqiu Currency.

Because the business was too overwhelmingly large, the bank simply couldn't handle such a vast volume of service; conflicts even broke out nationwide, and the situation was getting worse by the day!

If this continued, they wouldn't need Zhang Menglong to withdraw the money; the domestic populace would deplete the bank's funds entirely, resulting in a massive debt.

Indeed, even if they were unwilling to start the printing press, could the public print money? The outcome was naturally obvious.

Zhang Menglong was not in a hurry; he could sleep soundly in Qingqiu Country, eat and drink as he pleased, and even if it took ten days or half a month, it wouldn't matter. But they couldn't afford that. If this situation continued for a week, their economy would collapse, and even if Zhang Menglong left Qingqiu Country by then, it would be too late.

Now, what they lacked most was time!

"Speak up! Everyone, speak up! Weren't you all very resolute just now? Why can't you speak now?" Su Zhihe challenged, "Now, we have no choice, isn't it just a female celebrity? Don't just say waking him up; even if we omit 'him up' and have her accompany Zhang Menglong to sleep, we must do it!"

The heads of several banks lowered their heads one by one, unwilling but helpless. Su Zhihe's words reflected the harsh reality; they had no time to delay with Zhang Menglong. Whatever he said, they had to comply unconditionally.

"Su Representative, what if we take a harsher measure, if this person just disappeared, then..."

"Are you an idiot? Are you trying to get us killed?" Su Zhihe finally exploded, "Do you know how many eyes are watching us? If Zhang Menglong died, no matter whether it was our doing or not, in others' eyes, it would be our masterpiece! Have you thought about what the angry Huaxia people would do?"

Su Zhihe's words were rapid-fire, "Also, with all his wealth, do you think he's just a rich second-generation? The power behind him is probably far beyond our imagination. Even if Huaxia doesn't pursue it, could our Qingqiu Country really bear that force?"

Su Zhihe's words were utterly devastating, thoroughly crushing the last bit of fantasy these executives had.

"Who is the owner of LE Entertainment?" Su Zhihe asked.

"It's Yang Shuo. I've had dinner with him a few times," said Cui Youxian, the bank president of Li'an Bank.

"You go and tell him this, just say it's my command, no matter what, by ten o'clock this morning, the artist named Lee Ji-eun must appear at Zhang Menglong's bedside and unconditionally satisfy all his needs! Remember, it's not just waking him up; it's everything!"

"Okay, I know!"

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In the makeup room at LE headquarters, a girl with a sweet and innocent appearance was arranging her makeup in front of a mirror.

Lee Ji-eun, born in '93, fell in love with music from a young age under her father's influence. By her own efforts and dreams, she launched her solo career, leaving a brilliant mark in both the music and film industries. Even the older generation of domestic singers greatly admired her vocal abilities.

Today, Lee Ji-eun was almost the face of LE, enjoying numerous halos of praise and thankfully, she had a good father and the company's solid protection, keeping the dirty side of the entertainment industry away from her.

Lee Ji-eun still maintained her natural innocence and happiness, enjoying the music and the stage.

This afternoon, she was going to participate in a domestic variety show, and right now, she was preparing for filming.

"Ji-eun, are you ready?" Lee Ji-eun's manager, holding a thick stack of announcements, entered the makeup room, "The car will be here in about half an hour, keep an eye on the time."

"I know, Enqian sister. I'm almost done!" Lee Ji-eun smiled, "I've wanted to participate in this variety show for a long time. I'm going to have a lot of fun this time."

"You, always thinking of having fun. This is work. You've still got to perform. Don't always act like a kid, but it seems like everyone likes this real side of you, haha."

"Huh? The boss's call, Ji-eun, you keep doing your makeup."

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"What? Boss? How can you make Ji-eun do such a thing? Absolutely not!"

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"A national command? How could that be?"

"Okay... I understand... I'll tell Ji-eun, and by 10 o'clock, I will take her to that place."

The manager slowly walked over to Lee Ji-eun, her face already streaked with tears.

Through the mirror, Lee Ji-eun noticed her manager's unusual demeanor right away, and she quickly put down what she was holding and stood up," Enqian sister? What's wrong? Did the boss scold you again?"

The manager shook her head, looking at Lee Ji-eun, she suddenly didn't know how to start talking. Experience new stories on empire

"Enqian sister, say something. Don't scare me!" Seeing her like this, even Lee Ji-eun's expression made one feel pity.

"The boss said, you need to accompany a young man from Huaxia... If necessary, unconditionally fulfill... fulfill all his demands..."