My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 98: Savior-like Appearance

Zhou Shu looked helpless: "Uncle, I already reported it. Please wait a little longer; the police should be here soon."

Suddenly, loud banging on the door came from the entrance, accompanied by an angry voice shouting:

"Qin Lin, get out here! I, Wang Han, have worked for Xingyao for over twenty years, and you fire me just like that? Who the hell do you think you are?"

Qin Lin hadn’t been in charge of Xingyao for long. When his elder brother Qin Hanbo was alive, he merely held a nominal position, idling away his days.

It wasn’t until his brother passed away that he took over as CEO. He never expected that the once-thriving Xingyao would, in just a few short years, be reduced to this mess—shrunken assets and a broken financial chain.

Feeling extremely uneasy, Qin Lin wanted nothing more than to embezzle and flee. But the company’s accounts hardly had any accessible funds left, and even if he wanted to squeeze out more, it wasn’t an option.

At that moment, the shouting outside suddenly stopped. Sensing something was off, Qin Lin quickly turned to Zhou Shu and said:

"Go out and check what’s happening." freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Zhou Shu didn’t think much of this uncle. A perfectly good corporate group, reduced to the brink of bankruptcy in just a few years.

If the company truly went bankrupt, even he didn’t know where he’d end up.

Knock, knock—there was a knock at the door. Qin Lin gestured to Zhou Shu to go check.

Zhou Shu walked to the door, opened it slightly, and peeked outside. Suddenly, with a loud bang, the door was pushed open!

Qin Miaomiao stepped inside. Zhou Shu hurried to shut the door again, trying to keep the people outside from barging in.

Seeing her, Qin Lin looked surprised:

"Why are you here?"

"Uncle, how did Xingyao end up like this?"

"You’re asking me? Who should I ask then? Weren’t you going to get money from Lu Qing? Did you get it?"

Looking at his greedy expression, Qin Miaomiao became even more cautious and asked stoically:

"The company can’t even pay salaries anymore?"

Qin Lin snapped impatiently: "Why are you meddling in this? I just want to know—did you get the money or not? I’m relying on that money to save my life right now. If I don’t get it, those people outside will surely come after me."

Qin Miaomiao cautiously asked: "How much is needed?"

Having long since stopped managing the company, Qin Lin naturally had no idea. Instinctively, he glanced at Zhou Shu, who quickly supplied a figure:

"Around twenty to thirty million."

"Why so much?"

Qin Miaomiao wasn’t naive and certainly wouldn’t take their word at face value. Zhou Shu quickly clarified:

"The company has over a thousand employees, and salaries haven’t been paid for six months."

Qin Miaomiao hadn’t expected that a company once boasting over a thousand staff would deteriorate to this extent. Six months without wages—no wonder the employees were ready to riot!

"Prioritize paying the salaries. Zhou Shu, go bring the accountant here."

As soon as Qin Lin heard this, he eagerly leaned forward, his face lecherous: "Good niece, did you really manage to borrow the money? How much? Ten million?"

Qin Miaomiao gave him a cold smile: "Uncle, we need to take a closer look at how my dad’s company ended up with such massive financial discrepancies. Let’s settle the accounts properly."

"Settle what? Poor management has nothing to do with me. You can’t dump all the blame onto me. Stop trying to change the subject—did you really borrow the money? How much?"

Qin Miaomiao, wary as ever, naturally wouldn’t reveal all her cards. Once the accountant arrived, she finally spoke:

"Soon, I’ll transfer the funds to the company’s account. Within one day, all unpaid wages must be distributed to the employees."

Qin Lin immediately panicked: "Are you kidding me? That’s tens of millions—you’re giving it all to those people?"