Com uma dívida de 3 trilhões, os credores imploram de joelhos para que eu não morra
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Yang Chen stood dumbfounded at the edge of the rooftop on the 33rd floor, a flood of memories not his own violently assaulting his mind. After a few seconds, everything returned to normal.
Piecing together these memories, Yang Chen understood why he was standing there.
He had transmigrated into a parallel world, inhabiting the body of another Yang Chen who shared his name. The original owner was the legal representative of the Four Seas Group, burdened with a debt of three trillion yuan. Creditors were clamoring for repayment, and the original Yang Chen, overwhelmed by despair, was about to end it all by jumping off the building.
Three trillion yuan! Even for ancestral tomb offerings, no one had ever burned that much money. What on earth did this lousy company do to owe such a staggering amount?
In reality, the original Yang Chen had nothing to do with the Four Seas Group. His fiancée, Zhang Xinyue, went on a drunken rampage and smashed a Rolls-Royce owned by Wang Sihai, chairman of the Four Seas Group. The couple couldn’t afford compensation, so Wang Sihai proposed that the original Yang Chen become the legal representative of the Four Seas Group. Not only would he avoid paying compensation, but he would also receive one million yuan.
The original owner, naïve and uneducated, foolishly agreed.
What happened next was predictable: the Wang family absconded with the funds, the Four Seas Group’s three trillion yuan debt defaulted, and creditors swarmed to collect their money.
At first, creditors wanted to liquidate th