This was the financial situation at the end of the year for the Pickled Vegetables Company in recent years, and the details of the bank loans that had already mortgaged several properties under his control…
The woman who had always been clinging to Qiaoqiao's Dad like a delicate bird suddenly screamed shrilly, slapping him across the face.
"This villa, hadn't you already given it to me? How could you mortgage it! It's mine!!!"
Qiaoqiao's Dad grabbed the woman's wrist, scolding, "Calm down! Stop causing a scene!"
"Me causing a scene? You mortgaged my villa, and you blame me for causing a scene!"
"It's just mortgaged, once the loan is repaid, it will still be yours. It's just to help me get through this difficult period. Once the company is back on track, we can discuss everything. I can compensate you, even give you two more villas."
