What a pity

Zuo Qingyun felt that things were not over yet, but the inventory was not enough. The most important thing in doing business was reputation. If it could not be fulfilled, Datong Hui's reputation would be destroyed. Zuo Qingyun weighed repeatedly and had to use some relationships he didn't want to use, at least not now.

Zuo Qingyun was right in his expectation. In the afternoon, another wave of cash rush broke out and many people who did not know the truth also came to cash in.

"Shopkeeper, what should I do? The 3 million taels of inventory I just transferred will disappear and the vault will be empty, but there are still many people waiting in line outside. If it doesn't match, the scene may get out of control ..." Dude rushed to report.

Zuo Qingyun felt bitter in his heart. The 3 million taels he asked from Rong marquis mansion could not support him for half an hour. What should he do? It was too late to mobilize funds from other places.