Chapter 493

Yun Changqing was in the VIP ward of Jiangling Hospital, having survived a heart attack last night. The

doctors barely managed to save him.

As soon as he regained consciousness, his descendants rushed into the room and began to wail and

complain. The room was so packed that even the nurse could not come in.

"You're finally awake, Father. What should we do? You have to help us."

"Yes, Grandfather. More than a hundred people are waiting for you to make a decision. You can't

abandon us…"

After all the investors of Yun Group had withdrawn their funds, their business partners terminated their

contracts, the construction projects were stopped, and the share prices bottomed out. Several major

banks had been calling them since the morning to ask for debts, and many of their rivals were waiting

to claim whatever was left of them.

It would not take long before the Yun Group would be declared bankrupt.

Those descendants only knew how to enjoy themselves, and they never had to work for a day in their

lives. They thought it was the end of the world.

"Useless! All of you are useless!" Yun Changqing was so angry that he could not stop coughing, and

his fingers trembled.

"All of you act like you're all high and mighty, but now that the family is in trouble, you all become

useless crybabies! The generational family business is ruined in your hands! What am I going to say to

our ancestors?" Yun Changqing said regretfully.

The Yun family descendants were crying and sobbing. They did not know what to do.

All they had known was to squander the family fortune on alcohol, gambling, and women. They did not

know how to manage a business.

Li Fenglan came into the room while pushing Yun Jiaming in a wheelchair. Yun Jiaming said tiredly,

"Father, I'm good friends with Mr. Wang of Jianhang Corporation. I had to beg and grovel so that they

would lend us ten million dollars to tide through this crisis."

Yun Changqing felt slightly relieved at the good news, but the atmosphere in the room remained tense.

Ten million dollars might be an astronomical sum to the average person, but that money could only

postpone the Yun Group's demise by a day.

"All of you should learn something from Uncle Jiaming! He's the only person we can depend on now!"

Yun Changqing said agitatedly. "He is still working hard to sustain the company even though he has

lost his legs. What about you? What have you done?"

The other people lowered their heads, though they remained defiant. What's so great about that? It's

only ten million dollars!

"Thank you, Jiaming," Yun Changqing said. A ray of hope flashed in his eyes. "Can you ask your friend

to lend us some more money? We need to sustain the company for a few more days…"

"I've tried my best, Father," Yun Jiaming said with much difficulty. "I went to at least a dozen

companies, and he's the only one who was willing to help us, and that's only because we were

schoolmates."

Yun Changqing was overcome with emotions as he looked at Yun Jiaming. "I'm so sorry, Jiaming. I've

ignored you ever since you lost your legs in the accident, but you're the only one willing to help the

company now that we're facing a life-and-death crisis…"

Tears welled up in Yun Jiaming's eyes. "This is my duty, Father. I only wish I could do more for the

family."