"Chairman Zhang, we've also hired lawyers before to sue Qingming Pharmaceutical, but we've failed every time."
"And each time the litigation ended, our factory would be attacked by unidentified individuals, and because of this, we've been unable to obtain orders from other companies. Over time, the factory's expenses exceeded its income, leading to a financial crisis."
After listening to Zhang Dequan's words, Zhang Yixin finally understood why Hui Qing had been unable to continue operating recently.
She nodded and said, "I understand, you go ahead with your work."
"Yes, Chairman Zhang."
After Zhang Dequan left, Zhang Yixin tapped her fingers on the desk surface.
Fifty million was nearly half a year's revenue for Hui Qing. No matter what, she had to get this rightfully due money back from Qingming Pharmaceutical.
Subconsciously, she thought of the mysterious Mr. Lin.
If Mr. Lin were to get involved, she believed that Qingming Pharmaceutical wouldn't dare default on the debt.
