Love Comes To Me
Chapter 1558: Harnessing the Fire

Just as Chris was getting angry about what was going on in China, his phone suddenly rang.

It was Rawlins.

He picked it up, "Yes?"

Rawlins on the other end of the phone frowned slightly, "What's with the harsh tone?"

Chris remained silent.

"It's true that you're in a bad situation at your home company, but what's the point of getting angry? That's just what some people want." Some people?

Chris instantly caught the key to her words, "Do you know who's doing this to me?"

"Of course I do."

"Who?"

"Who but our arch nemesis, Marcos!"

At the word "Marcos," Chris stood up and pounded his fist on the desk, shouting angrily, "Marcos!"

Even through the phone, you could hear how angry he was, and Rawlins curved his lips, "Rumor has it that Marcos has regained his memory, and that's what he's really made of, that ruthless brokenness." "He has regained his memory?" Chris was surprised.

It was something he hadn't expected.

He had wanted to take advantage of Marcos' memory loss to take down the Leoz Group.

Now that he had regained his memory and had caught him at the right moment, he would certainly take the opportunity to fuck him.

Marcos, who had lost his memory, was like a cat without claws, but now that he had regained his memory, he was a tiger.

"He's on to you now, so be careful." Rawlins warned.

Chris laughed disdainfully, "Careful? He's out to try and bring me down. I've been overseas for so many years and have more contacts than he has, I don't think his hands will get that far." "I'm so relieved to hear you say that. Get it sorted out soon and come back."

After hanging up the phone, Chris tossed it aside, spat, and cursed, "Hypocrisy!"

"What's wrong?" asked Linda in a low voice as she approached.

"The branch staff won't go on strike if Rawlins promises to help me!"

Rawlins' failure to keep his promise to allocate funds to help him had been a thorn in his side.

They were in the same boat, and now that he was about to fall overboard, Rawlins should have reached out to him.

But Rawlins didn't!

"We're all businessmen and profit is the name of the game, and he certainly doesn't want to get into this mess." Linda said, "The most important thing for us right now is to work things out." Chris grimaced and said nothing.

...

Over the next few days, Chris contacted banks and clients with whom he had had good relationships in the past, trying to raise money and consolidate the company's situation at the time. He also used his own network of contacts to get all the subsidiaries and stores that had closed back up and running.

As he told Rawlins, his overseas contacts were extensive and the subsidiaries and stores were back up and running smoothly, but the financing was still far from sufficient.

Chris personally went to see the banks and each of his customers to try to impress them to reinvest in his company, but they were all reluctant.

His company still owed money to the bank and, with the current situation, the bank ended up not saying yes.

The other clients were also unwilling to take the risk of working with him again and expressed their regrets and apologies.

"Damn!"

When Chris returned to the office, he was so angry that he ripped off his tie and threw it hard on the floor, crossing his arms at the waist, his chest heaving violently.

The assistant following him ducked his head, not daring to utter a word.

"If the money doesn't fill up now, our company will really be finished!"

At that moment, Chris suddenly took a step back, defeated, "It's over, it's really over!".

The aide raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his brow and quietly suggested, "Chairman, you can ask Mr. Rawlins for help, maybe he will help you for the sake of your friendship." "Rawlins," Chris narrowed his eyes, "he was reluctant before, how could he be willing now."

"Chairman, give it a try. Dead horse."

Chris turned his head to look at him, "That's true too, dead horse."

With that, he pulled out his phone and called Rawlins.

He was soon picked up, "What's up?"

"I need another sum of money to plug the hole right now in the company, and I really need your help." Chris was straightforward about what he was asking for. But there was silence on the other end of the phone.

"Don't worry, as soon as my company gets over this, I'll get your money back to you as soon as possible." Chris feared Rawlins might not agree and rushed to assure him.

At that moment, Rawlins' voice came through the receiver, "Apart from the partnership, you are also my friend, you are in trouble, of course I am willing to help you."

As soon as he said that, Chris looked pleased, but the next moment he heard him say, "But...."

Chris's face sank again.

"I can't just tell you yes, I have to talk it over with The Chavez family first, and only if The Chavez family agrees can I help you."

"More discussions? I can't wait. Rawlins, if you don't help me, I'm really screwed."

"But...," Rawlins said, embarrassed.

"Rawlins, think about what we're working on together, against the Leoz Group, against Marcos. if I'm finished, you're next. With less of me, Marcos will be less likely to target you."

In fact, Chris was right, Marcos was just trying to take them down one by one.

"Tell you what, I can help you. But it will require you to commit fifteen percent of the company."

"Are you crazy?" Chris didn't expect him to make such an offer.

"Chris, you have to understand me, I can't let The Chavez family have a problem with that, can I?"

What The Chavez family?

He was clearly taking advantage of the situation.

Chris gritted his teeth in anger.

Rawlins coveted Chris's company a little, he just couldn't bring himself to ask for it because of the previous association.

But now that he is married to The Chavez Family, he no longer fears Chris.

...

"Prince, I hear Chris and Rawlins are having a rough time." Alfredo told Marcos the news he had asked about at the first opportunity. Marcos listened, with sarcastic eyes, and said, "Right."

"Right?" Alfredo was a bit perplexed, motionless for a couple of seconds, and then it dawned on him!

It turned out that from the beginning, in dealing with Chris, the prince had had another purpose: to make them fight within themselves. Now, it seemed, it had been achieved.

"Prince, that was a brilliant move! Now that they are in such a bad mood, even if they work together again, there will still be rancor in their hearts and it will be difficult for them to collaborate against us." Alfredo couldn't help but admire him, but after a brief pause, he wondered, "Why do you think the Rawlins won't help Chris?"

Mark's lips curved slightly as he said, "Rawlins is an ambitious man, and he is responsible for the Bartram family having existed for so many years."