Let's talk about Song Qian and Yuan Jianguo, because who saved these 12,000 and a half is already clearly comparative. No way, so many people are watching.

"I remember yesterday that you asked your daughter for a thousand yuan because you had no money, could it be that you were saving money for her while asking her for money? What kind of logic is this?" Song Qian analyzed unhurriedly.

Hearing this, Yuan Jianguo's face darkened, and he said indignantly: "What nonsense are you talking about, where did I ask Zixin for money, which eye did you see?"

"I saw it with both eyes, not just me, they saw it too!" Song Qian said, gesturing around the corner.

This finger drew everyone's attention to the past.

At the corner of the corridor, there were two men, one slightly sturdy with a big bald head, and the other slightly thin with a mustache. Song Qian also wanted to thank the bald man for his shiny bald head, which could not be stopped even if he hid in the corner. It seems that these two guys are chasing Yuan Jianguo to collect debts.

"Big ...... Big brother, everyone has found us!" Seeing that the two of them had been exposed, Bazi Hu subconsciously hid back.

"What's the coward?" The bald man was stunned at first, but then regained his composure and pulled the mustache out from behind him, "We are legally asking for debts, and the beggars in the hospital can't get in, what are you afraid of!"

"That's right!" As soon as he heard this, his waist straightened, and he took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket, which was a weapon for them to "legally ask for debts".

"Ahem!" the bald man coughed twice to attract everyone's attention, and then said, "Everyone is here today, just to give us a witness." ”

As he spoke, he took the folded piece of paper from his mustache, shook it open a little vigorously, and showed the handwritten side to everyone.

"Fifty thousand in arrears?"

"Yuan Jianguo?"

The crowd of onlookers whispered. Isn't this an IOU?

"So, we are legally asking for debts, and we have an IOU as proof!" The bald man proudly put the IOU back away and handed it back to the mustache. Then he said to Yuan Jianguo: "Today, you have to pay back this money no matter what, otherwise...... Otherwise, we will go to court. ”

"Yes, we will take the legal route!" Bazihu immediately responded.

"I ...... I don't have any money. Yuan Jianguo was a little panicked at the moment, he didn't expect that the bald man would have to go to the hospital if they asked for debts. Fortunately, there are a lot of people at this time, and they won't dismantle themselves, so they can only say in a hurry.

"No money?!" the bald man had a surprised expression, "I heard this morning that you repaid Lao Huo's 100,000 yuan in arrears, what's the matter, give him back the money, and we will have no money when we arrive?"

"That's ......" Beads of sweat had rolled down Yuan Jianguo's forehead and landed on his eyelids, and in a blink of an eye, he just got confused.

Suddenly, Yuan Jianguo was clever and begged: "My son is sick and still owes medical bills, you can do well, I will work hard to make money, sell blood and kidneys to pay back." ”

A somewhat burly middle-aged man, with red eyes and a hoarse voice, knelt down for his son, which was undoubtedly worthy of sympathy in the eyes of the onlookers, and everyone began to discuss, and some even accused them directly at the bald man:

"It's not easy for people to lend money to their son for treatment, so don't keep forcing it. ”

"It's only 50,000 yuan, and people have sons and daughters, so they won't pay it back. ”

……

Hmm? As soon as the bald man heard that this rhythm was wrong, why did Yuan Jianguo, a big gambler, become a sympathetic father in the blink of an eye?

"He's in debt for gambling!" yelled the bald man. Then he took out his mobile phone, flipped out a few photos, and showed them to everyone one by one.

The photos in the mobile phone are taken by the father of the child's illness, but the image is completely different from now: in front of a large pai gow table, a shirtless man is there attentively and energetically touching the cards, and he has a whole pile of renminbi in his hand.

At this moment, all the noisy chatter was gone, and the air was instantly quiet. After reading the photos, everyone looked at Yuan Jianguo in surprise.

His son was sick and hospitalized and needed money, but he gambled there. Gambling money is not counted, and gambling debts are owed. Not to mention gambling debts, those who ask for debts will go to the hospital.

"I ...... I'm also trying to win some money to treat my son!" Yuan Jianguo explained indiscriminately, "Moreover, part of the money I borrowed was used to pay for medical expenses yesterday......"

"Didn't you say that the money was earned by moving bricks?" Song Qian suddenly asked leisurely.

“……”

"Is it borrowed or earned?" Song Qian added at the right time.

"Borrow...... Oh no, earn ...... The ...... earned" Yuan Jianguo had already begun to speak incoherently, but he was unwilling, it was clear that he had the advantage before, and he was actually taken advantage of by this kid.

"Anyway, no matter if you borrow or earn, my son's medical expenses are paid by me!" Yuan Jianguo could only rely on his loud voice to embolden himself at this time, and also prove that he was more reasonable.

This voice really calmed everyone, and the air was quiet again.

After this quarrel, Yuan Zixin couldn't bear it anymore. Maybe she still had a little extravagant hope before, thinking that the more than 10,000 was really secretly called to her by Yuan Jianguo's conscience. But when she saw the IOU, when she saw the pictures, she didn't have any hope anymore.

The hardest thing in the world to quit is not drugs, but gambling!

"Yuan Jianguo! you're enough!" Yuan Zixin shouted in a voice that almost overpowered Yuan Jianguo.

Then, she took out her mobile phone angrily, flipped through the information record of the transfer she received a few days ago, and said: "On August 12, from the afternoon to half past ten in the evening, five transfers, a total of 12,005, are not wrong at all. This money has nothing to do with you!"

At this time, Yuan Jianguo has nothing to explain, he just wants to escape at this moment, not only because of the disdainful eyes of everyone, but also because of the fierce eyes of the bald man.

"I suddenly remembered that there was something else!" Yuan Jianguo took advantage of the noise around, threw down a sentence and ran away.

"Yuan Jianguo, you fucking stop Lao Tzu!" Seeing this, the bald man immediately caught up.

The director and male lead of this scene ran away, and the audience naturally dispersed. However, the topic is still constant, in short, the family is pitiful, has a seriously ill son, and the father still gambles and owes a gambling debt.

Besides, the mustache had just carefully put the IOU back into his pocket, and when he looked up, he found that the boss had already run out a few steps, so he was about to follow.

"Ugh!"

The legs went out, but the body didn't follow out. He's being held back.

Bazi Hu was stunned, and when he looked back, it was the man who had scared him several times.