47 Commissions from the underworld
"Hey, who?"
An impatient female voice came from the other end of the phone, Di Xin and his wife looked at each other silently, and Di Xin said:
"Hello, we are Daji Wang's debt company, is it the number you left on our website?"
"Oh, it's you, yes, it's me, you really can ask for any debt?"
Di Xin nodded: "Of course, of course, you can rest assured, our husband and wife have been in debt for many years, and we have never run a single order." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"That's right, then I'll send the message to your mobile phone and give you 100,000 yuan when I'm done, okay?"
Di Xin and his wife were overjoyed, and they responded again and again, patting their chests and saying, "Okay, okay, you just send us the other party's information." ”
"Are you really veterans?" The other party is still a little skeptical.
"Of course, Tong Su is not bullied, ten years old!" Di Xinkua replied to the sea.
"Okay, I've sent the message to your mobile phone, by the way, in order to make it easy to contact, add a QQ group, there are a lot of my colleagues in it, they also have orders, I'm worried about not being able to find anyone, after the debt is coming, you give me the bank card, and I'll punch it in for you directly."
Seeing Di Xin's eyes squinting happily, Daji raised his hand and touched her: "Lady, pretend to be a little bit, ask her for a deposit." ”
"Mmmm, it's still Brother Daji, you're smart." Di Xin responded in a low voice, and said to the woman on the other end of the phone: "Miss, according to the rules, you need to pay half of the deposit first. ”
"This is natural, it's not the first time I've been looking for you debtors, you just didn't have taxes, I thought it was a veteran, now I can rest assured, the message has been sent to you, you send me the bank card, first of all, I'm still busy, bye."
After speaking, the phone hung up, and Di Xin's mobile phone received two text messages one after another.
Click on the first article: QQ group number 444444, group name "Difu Impermanence Work Group" ps: Hurry up and add it, I am the group leader Bai Impermanence No. 1.
Article 2: This is the information I owe to the debtor.
Wu Yang, born in 1961, ancestral home Hujian, first lived in No. 12, Sunshine Community, Pudong, the magic capital, should have died in a car accident in 2013, but because he asked someone to do his hands and feet, he is still alive today, and now in 2017, he owes 4 years of life to the prefecture. (Please kill him and bring him back to the underworld, thank you~)
After reading the news, the couple was confused.
"Brother Daji, is there something wrong?" Di Xin swallowed to force himself to compose, but the hand holding the phone kept shaking.
"Let's take a look at the group first." Daji reached out and took the phone, copied the QQ group number, opened the QQ group, and searched.
"Difu Impermanence Work Group" jumped out, the group head is a pair of Q version of black and white impermanence, and the group introduction reads: Welcome everyone to enter the ** stream, this group has been recruiting debt collectors for a long time.
Daji coughed lightly twice, stabilized her trembling hands, and applied to join the group.
Seconds passed!
"You have successfully joined the Underworld Impermanence Work Group"
Bai Impermanence No. 1: Please change the group skin when you join the group, I'll be busy first, everyone bye.
Immediately afterwards, a string of white impermanence N, black impermanence N, bubbled up one after another: the group leader is gray, the group leader is goodbye, and the group leader is 88......
Wave goodbye to the group leader, these numbers are black and white impermanence and begin to swipe the screen again: the new one changes the group skin, the new one explodes, the new one wants a debtor, and the new one is about to explode......
Di Xin and Da Ji looked at each other, threw away their mobile phones, rushed to the computer, clicked to check the location of the website, and found that it was actually written.
Dedicated local area network for prefectures.
Tisindaji: WTF!!