Chapter 25: The Creditor Comes to the Door
Wang Biao did not go to the town to gamble for several days, he stayed at home carefully, and did not even dare to go out. Jiang Jie thought that he had changed his sex and stopped gambling, so he was happy in his heart, and he had a good meal of wine and meat. As long as her husband can maintain the family well, it is nothing for her to work hard.
Wang Biao is not a change of sex, but he is afraid of gambling. He owes Huang 30,000 or 40,000 yuan like a bottomless pit that can't be made up, and the seven-day repayment period has long passed, where can he find 40,000 yuan to repay the debt?
A few days ago, I went to the town to play mahjong, and I wanted to use the money I got from Jiang Jie to turn over the book, but I didn't know that three or four hundred yuan would be lost without blinking.
The town is Huang San's terrible territory, Wang Biao felt that three or four strong men behind him were following him after playing mahjong, he was afraid that Huang San would come to him to ask for money, and mahjong did not dare to play, so he hurriedly walked home.
Wang Biao was in a trance all day long, and he had to go to the door to look at the door for a while every few minutes, for fear that someone would come to the door.
With a creak, the door opened.
Wang Biao's heart trembled, and the emergency response was to crawl and roll on the ground and hide behind the rice tank.
found out that the person who came back was Jiang Jie, he was angry and angry, and scolded: "Dead mother-in-law, don't squeak when you come back, you are like a thief." â
Jiang Jie was not angry, and carefully protected the black leather bag in her arms, which was 70,000 yuan that Shen Xiangcheng entrusted her to deposit in the bank, because there were too many people in the bank, she was going to go again early tomorrow morning.
"What's in your hand?" Wang Biao's eyes are also sharp, and he doesn't have this black leather bag at home.
"Nothing." Jiang Jie didn't answer, closed the door after returning to the room, and put the leather bag in the bottom dark cabinet of the wardrobe.
Shen Xiangcheng grows vegetables in the township to make money, but Wang Biao is not very clear, and he is also going to ask his daughter Shen Xiangcheng for money at night, which Xiangcheng promised him before.
He quietly followed behind Jiang Jie, and broke into the door after noticing her small movements.
Snatched the black bag and unzipped it. Good guys, stacks of hundred-dollar bills!
"Dead mother-in-law! Dare to hide money from Lao Tzu! I'm getting bolder! Wang Biao scolded, took the money and walked out.
"Stop, give me the money, it's orange's money." Jiang Jie secretly screamed badly, she knew that she had been queuing up to deposit money in ZĂ i Bank today.
Wang Biao pushed Jiang Jie, who came over to grab him, and said, "The money for the orange? Orange's money is also my money, she promised to help me pay off the debt, and now it is just enough, no more, no less! â
Jiang Jie was in a hurry, and Shen Xiangcheng told her that she must deposit the money in the bank, and this money will be used to expand the scale of planting in the next step, and she can't move!
Although she was afraid of Wang Biao from the bottom of her heart, Jiang Jie gritted her teeth and rushed over, her daughter's money must be protected!
"MD, dead mother-in-law, if I don't beat you for a few days, my skin will be itchy!" Wang Biao kicked Jiang Jie's lower abdomen, and Jiang Jie squatted on the ground in unbearable pain.
The sound of clapping hands.
Huang San walked in from the door with three junior brothers swaggering, "Brother Biao is mighty!" â
Huang San!
Wang Biao secretly screamed that it was not good, and the creditor really came to the door. He hurriedly hid the black leather bag in his hand behind him.
"Wang Biao, the 40,000 yuan you borrowed, the seven-day period has already arrived, and now I have given you three days, you can see if it's time to pay back the money." Huang San took out an IOU and raised it in the air.
Forty thousand!
The 30,000 yuan outside was not paid off, and Wang Biao borrowed another 40,000 yuan!
Jiang Jie was so angry that his chest hurt, and he pointed at Wang Biao and scolded: "You...... You heavenly knife kill! Just know how to gamble! Just know how to gamble! â
She was trembling with anger, 30,000 plus 40,000, that's an astronomical amount! How can I pay it back!
Wang Biao now has 70,000 yuan in his hand, but he doesn't want to pay it back. Just kidding, what did you use to pay off your debts with 70,000 yuan? If you take 70,000 yuan and roll around, maybe there will be some money left after the gambling debts are earned.
"Huang San, one more week of grace, and I will definitely pay you back next week!" Wang Biao now only has a smile on his face.
The black leather bag is very conspicuous, and everyone except the blind can see it.
The bald guy behind Huang San stepped forward and snatched the black leather bag and handed it to Huang San, "Three, look." â
Huang San smiled, took out the money from his bag one by one, and put it on the table, "Didn't you say that you don't have any money, what is this?" â
Jiang Jie rushed up and wanted to grab the money, but was stopped by the bald head.
Huang San said: "Send my sister-in-law to stay in the house well, I, Huang San, don't beat women." â
"You give me the money back! Give it back! It's my money, not his! Jiang Jie shouted.
The bald head took out Jiang Jie's mobile phone and pushed her into the bedroom, locked the door, and didn't open the door no matter how Jiang Jie knocked on it.
The money has been taken away, where can I get the meat buns and dogs back?
Wang Biao had no choice but to laugh dryly: "Huang San, third brother, you order, I owe you 40,000, here are 70,000, I have to take 30,000 back." â
After speaking, Wang Biao reached out to take the money.
'Smack'
The palm of his hand was slammed against the table by the little brother behind Huang San with a stool.
Wang Biao shouted: "Ouch, ouch, pain! â
Huang San picked up a stack of money, patted Wang Biao lightly on the face and said, "Wang Biao, you don't seem to know how to calculate this account, you borrowed 40,000 yuan from me at the beginning, but now you should repay 240,000 yuan, where is this money enough?" â
After hearing the amount, Wang Biao's face turned red and roared: "What! 240,000! Huang San, don't fool me! At the beginning, Lao Tzu only borrowed 40,000 yuan, how could he repay 240,000 yuan! â
Huang San was not in a hurry to say to the tattooed young man behind him: "Xiao Zeng, you give this account to Brother Biao to calculate it well." â
The young man named Xiao Zeng walked up to Wang Biao and took out the calculator, and said while calculating: "Brother Biao, ten days ago, you borrowed 40,000 yuan, and the daily interest rate is 20%, compound interest. Now for ten days, the principal plus interest is 247,66,109 yuan and 4 cents. Third Brother Huang understands the righteousness, and erases the odds with you, you only need to pay back 240,000. â
Wang Biao scolded: "Huang San, you bastard! When did Lao Tzu borrow your loan shark! â
"Yo yo yo, Wang Biao, you can eat randomly, you can't talk nonsense, you can write clearly in black and white, and there are handprints." Huang San handed the IOU to Wang Biao.
It was clearly written, "The daily interest rate is 20 percent, compound interest, with Wang Biao's signature and handprint." â
Because one hand was pressed, Wang Biao grabbed the IOU with his other hand, pinched it into a ball, stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it in his stomach.
"Hahahaha!" Huang San smiled presumptuously, "Wang Biao, you are just a copy, I will keep the original at home, if you don't pay it back today, you will have to pay back 290,000 yuan tomorrow!" â
Four or five copies of IOUs fell on Wang Biao's face, and Wang Biao was completely dumbfounded.
Private loan sharks, forever outside the government system, want to call the police? Unless Wang Biao doesn't want to die, these loan sharks are all masters who want money and don't want to die.
"Looks like you don't want to pay it back." Huang San put away his smile, "You give Brother Biao a thought lesson first." â