Chapter 109: Creditors, You Fight for Me
Just after 9 o'clock in the morning on Saturday, Song Chi drove to the gate of Zhang Yulin's community. When Zhang Yulin went downstairs, he brought him a big banana. The two quickly got on the elevated highway and headed for Pudong Sanlin.
"You say...... If we venture to go to Bao Yuedong's house, will we ...... Inappropriate? Zhang Yulin stared at Song Chi and asked hesitantly.
People have already gotten in the car, and they still say such regretful words, women are really fickle!
Song Chi continued: "Miss, you didn't say anything along the way just now, but now that it's almost here, you hesitate." Don't you want to get your 5,000 back? Although Bao Yuedong is dead, his wife is still there, as long as his wife admits it. ”
"When I lent money to Bao Yuedong, I didn't write a receipt...... However, I transferred money through Alipay, and if I checked, there was also a transfer record. Zhang Yulin muttered to himself.
Compared with Zhang Yulin, Song Chi is more interested in this Bao Yuedong. This time, it was at his suggestion that Zhang Yulin agreed to go to Bao Yuedong's house to have a look. There are many doubts about Bao Yuedong, not only that he is not dead, but also where is the money he borrowed used? These are all mysteries.
Song Chi vaguely felt that Bao Yuedong's death was likely to be related to money.
The address of Bao Yuedong's house was asked by Zhang Yulin to come to his colleagues. There are many demolition households living in the Sanlin area, and many communities are dense and large-scale. Song Chi drove the car and circled around the Sanlin area many times before finding Bao Yuedong's home.
The two took the elevator to the 10th floor, and before they got out of the elevator door, they heard the noisy noise of people in the corridor corridor. Song Chi and Zhang Yulin were dumbfounded, at the door of Bao Yuedong's house, more than a dozen people gathered at the door to collect debts.
"That's not going to work! Even if a person dies, the money still has to be returned! "God, earth, I lent Bao Yuedong a lot of money, how can I live......" The voice of crying father and mother was wave after wave.
Song Chi looked around, old and young, men and women, it can be said that there are three religions and nine streams. This Bao Yuedong is in debt, and so many people come to ask for money, which is indeed an exaggeration.
"It's over, we're late, so many people are asking for money, we're going to be at the back of the line." When Zhang Yulin saw this formation, he immediately retreated.
Song Chi frowned, and his heart was also very hesitant. He tried his best to push through the crowd and squeezed towards the door of Bao's house. He wanted to see who else was in the Bao family.
In the hall, a middle-aged young woman sits with a cup of tea on the table. Her eyes were lowered, and she looked weak. From the accusations of the creditors on the side, she should be Bao Yuedong's wife Pan Yi.
An aunt with a big cake face roared menacingly: "Xiao Pan, when your husband borrowed money from me, you came to my house with him. My 100,000 yuan was not blown by the wind, but was saved by frugality. I said that I would repay the money within half a year, but now it's been almost a year, and I haven't even seen a penny. ”
When Pan Yi heard this, he replied weakly: "Aunt Zhang, I am also very sorry in my heart. All this money was spent on treating Maomao. Originally, there was Bao Yuedong at home to earn money, but I didn't expect that as soon as he died, we orphans and widows couldn't live anymore......"
This was said very sadly, and everyone present sighed when they heard it. I not only felt sympathy for the Bao family's plight, but also felt heartache for the real money I lent them.
After the crowd was silent for a while, a young man couldn't help but speak out. "Your family has to live, and other people's families have to live too! I was supposed to buy a wedding house with this money, but if I drag it out, my girlfriend will run away! ”
When the surrounding creditors heard this, they nodded their heads one after another, and every family had a scripture that was difficult to read. Although talking about money hurts feelings, if you don't talk about money, you hurt yourself.
Just as everyone was shouting, four big men rushed in from outside the door, and one of them shouted: "What Gazi, I don't pay yet, brothers move furniture and electrical appliances for us!" ”
When the creditors heard that it was a northeastern accent, they hurriedly made way for them in fright. Just as they rushed into the door, Pan Yi stood up and protected the bedroom door with his body. "No, you can't do that!"
A big man from the Northeast led by him stepped forward and pushed Pan Yi to the ground, and other strong men began to pour into the bedroom to carry things.
The scene was chaotic, like a vegetable market before closing. The Northeast men have successively moved out color TVs, cabinets, computers, and set-top boxes, and the old aunts on the side are checking the prices. "This TV is worth 2,000 yuan, and the cabinet is 500 yuan. The computer is too old, count 800 yuan, and the set-top box ...... That's free. ”
Song Chi shouted while protecting Zhang Yulin beside him: "Don't mess up, you can't solve the problem by doing this." "The two of them seemed to be rolling in the sea, being pushed around by the crowd.
Seeing that the four Northeast Han men had reaped a lot of "spoils", the creditors present tacitly understood each other. They also want to get something to go home, but they are looking ahead. Finally, a few brave people ran to the kitchen room and took out pots and pans.
As a result, the creditors could no longer hold back, and rushed into the house one after another, looting the large and small things in the house. Some creditors even ran to the bathroom and took a screwdriver to disassemble the toilet; There are also creditors who are lagging behind others and can't grab anything, so they are in a hurry to turn around in the same place, eager to tear down the floor tiles and take them home.
Just when the scene was out of control, a bunch of police came at the door. "Put down your things for me, the whole building has been overturned by you!" Tang Zhanpeng wore a police uniform and shouted loudly.
It turned out that these creditors had been arguing all morning, and the neighbors around them couldn't stand it, so they called the police.
Seeing that it was his brother coming, Zhang Yulin hurriedly ran up. "Why are you here?" Tang Zhanpeng was also stunned when he saw Zhang Yulin. "Why are you here? Because this is a criminal case, I happened to learn more about the situation with the police. ”
"I see. That Bao Yuedong is a colleague of mine, and he asked me to borrow money the other day. Today, Song Chi brought me to his house and wanted her wife to pay back the money. Zhang Yulin explained.
Hearing this, Tang Zhanpeng nodded. He saw Song Chi, who was also crowded among the creditors.
Seeing that the police were coming, most of the creditors' faces became guilty. Everyone seemed to be pointed, and they remained motionless in place.
"You put your things down first, or you're a burglar!" As soon as Tang Zhanpeng's words fell, the creditors put everything in their hands on the ground to show their innocence.
Pan Yi, who was still crying before, saw the police coming, as if he saw a savior. "Comrade policeman, look at these people, bullying our orphans and widows. Woowoo woo ......"