"Wait a minute!", Juan's hand shook, his heart seemed to be clenched by an invisible hand, and he had a feeling of being out of breath. His body began to tremble, and this sentence almost used up all the strength of his body, and he put a series of property rights in the brewery that he had spent three million eight hundred thousand, including two million of them borrowed money, on the table, and spread them out one by one.

There were already some dark shadows flying in front of him, he raised his arm very indecently and rubbed his eyes with his arm, his trembling lips slowly opened, and he took a deep breath before asking, "Why...... I remember that the liquor license was given to you!", he lowered his head slightly, like those carnivores locked onto their prey and were ready to pounce on and bite the gloomy moment before, "Did you take less, or did you take something wrong?"

He had a vague feeling that he might have been pitted by Durin again, and this time he really couldn't get up after falling.

He prayed to God, to the goddess of fate, to ask them not to abandon him, and he pounded the table with both hands, and roared wildly, "Where's the thing? where is my liquor license? Why is there no ?!! here?"

Yes, not having a liquor license means that he can't make wine even if he buys back the workshop, and there is also a contraband investigation bureau in the Illian region, although this department is very strong in other states, but there are only two people in the functional agency of Illian. But even if there are only two people, they are also agents, and they have the power and obligation to shut down all illegal moonshine workshops, and have the right to arrest those responsible and put them on trial.

Can a workshop be worth 3.8 million?

Isn't that a joke? Everybody knows that the reason why a brewery sells for this price is because of the license. The workshop is not worth much, to put it bluntly, it is some buildings and some utensils, and that liquor license is the most important thing, but the problem is that there is no such thing!

James took a step back, he smiled wryly and raised his hands to show that he had no ill intentions, and at the same time wanted to reassure Juan, "Juan, you listen to me......"

"I don't listen!", he jerked the table over and pounced on James, but how could the bank security guards who had been prepared for a long time let Juan touch their immediate boss?

Juan's face was flushed, his cheeks were pressed against the ground, and the bruises on his excited forehead were getting more and more bruised, and he stared at James fiercely with a wild look like an animal, roaring and shouting madly. A layer of white saliva hung from the corners of his mouth, and he struggled hard.

James straightened his clothes, sighed, and his expression became a little colder, "Juan, don't get excited, you heard me say." In fact, some time ago, Du Lin had already bought all your liquor licenses and liquor sales licenses from me at market price, you may think that I am acting favoritism, but according to the bank's regulations, when you can't pay off the loan, we have the right to dispose of the collateral in advance to make up for the loss. ”

"And Mr. Dulin's internal level is higher than yours, even the headquarters will not refuse his request, I am just a branch president, I can't break the bank's regulations, you have to understand me!"

Juan roared a few more words, panting and struggling, and asked intermittently, "Why, why didn't you inform me? Do you know what you did?"

James frowned slightly, to be honest, he suddenly hated Juan a little now, and his tone was not so tactful, "When you were going to mortgage all your property to borrow money from me, I warned you, be careful that there may be some risks that you cannot predict. But what did you think, what did you say, what did you do? I didn't feel sorry for anyone, not even in this matter. ”

"I say something unpleasant, even if the liquor license is in this, do you really think that Mr. Durin can't come up with more money? Juan, I respect everything you have done, and I respect your dedication to your career, but you have to make it clear that this is not your capital to be presumptuous to me here!"

James sighed again and glanced at the security guard, "Throw him ...... Please get out, I don't want to see this person again!", he said, gesturing to the papers on the ground, "Take these things out together, it's his." ”

Juan was held by two security guards, five big and three thick, and thrown out of the side door of the bank like a chicken, along with a pile of waste paper that he bought for 3.8 million yuan. It's a pile of waste paper, but for this pile of waste paper, he not only spent his last million, but also owes 2.3 million. He's finished, even before this auction, he didn't feel like he's really finished, but now he knows that he's really finished!

He had nothing left, everything and people had left him, and not only that, he owed two million and three hundred thousand, he numbly glanced at the pile of waste paper on the ground, got up from the ground with a miserable laugh, and walked to the street without looking back. At the moment when he walked out of the alley, his eyes were slightly squinted, and the strong sunlight made him a little uncomfortable with the light at this time. When his eyes adjusted to the intensity of the light, his teeth immediately cracked.

He saw Durin laughing and talking with two other "friends" who had borrowed money from Alexander's eyes, and he immediately confirmed his previous idea, that it was all prepared by Durin.

He had a little regret at this time, if he really sold the theater chain to Durin, does it mean that he has reconciled with Durin? Does it mean that he still has the opportunity to leave here and go to other places to spend the rest of his life quietly.

But there weren't so many whys, and there weren't so many ifs, he patted the dust off his body and walked towards Dorin, who saw him.

Durin said goodbye to Alexander, told them to leave, and then stood by the car with a smile and looked at Juan until Juan walked in front of him.

The little old man no longer has the demeanor of the past, and at this time he is as depressed as a homeless man on the street, so ...... Wretched.

This time Juan didn't ask any more meaningless words like why, perhaps only at this time did his brain work best. He looked up slightly expressionlessly at Du Lin, who was younger and taller than him, "Do you want me to die so much?"

Durin took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and stuffed the cigarette and lighter into Juan's hand, he pursed his lips and thought seriously, "Actually, my purpose at the beginning was to cooperate with you, I am not a selfish person, and I am not against everyone making money, but when you start to peep at my things, it is destined that there will always be a end between us." Either you bankrupt me, or I play you to death, there is only this one ending!"

"Fortunately, I won this game, Juan, willing to gamble and lose!"

Saying that, Durin remembered something, he took out three IOUs from his pocket, "Look, these debts have been transferred to me, from now on I am your creditor, two million and three hundred thousand, tsk ......", Durin shook these IOUs and put them back in his pocket, "I'll give you a chance, Juan, beg me, kneel down and beg me." The 2.3 million will be written off, and here it is, the last chance!"

Durin pointed to the ground under his feet, at this time they were outside the gate of the bank, and there was still Durin's luxury car parked next to it, and many people always unconsciously cast their eyes here.

Those hot eyes focused on Juan's face, making him feel an indescribable anger and fear, and his body was trembling, trembling by Durin's anger, and trembling at the time of his choice.

He hated his powerlessness, but he also knew that he would lose even the last bit of his dignity to this bastard. He laughed suddenly, very abruptly, and then burst into laughter, leaning back and forth. He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case that Doolin had given him, lit it for himself, laughing and coughing and shaking his head, "No, Dorin, I haven't lost yet, there's one more thing that belongs to me, and you should never want to take it." I'm bankrupt, I've lost only my wealth, but my dignity, my life, will never belong to you!"

"You don't want to see me kneel down and beg you in your life, there will never be that day!"

Du Lin also laughed, "Then should I congratulate you, at this moment you found your most precious thing? Okay, I should go back too, it is really a bit nerve-wracking to lose two million and three hundred thousand suddenly." After closing the door, Durin approached the window and rolled down the glass, "By the way, find a place to hide at night, I heard that they will send the homeless to the seventh district, it's terrible!"

The car started slowly, then blended into the bleak street, and gradually disappeared around the corner in the distance.

Juan's smile grew pathetic, and he now felt that the only thing he could do right was to get rid of the children, at least not for them to do it.

He walked back into the alley, glanced at the shrunken ladder, found a wooden branch to hook the telescopic ladder, and climbed up the ladder.

Juan, who had never stood on a high place, was standing on the roof of the bank at this time, smoking a cigarette, and it was very windy, and it was cold, and the cold was deep into his bones. One cigarette after another, I don't know how long I used it, but the cigarette case was empty. It was already noon, but he didn't feel any warmth, tightened his clothes, poked his head out to look at the street below, said to himself, "It's a little high", and then turned and walked inside.

After a few moments, there was a muffled bang, and the screams of women came from the street, as well as one after another exclamations, and some people shouted for the police.

In the crowd, a man's twisted body rested on the cold ground, his body twitched twice and then there was no response, blood spilling quickly from his mouth and nose .......

He's dead.

Die this winter.