Chapter Ninety-Nine: Door-to-door Debt Collection

Zhang Yi really admired Zifeng Daoist's ability to die, at first when he saw Zifeng Daoist for the first time, although Zifeng Daoist was injured, but that Cangsang's slightly stubble face gave people the first impression that he was mature and reliable, but he never expected that Zifeng Daoju would be such a person.

Sure enough, it was in response to that sentence, mortals can look good, the sea water is incomprehensible, and death does not matter how old it is!

Zhang Yi watched the Zifeng Taoist boast in the group, one person said it with taste, his eyebrows fluttered, all kinds of words and pictures, and he became more and more energetic. You can feel it through the screen, and Daoist Zifeng has a complacent look on his face.

Zhang Yi silently clicked on the vertical ellipsis in the upper right corner of the WeChat group, then pulled it down, clicked on the message Do Not Disturb, and finally quit WeChat without saying a word, leaving Zifeng Taoist to entertain himself.

I played with my mobile phone, swiped jokes, and read novels.

I played until noon, and my mobile phone was almost out of battery, and my stomach was "gurgling" until I played, and Zhang Yicai reluctantly put down the phone.

Order a takeout! ( ﹡ˆoˆ﹡ )

Zhang Yi opened the mobile app and ordered a takeaway.

"Huh!? Insufficient balance! ”(꒪ᗜ꒪ ‧)

"Forget it, let's go out and eat!"

Zhang Yi quit the takeaway app and planned to go out to eat, so he opened the drawer of the head cabinet.

Σ(っ °Д °; "What's the situation?" What is my money? Why are there only three red ones? Where did all this money go? Zhang Yi made a bitter face, looking at the three lonely red bills in the drawer, and his heart ached.

Zhang Yi pondered for a while and found that the money was not stolen or lost, but used up by him.

It's normal to think about it, when Zhang Yi rented this house, he paid it every six months, so he went to a lot of money, and then bought a wave of outdoor props for Ye Taolin to find materials, and ran around for Wang Fan's business, and then ran back and forth at high speed for the sake of changing his life, plus he didn't take orders recently, so he could have a few dollars left.

"Forget it, let's go to Mr. Liu's place for a meal, and ask if there is a list by the way." Zhang Yi stuffed the only three hundred yuan into his trouser pocket, and then went out.

Called a car and reported the address of the office, Zhang Yi came to Mr. Liu's office, settled the account and got out of the car.

"Pay it back!"

"When did I owe you money?"

"It's clearly written in this book, do you want to repay the debt?"

"I haven't been to your doctor."

"Oh~~ But others have come to see!"

"When others see it, you ask them to get it, and ask me what I'm going to do with it?"

"But others tell me to count your head."

"Ha ???"

"Listen, I'll report you ......"

“…………”

"Zifeng Daochang's insomnia and unhealthy mood, medical expenses of 20,000 yuan, Monk Wang's broken bones and tendons and 300,000 medicine for his arm treatment, Zhang Yi was given a Yu lock gas injection, 100,000 medicine, and ......"

"Wait! They want me to pay for the medical treatment? ”

"They said it was in your account."

"What???"

"What? Want to pay off? ”

“…………”

"You also know me, why I am still alive now, that is, 80% of the money for medical treatment should be honored by the person below, and 15% should be donated, and only 5% can be used by myself."

"I know that!"

"Then hurry up and pay for it, this month's filial piety day is coming."

"It's not what I see, I'm going to dig for Mao?"

"You are a second-generation mine, you won't even rely on this account."

“…………”

"They are all the people below your office, you are the leader, you won't even ignore the people below, right!?"

"I ........."

As soon as Zhang Yi heard the conversation in the store, he felt that something was wrong, and Yan Buliu seemed to be coming to collect debts.

"It's not good, hurry up! If Liu Xian was caught, he would be beaten. ”─=≡Σ(((つ•̀ω•́)つ

"Surnamed Zhang, you stop me! You can give me another run!! Mr. Liu gritted his teeth at the door and roared.

Zhang Yisheng stopped and turned his head, grinning toothily, looking like a harmless man and animal, a simple boy in the village and fields.

"Yikes! Brother Liu, good afternoon, the weather is good today! Zhang Yi pulled a smiling face and walked slowly towards Mr. Liu.

"It's just in time, let's confront each other!" Yan Buliu said lightly.

"Explain it yourself!" Mr. Liu gritted his teeth and said.

Zhang Yi could clearly see the green tendons on Mr. Liu's forehead, and he could clearly hear the sound of Mr. Liu gritting his teeth and rubbing his teeth.

"Everything is instructed by Wang Fan, I don't know anything!" Zhang Yi sold Wang Fan without hesitation, without the slightest hesitation.

Mr. Liu listened to Zhang Yi's weak defense, "Alas......" sighed, waved his hand, and said: "Forget it, forget it, count me unlucky, I met you!"

Mr. Liu took out a black bank card and handed it to Yan Buke.

"Brush it......"

"Okay!" Yan Buliu took out a POS terminal from his backpack and operated it skillfully.

Zhang Yi looked at Yan Buliu with a bewildered look on his face to operate the POS terminal.

So tall? ∑(❍д❍lll)

"It is worthy of the second generation of mines, it is arrogant to pay money, and this black gold card is comfortable to swipe!" Yan Buliu finished swiping the card, smashed his mouth and said.

Zhang Yi: Wow! Brother Liu's family is so rich, I really want to hug my thighs! (*ﾟﾛﾟ)!!

Yan Buliu stuffed the POS terminal back into his backpack, then took out a small notebook and took out a pen to mark the bill on it, and said, "Since the account is also cleared, then I'll go!" The tone was full of comfort and joy.

After speaking, he waved his hand, turned his head and walked out of the office.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi also planned to go out with Yan Buliu.

"Where do you want to go?" Mr. Liu gently pressed Zhang Yi's left shoulder and said coldly.

"Uh...... Above...... Toilet! May I? Zhang Yi said hesitantly.

"I have a toilet here!" Mr. Liu's tone became even colder.

"Brother~~ I...... I...... I was wrong! Zhang Yi said with a squeak.

"Forget it, I won't scare you, I won't take this little money to heart." Mr. Liu let go of his palm and said indifferently.

At that moment, Zhang Yi finally knew why so many people were jealous of the rich, such a large sum of money was actually just a small amount of money in Mr. Liu's eyes.

"Say, if you don't have anything to do, why are you here?" Mr. Liu sat on the sofa and asked, stilting Erlang's legs.

"I said that, can't I come to see you if it's okay!?" Zhang Yi said coquettishly.

"Oh~~~Is it~~~" Mr. Liu said in a long nasal voice.

"............" Zhang Yi was silent for a while, and then said: "Actually, I have no money, I want to take orders and make some money!" Zhang Yi scratched his head and said embarrassedly.