Chapter 7 Can't go on
The luxurious office building, where all the people come and go, are white-collar workers and elites, and everyone is a little surprised when they see Li Jinjin's face, but they all politely avoid it.
Song Qiran tidied up his clothes and deliberately distanced himself from Li Jinjin: "It's on the eighteenth floor." ”
The brass-colored sign reads "Baiqian Finance" in four small words, and it is not a serious company at first glance.
Avoiding Li Jinjin, Song Qiran made a phone call, and after a while, a woman wearing a suit and a delicate face walked out, she lowered her eyes slightly: "Mr. Song, you are here." ”
"Yes, Xiao Zhang, I said that I would apply for a loan." There was a slight joy and excitement in Song Qiran's voice.
"Oh, okay, then you two come with me." The woman was curly, with a thin waist and wide hips, and Song Qiran stared at her back intently.
"Mr. Song came here a few days ago and has already appraised the house."
The woman smiled politely: "The total value is three million, after deducting various handling fees, it is estimated that one million can be loaned, with an annual interest rate of thirty percent, and a handling fee of three percent, which can be paid off within a year, if everything is clear, we can proceed to the next step." ”
Song Qiran smiled and nodded again and again: "Jinjin, one million!" I have calculated the investment in opening a store, only about 700,000 yuan, and the rest is used as a reserve fund, and after a year, I think you will be able to pay it off! ”
Li Jinjin's face was expressionless, he pursed his lips tightly, and the old blood reached his throat, for fear that if he opened his mouth, he would squirt out.
Song Qiran, you are taking me for a fool! I started investing hundreds of thousands, and tricked me into coming to this kind of loan shark company!
"How much is the rent for a year?" Li Jinjin asked suddenly.
"The transfer fee is 300,000 yuan, the rent is 300,000 yuan, plus the deposit or something, the deposit is three to pay two, plus the decoration costs, equipment and preliminary preparations, about 700,000 yuan."
"Husband, it's too troublesome." Li Jinjin glanced at Song Qiran meaningfully: "Why don't I transfer the house to you directly, and you can operate it yourself." ”
"This...."Song Qiran struggled, ignoring the anxious gaze of the woman opposite: "This is not good, it is the inheritance left by your father, what is the matter with calling me!" ”
Hypocrisy! Li Jin's golden teeth were about to be crushed, but he still spoke softly: "Song Qiran, we have been together for ten years, I regard you as my dearest relative, what's the matter, you still can't lie to me!" ”
Song Qiran's eyes reflected a complex light.
After a moment of silence, he took out the contract and the real estate certificate and handed them to the other party: "She has signed the loan contract, and the real person has arrived, just send the money directly to my account." ”
"Okay." Miss Zhang roughly scanned the contract: "No problem, I'll go and release the loan now." Turning to leave, there were only two people left in the room
"Why did it hit your account?" Li Jinjin asked softly: "It's obviously the house left to me by my father." ”
"What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours. It doesn't make a difference whose account it is. Song Qiran gently held her hand, and the boredom in his eyes flashed: "You never care about money, I'll keep the accounts, just tell me when you use it, and make sure the pen is clear." ”
"No, the loan must be in my account." Li Jinjin was categorical: "This is my pre-marital property, and I should have the final say!" ”
"Tell you, I need this money." Song Qiran really couldn't make it up, so he simply showed his true face, "Anyway, you have already signed, and your ID card is also with me, stupid woman, do you know?" How much do you have to pay back in a year? At least one and a half million! ”