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"My family is like this now, and it can be regarded as my Hu Bing's eight lifetimes of moldy ......"

"I swore that I wanted to earn 500,000 yuan, it's been three years, what about the money?"

"This year, I didn't have more than 200 yuan in my bag......"

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Chen Bing sat on the sofa with a bowl in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand and listened to his wife Hu Bing complaining while drying clothes.

Hu Bing put the last piece of clothing on the clothes pole, and when she saw a group of birds flying by outside the window, she couldn't help but have a sour nose and turned around and walked quickly towards the kitchen.

"If you can't get the money back, you can't live this life, only divorce." Hu Bing stood at the door of the kitchen and burst into tears, as if all grievances would erupt.

Chen Bing didn't speak, he pulled the chopsticks in his hand twice in the rice bowl, he wanted to comfort his wife, but he didn't have the courage, he could only regret that he didn't listen to his wife's words to have today's result.

Three years ago, 33-year-old Chen Bing was full of vitality and inexhaustible strength, and he wanted to take the responsibility on his shoulders, take his family to drive an Audi, live in a villa, travel around the world, and live the life of a rich man.

Also three years ago, a friend named He Kun got a project that could earn 800,000 yuan by investing 2 million through a relationship, and Chen Bing put all his savings into it despite the opposition of his family.

Today, three years later, the project has been completed for two and a half years, but the real money that Chen Bing has advanced has earned nearly one million in arrears, and there are signs of delaying it for a longer time.

What others owe Chen Bing, of course, Chen Bing also owes others, and the cost of building materials, migrant workers' wages, security funds, and other expenses are all made up by Chen Bing through loans, car sales, etc.

In the past three years, Chen Bing and his wife have always felt that they have fallen into a quagmire, and the quality of life at home has been getting lower and lower, to the point that they dare not go to the supermarket to shop, and there is an endless stream of people who come to ask for money and debts.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to be frozen, one stood and cried, the other sat in a daze, a kitten ate sweet paws on the windowsill from time to time, and occasionally peeked at the two masters, it seemed that he was used to such an atmosphere.

"Lai, Mr. Lai said that he could get the money next month." Chen Bing's eyes flickered, he didn't dare to look at Hu Bing head-on, so he had to say while talking about the rice in the bowl, like a child.

Hu Bing was angry and said loudly: "Next month again? How many months have you said yourself? Yes? Coaxed day after day, Chen Bing, we are ordinary families, and we can't afford to drag it out any longer. ”

After yelling, Hu Bing wiped his tears and turned around and entered the bedroom, followed by a knock on the door.

For a long time, Chen Bing's guilt and remorse have made him unable to raise his head in front of his wife, so that every time his wife gets angry, he doesn't dare to move like a primary school student.

Squinting at the door, he stretched his stiff back, then exhaled deeply, picked up a kimchi and threw it into the bowl.

The food is very palatable, and the kimchi is also very appetizing, but when he eats it in his mouth, he always feels bitter, and he looks at the kitten on the windowsill basking in the sun, and he really doesn't dare to think about the consequences of not being able to collect the arrears.

"Dingding......

The mobile phone rang very loudly, startling Chen Bing, who was in a daze, looking at the mobile phone screen nervously, it was another call urging wages, and he was already afraid of such a debt collection call in his heart.

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