Chapter Seventy-Three: Whatever You Should Want
Xia Yixin's little face turned pale and dragged Ye Chen and shook his head at him.
It means that he should not wade into this troubled water.
"How much we owe you, and we'll pay it." Ye Chen said coldly.
"Huh?"
The bald head was stunned for a moment, and then after glancing at Ye Chen's poor dress, he laughed.
"Hahaha, boy, are you telling me jokes on the big night?"
"Do you know how much she owes us? One million three million! Do you have the money to pay back? ”
Xia Yixin was stunned for a moment, and shouted in a daze: "It's obviously one million, and in less than a week, you will rise by 300,000?" ”
The bald head snorted coldly: "This is the interest on the contract, everything is done according to the rules and regulations, if you don't pay it back this week, it will be 1.6 million next week!" ”
"We will pay back how much money should be repaid, but we will not give any money that should not be repaid." Ye Chen lit a cigarette and leaned against the wall and said slowly.
This group of usurers who eat people and do not spit out bones do many evils.
Ye Chen didn't mind teaching them a lesson, saving him from harming others later.
"What do you mean, boy?" The bald head heard that there was something in Ye Chen's words, and immediately asked.
"Bad ears? How long do you owe 500,000 yuan, we will give you the interest according to the law, as for the 1.3 million you said, dream about it, stupid criticism. Ye Chen spit out a smoke ring and scolded.
"Fuck, little cub, I really don't know how many eyes Ma Wang Ye has if I don't teach you a lesson today."
"Get him for me, I'll take care of it!" The bald head waved his hand and shouted.
That's what he earns, and he meets too many old people on weekdays, and in the end, isn't it the rules to take out the money?
Then the two younger brothers showed a fierce look, brandished a knife and stabbed Ye Chen.
Of course, they don't dare to stab it, just scare and scare.
At most, a cut in the shoulder will teach you a lesson.
In case it really gets big, no one can keep them, they are all out to mix up some money, there is no need to work so hard.
"Be careful!" Xia Yixin was scared and directly covered her eyes with her hands, not daring to look at it again.
Just when a little brother knife was only a few centimeters away from Ye Chen.
Ye Chen didn't move.
This made him break out in a cold sweat, hesitated, and the switchblade hung in midair.
"Hesitation, it's normal to be beaten." Ye Chen squinted his eyes, kicked his little brother out with one kick, and caught the switchblade flying out of the air with his right hand.
Almost instantly, Ye Chen grabbed the switchblade in his right hand and flew directly.
The switchblade brushed down the bald cheek.
"Bell!" A bang.
The knife slammed into the wall.
I couldn't stop trembling at the end.
This scene frightened the three of them and couldn't help but swallow and spit at the mouth.
The other little brother with a knife froze in place, not daring to take a step forward.
The most terrifying thing is the bald head, he knows in his heart that if Ye Chen wants to stab him with a knife just now, he has this ability.
"Brother, if you have something to say, you can't be guilty of wielding knives and guns." The bald head wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in fear.
The one who knows the times is Junjie, and he knows that he has encountered hard stubble.
If he hits it hard today, he won't be bare.
"Can you listen to me now?" Ye Chen squinted his eyes and asked softly.
"That's that, it was all a misunderstanding." The bald head bowed his head and agreed.
"Give me your company address, how much money will be sent to you tomorrow, and you are not allowed to come back tonight."
"Otherwise, that knife will be stuck in you next time." Ye Chen warned in a cold voice.
"Good, good, good." The bald head bowed his head and said three times in a row, and then handed a business card to Ye Chen's hand.
Ye Chen glanced at it, and there were four big characters written on it.
Wyvern Chamber of Commerce!
"Get out."
Several people were relieved, and helped each other to get into the van in the alley at the door and galloped away.
Xia Yixin, who was relieved, came to Ye Chen's face: "You shouldn't care about this matter, the Flying Dragon Chamber of Commerce is very large, if you go tomorrow, it will definitely be dangerous." ”
"And this money has nothing to do with you, you don't need to help me, I'll figure it out myself."
Xia Yixin took a deep breath.
Ye Chen has done enough things to help herself, the two of them are not related, she doesn't want to owe Ye Chen too much favor.
"Go back and rest, go to work tomorrow, I have a way to solve this money for you."
"I..." Xia Yixin opened her mouth and wanted to say something.
"Shut up and go back to sleep." Ye Chen urged.
Xia Yixin had no choice but to nod, and disappeared at the end of the night in the alley.
Then the mobile phone in Ye Chen's pocket rang, and the caller was Zong Tianrui.
"Mr. Ye, I heard that you had an accident at the bar, I rushed over immediately, are you okay?"
"I'm really sorry for the company's sudden emergency." Zong Tianrui apologized again and again.
"It's been solved, you don't need to come over, by the way, send me Yang Haokuang's phone."
Zong Tianrui didn't ask anything, and quickly sent the phone over.
Ye Chen came to the door of the alley, leaned against the dim street lamp, and called the phone.
After a few sounds, there was a drunken voice mixed with swearing: "Who called Lao Tzu in the middle of the night, looking for death?" ”
"I, Ye Chen."