Seven or eight people came down at once.

They were all dressed in black stand-up collar clothes, the style had never been seen before, it looked like a coat, but it was thinner than an overcoat, very close and handsome.

Several of them carried a box in their hands.

Hats obscured their faces, making it difficult to see clearly, except for the man in the lead.

The man strode through the door.

Under the gaze of everyone, he raised his head, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his face was like water, and his chin full of short hard stubble could not hide the youth of his face.

Most of the people in the exchange didn't know who he was, but they could feel an aura rushing over them.

They talked a lot:

"Who is this man?"

"I don't know you, look at the color of your skin, you're an Indian, right? This posture is at least a chieftain. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, the nearby Indians are all dead, it's a Chinese, right?"

"Chinese? I seem to have heard that Roswell has a powerful Chinese before. ”

"Eh, guess what's in their box? It can't be money, right? ”

……

The person who came was Chen Jianqiu, he took off his leather gloves, looked around, and sat down on the bench in the last row with Camilla.

Hanif and Abiot stood behind them.

At this time, the mustache on the stage was in a hurry, and he couldn't tell the people below that this matter was decided by the judge, and he was a messenger.

"I roughly calculated, the land you marked above was all collected by Leonard later, and these lands are on the outskirts of the town, and they are not worth anything at all!" The timber merchant pointed his cane at the plank beside the mustache.

"Those IOUs are bad debts! There are only a handful of things that can be recovered, and these add up ......" The merchant paused, his cane tapping the ground, "Your bid won't be negative, right?" ”

Fools would buy these.

There was a lot of laughter in the exchange, and after laughing, the creditors suddenly realized that the merchant's words revealed a reality:

If no one is the culprit, their money will never be recovered.

As a result, their emotions were stirred up again, and the discussion of the matter itself gradually turned into invective against the judge.

"That guy took black money again!"

"What a bullshit mortgage contract, we haven't seen it at all! The damned judge joined forces to swallow the good land. ”

"Say it! Who owns that villa? ”

"That's right! Say it! ”

……

These Lincolnshire businessmen have fully inherited the fine traditions of this small town on the border of America, and they can do it without arguing.

They rushed to the trading desk and were about to pull at their mustaches.

A voice suddenly came from the back seat of the seat:

It's not too loud, but it's clear and majestic.

"It's mine, what's wrong?"

The crowd that was still noisy just now suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at the last row of chairs again.

Chen Jianqiu stood up and repeated what he had just said:

"Leonard's villa, mortgaged to me, what's wrong?"

He waved at Lawyer Dylan behind him.

The lawyer took out a copy of Leonard's mortgage loan contract from his coat and showed it to the onlookers.

Everyone present, more or less, understood the meaning of this contract, even those who were illiterate, the signature and handprint of Leonard in the lower right corner, but it was genuine.

If this is in New York or Philadelphia, you should take a few steps back and respect the contract a little.

However, this is Lincolnshire, a martial county, Lincolnshire, New Mexico, a place that has not been peaceful for the previous decade.

"This contract is fake! Don't believe it, everyone! These high-quality assets have been embezzled by them! The timber merchant with the cane said.

"That's right! Let them spit out! These bastards! ”

These creditors were not reconciled, preferring to believe that there was not a good bird in Lincolnshire from top to bottom of the justice system.

The excited timber merchant rushed in front of Chen Jianqiu, and his staff pointed at him:

"Don't think you can hide it from me, you despicable tricks, Fred and Leonard have done it before!"

He said with spit and stars, his face and neck were flushed, and he gestured to pick up his cane.

However, he suddenly shut up, and instead of it, he screamed "Wow~".

The wrist of the timber merchant's hand, which was holding the cane, suddenly felt a sharp pain, and the cane fell off in an instant, rolling on the ground several times.

Then, he felt a pain in his knees, his calves went limp, and he fell to his knees.

When he looked up again, a revolver was already on his forehead.

Chen Jianqiu twisted the merchant's wrist with one hand, kicked him to his knees again, and returned to the same place with his hands at this time.

"Do you want to make him quieter?" The revolver in Abiot's hand pushed forward a little more.

The timber merchant's eyes were terrified, and his mouth was wide open.

Chen Jianqiu picked up his cane from the ground, and with a slight exertion of both hands, the cane broke in two.

He walked up to the merchant's side and put two severed canes into his clothes.

"I hope you know what respect is." Chen Jianqiu looked at the businessman who didn't dare to move at all and said, "Scott is right, Lincolnshire needs order, and New Mexico needs order too. ”

He stood up and looked at the crowd around him:

"Now, can we talk normally?"

The scene was silent, and although everyone was accustomed to the constant fires around Lincolnshire, for the first time, a sense of oppression and suffocation was felt so tangibly.

"Go on, where did you just go?" Chen Jianqiu turned to the mustache on the stage and asked with interest.

"Well, I mean, this auction is a no-reserve bid." The mustache wiped the sweat from his head.

What the hell did the judge give him, if he hadn't been paid, he wouldn't have been willing to do this a long time ago.

"I'll give you a dollar." Chen Jianqiu compared his index finger.

It's quieter in the exchange.

Including the mustache, everyone was stunned.

Everyone's minds are a little confused.

What does this Chinese mean exactly?

"I'm willing to pay a dollar for this auction to buy Leonard's remaining assets, including the newly acquired land, bonds, and IOUs, and take on all of his liabilities."

Chen Jianqiu emphasized word by word, his voice can be heard inside and outside the exchange.

Everyone began to whisper, they did not dare to speak loudly, for fear of annoying the young man in front of him who could not see his mood.

"If the transaction can be successful, the debtors present can come to us to deal with the debt problem after the trade fair." Chen Jianqiu waved his hand behind him, "We brought enough cash." ”

Li Sifu, who was carrying a suitcase, opened the box in his hand, and inside was a stack of stacked dollar bills, which were dazzlingly green.

The crowd was shocked, and they stared blankly at the dollar bills, not knowing what to say for a while.

"I say that, is it okay? Mr? Chen Jianqiu said to the mustache on the stage.

The sweat on the mustache was even worse, and even though it was winter, he felt hotter than summer.

"Yes, of course, sir!"

"Then you go ahead." A smile appeared on Chen Jianqiu's face.

The mustache hastened to continue his duty, he picked up the small wooden hammer:

"Is there still a price increase?"

"A dollar at a time!"

"One dollar twice!"

"Three times for a dollar!"

"Congratulations to this ...... Eh, what's your last name? ”

"My surname is Chen."

"Oh, congratulations to Mr. Chen, for one dollar, bidding for ownership of Leonard's remaining assets and debts."

The mustache handed a document to Chen Jianqiu, Chen Jianqiu didn't even look at it, and directly handed it to Dylan.

The lawyer swept it and nodded at Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu signed his name on it.

After the mustache withdrew, Chen Jianqiu's people occupied the position of the front desk, where they got a few tables and boxes containing money, and put them aside.

Chen Jianqiu fulfilled his promise and dealt with Leonard's debt to those creditors on the spot.

Attorney Dylan walked back and forth between them, confirming the authenticity and amount of the loan.

At first, most people couldn't believe the truth of the story, and they came with a loan contract or an IOU.

Almost all of them did not expect to get their arrears on the same day.

Settle the arrears of so many people on the spot? Not to mention that this has never happened in Lincolnshire, it is extremely rare in the history of America.

Eventually, a fur merchant came up.

Leonard owes him money that has been delayed for two years, and although the amount is not large and the interest is not high, he has no hope of getting it back.

He sat down with a suspicious expression, but ten minutes later, when he stood up with the dollar in his hand.

Even he thought he was dreaming.

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Chen, you are really a person of high moral character."

The crowd boiled, and creditors rushed up to get their arrears back.

Leonard is a shrewd person and has a background in lending, except for the few in Chen Jianqiu's hands because of the large amount of urgent need and the interest rate is slightly higher, the others are very low.

However, the delay time is really long.

Leonard died, and they thought they didn't even dare to get the principal, but now they can not only get the principal as they wish, but also get the interest.

When these people left the exchange happily, there were praise for Chen Jianqiu everywhere:

"Mr. Chen is really a reputable person, he is a man of his word, and he deserves to be so rich."

"Mr. Chen is really, very rich and trustworthy."

"I look at Mr. Chen's appearance, he is a well-educated and pursuing person."

……

By evening, Leonard's debts were basically cleared.

All creditors received the arrears, including the timber merchant who was kicked to his knees by Chen Jianqiu.

After receiving the arrears and interest, he kept apologizing to Chen Jianqiu, saying that he had no eyes and lived the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, hoping that Lord Chen Jianqiu would have a lot of money and not worry about him.

Then, holding his broken wrist, he left with a thousand thanks.

At night, Chen Jianqiu was half-lying on a large chair in the office on the second floor of Leonard's big villa.

On the table in front of him was a stack of IOUs and loan contracts.

Chen Jianqiu turned his neck and looked at the desktop:

"Now, let's see who owes us money."

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(End of chapter)