Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Fallen Son

The part of the Lanjiang River that crosses the urban area of Linjiang is like a meandering and tranquil blue ribbon, and the picture is extremely quiet and beautiful, making it difficult to imagine that the older generation talked about the Lanjiang flood disaster a hundred years ago.

Sitting under the parasol by the river and sipping coffee, Zhang Sheng slowly clicked on the news on the Guobang government website.

The riverside in this area is full of cold drink shops, refreshment shops and restaurants, dozens of colorful parasols are erected in front of the rows of small cabins, and under the embankment next to the leisure area, there is a quiet and distant green river, the scenery is picturesque.

Alba sat beside Zhang Sheng, slowly sucking her drink, she wore a white background light red plaid skirt, the short skirt is a pleated skirt of the student uniform style, worn on Alba, it looks particularly fashionable, cute and exquisite, coupled with snow-white knee-length thin socks, pink lace-up leather shoes, Alba is delicate like a European and American style beautiful girl in the comics, and any tourists who pass by her can't help but stare at her a few more times.

And those boys and men, when they looked at Zhang Sheng, their eyes were full of envy and speculation.

Zhang Sheng didn't pay much attention to the people around him, he was watching the news.

On the website of the Guobang government, the interpretation of the Century Home project is naturally indispensable for the recent hot spots, and the latest news is that the prosecutor is summoning domestic businessman Li Boyun to Guobang to participate in the hearing of the Guobang People's Assembly.

When Zhang Sheng was clicking on this news, someone behind him shouted: "Zhang Sheng, is it really you?"

Zhang Sheng turned around, there were several young men and women behind him looking for seats, but the person talking to him was his classmate Li Lei, who, like himself, liked to sit in the last row to listen to the class, but he gradually became familiar with it, and sometimes went to the cafeteria to eat together at noon.

Zhang Sheng smiled and nodded to him, and at this time he also saw Zhou Fan, who was looking east and west dozens of steps away, and saw Zhou Fan take out the phone to dial, Zhang Sheng beckoned to him and shouted: "Mr. Zhou, here"

Zhou Fan turned around, then put away his mobile phone and walked over quickly.

Li Lei and his friends sat under a parasol not far from Zhang Sheng's seat, he looked at Zhang Sheng and Zhang Sheng's side slowly sucking the drink delicate and lovely Alba, he really couldn't figure out what was going on, and he usually couldn't see that the girls around Zhang Sheng were of high quality.

"What to drink?" Zhang Sheng asked Zhou Fan, and gestured to the waiter not far away.

Zhou Fan slowly sat opposite Zhang Sheng, and he didn't know what his mood was, but it was very strange that he felt that it was not as shameful and unacceptable as he imagined

"Mr. Zhang, I really won't be able to get 11 million next year. "Zhou Fan met with the lawyer representing Zhang Sheng yesterday, and what he needs to sign is a repayment agreement, according to which Zhang Sheng will lend him 100 million yuan, which he will pay off in ten years, one period each year, with 11 million in the first year and 12 million in the second year, so as to accumulate until the fifth year of 15 million, the annual repayment amount will be fixed, and until the tenth year, it will be 15 million.

In fact, the interest is not high, slightly higher than the total repayment of bank commercial loans, but the initial repayment is less, and the later repayment is more, which can be said to be extremely favorable.

And next year, as the first year of repayment, it is a window period of more than a year, Zhou Fan also knows that Zhang Sheng's loan conditions are extremely preferential to him, but after thinking about it, by next year, he will definitely not be able to take out 11 million to repay, after all, now he has no family background, and he has lost the relationship with the old man in the family, and wants to earn 100 million from scratch, which is such a simple thing?

Even millions of businesses, now Zhou Fan has not landed, Zhang Sheng's money, he has no confidence to pay it back, but if he doesn't borrow money from Zhang Sheng, he can't get through the difficulties in front of him, maybe he will be thrown into the Lanjiang River by someone.

"Didn't you have confidence in the first year?" Zhang Sheng frowned and said, "Mr. Zhou, my money is not blown by the wind." ”

Zhou Fan sighed, "I know, I just hope that you will be accommodating again, can you, can you, start repaying the loan from the next year?" Now I just want to delay the time as much as possible, and then find a way, but when he says this, he himself has no confidence, after all, it is too difficult for a strong man, and his own condition is a bit ridiculous.

Zhang Sheng didn't expect Zhou Fan to make such a request, so he was stunned and said, "The year after tomorrow?" I feel that I don't know Zhou Fan anymore, this is still the previous Zhou Fan

"Mr. Zhang, you are accommodating, you also know my current conditions, I really can't meet you, if you are accommodating, I can have a way to think. It's already three or four times lower, Zhou Fan suddenly felt natural, it turned out that it was not so difficult to admit it.

Zhang Sheng coughed, glanced at the opponent in front of him who had broken his leg and made him depressed for a long time, thought for a while and said, "In this way, I'll think about it again." ”

Zhou Fan actually smiled and said, "Okay, Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry for you." Then he got up: "What, I won't bother you two, Mr. Zhang, after you think about it, call me." "Although people are down, their eyes are still bright.

Zhang Sheng looked at Zhou Fan's back as he gradually moved away, and couldn't help shaking his head, and he didn't feel that there was the comfort that a winner should experience.

"Selling flowers and selling flowers" A little girl who sells flowers walked around Zhang Sheng several times, Zhang Sheng couldn't help laughing, took out a hundred-yuan bill and handed it to the little girl, pulled a bouquet of roses from the bamboo basket on the little girl's back, and said, "Don't look for it." ”

The little girl bowed again and again, said a few words of thanks, and then stared at a middle-aged fat man and a beautiful lady at the table not far away.

Zhang Sheng handed the rose to Alba and said with a smile: "I gave it to you." ”

Alba smiled slightly: "Thank you, teacher." He carefully took the rose in his hand.

Zhang Sheng asked again, "How about the ability I passed on to you?" When Zhang Sheng said this, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, it was really the same as what Peony said, he was about to become the leader of the cult.

The direction of Zhang Shengnu's mouth is the table of the middle-aged fat man and the young beautiful lady, that is, the table where the little flower girl is wandering.

Alba listened attentively, very seriously, as if this was the teacher's test for her.

"The young lady is asking the uncle for a car, saying that her friend doesn't drive a car under 300,000 yuan now, and she doesn't want to go out of the old car now. After listening for a while, Alba whispered, and looked at the teacher's face, afraid that she had heard it wrong.

Zhang Sheng smiled, pointed to the straw in Alba's cup again, and said, "Can you use a scalpel to cut it into eight completely even pieces in one second?"

Alba nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Zhang Sheng smiled with satisfaction: "It's okay, it seems that I have a successor." As he spoke, music sounded on his phone.

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