"How much?"

Zhao Fuqiang was originally going to sit on the chair opposite Jiang Ningning.

As a result, I was so shocked that I almost missed the seat with my buttocks, and directly performed a fall to the ground.

Jiang Ningning swallowed the noodles in his mouth and smiled at Zhao Fuqiang, "500,000, a lot of points, I'll help you calculate." ”

"Why don't you grab it!" Zhao Fuqiang is not having a good day today, and now, the owner of a small funeral parlor wants to bully him!

Anger erupted.

Facing Zhao Fuqiang's anger, Jiang Ningning smiled lightly, "That can't, I never do anything illegal, my master said that you must abide by the law when you are a man." ”

Zhao Fuqiang was furious, "500,000, do you meet the standards of the Price Bureau?" Discipline? Are you legally blind to me? ”

Jiang Ningning snapped his chopsticks and put them on the bowl, and took out a thick black book from under the counter.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Go straight to a page.

Syllable!

The notebook was placed on the counter.

"Three years ago, on the fifth day of the fourth month, you consumed a one-stop funeral service worth 188,888 from me, and after three years, not a penny has been settled, how should you explain?"

Yes, that's right!

Jiang Ningning started a live broadcast!

【Wow! Boy! 】

[I feel like I haven't seen Ning Ning collect debts for a long time, this familiar formula! ] 】

[Smashing again? It's not, it's not, it's not! 】

[Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up! ] 】

The audience of the barrage doesn't even care who the man in front of them is!

Just want to see the wall smashed!

Wishes are so simple and simple.

In front of the camera, Zhao Fuqiang looked at Jiang Ningning's debt record in front of him in shock.

I vaguely remembered that three years ago, his father died, and he seemed to have found a funeral shop to bury his father in one go.

Didn't he settle the bill?

It shouldn't be, he had already married Sun Hong at that time, and he was very rich.

Zhao Fuqiang raised his eyes in astonishment and looked at Jiang Ningning, "What evidence do you have to prove that I didn't settle the bill?" ”

Jiang Ningning smiled at him, "According to the judicial process, whoever doubts, who presents evidence, now I tell you, if you don't pay off your debts, I will collect debts, if you doubt my statement, please provide evidence." ”

Zhao Fuqiang: ......

What?

I felt like I heard it, but I didn't understand it.

But.

That's not right.

"Even if I didn't settle the bill, I owed more than 180,000 yuan, why should you ask me for 500,000!"

Jiang Ningning flipped the page of the book.

"On the fifth day of June of the second year, your mother died, and you spent the same amount of funeral one-stop service in my store, and there was no settlement."

[Are you lacking in heart? 】

[He didn't settle the 180,000 yuan in the previous year, and you sold it to him the next year? ] Are you sick? 】

Jiang Ningning: ......

She was also curious about what the original owner's mind was thinking.

No wonder there is so much money for demolition and relocation, which is not enough to pay the water and electricity bills.

This can be ghosted.

Jiang Ningning slapped the notebook, "That's right, right?" ”

Zhao Fuqiang's eyelids jumped, and he completely remembered it now.

It is not settled.

Why wasn't it settled at that time?

Oh, there is a fortune teller who says that he is destined to bring fortune, but this fortune will be ruined by the funeral shop, and if he wants to keep this fortune, he must get a fortune from the funeral shop to make up for the part that was destroyed by the funeral shop.

Not long after the fortune teller said it, his father died.

He made thousands of choices and ran all over Xuancheng to find such a one, according to the boss of Wang, who was the same person at the time next door, many people owed money to Jiang's funeral shop.

So he made a quick decision and ordered the most expensive service at Jiang's funeral shop, and then did not pay off the debt.

I remembered it all.

Two hundred and eighty thousand, a total of more than 360,000 is owed.

People charge some interest...... It's about the same, that's 400,000.

Jiang Ningning looked at Zhao Fuqiang's look of thought, "So, count where Kong Yao is, I only charge you 100,000 yuan, not much, right?" ”

Zhao Fuqiang's eyelids jumped, "I don't count!" ”

Turn around and run out.

[Hey! 】

[You don't count, you pay back the money you owe1]

[What kind of person is this, Ning Ning is going to arrest him! 】

[Alarm alarm! 】

The barrage was full of indignation.

Jiang Ningning smiled and said to the water friend: "If I catch him now and come back to pay the money, what do you think about smashing the wall?" ”

Sailors: ......

【Good, good! 】

[Hurry up, hurry up! 】

[Smack! 】

Jiang Ningning finished eating the last bite of noodles, drank the instant noodle soup, wiped his mouth, hung his mobile phone around his neck, got up and walked out.

A small helmet is worn, a small motorcycle is ridden, "Jiang's funeral shop, live debt collection, Jiangbei Village, go!" ”

Zhao Fuqiang rushed out of the funeral shop, lest Jiang Ningning catch up with him and ask for money, so he hurriedly took a taxi.

"Master, go to the Zhengyue community."

The neighborhood where his house is.

His car was parked there before.

Now that the house is gone, the car has to be driven back.

It's really outrageous, if you want to calculate where Kong Yao is, there is still an old account involved?

If he returns the three or four hundred thousand, he will be completely poor.

This year, the old man has gone a lot, why should he pay back the money, he won't pay it back.

Isn't this Jiang Ningning good at smashing walls and sending people in!

hehe

He is divorced now, his home is gone, what a wall to smash!

No walls to smash!

Don't pay it back!

Debts are not repaid, who borrows money and has to pay it back, I have never heard of it1

After getting out of the taxi, Zhao Fuqiang walked to his car while building his mind.

As soon as I walked to the car, my phone rang.

It's a string of unfamiliar phone numbers.

Puzzled for a moment, Zhao Fuqiang connected.

"Hey, hello, is it Mr. Zhao Fuqiang?" On the other side of the phone, a gentle female voice came from the phone.

Zhao Fuqiang opened the car door and sat in the cab, "I am, who are you?" ”

"Oh, I am from the Jiangbei Village Brigade here, and there is a foreign company that has taken a fancy to our Jiangbei Village, and wants to engage in tourism development here, and all the land in our Jiangbei Village will be expropriated, and I want to communicate with you here, under your name, in our village, there is a house with four rooms and a yard, and one acre of water land and two acres of dry land, right?"

Zhao Fuqiang's hands on the steering wheel trembled.

When my mind was full, two words popped up: demolition!

Depend on!

This kind of peerless good luck was met by him?

No wonder fortune tellers say that as long as you owe money to the funeral shop, you can have good luck.

He just refused to pay back the money, and this fortune was smashed?

Zhao Fuqiang almost laughed,

I really want Sun Hong's slut to see, to see that he Zhao Fuqiang is about to become a rich man, he wants to see Sun Hong's regretful face!

Refreshed, Zhao Fuqiang said: "Yes, is it going to be requisitioned now?" What's the price? ”

"That's right, we calculate the housing land according to the cumulative area of the house and yard, and compensate 35,000 per square meter, and give 200,000 yuan per mu of water land and dry land." (End of chapter)