People who have never experienced door-to-door debt collection cannot imagine the horror of being forced to pay debts by a room full of creditors, all kinds of bitter words, pushing and shoving, splashing paint on doors and walls, plastering debt collection notices, and even pouring gasoline at the door.

Fortunately, he is a boy, if he is replaced by a young girl, I am afraid that the plot in the 18X small book of the "Borrowing Gold XX" series will become a reality......

Every time the address was exposed and the creditors blocked the door, Jiang Chanji could only escape from the toilet by urinating or, anyway, he didn't have any luggage.

He was sorry for the landlord he had implicated, because he had made a mess of the room and had to go to great lengths to rent it out, but what could he do? Was it his fault?

Over time, he accumulated a set of reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance experience that should not be what he should have at his age, and became more and more skilled in concealing his whereabouts, and the most important thing was that he could not use his ID card.

In modern society, many things are networked, and there are some powerful guys among the creditors, whether they use their ID cards to rent a house, apply for a part-time job, or buy a bus ticket, the creditors will be approached the next day at the latest.

During one escape, his identity card was lost and was never reissued for the above reasons.

Without an ID card, he will definitely encounter many inconveniences in all aspects of clothing, food, housing and transportation, but if he wants to live, he will have to make a trade-off after all.

Speaking of which, although the landlord's aunt always looks like an angry Tyrannosaurus rex when she urges the rent, since she is willing to take him in without an ID card and has been in arrears of rent, she should actually be considered a good person, right?

Fleeing all the way, Jiang Chanji felt most sorry for the landlords who were implicated by him, if the courier at the door was really disguised by the creditor, then he had to leave before the other creditors heard the news, at least not to splash paint and gasoline here.

Taking a step back, whether the courier is a real courier or not, it is not a good thing to let him keep calling his name at the door, and if it is heard by other residents in the building, it may fall into the ears of creditors, after all, the people living in this dilapidated apartment building are the lowest people in society, and they are likely to be in debt.

So, Jiang Chanji gritted his teeth and said to the door: "Don't knock, don't shout, open the door immediately." ”

The shouting and knocking at the door finally stopped.

Jiang Chanji walked to the door, turned his heart sideways, and slammed the door open.

There was a young man standing outside the door, holding a cardboard box in his hand, wearing a courier's uniform, glaring at Jiang Chanji impatiently, "Isn't this someone in the house? Why don't you open the door? My voice is almost hoarse!"

Jiang Chanji also looked him up and down, muttering in his heart: If this is a creditor in disguise, it is quite similar in disguise......

"I'm sorry, I'm too sleepy, I fell asleep just now, I didn't hear ......" Jiang Chanji apologized in a low voice, glanced at the cardboard box, and said with a smile: "I've kept you waiting." ”

The courier held his breath, the other express mail was delivered, and there was only this one left, he wanted to get off work as soon as he finished delivering, so as to save himself from coming to this remote ghost place tomorrow to deliver it again.

However, Jiang Chanji's apology attitude is very sincere, even if the courier brother is very angry, it is not easy to have a seizure, he can only sigh that he is unlucky, he is too lazy to quarrel with Jiang Chanji, and he looks forward to signing for work as soon as possible and going home to take a shower to relieve fatigue.

"Are you Jiang Chanji?" he confirmed as a matter of routine.

"Yes. Jiang Chanji smiled and nodded.

"Sign it. The courier grimaced and pointed to the blank space on the receipt and handed over the pen.

Jiang Chanji signed his name as he said.

"Pen. The courier glared.

"Oh, I'm sorry!"

Jiang Chanji hadn't received a courier for too long, and he forgot to return the pen to others, and almost put it in his pocket.

The courier took the pen and the receipt, stuffed the carton into Jiang Chanji's arms, turned around and left, Jiang Chanji could still hear him whispering as he walked, nothing more than complaining that Jiang Chanji had something wrong with his ears.

Jiang Chanji was not angry, after all, he deliberately rubbed it first, delaying people's off-duty time, and besides, he had long been accustomed to the curses of creditors who were a hundred times more vicious than this, but he felt a little happy, this seemed to be a real courier.

He cautiously looked left and right, and the doors of the other residents on the floor were closed, and no one came out to watch the excitement.

Not every room in a low-cost apartment building is occupied, and the tenants are always self-defeating, with little nosy in mind.

He secretly prayed that the tenants at this time were all working outside, and that no one had returned to the apartment, and no one had heard the shouting and conversation.

Jiang Chanji returned to the house with the cardboard box, locked the door, put his ear to the door and listened to the movement outside for a while, confirming that no one was walking in the corridor, and then his eyes fell on the cardboard box.

The courier information posted on the carton is written with the names "Du Shen" and "Du Sheng" in the "Sender" column, which is a very unfamiliar name for Jiang Chanji.

His name does appear in the "To" column.

"Du Shen...... Du Sheng ...... "He recited it silently several times.

Nima ...... Isn't this a homonym for "God of Gamblers" and "Saint of Gambling"?

He immediately understood the identity of the sender, it was none other than his...... Parents with water in their heads.

From the two pseudonyms they chose, you can understand the reason why they owe a lot of debt, right?

And why they claim to be "making a comeback" but can't trust their creditors – who would believe two gamblers who have abandoned their homes and run away?

Jiang Chanji has fallen to today's miserable state, and he is only one step away from starving to death, which is entirely due to these two unreliable parents.

He was so angry that he lifted the cardboard box, and he wanted to throw it on the ground and stomp it hard!

Now, they actually remember that they have a son?

Anger and grievance filled his chest, and even his stomach stopped growling for a while, and he lifted the cardboard box several times, but finally did not have the heart to break it.

"Let's see what they're sending...... "what if it's food?" he muttered.

In fact, he would rather send money, a carton full of money, but he knew that it was not realistic, and the courier company could not agree to mail a large amount of cash.

Shh

Thinking that the carton might be food, he tore open the seal and opened the carton like a hungry dog.

Then there was a lot of disappointment.

Not the cakes, pastries, hams, canned food, and other satisfying food he was hoping for, just a white bottle of drink—presumably a drink, in a clear glass bottle anyway, surrounded by styrofoam and used newspapers as a cushion to prevent it from shattering during transportation.

A piece of letterhead pressed under the bottle bears his father's handwriting: a super-precious potion of invisibility.

What the hell? Send a bottle of Trensu!