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Chapter 48 The Flies' Shoulders

Seeing Tian Lingling disappear, Cai Gen was depressed for a long time, took a puff of the cigarette in the ashtray, lit it again, then walked to the kitchen, looked at himself in the mirror, and started experimenting non-stop.

"As long as you are kind-hearted."

"Benevolence is with you."

"Renxin, please show up. I'll summon you."

"I command you, show up, Renxin."

Looking at myself in the mirror, I looked very silly. I took a puff of cigarette, came to the bar, and looked at the quartz clock. It was past 12 o'clock. Where is my job?

If you continue to be so lifeless, you don’t need to give kindness to others, you have to give it to yourself.

The door opened, and there was a clear ringing sound. Now Cai Gen was scared when he heard it, not knowing what was coming in.

Fly? Did something happen to him? Is he a human or a spirit? Why is he standing at the door and giggling?

Cai Gen walked out of the bar and slapped the fly.

"Who are you? Why are you laughing?"

The slap was so sudden that the fly was stunned. Then he felt a little aggrieved and his eye circles were red.

"Why are you hitting me? I saw you were lonely looking after the store alone, so I bought some delicious food to drink with you. Are you sick? Are you sick?"

As he spoke, Cai Gen raised the plastic bag in his hand. When Cai Gen saw it, he saw a bag of chicken feet and a bag of peanuts.

Well, he is a living person. He is here to drink. Cai Gen is in urgent need of drinking to stabilize his chaotic mood.

He quickly apologized and said haha,

"It's not safe to walk at night. I'll help you get rid of the dirty things. Do you have food to eat and no wine to buy?"

The fly obviously didn't believe this explanation, but he still asked.

"Can you see something dirty? Do I have any on me? Don't you have wine here? What else should I buy?"

As expected, they were here to drink. Cai Gen took the plastic bag and put it on a plate.

The peanuts are spiced, the chicken feet are dried, and this vegetable is suitable for beer. Alas, I have no work to do, so I have to drink it with wine.

The fly also followed Cai Gen to the back kitchen, opened the freezer naturally and casually, took a box of ice shrimps, and didn't forget to carry a box of beer.

A box of 18 ice shrimps, sold for 18 yuan, earned 8 yuan per box, gone.

Sitting in the front hall, Fei Fei opened the beer, poured it for Cai Gen diligently, took an ice shrimp, and said to Cai Gen,

"Lao Gen, try these chicken feet. You can't buy them without asking others. They have limited quantities."

Yes, he was right, it is a limited quantity. Only 10 air-dried chickens can be made to save a bag of chicken feet. It tastes good and is very cheap at 15 yuan, but it should not be as delicious as the ice shrimp.

Cai Gen took a sip of beer and picked up a piece of chicken feet. The air-dried chicken feet were black and tasted like compound spices. They were very salty and went well with alcohol.

"Why are you here so late? Aren't you going to send the child off tomorrow? Aren't you going to cook for the child?"

Putting the ice shrimp into his mouth and taking a sip of beer, the fly said bitterly,

"I originally accompanied Liangliang to Wang Lei's mother's house, but there was no one there. He didn't come back until after 10 o'clock in the evening. When I asked, guess what?"

Do you still want to bury the suspense? Cai Gen did not cooperate and continued to drink. The fly probably did not expect Cai Gen to answer him and continued,

"It was said that Wang Lei suddenly came home last week, kowtowed to his parents, and then left. No one knew where he went. Then various creditors came to the door, totaling more than 2 million. His father immediately suffered from cerebral thrombosis.

He has been hospitalized. Wang Lei ran away. He didn’t even want to work anymore, so he just ran away."

More than 2 million? A small office clerk with an annual salary of 40,000 to 50,000 would not be able to earn more than 2 million in 30 to 40 years. It would be normal if he ran away.

Cai Gen asked casually,

"How much do I owe you?"

After drinking a large glass of beer in one gulp, the fly continued to look like he had lost money, and his face continued to be bitter.

"The more than 30 loans that Liangliang borrowed from me were all lent to Wang Lei, and Liangliang guaranteed them. The more than 20 loans that Liangliang borrowed from me were also lent to Wang Lei, so the total number is more than 50."

More than 50? This does not comply with the risk control of flies? Cai Gen asked doubtfully

"It's not your son. You failed in risk control?"

When it comes to this, the fly is very angry,

"Liangliang borrowed more than 20 coins from me, not Wang Lei. If you tell me the truth, there is no way I could lend them to him."

This information was a bit surprising. Cai Gen continued to ask,

"How many benefits did Liangliang get to trust Wang Lei so much?"

The fly sighed and said,

"Liangliang said that it was when he was a child, and his parents knew each other and were in the same work unit, so he felt relieved. As for the benefits, he said he didn't get them, but I don't believe him."

Well, Cai Gen doesn't really believe it. In the current credit environment, only small circles have a relatively high credit level, but for more than 500,000, it is obviously beyond the general level.

"Then, do you want to carry this 500,000 yuan?"

Speaking of this key topic, the fly opened another bottle of beer and drank it in one gulp.

"He said he was responsible, but it was not 500,000, but 700,000. Liangliang also asked a colleague at the work to guarantee a loan of 200,000 to Wang Lei."

500,000 is about the same as 700,000. If you take it all on, you won’t be able to recover easily. What does it have to do with it?

Cai Gen was a little worried about Liangliang. He stared at the fly and bumped his wine glass against him.

"What do you think? The interest has been almost the same over the years, right?"

This question stumped the fly. It seemed that he had not thought about it well. After all, he got to know Liangliang through Cai Gen.

"Lao Gen, what do you think I should do? I want to stop the interest first and see what Liangliang's repayment plan is. Even if I can't pay it back at once, I still have to give me interest. What do you think?"

Oh, flies are here today to seek support and want to occupy a relatively favorable position morally? You ask me if this is okay? What should I say? The money is not mine.

"You can do whatever you want, but don't be too greedy. There is no such thing as a suitable family."

The fly was a little excited when he heard what Cai Gen said.

"Why am I greedy? Liangliang also makes money from sewing. If something goes wrong, I need the money reasonably."

Cai Gen took a sip of wine and thought for a while, deciding how to say this.

"When you lend money to friends in this small circle, do you have any collateral?"

The fly was surprised to have this question, so he answered it directly,

"Only IOUs, no mortgage."

"Then why?"

"Because we have been friends for so many years, if we don't miss this little money, we can pay it back even if we sell everything."

Cai Gen put down the chicken feet in his hand and began his summary,

"You have enjoyed low risk and high returns, which is not in line with the characteristics of small loans. So, shouldn't you lose some returns while enjoying the safety of your principal?"

The fly fell into silence. It was real money, 500,000 and 2 cents in profit, and a net profit of 10,000 yuan a month. Making a choice between conscience and 10,000 yuan was obviously beyond the fly's psychological endurance. Regarding Cai Gen's words

There is no way to refute it. They are all adults, who is smarter than whom?

While rubbing his shoulders and holding a wine glass, Fly began to change the topic,

"My shoulders hurt at night, so I came to drink."

Cai Gen also looked at the fly's shoulder. There was nothing special about it, but when he raised his head, he was startled.

In the reflection of the glass door, an old lady was sitting on the fly's shoulder, facing the fly with a sinister sneer on her face.


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