Jiang Chunhui pulled her to the seat and said in a different tone:
"I heard that you borrowed a lot, how much is the difference? Even if I take advantage of someone else's danger, I can't just stand by and watch, right? Tell me, how much is the difference?"
This was a life-saving straw. She had to try it no matter what. She spoke with difficulty and said the number thirty-five thousand.
Jiang Chunhui was amused and said: "You are such an honest man, can't you just say that you are still short of 100,000?"
Sang Xiaoyu glanced at him in confusion, and Jiang Chunhui said disapprovingly: "Don't worry, isn't it just thirty-five thousand?"
He opened the briefcase he carried with him, took out a wallet, and then took out a bank card and said:
"I haven't used this card for a long time. There are about 30,000 yuan in it. I really can't remember the exact amount.
In this way, if it's not enough, you call me tomorrow morning and I'll replenish it for you. If there's more, don't be polite, just use it."
Sang Xiaoyu's eyes were red, and tears welled up unconsciously. This was the key to saving her from fire and water.
There will be a court session tomorrow, even if the difference is a thousand dollars, there will still be a lot of trouble.
Seeing that she was moved, Jiang Chunhui felt a little dumbfounded and said, "You are so weird. You didn't want more than 300,000 yuan, but you almost knelt down and kowtowed after you gave her 35,000 yuan."
Sang Xiaoyu kept crying, thinking, they are so different, how can they be the same.
Jiang Chunhui said to himself: "The password is my birthday. By the way, you don't even know my birthday, right? If you really don't know, just ask others, they all know it."
After saying that, he handed her a business card and said, "Don't throw it away this time."
Sang Xiaoyu burst into tears and smiled, nodded a little embarrassedly, and took off her bag, like a skilled worker who was familiar with the job.
Open the bag, take out a small book from it, put it on the blue printing paper, clearly write down thirty-five thousand, and then say that it will definitely not be paid within one year, so write down three years.
Then he signed his name, took out the red ink pad and pressed his fingerprints.
Sang Xiaoyu's movements were so skillful that Jiang Chunhui was a little stunned. Only then did he understand why she was carrying a bag when she came out.
Jiang Chunhui said understandingly: "Let's do this. You pay off everyone's debts, and just pay the last one to me. It doesn't matter three to five years. I trust you, so there is no need for IOUs."
As a human being, leave a thin line so that we can meet again someday. This thirty-five thousand is that thin line. If Jiang Chunhui doesn't spend even a cent, Sang Xiaoyu will most likely never have any contact with him until the end of his life.
Sang Xiaoyu shook his head and said: "I will be able to pay off the money I owe you one day. This love..."
No matter how much Jiang Chunhui delayed, Sang Xiaoyu still stuffed the IOU into his pocket.
Jiang Chunhui took it out, took a look at it, and said with a smile: "Why did you change the word "cut" for the president into the word "zai" for "somersault"?
Sang Xiaoyu blushed. In fact, she only needed to write Jiang Chunhui's name, but she chose to write the CEO. It was indeed meant to please, but she didn't want to backfire.
Jiang Chunhui said disapprovingly: "There is nothing wrong with writing this. Which CEO didn't stumble into this?"
Sang Xiaoyu was amused by her, mainly because Sang Xiaoyu didn't expect to get so much money, and her mood suddenly brightened. The thirty-five thousand that she had been holding back for several days with trembling fear was wiped out in smoke in front of him. This was something Sang Xiaoyu didn't expect.
She had expected 10,000 yuan in her heart, but she was still determined.
Sang Xiaoyu wanted to change the word, but Jiang Chunhui waved his hand and said: "What should I change? It will serve as a warning, which is good."
Jiang Chunhui should be regarded as a gentleman. After learning about Sang Xiaoyu's attitude, he stopped his verbal attack on her.
On the way to send Sang Xiaoyu home, Jiang Chunhui said: "I respect your decision, but you can change your mind at any time, and my promise to you will never change."
He said the phone number on the business card would never change for her.
At this moment, Sang Xiaoyu was still a little moved. She looked at the man in front of her, who was familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time. They were classmates in high school. They had walked together for a long time in their youth.
At that time, he liked her, but she rejected him.
But nearly ten years have passed, why is he still so persistent? Even if he is rich, three hundred and forty thousand is not a small amount, so why is he so generous?
He has his own selfish motives, but realizing his selfish motives at such a high price is enough to show his sincerity towards himself.
What does he love about himself now? Is it just the hidden beauty in the golden house experiencing the pleasure of conquest or fulfilling the dream of his failed first love?
Of course Jiang Chunhui didn't know what she was thinking, he just drove his car to send his beloved woman back.
"I won't leave tomorrow. I will accompany you to the court. After all, I still know many people."
Jiang Chunhui saw that she was in a good mood and wanted to put the icing on the cake.
Sang Xiaoyu wished that there was a strong man by her side, but she couldn't. She had to do everything by herself.
Sang Xiaoyu shook her head and thanked her.
Jiang Chunhui has a lot of thoughts.
If Sang Xiaoyu had agreed immediately when he mentioned the 340,000 yuan, he might not be in a better mood now. On the contrary, now, he felt that he had seen the right person.
When Sang Xiaoyu got out of the car, her mother was standing at the door waiting for her. Jiang Chunhui greeted her mother in a particularly gentlemanly manner.
Sang Xiaoyu saw Jiang Chunhui's car driving away and complained to her mother:
"Mom, what time is it, why are you still not sleeping? You worry about me so much, what should I do? It's too stressful."
Her mother pulled her into the house and said, "How can I feel at ease these days? Tell me, have you borrowed it? Who is he?"
Sang Xiaoyu took out the card and couldn't help but said excitedly: "Classmate, thirty-five thousand is not a lot."
Rare joy bloomed on the mother's face, and she said: "There is no end to the road. We have finally overcome this biggest difficulty."
Sang Xiaoyu felt the same way. She quickly asked her mother to go back to the house to rest and went to bed herself.
What Sang Xiaoyu didn't know was that when she got out of the car, Jiang Chunhui tore up the IOU and threw it out of the car window.
I don't know if he doesn't care about the tens of thousands of dollars or if the "foolish" word makes him feel uncomfortable.
Jiang Chunhui failed again, but it did not affect his good mood.
Sang Xiaoyu is such a woman, and she should be like this, indifferent to more than 300,000 yuan.
If she pounces on him like other women, Jiang Chunhui will definitely be boring.
It's just that he never expected this ending. He thought Sang Xiaoyu needed to be pretentious and reserved, and then he put in enough drama and agreed...
That's okay.
The day of court finally came, and the long day seemed like a lifetime.
The court convenes promptly at ten o'clock.
Sang Xiaoyu was in a nervous mood. She was afraid that Jiang Chunhui's card balance was only 30,000 yuan or much less. She asked Wang Ximo last night when Jiang Chunhui's birthday was.
Wang Ximo asked her strangely why she wanted to know this. Sang Xiaoyu said that he gave her a card to solve her urgent need.
Wang Ximo said that this guy is quite righteous, so I said that he wouldn't die without saving his life.
Wang Ximo also curiously asked how much he had given her. Sang Xiaoyu said that it should be all enough, and the only thing left was to pay back the money.
Wang Ximo told her about his birthday and asked her to tell her if she had any difficulties. Everyone is stronger than one person.
Sang Xiaoyu only focused on the card. If it was not enough, she would have to waste some time.
Sang Xiaoyu went out at eight o'clock. Her mother had to follow her no matter what, so she was worried.
Sang Xiaoyu said that if you go, I will be even more stressed.
The mother then gave up and asked her to call her and tell her the results as soon as possible.
Sang Xiaoyu immediately agreed.
She quickly found an Industrial and Commercial Bank of China and inserted the card. She hoped that the card contained exactly 35,000 yuan because she had paid all the IOUs.
Sang Xiaoyu took a look at the balance, which was thirty-six thousand four hundred yuan.
Sang Xiaoyu almost prayed to heaven. Jiang Chunhui was really different from what he used to be. With a card worth more than 30,000 yuan, he couldn't even remember the amount.
Sang Xiaoyu now refuses to let go of even a penny, wishing she could smash it into pieces.
She withdrew all the money and went directly to the court regardless of time.
Halfway through, she found a public phone and called Fei Jiani.
She was still a little scared and didn't dare to face such a scene head-on.
Fei Jiani quickly replied and asked her how much was left?
Sang Xiaoyu said enough was enough and asked her to accompany him to the court.
Fei Jiani made a fuss and asked how she could get enough?
Sang Xiaoyu didn't have time to elaborate and asked her to come quickly and meet him.
Fei Jiani said that she was on a business trip...
Sang Xiaoyu scolded her, saying that she would never be found when hiring people, and hung up the phone before she could reply.
If he went to find Li Junhao, Sang Xiaoyu thought about it for five minutes and finally gave up.
No one, not even the court officials, expected that Sang Xiaoyu would actually bring the 340,000 yuan to the court.
At ten o'clock, under the auspices of the judge, people rushed to get their share as soon as possible.
Those who get it first hope to dig out some more from her.
The judge enforces the law impartially and takes pains to persuade those who make unreasonable demands.
Li Yiguo was the most seriously injured, and his wife came all the way from the countryside and made the most noise among the crowd, demanding numerous unreasonable payments.
The judge called her out and said that they were responsible for the responsibility behind the scenes because Cheng Weize, the hotel's cook, had outsourced the job, and the main cause of the accident was their improper operation.
When Li Yiguo's wife heard this, she was so scared that her eyes were blank. Her husband was still lying in the hospital. She really didn't know what to do when she was faced with such a large compensation.
The judge told her to stop making trouble and quickly prepare the next period of compensation.
The cause of the accident was caused by him, and the result of further trouble could only be investigated and punished according to law. Only then did Li Yiguo's wife get scared and said that her family didn't have a penny. Wasn't this asking her husband to go out and make more money? But it happened.
Such a thing.
The judge seriously talked about the responsibility for the accident and said that Sang Xiaoyu's part was basically over. These payments were mainly to pay for the goods. The first batch of treatment from the hospital was finally secured, and Li Yiguo's subsequent compensation was not small.
The woman had caused chaos in the world just now, but now she heard that her family had to bear such a big responsibility, and she suddenly felt stupid.
The judge said that things should be done according to the rules. We will solve Sang Xiaoyu's problem first today, and your problem will be the next step in the process.
The judge's words calmed the situation down.
The judge said that the client's attitude of trying her best showed that she was serious and responsible for the accident, and hoped that everyone would understand each other.
With the intervention of the judge, people began to sign and pledge their names in an orderly manner according to the original allocation principle. It took four hours from the opening of the court in the morning to the end of the trial.
Sang Xiaoyu walked out of the court with a heavy heart. This was just the beginning. It was more difficult to pay back the money than to borrow it.
She remembered a famous quote from a female star, and she changed it:
It's hard to make money, it's even harder to borrow money, and it's even harder to repay borrowed money.
She looked up and saw thick, low, gray clouds.
Standing in the gloomy weather, she didn't know where to go. There were roads in front of her in all directions, but none of them belonged to her.
She hurriedly walked through the street, afraid of meeting anyone who knew her. She could escape the passing windows and the trees on both sides of the street, but she could not escape her own shadow.
She originally thought that the money raised would give her a breath of relief, but unexpectedly, a bigger problem was waiting in front of her. The money she had worked so hard to raise was not easy to borrow, so how could she pay it back?
Just now, Panasonic's tone was raised again. When she walked out of the court, she immediately fell into new despair.
That night she stayed awake all night. She just felt sleepy and woke up with anxiety and fear.
She didn't dare to think about it. She didn't know where to start. She didn't know how to repay the more than 300,000 yuan.
Lying on the bed, she felt pain as if her internal organs were being torn apart. The feeling was as specific and clear as the IOU he had typed.
In the first two days, she didn't know what to do, so she lay on the bed and fell asleep. There were countless ideas in her mind, but they were always shattered when the light came out.
She likes to go out for a walk alone in the evening.
When she left the alley, she felt that there were people's shadows everywhere. She was in a trance for a moment. When she took a closer look, she could see who was there in the secluded alley. It was all her imagination.
She didn't dare to go out during the day because she was afraid of meeting acquaintances. The neighbors in her mother's area could tell anyone about her past and present lives whenever they met.
She thought about death again. She now felt that death was such a luxurious and happy thing. If she closed her eyes, would she still have these worries?
Unknowingly, she walked to the direction of the railroad tracks again.
Before she got on the track, she suddenly felt like someone was following her behind her as she walked. She hurriedly stepped back and looked back, and it turned out to be her mother.
When I got home, my mother sighed and said, "Xiaoyu, you can't have such thoughts anymore. Don't go to a dead end. If you do, you will be no different from Cheng Weize."
You are really dead, and it is your son who suffers. How many more years can I live? Xiaoyu, I put my words here, if you walk in front, I will follow.
You can't leave your son to me, can you? You have to admit it when you get into trouble! When you borrow money, don't you make up your mind to pay it back?"
What her mother said was a cliche and contained no new ideas. Sang Xiaoyu warned herself that the thought of death was only for this one time. If she thought about it again, she would push her mother and son to death.
Sang Xiaoyu threw herself into her mother's arms and burst into tears. She said, "Mom, there are more than 300,000 yuan, what should I give in return?"
The mother's eyes were also red and she said: "This is life! Is it difficult to borrow money?
Didn’t you survive the more than 300,000 yuan? You’ll never be able to pay it back if you stay at home!
You don’t have to worry about me and Xiaoyu, my pension is enough for the three of us, and you can pay off the debt without keeping any money you make.”
Sang Xiaoyu wiped her eyes and said: "Mom, how old are you? You have to suffer hardships with me...how did you become my daughter!"