Wen Zheng never expected that a trip to "go home" after so many years would be filled with nothing but feathers.
He couldn't say how angry he was when people came to collect debts on the second day of the Lunar New Year.
It is your duty not to help, but it is your duty to help. When your family was in trouble, if people were willing to help you, you owed them a favor.
However, before Wen Zheng could speak, his mother stood in front of Wen Zheng, and while inviting everyone to sit in the room, she winked at Wen Zheng and asked him to take Lin Qingge to the side room.
Wen Zheng didn't move or speak.
He wanted to see what kind of tricks this group of people could pull off, and he also wanted to know what kind of life his family lived in the village.
There are some things that you either don’t do or not, but whenever you do something, you must do it right.
Lin Qingge quietly moved closer to Wen Zheng. At this moment, she could only be described as well-behaved.
In the blink of an eye, the cramped hall was filled with people.
There was heavy snowfall outside and smoke filled the house.
The leading middle-aged man glanced at Wen Zheng with a cigarette in his mouth, then looked at his mother and said, "It's not that we don't show affection, we have to come here to mention this during the Chinese New Year. It's just... Haha, you should know in your heart,
If your man is gone, your son is already in debt, and if he finally comes back, we can't let our money go to waste, right?"
Someone echoed: "Your son happens to be here. The father's debt must be paid by the son. If he leaves again, we can't force you to live in a womanly family."
Everyone began to express their opinions.
"Wen Zheng is a grown man now. He should have saved some money over the years."
"Yes, I already have a car. Even though it's just a broken van, it's still worth tens of millions of dollars."
"I don't have high demands. I just need to give you an accurate answer today. When I used to get you money, you promised to pay it back before the end of the year, but this...hehe, you just need to know it in your heart."
"I heard that your son is a big star. As a star, he can't afford to pay tens of thousands of dollars to us. Do you guys think so?"
"What kind of celebrity? Didn't you read the news that he owed hundreds of millions?"
"No, the village chief's family is all big. If he is really rich, why would he drive a shabby van?"
"A skinny camel is bigger than a horse."
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Wen Zheng's mother looked embarrassed when she saw this, but she still forced a smile and said, "I will definitely return the money to everyone."
Before she could finish speaking, the leading middle-aged man interrupted: "Don't just talk, you have some action, right? What kind of nephew, you don't say a word?"
When Wen Zheng saw the other party approaching him, he stopped watching.
He chuckled and said, "How much money does my family owe you? Is it worth it for you to come and stare at me during the Chinese New Year? Just tell me the number."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was extremely surprised.
This guy has such a strong tone. The total IOUs of the people who came today are hundreds of thousands at least, and that doesn’t include the people who didn’t show up.
The middle-aged man's face was trembling, and he said with a smile: "Look, I like young people talking. So start with me first, and I will do the math for you, lest others say I bully you."
"you say."
Wen Zheng replied calmly.
The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "When you wanted to sell your house and the vegetable field in front of it, I paid 80,000 yuan to take over it. But I gave you 200,000 yuan at a time, which is equivalent to borrowing 120,000 yuan from your house.
.Ask your mother if this is the case."
Wen Zheng's face turned gloomy when he heard this.
Even in rural areas, houses and land are not so cheap. How about a large vegetable field plus a house for only 80,000 yuan?
This is clearly taking advantage of the situation!
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Zheng's mother said in surprise: "Why is it 120,000 yuan?! We agreed at the beginning that the house and land, including furniture and goods from the supermarket, would be given to a total of 180,000 yuan. I only borrowed 20,000 yuan more."
Ah. Or you said you want to round up the whole number."
The middle-aged man also changed his expression and said sternly: "Why, you want to default on the debt! The village chief was present when the transfer was made. We also had a contract, and it was clearly written on it that the transfer fee was 80,000 yuan! I didn't give up the money I borrowed.
You wrote an IOU, and you want to default on the debt? It’s a shame that the village chief saw that I gave you two hundred thousand!”
As he spoke, he took out the contract from his pocket and slapped it on the table. He stared at Wen Zheng fiercely and said, "Boy, please see clearly!"
Wen Zheng took a quick look and saw that the contract actually said 80,000 yuan.
At this time, her mother was dumbfounded and murmured: "This is not the original contract, this is definitely not the original contract!"
Lin Qingge reached out and picked up the contract and looked at it, but found no signs of fraud.
Wen Zheng couldn't help but ask: "How was this contract signed?"
His mother said with tears in her eyes: "We negotiated the price that day, and he gave the money first and said he didn't want an IOU, so I didn't think much and signed the contract. The original contract wasn't like this!
"
"Ouch!"
A scream attracted everyone's attention.
"Fuck! How dare you bite me!"
The middle-aged man kicked Sister Wen Zheng, rubbed her wrists, and glared viciously at the little girl who fell to the ground.
When Wen Zheng, who was studying the contract, saw it, the little girl screamed and rushed over again.
"Bad guy! Don't bully my mother!"
"Snapped!"
A slap was slapped on the little girl's face, and just when the hateful-looking middle-aged man was about to kick her again, Wen Zheng took action.
He rushed out with a lunge, first picked up the little girl with a fierce breast, and then kicked the middle-aged man out with his feet.
To put it mildly, the middle-aged man is a street kid who specializes in collecting debts for people in the city. He can be considered a bit of a brute force, but he is no match for Wen Zheng.
The legs of the two collided, and he fell directly over, clutching his leg and grinning in pain as he lay on the ground.
"Sister-in-law! This child of yours should be taken care of!"
The middle-aged man said viciously, "This little bastard bites, and the older ones just hit them. How educated is he?"
Wen Zheng was just stroking the slap mark on his daughter's face with a distressed expression.
The rest of the people were so excited that they didn't even dare to breathe.
Wen Zheng looked at the man who was still lying on the ground and sneered: "Hit someone? Haha... let's talk about the contract first."
"It's written in black and white, what's there to say?"
The middle-aged man looked fierce, "Pay back the money! You have to pay back the money no matter what you say today, and the medical expenses will be calculated separately!"
At this moment, Lin Qingge took the contract and asked: "I don't understand why there are some irrelevant scratches on this contract, as if someone had written on this piece of paper. Auntie, please excuse me.
Take out our contract and let me see if there are any traces of this."
Wen Zheng's mother was stunned when she heard this, and quickly handed her daughter to Wen Zheng and hurried into the house.
The middle-aged man's face looked gloomy and uncertain.
He hesitated for a moment, then immediately shouted: "Who the hell are you? What does this have to do with you? I advise you to mind your own business, let alone slander others! We are here to ask for a bill today. If we don't have money, we will take things."
top!"
Lin Qingge shook the contract and sneered: "If my guess is true, you will be jailed."
While talking, Wen Zheng's mother looked panicked and took out a piece of white paper with only her signature.
Wen Zheng instantly understood that he had been deceived with a faded pen!
Lin Qingge was full of confidence and was about to attack, but Wen Zheng stopped her first and said to everyone: "When my family is in trouble, I would like to thank all my uncles for helping me. I, Wen Zheng, am here to formally thank you all." After that, he said deeply.
He bowed to everyone.
Everyone who had been calmed down by Wen Zheng's unintentional hand before saw Wen Zheng being so polite now had no choice but to smile in return.
At least that's how it looks.
Wen Zheng continued: "I can give you the money I owe you now. I have enough cash in my car. Can anyone please inform anyone who hasn't come yet? I just came back and I don't know much about these things. Thank you for your help."
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the middle-aged man on the ground had no choice but to stumble, hold up the chair by himself, and sit up again.
He said coldly: "You have to pay me back the money, and the interest must not be less! There are also medical expenses, we will calculate this separately. If you lose a penny, I will not be done with you!"
Wen Zheng glanced at him sideways and said with a smile: "Our accounts will be settled at the end."
Seeing everyone looking at him, he knew that no one believed him, so under everyone's gaze, he slowly walked towards the dust-covered van.
After the trunk was opened, everyone saw Wen Zheng taking out a hand-held travel bag from among the dazzling array of New Year goods.
Seeing this, Lin Qingge couldn't help but hold his forehead and sigh.
When she finished shopping for gifts and loaded them into the car, she saw this bag. She thought Wen Zheng was packing tools or something else, but she never expected that it actually contained money.
Carrying millions of cash in the trunk at all times, apart from the coal boss, probably only Wen Zheng can do this.
Wen Zheng walked into the house carrying the bag and opened it in front of everyone. It was filled with wads of banknotes.
Except for Lin Qingge, everyone was dumbfounded and swallowed hard. This was the first time they had seen so much cash. It was so cute!
"I'm afraid it's hundreds of thousands."
"I've never seen the world. How can there be so many hundreds of thousands? I think there are at least a few million miles."
"This guy from the Wen family is still good."
"Quickly notify others to come and collect the money with the IOUs. The Wen family's God of Wealth is back."
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In whispers, Wen Zhengchong smiled at his mother, who looked a little dull: "Actually, it's easy for me to make money, so I've really finished paying off the accounts long ago."
His mother opened her mouth, but tears finally fell like rain.
The younger sister, whose origins were unclear, reached out to wipe her mother's tears and turned to glare at Wen Zheng.
Wen Zheng reached out to rub his sister's head, but was pricked by a needle and avoided it, and almost got bitten.
Lin Qingge reminded: "Hurry up and settle the account. I'll contact my friends at the hospital first to see if I can get a helicopter to take your dad to the hospital."
Wen Zheng did not hide the gratitude in his eyes, but he simply said "hmm".
Soon, under the watchful eyes of Wen Zheng's mother, many people in the house got their money. The smallest arrears were 30,000 yuan, and the largest arrears were only 110,000 yuan. The total expenditure was less than 100,000 yuan.
Four hundred thousand.
Wen Zheng gave the money and cigarettes to each person, not forgetting to say thank you politely.
As for interest, no one else mentioned it, and he didn't take the initiative to calculate it.
He has his own thoughts on this matter.
First of all, it is only for a period of two or three months, and the interest is not much. This amount of money is nothing to him; secondly, he is from the same village, and if he takes the initiative to give it, it will not only make you feel uncomfortable, but also make you feel unlucky.
The impression that a person is stupid and has too much money.
It doesn't matter to him, but his parents still have to live here.
If you can avoid the trivial annoyances in the village, try to avoid them. When you come back to visit and say thank you, it would actually look better if you give a larger red envelope to someone else's child.
At this time, only the middle-aged man who had led the way was left in the room.
Wen Zheng tapped the very fishy contract a few times with his fingers and said with a smile: "Except for those who haven't come yet, all that's left is your account. Let's settle it carefully."