Live debt collection, one follow the whole network scared to cry!

"How many?"

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

As a result, I was so shocked that I almost lost my butt to the seat and fell to the ground.

Jiang Ningning swallowed the noodles in her mouth and smiled at Zhao Fuqiang, "50, every penny is a lot, I'll help you figure it out."

"Why don't you go grab it!" Zhao Fuqiang has had a bad day today. Now, does the owner of a small funeral shop want to bully him?

Anger breaks out instantly.

Facing Zhao Fuqiang's anger, Jiang Ningning smiled and downplayed it, "That's not possible. I never do anything that breaks the law. My master said that as a person, you must abide by the law."

Zhao Fuqiang was furious, "50, do you meet the price bureau's standards? Are you abiding by the law? Do you think I am blind to the law?"

Jiang Ningning slapped her chopsticks on the bowl and took out a thick black leather book from under the counter.

Whoa whoa whoa!
Turn directly to a certain page.

Snapped!
The book was placed on the counter.

"Three years ago, on the fifth day of April, you purchased a one-stop funeral service from me worth RMB 18. Three years later, not a penny has been settled. How should you explain it?"

Yes, that's right!

Jiang Ningning started a live broadcast!

【Ouch!Good guy! 】

[It feels like I haven’t watched Ning Ning collect debts for a long time, this is a familiar formula! 】

【Are you going to smash it again?Is it, is it, is it not! 】

[Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up! 】

The viewers of the barrage no longer even care about who the man in front of them is!
I just want to see the wall smashed!
The wish is so simple and simple.

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

He vaguely remembered that his father passed away three years ago, and he seemed to have found a funeral parlor to bury his father in one package.

Didn't he settle?

That shouldn't be the case. He had already married Sun Hong at that time and was very rich.

Zhao Fuqiang raised his eyes in shock 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 claims it is the one who provides evidence. Now I am telling you that if you don't repay the debt, I will collect the debt. If you doubt my statement, please provide evidence."

Zhao Fuqiang:......

What?
I feel like I heard it but didn’t understand it.

but.

its not right.

"Even if I didn't settle the bill, I owed more than 18 yuan. Why do you want 50 yuan from me?"

Jiang Ningning flipped through the pages of the book.

"On the fifth day of June of the following year, your mother passed away. You spent the same amount on one-stop funeral services in my store, and there was no settlement."

[Are you short-sighted? 】

[He didn’t settle the settlement of 18 yuan the previous year, but you still sold it to him the next year?What's wrong with you? 】

Jiang Ningning: ...

She was also curious about what the original owner was thinking.

No wonder the demolition money is not enough to pay utility bills.

Only if this is possible can there be ghosts.

Jiang Ningning took the note and said, "That's right?"

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

It's not settled.

Why wasn't it settled at that time?
Oh, there is a fortune teller who said that he is destined to have wealth, but this wealth will be destroyed by the funeral shop. If he wants to keep this wealth, he must get a sum of money from the funeral shop to make up for the money destroyed by the funeral shop. that part of.

It happened that not long after the fortune teller said, his father passed away.

He searched thousands of places and traveled all over Xuancheng before he found one like this one. According to Boss Wang, his colleague next door at the time, many people owed Jiang's funeral shop money.

So he made a prompt decision and ordered the most expensive service at Jiang's Funeral Shop, and then failed to repay the debt.

I remembered it all.Two hundred and eighty thousand, totaling more than 36 owed.

They charge some interest... not bad, that is, 40.

Jiang Ningning looked at Zhao Fuqiang's remembering look, "So, let's figure out where Kong Yao is. I'll only charge you 10 yuan, not much, right?"

Zhao Fuqiang's eyelids twitched, "I won't count it!"

Turn around and run out.

【Hey! 】

[Forget it, just pay back the money you owe 1]

[Who is this person? Ningning, go catch him! 】

[Call the police! 】

The barrage was full of indignation.

Jiang Ningning smiled and said to the water friends: "If I catch him now and come back to pay him back, how will you think about smashing the wall?"

Water friend: ...

【Okay! 】

【Hurry up! 】

[Smack, smack! 】

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

Put on the little helmet and ride the little motorcycle, "Jiang's Funeral Shop, live broadcast debt collection, Jiangbei Village, let's go!"

Zhao Fuqiang rushed out of the funeral shop, fearing that Jiang Ningning would catch up with him and demand money, so he hurriedly took a taxi.

"Master, go to Zhengyue Community."

The neighborhood where his house is located.

His car had been parked there before.

Now that the house is gone, the car must come back.

It's really outrageous. I want to figure out where Kong Yao is, but an old debt is involved?
If he paid back the three to four hundred thousand, he would be completely pauper.

There are so many bad guys these days. Why should he not pay back the money?

Isn't this Jiang Ningning good at breaking down walls and sending people in?
Ha ha,

Now that he is divorced and has no home, why should he smash a wall!

No wall to smash!

Don’t pay back the money!

Not paying back your debt is the right thing to do. Whoever borrows money still has to pay it back? I’ve never heard of it 1
After getting out of the taxi, Zhao Fuqiang made some mental preparations for himself while walking towards his car.

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

It's an unfamiliar phone number.

After a moment of confusion, Zhao Fuqiang answered.

"Hello, are you Mr. Zhao Fuqiang?" A gentle female voice came from the other side of the phone.

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

"Oh, I am from the Jiangbei Village brigade. A foreign company has taken a fancy to our Jiangbei Village and wants to develop tourism here. All the land in our Jiangbei Village will be expropriated. I would like to communicate with you. , in our village, we have a house with four rooms and a yard and one acre of watered land and two acres of dry land under your name, right?"

Zhao Fuqiang's hands trembling on the steering wheel were shaking.

Two words popped up in my mind: demolition!

Depend on!
This kind of unparalleled good luck happened to him?

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

He just refused to pay back the money, and now his fortune has been ruined?

Zhao Fuqiang almost laughed out loud,

I really want that bitch Sun Hong to see that Zhao Fuqiang is going to become a rich man soon. He really wants to see Sun Hong’s regretful face!
Feeling refreshed, Zhao Fuqiang said: "Yes, are we going to requisition it now? What's the price?"

"It's like this. We calculate the housing land based on the cumulative area of ​​the house and yard. The compensation is 20 yuan per square meter. For wetland and dry land, [-] yuan per acre." (End of Chapter)