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Chapter 4 Debt Collection and Borrowing
Ten days later.

"Mom, I plan to go out and find a job tomorrow. By the way, I will bring my notebook to write online novels to make money." Zhang Wufeng said to his mother Peng Houfang after dinner.

"Isn't it great that we have an Internet connection at home?" Peng Houfang was a little puzzled. There was no one at home, and if her son also went out to work, she would be alone at home and would be very lonely indeed.

"Mom, please let my sister and brother-in-law come back, or let Ranran come to live at home. My sister likes it here very much." Zhang Wufeng said calmly.

"She, she is willing to leave her husband!" Peng Houfang was a little unhappy.

"If you are alone at home now, there is an Internet cable at home. I bought her a laptop at the beginning of the year. She will come here because she can access the Internet. Ranran should go to school soon, so it's fine here." Zhang Wufeng said with a smile. He knew his sister very well.

"Well, I'll make a phone call and ask. You can go out and relax. After a while, I'll ask someone to introduce you to a girl nearby. Then you can come back and go on a blind date with that girl." Peng Houfang obviously didn't want Zhang Wufeng to be too depressed, so she was silent for a moment and then agreed.

Zhang Wufeng heard this, but he gave a helpless smile and said, "Don't worry about this. With your son's ability, there is no need to rush. If Dad hadn't been in poor health, I wouldn't have gotten married at the age of 24."

"What do you mean I don't worry? The worst of the three unfilial acts is not having a descendant. Do you know that? I'm already so old, I want to have a grandson anyway..."

Peng Houfang started nagging again. Zhang Wufeng had no choice but to smile bitterly and could only vaguely agree to his mother's request to come back for a blind date after a while.

……

In the evening, after packing his luggage, Zhang Wufeng sat in front of the computer desk.

After turning on the computer, Zhang Wufeng logged directly into the bank's online banking system and checked the balance. When he saw that there was only 281 yuan, he couldn't help but smile bitterly again.

This month's salary will not be issued until the 15th, and today is only the 6th. In recent days, because he was immersed in the practice of the third eye, and the subscription of the novel "The Rebirth of Emperor Wu" was too poor, he did not write much, so this month's income was also quite tragic, only less than yuan.

"281 yuan is not enough for travel expenses. If I want to survive, from the 7th to the 15th, the eight days will cost me about 600 yuan. After deducting travel expenses and some special circumstances for finding a job, I will probably have to spend about yuan."

Zhang Wufeng made a simple estimate and then frowned. If he wanted to go out, he wouldn't be able to get through even these few days?
He didn't want to ask his mother for money, even though his mother Peng Houfang still had tens of thousands of yuan in her hands. But he couldn't bring himself to ask for it, as it would only make his mother more sad.

"Let my friends pay back some of the money, just 1000 yuan. If they are in trouble, I will lend it to them on the 15th. Those people often ask me to borrow money, and some of them still owe me several thousand yuan. It's okay to ask them now." Zhang Wufeng pondered for a moment, then opened the YO chat software.

As an online writer, Zhang Wufeng has a lot of friends in YO, which are divided into ten categories. There are 497 friends in total. In addition to readers, web editors and other friends, there are nearly 30 people online.

After thinking about it, Zhang Wufeng went directly to find his good friend Ye Xiang, to whom he had supported him with nearly 10,000 yuan in living expenses when he was down and out. At this moment, Ye Xiang happened to be online.

"Xiangzi, can you give me 1000 first? I recently divorced my wife, and my novel is a failure. I'm going to go out to work and I have no money." Zhang Wufeng thought about it. Xiangzi was a good friend of his who had been supported by him for a year and a half. When he was down and out, he could only sleep on the overpass in the big city, but in the three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment he rented, he had plenty of cigarettes, alcohol, fish and meat every meal, and had fun for a year and a half.

After waiting for about five minutes, Ye Xiang still didn't reply. Not only that, the other party's avatar turned black.

Zhang Wufeng frowned slightly, then thought for a moment and sent another deceptive message: "Why didn't you reply after seeing it? If you have any difficulties, I wouldn't be unreasonable if you explain it to me, right?"

Soon, the other party's black avatar lit up and jumped: "Brother, where do I have money now? I want to ask you for help. I am doing business, but I am losing money. Business is bad and I am not making any money..."

Seeing the other party's reply, Zhang Wufeng smiled sarcastically. When you got engaged two months ago, I gave you a gift of 1000 yuan. You laughed and said that you made yuan and were going to buy a car. Now you can't take out yuan? You are kidding me!
After thinking about it, Zhang Wufeng suddenly realized that most of his friends in this circle were born in the 80s. They are under great pressure from things like marriage and housing, and it has only been one or two years since they graduated. They probably don't have much money. In 2010, one thousand yuan is indeed a lot for them.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wufeng felt relieved a little, but he didn't plan to say anything to those friends who knew him well. It was enough for them to understand it in their hearts. A little money was enough to see through a person.

"Di Zai, do you have enough money recently? I'm in a bit of a pickle lately. Please lend me 500 yuan for emergency. I'll pay you back on the 15th of this month!"

This is the second friend who has a very close relationship with Zhang Wufeng. After learning that Zhang Wufeng was divorced, he called to comfort him, patting his chest and saying that if he had any difficulties, he could come to him and he would definitely go through fire and water for him!

This person was also Zhang Wufeng’s classmate from junior high school to high school. They were from the same town but a different village.

"Uh, sorry, my uncle said he wanted to do business, and he just borrowed 20,000 yuan today..."

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything." Zhang Wufeng sighed slightly, and was immediately disappointed with this friend. You know, this person still owed him 3,000 yuan! And, most importantly, Zhang Wufeng knew clearly that the other party didn't have an uncle at all! His mother only had two sisters, and he directly called the husbands of his mother's sisters the eldest and the youngest uncles. So, this lie was really funny.

At this time, Zhang Wufeng actually no longer planned to collect the debt. 281 yuan was enough to survive even if he was poor. Even if he had no money, it would not necessarily be a problem for him!

However, this incident made Zhang Wufeng see many things clearly. Although he had always understood this truth, he now experienced it personally, and this feeling was indeed a little unacceptable.

Relatives and loved ones are actually all so snobbish and realistic! Although Zhang Wufeng didn't have much money before, he had always been well-off and had enough for his daily needs, so he didn't want to think about it too deeply.

Share weal and woe, add insult to injury, provide timely assistance, and add icing on the cake.

There are few people who help others in times of trouble, but many who add insult to injury. There are few people who share weal and woe, but many who add icing on the cake!

this is the truth!

This incident made Zhang Wufeng's face a little cold. He glanced at these YO friends and then chose the third friend who was online.

This is no longer about borrowing money for the purpose of collecting debts or borrowing money, but about borrowing money for the purpose of testing.

In the past ten days, Zhang Wufeng felt that as long as he cracked the special ability of the third eye and the secret of that space, he would definitely become an absolutely successful person! This is absolutely beyond doubt! When he has superpowers, playing with antiques, gambling on stones, and exploring treasure hunting, etc., any one of them is enough to make a fortune! Even if he doesn't do these, without superpowers, with more than a year of manuscripts and carefully planned 800,000 manuscripts of "Castle in the Sky", it is enough to get a monthly income of about 50,000! As long as it lasts for a year, it will be enough to get 500,000! 500,000 is not a lot, but in the countryside, there are so many things that can be done with 500,000!
Thinking of this, Zhang Wufeng smiled. Then, he no longer felt depressed and angry, but calmly and calmly sent the third message. The other party was a very honest man named He Yongtao.

When I was in school, I thought this guy was a little short and fat, but very honest and simple, and was a friend worth making.

Now, he earns more than 7,000 yuan a month, including benefits, which is already good in the countryside.

"Taozi, can you lend me 500 yuan? I'll pay you back on the 15th of this month. I'm having some difficulties lately." As soon as Zhang Wufeng sent the message, the other party replied immediately.

"Who are you?" The two bold, bright red Song-style characters were actually a bit dazzling.

"I am Zhang Wufeng."

“It’s not a virus, is it?”

"You liked He Xiaomei at first, and you often comforted yourself while snoring in the middle of the night." Zhang Wufeng smiled slightly and told a little secret to prove that the previous borrowing of money was not a virus.

"Well, it's you. But I don't have any money now. I live paycheck to paycheck. I just opened an electronics store last week and spent 170,000 yuan! Now I have no money." Taozi, who has always been honest, said.

"Taozi, five years ago, you were still in college and your mother was sick. I didn't have much money and my girlfriend was still studying. I just sent you 2,000 yuan for my and my girlfriend's living expenses!" Zhang Wufeng's emotions fluctuated a little, and he quickly typed a message and sent it.

"Yes, of course I remember. If it weren't for the two thousand, my mother wouldn't have been able to be hospitalized and her illness would have been serious! It's really all thanks to you, thank you, brother! I will definitely pay you back when I have money. I really have no money now!"

"No money, forget it. We are not fools, we all understand, OK? No more words. Goodbye."

After closing the dialog box, Zhang Wufeng actually felt that there was no point in continuing to borrow money. His best friend at the time had seduced Yang Xiaolan away. Although she hadn't cheated on him yet, it was probably because Yang Xiaolan was pregnant and couldn't cheat on him.

The brother who supported me when I was in trouble has no loyalty to me at all now.

He is a sensitive and open-hearted friend who likes to say caring and considerate words. He pats his chest very loudly. The first time I asked him for help, for 500 yuan, he was scared and lied.

And the most honest and simple one also became smooth and hypocritical.

Is this individual or overall?

Zhang Wufeng was a little bit skeptical and started to ask one by one, all about borrowing money. It was not that he had no dignity. In fact, at the moment, he didn't care about this thing at all. After all, when he cultivated the third eye, he knew that he would definitely move to another commanding height. Before that, the so-called friends and brothers really needed a real understanding. His friendship, Zhang Wufeng, was not so cheap!
I borrowed money just for the sake of borrowing money before, it was just a test, nothing more!

Fourteen male compatriots borrowed money, but none of them could lend 500 yuan! These are all male compatriots!

Finally, Zhang Wufeng, who was completely disappointed, turned his gaze to those female classmates. More than 50% of those former female classmates had once had a good impression of him.

Although there are not many people online at the moment, there are still nine.

This time, it is no longer a question of dignity and face, but a real question of whether it is worthy of being treated as a friend.

"Han Wen, can you lend me 500 yuan? I will pay you back on the 15th of this month. I'm in financial difficulty at the moment."

"Oh."

A simple "oh", a completely perfunctory attitude, and then no more news.

……

"Liu Lili, can you lend me 500 yuan? I will pay you back on the 15th of this month. I'm having some difficulties these days." Zhang Wufeng looked at the woman who had always liked him very much, and then sent her a message.

Liu Lili likes playing online games, such as Zhengtu and DNF, and she is very addicted to them. Moreover, her favorite thing to do is to find many husbands in the game, and then open many small accounts to talk to others by voice or video, and ask for equipment and so on.

At the beginning, Zhang Wufeng also bought her at least two thousand yuan worth of game cards.

"Let me kill the monster first." Liu Lingling replied hurriedly and continued to work.

Thirteen minutes later, she sent another message.

"Aren't you a great writer? How come you are out of money?" The other party's tone was full of sarcasm.

"Well, the subscription for this latest novel is too poor, and the income is not good, less than 5,000 yuan a month." Zhang Wufeng didn't like lying, so he replied.

"I don't even read the kind of rubbish novels you write. I just like the kind of sadness and decadence of living a life of drunkenness and dreams written by Guo Jingming. I've said long ago that there's no future for you writing that kind of novel. Didn't you say you could make more than 500 yuan a month at the beginning? Why are you relying on borrowing even yuan now?" The other party's words sounded even more arrogant.

"Haha, everyone has their low points, and no one can predict when they will hit the low point."

I have acquaintances all over the world, but no one knows me!
Zhang Wufeng laughed at himself, closed the chat window of this last female friend, and then his hands seemed to cramp as he deleted all the people he had contacted!
At this moment, an image on YO suddenly jumped up. The girl named 'Danxin Qianlan', whose icon was the original form of YO, made Zhang Wufeng's heart beat slightly.

(End of this chapter)