The Pentium Era - South to North

"Okay, Mr. Song."

The white shirt nodded and continued: "However, there are two points I want to confirm. Your house is the only source that you can guarantee our interest income, so the two points I mentioned are related to your sales department. , First, you allow us to take the sales money directly from your sales department, or even bring the person who buys the house directly, and we take the money with us after buying it?"

"Yes, as long as it does not exceed the interest amount." Song Chunming said.

"Of course, if it's more than that, isn't it an obvious robbery?" White Shirt said with a smile, "One more thing, can you guarantee that after the project payment is paid, the construction company will immediately unblock the sales department?"

"That's for sure. I gave him all my money, but he still hasn't unblocked it. Does that make sense?"

"It doesn't make sense." White Shirt nodded and said, "But you'd better call to confirm."

Song Chunming was in a dilemma and said, "I detained this guy, but he refused to return it."

The man in the white shirt bent down and looked at Bian Fujun, who was sitting next to Mahjong. Bian Fujun stood up and walked out. After a while, he came back and said to Song Chunming:

"Mr. Song, call your construction site office. The guy named Xiong is playing cards there right now."

Song Chunming said yes, picked up the mobile phone and was about to stand up and go out to fight. He paused with his chin in his white shirt and said, Mr. Song, let's fight here. We can be a witness to prevent him from cheating when the time comes.

Song Chunming said yes, and immediately dialed the phone number of the construction site office using mobile phone and pressed the speakerphone button at the same time.

After the phone rang a few times, it was picked up, and a person shouted: "Hey, who are you looking for?"

There was a lot of noise on the phone, and there was the sound of playing cards in the background. Song Chunming had no choice but to shout loudly: "I'm Song Chunming, help me ask your boss Xiong to answer the phone."

The people here heard the man calling: "Boss, Boss Song's phone number."

"Tell him to get lost, hurry up, hurry up and play your cards." Song Chunming could hear Boss Xiong's voice not far away.

"Boss Song, Boss Xiong told you to get lost..."

Song Chunming quickly shouted: "Tell him it's about the project funds. I already have the project funds."

"Boss Xiong, Boss Song said he has money for the project, why don't you tell him to get out?"

As soon as Boss Xiong heard this, he quickly came over, grabbed the phone, and cursed at the person who answered the phone: "Get the hell out of here!"

Then he shouted to the group of people playing cards: "Go away, all of you, get out of here, I'm going to make a phone call."

After the phone became quiet, Boss Xiong shouted: "If you fart, hurry up."

Song Chunming said: "Boss Xiong, if I give you the project money, will you immediately unblock the sales department for me?"

"You gave me money, why should I keep it sealed?"

"you promise?"

"Guaranteed, guaranteed." Boss Xiong shouted impatiently.

The white shirt's mouth opened and closed. Song Chunming could see that his mouth was talking about tomorrow, so he said to Boss Xiong: "Okay, Boss Xiong, I will give you the project money tomorrow, and you will unblock me tomorrow."

"real or fake."

"Of course it's true. Say it again, will the blockade be lifted immediately after receiving the project funds?"

"Unlock and unblock, I promise."

Song Chunming looked at the white shirt, and the white shirt nodded. Song Chunming said to the person on the phone, "Okay, that's it, Boss Xiong."

Next, Bian Fujun took Song Chunming's ID card and went out to make copies. Baby Face took out two contracts from the folder. Song Chunming saw that the loan amount of eight million and the five-cent monthly interest had been filled in. All he really needed to do was sign and seal it. Song Chunming smiled bitterly and said:

"It's all written down. This is not a contract, it's completely an alliance under the city."

The white shirt also smiled and said, "Mr. Song, if you can give me eight million, you can also let me sign the alliance under the city."

After signing the agreement, Bian Fujun also copied his ID card and came back. White Shirt took out a bank card, handed it to Baby Face, and said to Song Chunming, "You go to the bank with our Mr. Huang and Manager Bian."

Song Chunming found out again that the baby-faced boy's surname was Huang, but he still didn't know the surname of the white shirt.

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Eight million was transferred to Song Chunming's card, and Song Chunming immediately withdrew 400,000 in cash and handed it to Baby Face and Bian Fujun along with the contract.

At the entrance of the bank, when Baby Face and Bian Fujun broke up with Song Chunming, Baby Face patted Song Chunming twice on the shoulder and said to him, come on, let's get through the difficulties together!

Song Chunming stood there stupidly, Baby Face and Bian Fujun got in the car and left.

Looking at their backs, Song Chunming was filled with emotion. It had been a long time since anyone had said such kind words to him. He didn't expect that the person he was talking to was the person who loaned money to him at high interest rates.

But that's right, for so many days, your relatives have treated you like a beast, your friends have treated you like a flood, and the bank door has not even opened a crack for you to get through. The only people who have really helped you are these loan sharks. .

That white shirt is right, you can stand up and leave, you don’t need it, you can also borrow it today and return it tomorrow, but in fact, you have no other way except that they will Besides helping you, no one will help you.

Song Chunming didn't want to move for a moment, so he sat down on the steps in front of the bank.

There were 7.6 million in the card, and this card was safely placed in his pocket. Song Chunming thought that he could actually escape with his wife and children with this 7.6 million at this time. From a distance, yes, it really can be like this.

If that's the case, what do they get for the white shirts? The land has been mortgaged by the bank, the company office is rented, and the construction projects are under construction. Even if they are disposed of through the court, their priority belongs to the construction company.

The White Shirts actually have nothing. The most they can get is to participate in the distribution of the residual value of this project with many other creditors. In the current environment, will there still be residual value?

The only thing they have is probably what the white shirt said. Their methods of collecting loans are more ruthless than others, but I am gone, who will you fight with?

Song Chunming understood now that they seemed to be talking to him casually, probably because they were judging whether he was the kind of person who would run away after taking money. In this way, their living skills were really high. Their risks are also very high. Although they are earning high interest rates, they are also in danger of losing their capital.

People were walking up and down the steps beside him, and people were coming and going on the road in front of him. Song Chunming suddenly laughed. He laughed at himself. A man who had been forced to the point of desperation was now worried about loan sharks. , you have really shouldered a lot.

Song Chunming looked at his watch, called his wife, and told her that I was fine today and I would pick up my son.

His son was in the third grade of Wenlongxiang Primary School. When Song Chunming arrived at the school gate, it was still early before the end of school. The iron gate of the school was still closed and the school gate was empty. Song Chunming found a place at the school gate and held his hand. The bag of ID cards inside was placed on the ground and used as a stool to sit on.

For some reason, Song Chunming felt very tired since he received a call from Xiao Lu in the morning and learned that the sales department was closed by the construction company. He couldn't stand anywhere and needed to sit down.

Song Chunming sat there for more than half an hour. It was getting closer and closer to the end of school, and there were more and more people at the school gate. Song Chunming was worried that his son would not be able to see him behind the crowd, and he would not know when he walked past. He stood up and walked to the crowd at the school gate.

After waiting for more than 20 minutes, he finally saw his son coming out of the school gate. Song Chunming suddenly felt a warmth in his heart, as if they had been separated for a long time. In fact, it was no different from other days. When his wife and son got up this morning, Song Chunming While he was still in bed, his son came to the door and said goodbye to his father, and then left. Why did it feel like he hadn't seen him for a long time?

The son also saw him, and did not show too much surprise. He just asked lightly, why is it you?

"I'll take you to KFC." Song Chunming said.

"Really?" The son's eyes lit up.

Song Chunming smiled and said: "Of course, it's not like dad has never taken you to eat KFC."

"That was a long time ago."

"Okay, then you can eat whatever you want today, okay?"

"good!"

When we arrived at KFC, our son ordered a lot of things. Song Chunming sat across from his son and watched him eat. When he saw the oil on his mouth and hands was about to flow, he wiped it with a tissue for him.

The son ate until he couldn't eat any more, then he stopped. Song Chunming pointed to the rest and asked his son if he wanted to take it away.

The son waved his hand and said, "Dad, you eat."

"Okay, I'll eat."

Song Chunming finished the rest. While eating, he asked his son, what do you want to do after eating? By the way, do you want any gifts?

The son looked at Song Chunming, as if trying to figure out whether what he said was true or false. Song Chunming said, really, just tell your father what you want.

The son hesitated for a long time, his face turned red, and finally he mustered up the courage to say, Dad, I want something...

"Well, tell me what you want."

"I want it, I want it...Dad, can I really say that?"

Song Chunming nodded: "Okay."

"Then I really said it?"

"you say."

"I want a Gameboy."

An English word suddenly came out of his son's mouth. Song Chunming was stunned, and then asked: "What is it?"

"He's just a Game Boy. Nintendo game consoles are so fun. Several students in our class have them."

The son's words were an exaggeration. In fact, only one classmate in the class had it. The other classmates were only envious. They said that several classmates had it. They just wanted to prove to Song Chunming the rationality of owning it.

Song Chunming said yes, but we have to make an agreement... There are two chapters of agreement. First, you can play games after you have done your homework. Playing games cannot affect your studies; second, hide it and don't be discovered by your mother. If your mother finds out...

When Song Chunming said that he had made an appointment, his son nodded desperately. When he said that if your mother finds out, his son spread his hands and said something in Hangzhou dialect: "Then it will be over."

Song Chunming laughed.

Song Chunming looked at the time and asked his son: "Where can I buy this? Isn't it closed now?"

"No, no, there's one right here on Fengqi Road. It's open at night."

"Have you gone to see it many times?"

The son giggled.

Song Chunming agreed, it’s not far from here anyway, let’s walk there.

Song Chunming was about to get up, but his son sat still and asked Song Chunming: "Dad, do we really want to buy a Gameboy?"

Song Chunming told the truth.

"Dad, this...this may be a bit expensive."

"How much?"

The son hesitated, and finally timidly stretched out a finger: "Maybe a thousand."

Song Chunming's nose felt sore. He thought that one thousand had frightened his son to this point. Today, he took out four hundred thousand in one go.

Song Chunming said go, dad has money today.

"That's great! Let's go buy a Gameboy!" My son jumped for joy.

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