Heavenly Court Reader

Chapter 32

Wang Wenpei, who looked tired, was living in a small hotel at the moment, and drank alone last night.

Leaning against the head of the bed, I suddenly heard the beeping sound of the mobile phone!I tensed up, thinking it was a debt collector, and woke up in a flash of fright. I looked carefully at the call reminder, and found that it was an unknown number. I pressed the connection a little tremblingly, and held it to my ear, trembling, and said softly : "Hi, hello! May I ask who are you?"

It should be said that Wang Wenpei has been very unlucky recently. Originally, the New Year should be a lively family together, but who knows that just a few days ago, the two Xiaomis he raised outside were discovered by his wife. , and then there was a big quarrel, originally it was nothing, the worst would be a divorce!Wang Wenpei never took his daughter-in-law seriously.

But on the day of the quarrel, in a fit of rage, he followed a friend to an entertainment venue to gamble, and in the end he lost more than 100 million yuan.

Originally, more than 100 million could be paid out with Wang Wenpei's net worth, but I couldn't bear the heat at the time, so I borrowed 50 usury from entertainment venues in order to pay back the capital. When Wang Wenpei realized it afterwards, 50 was enough It has become more than 300 million.

And I can't afford that much money all at once. In order to pay off the usury earlier, Wang Wenpei had to clear and sell all the goods in his shoe store years ago, but it was still not enough to pay off the usury, so he had to sell the store in the end. His house was sold, and those usury creditors have been chasing him.

"Hello, are you Mr. Wang? I want to buy the store you are selling here in Hongcheng Commercial Building."

It turned out that they came to buy from my store!Hearing a young man's voice from the other side of the phone, Wang Wenpei breathed a sigh of relief, and replied with a smile: "Yes, I am the owner of that shoe store, Wang Wenpei."

"Then I don't know Mr. Wang, can we come to Hongcheng Commercial Building now, let's meet and talk."

Those loan sharks were really chasing after him too closely, Wang Wenpei didn't dare to go to the Red City Commercial Building, maybe those loan sharks were waiting for him there, so he had to ask in a questioning tone, "I don't know what your name is, sir?" ? I don’t think it’s necessary for the Red City Commercial Building! If you really want to buy my storefront, can we sit down in a teahouse and have a chat?”

Hearing the other party's answer, Han Feng replied casually, "My surname is Han, you can just call me Han Feng directly. As for the teahouse, I remember there is one opposite the Red City Commercial Building. I'll wait for you there!"

"Well, okay, Mr. Han, wait a moment, I'll be there soon!" Hearing that the other party agreed, Wang Wenpei breathed a sigh of relief, and returned with a smile.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Wenpei ran to the bathroom to tidy up. These days are really tough, and now Wang Wenpei only wants to sell the store, and run far away when he gets the money, avoiding those usury loans.

Similarly, after Han Feng hung up the phone, he went to the opposite Tianli Teahouse, found a small box, ordered a cup of green tea, sat down and waited for Wang Wenpei to arrive.

Wang Wenpei, who had been running all the way from the small hotel, was so tired that he was sweating profusely. He seemed to have forgotten to ask Mr. Han where he was sitting. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, took out the phone and dialed it. He asked, "Mr. Han, I'm here, where are you sitting?"

"Private room No. 018."

"Uh, okay, I'll come over right now." Wang Wenpei, who hung up the phone, found the private room No. 018, pushed the door open and walked in.

Looking at this young man in front of him, who looks like he is only in his early 20s, wearing a brand-name clothes that he can't name, holding a cup of green tea and drinking it leisurely, Wang Wenpei is not sure. This is the Mr. Han who called me earlier and said he wanted to buy his own store. He whispered in doubt, "Are you, Mr. Han?"

Just as Han Feng hung up the phone, he picked up the green tea and wanted to take a sip!I saw a middle-aged fat man with a bloated body and a tired face walking into my box, and asked myself if I was Mr. Han.

It seems that this is the owner of the store, Wang Wenpei!Han Feng smiled and replied, "Yes, I am. You must be that Mr. Wang?"

"Hehe, Mr. Han was joking. What kind of Mr. I can be called there, but Mr. Han is so young that he can say that he bought my store. He is the real one!" Han Feng has the ability to buy his own store, Wang Wenpei said with a dry smile.

"Okay, let's not go around here, just order directly, I want to buy your storefront, you can quote a price!" Interrupting the other party's dry smile, Han Feng put down the teacup in his hand and said.

"Okay, Mr. Han really seems to be young and promising! Then I won't talk nonsense, and the price is 100 million." Wang Wenpei said out of breath after taking the chair next to the tea table and sitting down.

Although he didn't know whether the price quoted by the other party was high or low, but relying on the habit of Chinese people who like to bargain when buying things, Han Feng deliberately sighed and said, "100 million? It seems a bit high!"

"It's not too high, Mr. Han, at this price in my shop, it can be said to be the price of cabbage!" Wang Wenpei picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup, took a sip of tea, and said smoothly.

Although Wang Wenpei had an expression on his face, as if he was cutting his own flesh, Han Feng remained unmoved. After all, this store is not good, and he can find another one, so Han Feng is not in a hurry.

Han Feng was not in a hurry, but Wang Wenpei was in a hurry. Seeing the other party drank his tea leisurely, shook off his sweat sleeves, and sighed: "Well, I think Mr. Han is a young and promising young man, then I will give it a try again." It’s cheaper, 98 can’t be less!”

"Okay, then 98." Seeing the anxious look on the other side's face, Han Feng didn't want to be in the ink, anyway, it doesn't matter if it's more or less.

"Then shall we sign the contract now?" Wang Wenpei wished he could take the money immediately and fly away.

"Okay, did you bring the contract? If you did, then wait here, I'll go to the bank to get the money and come over."

"Bring it! Bring it!" Wang Wenpei hurriedly replied, nodding his rattle-like head.

"Then just wait here, I'll be right back after I've withdrawn the money!"

Saying that, Han Feng walked out of the private room, ran to the bathroom of the teahouse and closed the door, took out 98 from the Dragon and Phoenix ring, put it in a lockbox, and then returned to the private room.

Wang Wenpei, who thought it would take at least half an hour for Han Feng to go out to withdraw the money, was anxiously looking around and waiting, when he saw Han Feng coming back with a lockbox, and said with surprise, "Mr. money?"

"Of course, I, Han Feng, have always been known for being quick in doing things!" Han Feng, who didn't blush when lying, said with a bragging smile.

"Hehe!" Wang Wenpei laughed a few times, took out the contract from his arms, and handed it to Han Feng.

Seeing that the contract was still stained with the other party's sweat, Han Feng frowned and took the contract and read it. After reading it carefully and confirming that the contract was correct, he signed his name, and finally threw the lockbox to the other party, saying: "Here It's 98, you count it, if the amount is correct, I will sign your name."

Looking at the combination box that Han Feng threw to him, Wang Wenpei couldn't wait to open it to take a look, and saw that it was full of stacks of new hundred-yuan banknotes, and said with a smile: "Okay, then I will count, but I can't do it alone, so I'll borrow a currency detector!"

(End of this chapter)