Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Bin County Traffic Police Brigade, Chen Qiang and his wife walked out of the gate together. Chen Qiang promised that he would never drink and drive again. He told his wife to get in the car first, and then took out his mobile phone and sent Han Qian a text message.

[Are you going to report me for drunk driving? Are you a child? Thirty million dollars is not even a penny less! If you don't give it to me, I will hang all the banners on the beach! 】

At this time, Han Qian was sitting at the gate of the prison, with the sun shining on his face making it difficult for him to open his eyes.

I slept for about two hours.

Looking at Chen Qiang's text message, Han Qian replied with a message.

[The eyes of poetry, the legs of Yeats, and the brain of my wife, ten million per person! 】

Then Chen Qiang called.

"Han Qian! Don't be so shameless! I'll give you some of your women as compensation. Except for Huang Qi, you can touch the others as you like! Why don't you report me? My wife will have to hold you when you get home later. My hands started nagging, saying things like I drove drunk, I had an accident and my child had no father, you deserve to die! You deserve to die! Give me the money!"

thirty million!

Han Qian gritted his teeth and said.

"Give it, give it, are you fucking urging me on you? Can I still give you the money? Can you give me a discount and I'll give you three thousand?"

"No! If you don't give me money, how can I invest in Bin County?"

After hanging up the phone, Han Qian took a deep breath. He was thinking about where he could get 30 million yuan to give to Chen Qiang. Now he didn't have 300 yuan in his pocket. He left the prison on a motorcycle. Han Qian was confused about whether to exchange porcelain for money. A little, but think about it, who among the rich people in Binhai would dare to bump into him!

Looking for Qinghu?

I can’t open my mouth like this! I just lost my memory, I just reconciled yesterday, and I want to ask for 30 million today?

Xiao Han Qian, don’t go too far!

Wei Tiancheng and Tu Xiao probably both have this money, but they want to give this money to Chen Qiang?

"ah!!!"

The next second Han Qian felt a touch coming from his tongue. He panicked. The next second the motorcycle rolled over on the ground. Han Qian, who was thrown out, ignored the bruises on his body and stood up and put it in his mouth.

Look at the half leaf in your hand.

Han Qian felt bad all over. He stood up and took a deep breath. Then he saw two traffic policemen coming.

"Brother Qian'er! It seems that your fall was not serious. I remember that you don't have a motorcycle driver's license, right?"

Han Qian took a step back and stretched out his hands.

"You two, don't come over here! I drank and I have a bad temper!"

"hehe!"

When he took out the alcohol tester, Han Qian turned around and ran away. The money he had on him was not enough to pay the fine. If he called Yang Lan again, he would be so shameless.

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At Binhai Bank, Han Qian stood in front of the counter and looked at the bank lady inside, asking if she could apply for a credit card for him. The lady handed Han Qian a form.

For name, please enter Han Qian or Qian Qian?

Age, do you sign thirty-two or eighteen?

The work unit was really stumped by Han Qian, and then Han Qian became irritated, frowned at the bank lady, and said.

"Don't fix this mess for me, I'm Han Qian, please give me a loan of 30 million!"

Ten minutes later, Han Qian appeared in the president's office. Han Qian was sitting in the president's office chair, and Binhai's president was standing across the table.

Han Qian said softly while holding the tea cup.

"I don't want more, give me a loan of 30 million!"

The president shook his head and said seriously.

"no!"

Then he pointed to the drawer and said.

"Brother Qian'er, there are 20,000 yuan in the drawer, take it and buy cigarettes."

Han Qian raised his head and looked at the president, raising his eyebrows.

"You think I can't afford it? My legal wife is Cai Qinghu, and my ex-wife is Wen Nuan. You can't afford it? Give me 30 million."

The president shook his head again, just two words.

"no!"

You can give pocket money of 30,000 to 50,000 yuan without having to pay it back, but 30,000,000 yuan is not available.

Han Qian didn't understand. He stood up and walked to the little old man, frowning and asked.

"Are you worried that I can't pay you back or are you worried that I won't pay you back?"

The president took a deep breath and said seriously.

"Brother Qian'er! There are only two types of people in Binhai who can't get money from my bank. One is terminally ill, and the other is you!"

As he spoke, the president glanced at Han Qian's bruised arm after falling down just now, and then said.

"I'm worried that you won't live for three months even if you act like this! I really can't give you a loan. How about you go to the mayor of the city? If he approves it, I'll give it to you!"

Han Qian took a deep breath, closed his eyes and said calmly.

"Two choices, give me 30 million! Or let me beat you up!"

The president had a tough attitude, took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"Don't slap me in the face!"

Then he squatted down and hugged his head. Han Qian pointed at the president and gritted his teeth.

"What the hell are you going to do if you just give me 30 million? What's the big deal? As for Chen Qiang chasing after me for money?"

The president shook his head.

"No! Brother Qian'er, please don't embarrass me. No bank in Binhai or even Fengtian dares to give you a loan. You and Prosecutor Cai have already made a property division. Director Wen is your ex-wife. If something happens to you, , this money is wasted, I don’t have anywhere to go!”

"You want it from my son!"

"Director Liu said that Jiayi is not your son, and it has nothing to do with you. In addition, you have two identities now, whether you are Han Qian or Qian Qian. There is also an issue with your age. In short, you have no money, and you can't beat me to death. money."

Han Qian kicked the president on the shoulder, turned around and left.

When he went downstairs and walked out of the bank, the president chased him out and handed Han Qian 20,000 yuan in his hand.

"Brother Qian'er, the bank won't give it to you! But I'll give you a little less, so you can buy some candy~ Buy some candy."

Han Qian said angrily.

"Am I a kid? I'm still buying candies, get out of here! It's really not fun, you won't even give me 30 million! Is it because Chen Qiang won't let you give it to me?"

"No, absolutely not. How many years do you want to settle down? Can you guarantee a year? No! Guarantee that there will be no new injuries for two months. I will give you the money!"

Han Qian left.

How could it not be injured?

Keeping me, Han Qian, from getting hurt is like asking a monk to go whoring.

It’s basically impossible!

Then Han Qian received a text message on his mobile phone that the motorcycle was impounded.

Wandering aimlessly in the city, he somehow ended up at the Cat and Dog Rescue Center. Han Qian raised his head and looked at the sign at the door. He walked into the gathering place for cats and dogs. Han Qian looked at the cats and dogs in the yard. Dogs, many of them expensive breeds, just in poor conditions.

The volunteers were busy, but no one paid attention to Han Qian.

Han Qian squatted outside the cage and looked at the languid dog inside. He turned around and asked the volunteer why he had no energy at all.

The answer is that they are sick, but no one is willing to spend money on dogs now. They basically abandon them when they are sick.

"oh!"

Han Qian took out the 20,000 yuan he had not yet warmed up and handed it to the volunteers.

"I guess it's not enough, but you can use it first~ I'll send it over after I get the money."

The volunteer looked at the 20,000 yuan in his hand, then raised his head and looked at Han Qian, asking excitedly.

"Brother, can you tell me your name? Then I'll record it."

"Oh, my name is Lin Zongheng! Just write Lin Dabastard, they are all animals anyway."

Han Qian put his hands in his pockets and left calmly. The volunteers who stayed behind whispered with tears in their eyes.

"Brother Zongheng is such a good person. He gave me money and still called himself a bastard."

After leaving the house, Han Qian called Xu Hongchang. After chatting for a while, he realized that this guy and Cui Li were outside, with little Yang Jia beside them. Han Qian hung up the phone and sighed.

"It's really inconvenient for Lao Xu to be away! Where can I go to defraud 30 million!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Qian's eyes lit up and he took out his mobile phone and called Liu Shengge.

"Come on, let's play a game and bet 30 million!"

"What bet?"

"Bet on which one of us can have a son."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and after a long time Liu Shengge spoke.

"In this way, let's make a simple bet: Where are you, I will find you!"

"I do not know!"

Not long after, Qu Ledi's Mercedes-Benz appeared next to Han Qian. Liu Shengge opened the door and got out of the car and threw a steel ball to Han Qian.

"You can throw it, I will give you 30 million for both the front and the back, which is what my aunt said to me last night! How about it? But if the coin is thrown away, or..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Qian threw the coin and Liu Shengge continued.

"If it's not heads and tails, you squat down and let me beat you!"

Liu Shengge left.

His car can't seat three people.

Han Qian grinned and walked on the road. This grandson was so ruthless. He didn't even fight back.

And how could this coin fall into the sewer?