Windfall life

Evening, setting sun, downtown hospital, corridor.

Among the noisy crowd, Sun Huifang was holding the window tightly.

She knew this was not a long-term solution and knew it was shameless, but she still did it.

Because apart from this, she doesn't know what else she can do for this family.

The once good sisters and relatives in the family have now become creditors.

In order to turn over, the husband who is still undergoing surgery is like a gambler who loses his eyes.

Not only did he borrow money from relatives and friends, but he also secretly mortgaged his own house and car.

Even the security properties of the community, the neighbors in the owner group, and even the domestic helpers.

He defrauded everyone from as little as five thousand to as much as fifty thousand or one hundred thousand on the pretext of high returns.

This sounds ridiculous, even funny, but it is exactly the reality.

The reality is that everyone knows that the husband is rich and that his ancestors were rich, and they all believe in him.

The reality is that before the Dongchuang incident happened, there were still many people who came here seeking admission.

"Mom~"

This is Gong Qianni. She hurried back to the hospital with a contract in her hands.

It was this contract that gave her the courage to stride forward and face everyone.

"You, what are you doing here!"

Startled for a moment, Sun Huifang suddenly raised her head as she looked at her panting daughter beside the crowd.

As a mother, no one wants to let their children see themselves at their worst.

"You come down first and leave this to me."

Looking directly at the mother, whose expression suddenly changed, it was not difficult to guess what she was thinking.

Before her mother could say anything, Gong Qianni, who was in full swing, faced the creditors around her.

"Uncles and aunties, according to seniority, I should call you this, because you are my dad's friends."

"I don't know how much my dad owes you and how the interest is determined, and I can't confirm it."

"My father is still in the operating room, and you have seen my mother. I can only handle the matter."

"I will try my best to return your principal to you slowly, but I can't do anything about the interest."

"Of course, if you don't agree, then I will have to ask a lawyer to determine the debt relationship first, and then the court will give the final ruling. After the court makes the ruling, I will not hesitate to say how much and how to repay."

"..."

"To put it lightly, you little girl, even if the court decides it, what will you get in return?"

The person who spoke was an uncle, who should be the representative of this group of people.

Gong Qianni, who interrupted without waiting for him to finish, patted the contract in her hand.

"This is my employment contract. In order to sign me into the company, my signing fee is two million."

"Two, two million?"

"The black and white writing is right here. If you don't believe it, you can read it for yourself."

While speaking, he handed over the contract in his hand.

After everyone circulated it, Gong Qianni, who was very impressive, continued.

"This is a copy. There is no salary page. It is a company secret and cannot be disclosed."

"Is your company real? Chunhua Media?"

"You can check it online. The company is located in Building 08, Academy South Lane."

"Academy South Alley? That area of ​​historically protected buildings?"

"Yes, my boss is very powerful, and Building 08 is his private property."

What does company endorsement mean and what does it mean to raise a banner? This is it.

Ignoring everyone's whispers, Gong Qianni cleared her throat and struck while the iron was hot.

"My boss thinks highly of me, and the signing fee is enough to prove it."

"Yes, then how are you going to pay back the money?"

Just for signing a job, you will get two million, and the salary for your hard work will only be a lot more.

Zhang Jianguo thought about it and realized that he was not only the representative of everyone, but also the biggest creditor.

"This is my phone number. If there is an IOU, those who do not want interest will be given priority. The rest will be left to the lawyer."

"I, I don't want the interest, I only have 6, I have an IOU, you pay me back first~"

The lady who interrupted was about 40 years old and looked not very wealthy.

Gong Qianni, who finally waited for someone to shoot her in the head, felt a fleeting lightness in her eyes.

"Okay, Auntie, let's write it down, and I'll be the first to return it to you when I get the signature fee."

"And I, the second one, my surname is Zhang, I have an IOU, 4, no interest."

"Then I want it too. It would be nice if I could get my principal back. My surname is Li..."

It was obvious that if someone took the lead, others would follow.

In the following days, these vying creditors said nothing more than this.

No matter how much interest is needed, it would be nice to get the principal back.

"Um, hello, I'm Gu Zhengyu, my car?"

This is Gu Zhengyu, looking at the girl in front of him who is clear-cut, quiet and fair-skinned.

Although he had suffered an unreasonable disaster, he was greedy for this girl's beauty.

But compared to the nearly 20 yuan in car damage, the girl can go to the club, and 20 yuan is not that easy to make.

"This is my phone number. If you know the relevant fees, just call me."

Moncler down jacket, white sweater, light-colored jeans, red and black AJ.

Looking at the tall and handsome Gu Zhengyu in front of her, Gong Qianni smiled and bowed.

Thinking about it from another angle, if it weren't for his car, his father would be gone by now.

"Okay, then I'll leave first. I wish your father a speedy recovery."

"Thank you, my dad caused you trouble."

"You're welcome, I've done a good thing."

Gu Zhengyu glanced at her again, who was very good at aesthetics, and left quickly, sighing with a little regret.

To be fair, if her family didn't have so much debt, they could borrow a car and try to pursue it.

. . . . .

At the same time, on the other side, Xijing, Wen Cai Tattoo.

Founded in 08, this tattoo parlor features personalized customization and original manuscripts.

The last time Xia Xiaomin came here was half a year ago. In order to cover her birthmark, she got a butterfly tattoo.

This time, it seemed that he came because of Lin Ning's coercion, but in fact it was for himself.

People have many sides, and only she knows what Xia Xiaomin's other side is like.

"Hello, beauty, long time no see."

This is Susan, the technician. Looking outside the store, she looks familiar, a girl dressed in ol' attire.

In Susan's impression, among the women who have gotten tattoos from her shop in the past six months.

In terms of figure, appearance, appearance, and temperament, this girl can at least be ranked in the top five.

"Hello, I heard that there is a kind of tattoo that is real, but will gradually disappear over time."

"Empty needle tattoos, use saline or distilled water instead of pigments, we can do it at home."

"Thank you, I wonder how long this will last?"

"It only takes a month or two. It depends on your physical condition and recovery."

"Besides this empty needle tattoo, is there anything else like it?"

"Tattoo stickers, our stickers can last for two weeks and are not afraid of washing or scratching."

"Can this be customized? I have a pattern requirement. The more realistic the better."

"It depends on where you stick it. If it's a large area, such as a full back, it's difficult to distinguish the fake from the real one."

"Feet, okay?"

"To be specific, arch, instep, inner instep, outer instep?"

"Soles of the feet."

"???"