After being forced to become a private tutor

After coming out of the restaurant, He Shu'an felt that his breathing became easier. He opened his hands and found that his palms were covered with sweat.

There was no class in the afternoon, so he simply took a taxi home.

What He Shuan didn't know was that not long after he left, Xie Mingyang and Zhou Shuo also left the hotel and drove towards the winery.

Sitting in the cramped and oppressive taxi, He Shu'an leaned his head against the window, watching the scenery passing by on the street, recalling Zhou Shuo's words, it seemed that a fierce fire was added to his turbulent heart.

He still remembered that when they met for the first time, Xie Mingyang said that Dong Xie's company had problems, so he moved to this city.

But it turned out that the real reason was because of him.

The more He Shu'an thought about it, the more he had a headache, ignoring the driver's strange gaze, and lightly bumped his forehead against the cold car window, as if doing so would wake him up a bit.

What kind of feelings does Xie Mingyang have for him?

Back downstairs in the community, He Shu'an paid the money and got off the car. He took the elevator upstairs and saw the two creditors at the door of his house again.

He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

The sound of the elevator door opening disturbed the two of them. The tall man spotted him ahead of time and raised his hand to say hello.

He Shu'an could only bite the bullet and walked over, expressionlessly said: "Why are you here again?"

The tall man smiled: "Mr. He, what else can we ask you for?"

He Shu'an's expression became stiff, watching the tall man take out a piece of paper from his pocket, he was already so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with it.

It is an IOU.

The tall man said: "Mr. He, we are all acquaintances, so we won't go around in circles. This time your father borrowed another 10 yuan from us, plus interest, a total of 15 yuan. Let's see, how do we pay?"

He Shuan's hands and feet were a little cold, "He borrowed money from you again?"

"No, your dad has a lot of gambling addiction." The tall man scoffed, "Maybe he knew the money was settled last time, so he took the courage to borrow it again."

He Shu'an really wanted to reprimand the other party for asking his father to borrow money again, but he knew in his heart that these lenders had no bottom line at all.

And even if they don't borrow money, his dad can find other ways to borrow money.

He Shu'an bit his lips tightly, "I don't have that much money with me."

The tall man stared at He Shu'an for a while, then gave in and said, "Well, we'll give you three days to collect the money, but if Mr. He still doesn't pay the money after three days, we brothers can only be rude to you."

After he said this, he took his younger brother and left, leaving He Shu'an standing alone.

15........

He Shuan's own savings are only 10,000+, and he didn't have much money left when he paid off his father's debt last time.

After He Shu'an returned to the rental house, he began to look through the address book, but after looking through it several times, he found that there were very few people who could borrow money.

He is not good at socializing, and he doesn't have many friends, except for a few college roommates who are fairly close, and they have not been in touch for many years.

How dare he have the nerve to borrow money.

And I borrowed it this time, what about next time?

At this time, a name flashed through He Shuan's mind, he closed his eyes tightly, and tried his best to squeeze this thought out of his head.

He couldn't ask Xie Mingyang to borrow money.

Absolutely not!

They were already entangled, if he borrowed money from Xie Mingyang again, what would he have to pay back in the future?

He Shuan had a splitting headache, and he slammed onto the sofa. The phone slipped from his palm and fell onto the carpet with a "clack". He buried his head helplessly in the soft pillow, breathing slightly short of breath.

Early the next morning, He Shuan changed his clothes and set off for the training institution.

He hesitated to come to the supervisor's office, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Please come in." The supervisor looked up when he heard the door opening, saw He Shu'an walking in, and said with a smile: "Teacher He, what do you need from me?"

He Shuan sat on the sofa, and said a little embarrassedly: "Director, I want to pay some salary in advance, is that okay?"

He Shu'an has been diligent and diligent since working in the training institution, and the parents' evaluations are also rave, so the supervisor has the best impression of him among all the teachers.

The supervisor poured a glass of water for He Shuan, and asked curiously, "Have you encountered any difficulties?"

He Shu'an forced a smile, "That's right."

The supervisor didn't ask much, tactfully, "How much do you want to borrow?"

He Shuan bit the bullet and said, "Fifty thousand."

The director's eyebrows twitched. He obviously didn't expect He Shu'an to borrow so much. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Mr. He, what's wrong with you that you need to spend so much money?"

He Shu'an didn't want to say more, after all, it wasn't something glorious, and it would only be embarrassing to say it.

He squeezed out a faint smile, "It's just that something happened at home, I wonder if the supervisor can help me with this."

The supervisor showed a troubled expression on his face, "Mr. He, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that I want to borrow so much money at once......"

He Shu'an knew what the supervisor was going to say, he interrupted softly: "Don't worry, I will write an IOU, and the borrowed money will be deducted from my salary in the future."

The supervisor sighed, "Teacher He, I want to help you too, but I'm just a supervisor, and I can't decide the affairs of the organization."

Coming out of the office, He Shu'an's cell phone rang, and the caller ID was an unknown local caller. He looked at it for a while, and answered the call in a mysterious manner.

Xie Mingyang's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Teacher, are you not at home?"

He Shu'an's chaotic mind cleared up a bit, and then he remembered that there was Xie Mingyang's class in the morning, but now he was exhausted by his father's debts, and he was really not in the mood to go to class.

There was a trace of imperceptible fatigue in his words, "Mr. Xie, I have something to do today, so I can postpone the class until tomorrow, is that okay?"

Xie Mingyang heard that something was wrong with his voice, and asked, "Teacher, what happened?"

He Shu'an didn't want to say too much, especially since the person he was talking to was Xie Mingyang, who always had the illusion that he was looking for help, and said calmly, "It's nothing, but there is something wrong with the organization, and I can't get away."

Xie Mingyang was a little skeptical, "Just like that?"

He Shuan hummed lightly.

After a few perfunctory words, He Shu'an hung up the phone, pinched the aching eyebrows, and didn't have the extra energy to think about why Xie Mingyang had his mobile phone number.

Now he only worries about how to get the money together within three days.

As night fell, He Shuan left the training institution and went home with his exhausted body.

The supervisor promised to lend him [-] yuan in his own name, and with his own savings, it was still a long way from the loan to be repaid.

Do you really want to borrow usury?

Unless it was a last resort, He Shu'an didn't want to go this far, but judging from the current situation, he seemed to have no choice.

Coming out of the elevator, He Shu'an found Xie Mingyang standing in a suit and leather shoes at the door of his house, with half of his face hidden in the darkness, and the light above his head stretched his shadow very long.

He Shuan paused, "Why are you here?"

Xie Mingyang raised his head, his eyes were deep and dark, staring at him made people feel a little hairy, and said in a deep voice: "Teacher, why do you ask someone to borrow money?"