Shopkeeper Li glanced at Mo Ruhui behind him from the window and said with a smile: "You monkeys, haven't you seen that Mr. Mo can't run anymore? He's still driving so fast, why don't you go slower?"
The driver immediately reined in his horse and slowed down the vehicle, but he did not dare to stop.
Hong Zhiqian was anxious and said angrily: "Brother Li, why are you doing this? Although you are enemies, I have no enmity with Mo Ruhui, so why do we have to quarrel with each other?"
Shopkeeper Li was startled when he heard this, and immediately apologized to Hong Zhiqian, "Brother Hong is an upright man, and I am frivolous. I thought that I have been in the ring with Hui Fei Yunhai and the others for so long, and they have always been suppressed in the business field.
We are on the same side. Now that they have been defeated, I came up with this tone. Unexpectedly, I got hurt. I really shouldn’t, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”
He immediately knelt straight and apologized to Hong Zhiqian. Hong Zhiqian hurriedly returned the favor, telling him that he didn't have to be like this and it was better to leave quickly.
But it was still slow. Mo Ruhui had already caught up. He grabbed the carriage, stood at the window and looked in, shouting: "Hong Zhiqian, come out here, are you trying to trick someone?"
How could Hong Zhiqian dare to show his face? He only shrank his head into the car, wishing that he would turn into air immediately and be invisible.
Mo Ruhui snorted coldly, "You can hide from the first grade of junior high school, but can you hide from the fifteenth grade? My down payment of 50,000 taels of silver must be paid first, otherwise we will have to go to the Yamen to file a lawsuit."
Shopkeeper Li was shocked and asked hurriedly: "Brother Hong, are you serious?"
Although he and Mo Ruhui are enemies, he also knows that Mo Ruhui is a humble and gentleman who is usually elegant and polite and never uses foul language.
This time it seemed that he was really anxious, and he was able to give them a tough blow.
Hong Zhiqian hurriedly waved his hands and said urgently: "Brother, don't listen to him. Where can he give me the deposit of fifty thousand taels of silver? I told him that this batch of goods is worth five hundred thousand silver, but he insisted that the shop was now occupied by someone.
After taking it away, I don’t have that much money. I can only owe it now. When the goods are sold, I can make three to five times the profit once I change hands. Then I can pay for the goods and give me another fifty thousand to one hundred thousand.
The interest. That’s the agreed interest, not the fixed payment.”
Mo Ruhui refused to give up. He only said that he had a contract in hand and was going to confront the government.
Shopkeeper Li leaned over and said, "Mr. Mo, if you really have a written contract, show it to us. If you really have it, I can make the decision for you."
Mo Ruhui spat at him, "What kind of master can you do? You are just trying to instigate your master to bully others. If I show it to you, you have to tear it apart directly."
Shopkeeper Li raised his eyebrows and wiped the saliva on his face, but he was not angry. However, he concluded that there was no Wenqi in Mo Ruhui.
He was still smiling, his tone full of sarcasm, "Mr. Mo, if you have a written contract, we will go to the Yamen, but if you don't, then I will sue you for slandering my brother. In business, the owner cannot succeed.
If you go to the Xi family, even if you pay the down payment, you can still get double the deed to buy it back. You should just stay and recuperate. Your eldest lady finally spent all her property to redeem you.
He's going back."
Mo Ru was so unlucky that his face turned pale, and he looked like he was about to get angry but couldn't express it. His face turned red and then swollen, and his eyes coldly glanced at shopkeeper Li and Hong Zhiqian in the car.
