Fang Lu was indeed familiar with her, but she might not be able to repay the nine million in her lifetime, so how could she ask to borrow it? What's more, Fang Lu would definitely borrow it even if she asked.
Then, all that's left is...good times.
Thinking of this name, Jing Haohao's brain suddenly shut down. After a long time, it slowly started to work.
That man was indeed not short of money. To her, nine million was an astronomical figure, but to him, it might just be the price of a random item.
Jinghao slowly turned over on the bed, unable to sleep even more.
…
When I woke up the next day, it was already bright outside the window, and the scenery was so good. I just fell asleep early in the morning. I picked up my phone and looked at the time. It was ten o'clock in the morning, and I had only slept for more than three hours.
Jing got up and washed himself briefly in the bathroom. When he came out, his cell phone on the bed rang.
Jing Haohao picked up the phone and took a look. It was an unfamiliar landline number.
She paused for two seconds and answered. A serious male voice came from inside: "How is Jing?"
"Yes." Jinghao paused for a moment: "Excuse me, who are you?"
"I am from the Nanshan Road Police Station in Jiangshan City. The legal affairs department of Haixin Company contacted us today and said that your negligence caused the company to lose nine million. This amount can already be filed. Haixin Company said that if you can repay it within two days,
If the company suffers losses, they can withdraw the lawsuit. If that doesn't work, our relevant personnel may contact you the morning after tomorrow."
It's about contact. Jing Haohao understood mentally that it was actually an arrest.
She held the phone, pursed her lips, and asked casually: "With nine million, how many years of criminal law will there be?"
"At least seven years."
Seven years... She is now more than half of her twenty-one year old. Seven years later, she will be close to twenty-nine. At that time, a woman's best years have completely come to an end. Plus she has been in jail, I am afraid that in this life,
It would be completely destroyed like this...
Jing Hao held the phone in his hand and sat blankly by the bed for a while. He picked up the phone, found Fang Lu's phone number, and sent her a text message.
Less than five minutes later, Jing Haohao received a reply from Fang Lu: [Okay, the amount is a bit large, I can't make the decision, I have to discuss it with my husband. ]
Jing Haohao knew that this was a tactful rejection. She lowered her eyes and was silent for a while, then replied with a text message: [It's okay, please excuse me.]
Then, when there was no reply, Jinghao booked an alarm for ten o'clock the next night.
…
For the next two days, Jinghao Hao stayed at home without going out, and his mind was always blank.
Fang Lu discussed it with her husband for two days without any reply.
When the alarm rang at eight o'clock the next night, she realized that two days had passed quietly without her realizing it.
There's only one night left before the deadline.
My brain, which had been silent for two days and one night without thinking of anything, started to rotate slightly.
Seven years, does she really want to spend seven years in that prison?
Jing Haohao's fingers trembled slightly, he walked to the window, looked at the brightly lit night scene outside the window, pursed his lips tightly, and picked up the phone.
Her fingertips slid back and forth on the phone book for a long time, and finally stopped on Liangchen's phone number.
