Then he picked up Monk Wu's information that Chu Han had thrown on the coffee table again.
"Your brother is quite interesting. My father was a traffic policeman and was hit by a drunk driver. My mother also died of a serious illness."
"Everything we will do in the future will be dirty work. Your brother probably inherited his traffic police father and is full of a sense of justice. Aren't you afraid that he will report you to the police one day?"
After saying that, the fat boss stared at Chu Han, trying to figure out the reason on Chu Han's face.
It just disappointed him.
Chu Han's expression did not change from beginning to end. Instead, he curled his lips disdainfully: "Justice? How much is justice worth?"
"I know Monk Wu better than you do. He is the kind of young man who has stayed in the greenhouse for too long and just came out of society with enthusiasm. He lacks the impact of reality."
"Just starve him for a few meals and he'll be fine."
Seeing that Chu Han was so attentive, the fat old man laughed and said nothing.
At least from the fact that Chu Han can admit so generously that Wu Monk's father is a policeman, it can be seen that Chu Han himself has no problems.
"Just take care of yourself. Wash your hands and eat. I'll give you a job after eating."
"Okay."
On the breakfast table.
Brother Monkey placed a stack of IOUs and a ledger in front of Chu Han.
"This is?"
"Bad debts, those who spent money in nightclubs without accounting, or borrowed money from us but failed to pay it back. Most of them were prominent figures in the Qinling District in the past. They have fallen into decline and cannot afford to pay them back. If they continue to rely on them, they will become bad debts."
"You can look at those within three years, and you still have a chance to get them back, but you may not be able to find those who have been there for more than three years."
Chu Han held a deep-fried dough stick between his hands and watched while drinking porridge.
After a while, I looked up and found that the fat boss and Brother Monkey were both looking at me with sweet smiles on their faces.
The face is horizontal and the mouth is curled.
=_= "You guys have found a good job for me when I want to pay. Do you know that this kind of thing has been difficult to handle since ancient times?"
(??????_????)??“That’s why I need you to do it!”
The fat boss and Brother Monkey looked encouraging.
"Why? Because I am talented and a rare talent?!"
(???????ω?????????) “Because you need to be thick-skinned to ask for debt.”
Chu Han: emmm…
After drinking the last mouthful of porridge, Chu Han closed the account book and the old man lay down on the back of the chair.
Brother Monkey looked at Fatty uncertainly.
"It's better to have experienced people when asking for debts. After all, those who owe money are high-profile people. If you don't handle it well, you'll lose face to everyone..."
"Monk, classify the people in the ledger. Those who have a certain social background and a certain net worth are divided into one category. Those who have no identity or background and are completely old people are divided into another category."
Chu Han's words attracted the attention of Fat Boss and Brother Monkey.
Chu Han grinned and showed two rows of big white teeth: "Don't worry, the debt has to be collected, and the friends have to continue to be friends. I know what's appropriate."
“Now we just need funding.”
"I need ten thugs with certain skills and a decent commercial van. In addition, if the debt that exceeds three years is recovered, I will keep 90% of it!"
Although I don’t know why Chu Han is so confident, he is even confident of collecting debts that exceed three years.
But this is not only to train Chu Han, but also to test Chu Han's ability to do things.
The fat boss agreed almost without thinking.
Outside the villa an hour later.
Shaking his eyes, he saw a group of fierce and strong men standing in front of the Jinbei van waiting.
Seeing Chu Han coming, he couldn't help but frowned.
A boy with no hair at all, can he be our big brother?
Chu Han was too lazy to talk nonsense and said calmly: "Everyone, I know you are not convinced when you see me like this, but I hope you remember that everyone is working for the fat boss."
"I don't care what your attitude is towards me, but if anyone dares to interfere with me when I'm doing business, don't blame me, Chu Han, for turning his back on me and making trouble to the fat boss, which will make everyone feel uncomfortable!"
These words made many people frown.
A strong man at the head stepped forward and stretched out his hand to Chu Han: "Just call me Zhang Dabiao."
Chu Han raised his hand and patted the strong muscles on his arm, grinning: "It's pretty strong."
"Get in the car!"
Qinling Road South Road, Jinbei Car.
Monk Wu organized the account books.
"Chu Han, I think we can pick someone like Boss Li and Boss Zhang to collect the bill for the first time. It only costs tens of thousands of dollars. A group of us are waiting at the door. They don't pay for the sake of face. After all, they are all respectable..."
Chu Han glanced at the ledger and shook his head.
"You think this group of people are thin-skinned. They are all bastards in society. How many of them take their face seriously? You just have to do it. I have good tea and water to serve you. How can you still get tens of thousands of dollars back?"
If Qian falls out with me, why don't you recognize me as your friend?"
"Wang Qiang, it's him."
Chu Han directly designated a name.
Monk Wu glanced at it and immediately frowned.
This Wang Qiang is a nouveau riche. Five years ago, the freight channel of Jianshe East Street in Qinling District was demolished, and the official took back the house at a price five times higher than the market price.
With just one house, Wang Qiang became a millionaire in 2001, an era when a pound of meat could be bought for just a few yuan.
However, money comes and goes quickly. Wang Qiang spent more than 60,000 yuan at the Huangcheng Nightclub in his account. After the investment failed, the more than 1 million yuan obtained from the demolition was all wasted.
Now I am working as a dye vat in a dyeing factory on South Road. It is difficult to make ends meet with an income of less than 2,000 yuan a month. I have no choice but to pay back the money I owe to Huangcheng Nightclub.
Besides, people are like meat on a knife. If you don’t have money, you can just chop me up on the street.
He, an ordinary person with no background and no identity, is using his life to cheat, and there is absolutely nothing that can be done against him.
You can't ask for an account and still cause trouble, right? The gain outweighs the loss!
Monk Wu felt a headache just looking at this person's information.
"Chu Han, it's very difficult for people like this to live. If you want to pay more than 60,000 yuan, it's harder than going to heaven!"
Chu Han grinned: "There are rewards only when there are challenges."
"Don't he have a wife? Let's go and see her."
Monk Wu was speechless.
Next to him, Zhang Dabiao stared at the young man in the background and shook his head.
After all, young people take things for granted.
There's no such thing as picking a hard nut when it comes to work.
…
Qinling District South Road at night.
The entrance of the simulated weaving factory.
At half past seven, the workers get off work on time.
Wang Qiang was the first among the dark crowd. His wife was pregnant recently and he had to rush back to take care of her.
It just so happens that my salary will be paid at the end of the month, so I can buy some meat to take home and make up for it. Maybe I can give birth to a big fat boy by the end of the year.
Haha, my old Wang family is going to have a wife too!
Wang Qiang laughed and turned around and walked out of the factory.
In front of the Jinbei car at the intersection, a young man who looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, with a kind smile and a row of big men standing behind him, suddenly made his expression condense.