The cold expression on his face was no longer the same as when he was initially enthusiastic to please Bo Nanxuan.
"Since you don't have any money, please ask Mr. Bo to stay here for a few days. When the Bo family pays back the money, you can leave."
Brother Xiao said hello, and without giving Bo Nanxuan a chance to resist, the thugs he brought in directly covered Bo Nanxuan's mouth and dragged him down.
domestic
Bo Wenchuan was socializing with someone, and the cell phone in his pocket rang again and again. At first, he patiently hung up.
But the other party still called repeatedly. Looking at the unfamiliar number, Bo Wenchuan finally couldn't help but picked up the call impatiently.
"Who?"
The person on the other end of the phone looked excited when he answered the phone.
"Dad, it's me, Nanxuan!" Bo Nanxuan's tone was trembling.
He was imprisoned all night. It must be for the sake of the Bo family that they did not use violence on him. They even came over with a phone early in the morning and asked him to contact his family.
Bo Nanxuan could guess what happened next. If he couldn't get his family to help pay back the money, they wouldn't be so polite as now.
"You kid, where have you been fooling around in the past two days? I'm out to socialize now. If you have anything to do, I'll talk about it when I get home later." Bo Wenchuan said, about to hang up the phone.
Bo Nanxuan panicked: "Dad, Dad, don't worry, I have something very important to tell you. You listen to me first..."
Bo Nanxuan was afraid that Bo Wenchuan would just hang up the phone, so he quickly confessed everything about how he had gambled and borrowed money abroad and was now locked up.
After Bo Wenchuan heard the numbers reported by Bo Nanxuan, he staggered and almost fell.
"How much did you say you owed?" Bo Wenchuan asked again in disbelief.
"Dad, I really have no choice. Please collect the money and pay me back quickly, otherwise they won't let me go." Bo Nanxuan was afraid that Bo Wenchuan would refuse.
"You brat, where did you ask me to collect so much money?" Bo Wenchuan seldom worried about his son. He didn't expect this bastard to set up such a big trap for him this time.
If he had money, would he still use it to entertain clients?
Bo Wenchuan was furious.
"Dad, Dad! You must save me. If you don't give me money, the people in the casino will do anything. I've seen it before. They cut off the hands and feet of people who owe money. Dad, I beg you.
, you don’t want anything to happen to me, right? I know I was wrong..."
Bo Nanxuan was afraid of being given up. The faces of the people he had seen before turned pale and said, "Dad, don't we still have private property in our family? You can sell some of it. You can save me first and then we can go back. If the money is gone, we can go back."
Earn it!”
"You bastard! It's not like you don't know about our family's business. Last time, I sold out because of that piece of shit Bao Sihan." Thinking of those things, Bo Wenchuan became angry.
But he couldn't ignore the useless son on the phone. "Hang up now. I'll think of a solution for your matter. Give me some time."
Bo Wenchuan hung up the phone, endured his anger and continued to socialize with clients, keeping Bo Nanxuan in mind.
After finally seeing off the client, Bo Wenchuan drove directly to the Bo family's old house.
He got out of the car and hurried into the old house.
"Where's my dad?" Bo Wenchuan directly grabbed a servant and asked.
"The old man is in the study." The servant replied, and Bo Wenchuan quickly ran to the study.