Jian Shaobo? He hasn’t contacted his family for a long time. As soon as the other party’s voice fell on the phone, Jian Anran suddenly became a little wary.
Could something have happened to her dad?
But even if something happens, the first person to contact should be her mother Yang Yahui, and it is not appropriate to contact her here.
"Excuse me, what's the matter with you?" She decided to test it first.
"Excuse me, madam, do you know Jian Shaobo?" The other party persisted.
Looking at the other party's attitude, it seemed that she would not continue talking without saying that she knew her. Jian Anran had an idea, "I seem to have heard of this name. It may be a relative in the family. Tell me what it is. I'll take a look.
If necessary, go back and ask your family."
The other party said "Oh" and said, "That's it. Jian Shaobo once applied for a loan online and it has been overdue for six months. Now his phone number has been unreachable. Please see if you can contact him here.
Me?"
"What?" Jian Anran was a little surprised, "Is it an online loan?"
"Yes."
For a moment, Jian Anran seemed to be hit by something, her head was buzzing, and her throat seemed to be choked for a moment, and she didn't even know what to say.
"Madam, hello, madam, Ms. Jian Anran, are you still listening?"
"Yes, I'm here." She forced out these words through her teeth.
"Can you contact him? Online loans are now included in the credit report, and as time goes by, the interest will be higher and higher. Can you contact Jian Shaobo to repay the loan in time?"
The other party's words were like a sledgehammer, hitting Jian Anran's chest one after another. She felt like she couldn't breathe. She hurriedly held the chair behind her and sat down.
"How much does he owe in total?" She was eager to know a number.
"Jian Shaobo borrowed a total of 200,000 yuan on our platform. Now with the interest of 4,000 yuan per month, the accumulated debt is 224,000 yuan."
The building was about to collapse, and Jian Anran seemed to have heard the sound of marble cracking.
"Let me contact my family and ask. We are not very familiar with him..." She paused, "We are not too familiar with him."
The beautiful female voice on the other end of the phone seemed to want to say something else, so Jian Anran hung up the phone immediately.
Sitting on a bench in front of another shop, her mood couldn't calm down for a long time. There seemed to be many thoughts floating in her head at the same time, but it seemed to be empty, and it suddenly stopped functioning.
In her impression, her father Jian Shaobo has been doing business. Although the business is not too big, and each business does not last long, he has finally recovered some capital, barely supporting the operation of their small family, and their days are not long.
It’s too tight.
But since her first year of college, she had felt that her parents were quarreling more and more frequently. Jian Shaobo smoked more and more at home. In the past, he would go to the corridor, but later it developed to directly smoking in the corridor.
He immediately lit a fire in the living room, not caring that the three of them were still smoking second-hand smoke on the sofa next to them.
The increasingly sensitive father was unable to express his disobedience. Even when he lit up a cigarette in the living room, they ran back to the room and hid. If they had any slight displeasure, they would start scorning and scolding the family. "I'm already very good, don't you understand?"
"For my friends who I met in business, they asked their wives to set rules every day. She would take a piece and turn it around. She could only stand on it and hit her if she moved. I have given you a lot of face."
This is what Jian Shaobo said before slamming the door during a quarrel between Jian Shaobo and Yang Yahui.
When Jian Anran heard this while hiding in the room, she thought it was ridiculous. She didn't expect that today in 2023, she would still hear the words "establish rules" from a modern person's mouth.
She didn't call the police when she heard this kind of thing, and even tried to rationalize the domestic violence. The image of her father began to gradually collapse——
It seems that he is not a person with normal views.
Or maybe their father has never had a negative image in their lives since they were young, and they spend too little time together. Whether it is Jian Anran or her younger brother Jian Anjie, they have always been raised in a "fatherless" type of education.
Young people can be ignorant, but as they grow older, Jian Anran gradually discovers Jian Shaobo's less than positive values. She even once teased her mother as a "tolerant" person.
To outsiders, Yang Yahui is a rich lady who never needs to work in her life. At home, she just takes care of the food, clothing, housing and transportation for a family of four, and even does "manual work" such as repairing water pipes and changing light bulbs. She has had to endure a strong desire to control for many years.
My husband, who started making phone calls as soon as he left home, had to go home to clean up the mess in the house and raise two children.
Jian Anran knew very well that their family was not a normal family, and her father was not the so-called good father who cared about the family.
Wait, something suddenly came to mind, and Jian Anran instantly felt that something was wrong——
Her mother just called her two days ago.
Could it be that the original intention was not for her to go back for dinner, but because the debt came to light, so she was asked to go back urgently?
But having cut off living expenses for a semester, Jian Anran felt that they should know that she didn't have much money left.
Standing up while holding on to the wall, Jian Anran tried hard to tighten her face and control her expression. She didn't want her classmates to notice any clues.
On the way back to the restaurant, she suddenly remembered what Wen Siheng said to her when she first arrived at the office today:
"Has your mother contacted you recently?"
When the other party saw him coming in this morning, Wen Siheng, who had always been cold-faced, suddenly looked a little unnatural. There was a strange silence in the office, and Wen Siheng asked strange questions.
He already knew?
Or, Yang Yahui had already told him?
Without a moment's hesitation, Jian Anran immediately dialed Wen Siheng's number:
"Hey, let me ask you, what do you mean by what you said this morning?" She got straight to the point.
"What?" The voice on the other end didn't seem to respond.
"Why did you ask about 'Has your mother contacted you recently?' My mother...contacted you?" Jian Anran desperately wanted to get the answer from the other party.
"No, just asking, have you received the first payment today? We have to hold another meeting to follow up on the Ludao project."
Without further questioning, Jian Anran immediately hung up the phone.
Wen Siheng was changing the subject. It seemed that he had no intention of telling her the real answer.
"The wind passes without a trace, the water passes without a trace."
The advantage is that he moisturizes things silently, but the disadvantage is that no matter what the matter is, he seems to be unable to be honest. He has to rely on himself to guess everything, and he lives like the protagonist in Conan Doyle's detective novels every day.
"Hey, Mom, are you at home on Thursday? I have no classes that day and plan to go back."
