At this time, Sun Changjun was reading the newspaper inside the door. He heard someone shouting outside the door and walked out.
When he saw more than a dozen people at the scene, he couldn't help but be shocked.
What happened?
Suddenly, Sun Changjun was dumbfounded.
Seeing that Sun Changjun calmed down a little, he asked doubtfully: "You... what are you doing?"
"Sun Changjun! Call your son out. He went to the casino to gamble last week and lost 30 million. You call him out immediately to pay off the debt. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
Qian Bao looked fierce.
In fact, he could have asked Ma Zai to complete the hard work of collecting debts.
But this time was different, Ye Zihao called him personally, so he wanted to use this time to collect debts and curry favor with Ye Zihao.
"What? I...my son owes you 30 million?"
Suddenly, Sun Changjun was so angry that he exclaimed.
"Hey! This is an IOU! It has your son's signature and finger print on it, so don't you dare deny it."
Qian Bao showed the IOU, and Sun Changjun glanced at it. It was indeed Sun Xiaoyang's signature.
When he learned that his son had really borrowed 30 million yuan, he was so angry that he almost fainted on the spot.
At this time, he angrily grabbed Sun Xiaoyang from the villa and questioned him in public, "Xiao Yang! Tell me, this... this is not true."
"Dad! I..."
Sun Xiaoyang suddenly withered like an eggplant beaten by frost, but his attitude finally convinced Sun Changjun that the IOU was genuine.
"Fuck you! Why are you always cheating on me!" Sun Changjun was so angry that he was shaking all over and slapped Sun Xiaoyang directly.
At this time, Qian Bao asked angrily: "Sun Changjun! How the hell do you plan to repay the 30 million?"
"I...where do I have so much money?"
Sun Changjun said with a bitter look on his face, feeling very aggrieved.
"You have no money, right? Then don't blame me for being rude! Someone came and broke Sun Xiaoyang's legs!"
Qian Bao yelled angrily.
"stop!"
Before his men could take action, someone suddenly stopped them loudly.
A BMW supercar appeared on the scene, and soon, a man stepped out of the sports car... Ye Zihao!
"Brother Hao!"
Upon seeing this, Qian Bao greeted him respectfully.
"Is it you? Ye Zihao!"
Sun Changjun was so angry that Ye Zihao suddenly appeared here. He didn't believe it was just a coincidence.
He even suspected that this was a hole deliberately dug by Ye Zihao, just waiting for his son to jump in.
"Mr. Sun! What a coincidence. I happened to be passing by here and saw you were in trouble, so I got out of the car to have a look."
Ye Zihao said with a teasing smile.
"Yi Zihao! Stop pretending to be merciful. Did you call them here on purpose?"
Sun Changjun looked angry and shouted loudly.
At this time, Ye Zihao did not directly respond to his words, but lit a cigarette, then took a breath and slowly exhaled the smoke with a "huh" sound.
"You want to hear the truth?"
Ye Zihao asked lightly with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth.
"Nonsense! Of course I do!"
"Then I'm not afraid to tell you honestly, it's me! But... so what?"
Ye Zihao said with a cold expression.
"You...you bastard!"
Suddenly, Sun Changjun was so angry that he suddenly went crazy. Even if he deceived people, he was still so fucking arrogant?
I have seen arrogant people, but never such arrogant people!
His grandma’s!
Is there anyone so fucking arrogant?
"Mr. Sun! The real bastard is you, right?" Ye Zihao said in a cold tone.
"What's the meaning?"
"You used the script to bribe Lu Zhishan, and then instigated him to come and trouble me. Are you fucking mentally ill? Don't you remember the previous lessons at all?"
Ye Zihao retorted unhappily and said.
"You...you're talking nonsense! I didn't!" Sun Changjun immediately denied it and said.
"Don't hide it, your son told me."
"Is...is it him?"
Suddenly, Sun Changjun glared at Sun Xiaoyang angrily, this bastard is cheating his father and is he addicted to it?
"Dad...I didn't know things were so complicated."
Sun Xiaoyang's face was full of embarrassment. He obviously did not expect that the matter would be so troublesome, let alone that he lost 30 million, which was deliberately set up by Ye Zihao.
"I've tricked you to death! Do you know?"
Sun Changjun looked like he was hating that iron could not become steel, and he cursed angrily.
At this time, Ye Zihao winked at Qian Bao, which seemed to imply something.
Qian Bao nodded, then grabbed Sun Xiaoyang's collar with one hand, and with a fierce look on his face, he cursed: "Sun Xiaoyang! When are you going to pay back the money? If you don't pay back the money, I will throw you into the water.
Jiangcheng is in the river!"
"I...I have no money!"
Sun Xiaoyang looked aggrieved and begged bitterly.
"No money? Come here! Catch him and throw him into the Jiangcheng River." Qian Bao gave an order and ordered his men to arrest him.
"Dad! Save...save me!"
Sun Xiaoyang struggled hard and shouted loudly.
You know, Sun Xiaoyang is the lifeblood of Sun Changjun. If there are any shortcomings in the single biography of several generations, how can he give birth to a son at his old age?
So out of desperation, Sun Changjun knelt down directly in front of Ye Zihao, hugged his thigh and begged for mercy.
"Brother Hao!"
"I...I was wrong! This is my fault, it's not...it's none of my son's business! If you want to hit me, just hit me!"
Sun Changjun began to plead.
"Mr. Sun! Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. Now it's your son who owes the debt, not you. I'm a person who always distinguishes between public and private matters, and I won't cheat anyone casually."
Ye Zihao said as if he was being fair.
"No... it's not like this. A son's debt must be paid by his father. Xiao Yang is the sole heir of several generations of my Sun family. Nothing can happen to him! Brother Hao, tell me! How can you let my son go?"
Sun Changjun shook his head and said.
"Pay back the money and write it off!" Ye Zihao flicked the ashes on the cigarette butt and said calmly.
"But...but where did I get 30 million?"
Sun Changjun said with a bitter look on his face.
"Your villa seems to be worth 30 million, right?" Ye Zihao glanced at the luxuriously decorated villa behind Sun Changjun and said lightly.
"What? You...you want my villa?"
Suddenly, Sun Changjun exclaimed in surprise.
"Mr. Sun! Don't say it so harshly. I'm just giving you a suggestion. As for whether you sell it or not, it depends on what you want. However, I have to remind you that you can make more money if you lose it, but your son is gone.
Is there another one coming out?"
Ye Zihao's smile was very playful, and the implication was very obvious.