Xiao Tao walked into the yard and saw everyone looking at her. She quickly waved her hand and said, "He's gone."
Zhang’s mother wondered: “He really left?” Since he came to ask for money and chose such a day to come, why did he leave so readily?
"Yeah, how could he just leave like that?" Zhang Laojiu also said.
Xiao Tao said: "Yes, if you want to drink with him, I will call him back?"
Zhang Laojiu shook his head quickly: "No, no, no, I don't like him and don't want to drink with him."
Xiao Tao sneered in her heart, he is your creditor, it is strange that you like to see him.
She ignored Zhang Laojiu and ran to sit next to her master.
Zhang Laojiu raised his wine bowl again: "Thank you all for coming to my Shuiyu's Zhuangyuan Wine. Let's raise your glasses and have a drink."
"Wait a minute!" Another voice stopped Zhang Laojiu.
This time, it was not one person who came, but a large group of people.
The person walking at the front is a tall man in his thirties. On such a hot day, he is actually wearing a black suit and sunglasses. He walks with a wind. It is obvious at a glance that this person is the boss of the Black Amnesty Society.
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Mengyu was stunned: This person was Chen Jiu who had lured Zhang Laojiu into gambling in his previous life, and then forced Zhang Laojiu to mortgage his daughter to him!
He had a nightclub in S city on the coast. Zhang Laojiu tricked Shuiyu into entering. Afterwards, Zhang Shuiyu had no hope of escaping, so he climbed out of the nightclub window and jumped out.
Unexpectedly, history repeated itself, and Zhang Laojiu was actually led to gamble money again. It was not difficult for Mengyu to imagine that he must have a high-value IOU from Zhang Laojiu in his hand.
Mengyu dispersed her consciousness and went to check Chen Jiu's body.
There is no IOU on Chen Jiu.
Mengyu took a closer look at the young man behind Chen Jiu.
There was a bag in the man's hand. If she guessed correctly, the bag should belong to Chen Jiu.
Mengyu's consciousness penetrated and she found an IOU signed and fingerprinted by Zhang Laojiu.
However, as soon as she saw the IOU, the anger in Mengyu's heart increased:
I saw the IOU written on it: I borrowed 1 yuan from sister Chen Jiuruan today. If I am unable to repay it, I am willing to pay it back with my daughter Zhang Shuiyu.
Issuer: Zhang Laojiu. Seal. August 12, 1981.
This IOU is actually a blank IOU!
How much was borrowed, there was no figure.
In other words, Chen Jiu can fill in as much as he wants!
Is Lao Jiu full of shit in this chapter? He actually signed such an IOU?
If this IOU were to see the light of day and follow due procedures, even she wouldn't be able to move it over for Shuiyu.
Mengyu felt that this was a bit weird. No matter how stupid Zhang Laojiu was, he couldn't sign a blank IOU. There must be something fishy in it that someone didn't know about.
She thought for a moment and found that there was a pen in her bag. She simply controlled the ink in the pen with her consciousness and wrote the uppercase number in the blank space where the number should be written on the IOU.
She originally wanted to write one yuan, but found that there were too many blank spaces. It was obvious that Chen Jiu was ready to write a number that Zhang Laojiu would never finish in his lifetime. She simply wrote one point, one point and two yuan. Then she added the number.
Consciousness withdrew.
She found that it was really tiring to use her consciousness to move ink and form words.
She quickly took out a bottle of spiritual spring water in the space and drank it, and then she felt a little better.
Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, she found a knife-like gaze directed at her.
Mengyu raised her head and met Chen Jiu's eyes.
She pulled up the corners of her mouth, pulled out a cold but polite smile, and nodded towards Chen Jiu.
Chen Jiu frowned slightly: This girl is not afraid of me!