Before he was imprisoned, he could be said to be a noble member of Mao Xin's family. If it weren't for him, Mao Xin would be working as a taxi driver, and he would be able to earn five or six thousand in a month, which would be pretty good!
It was him who, for the sake of his aunt and the friendship between the two families, gave Mao Xin an annual income of hundreds of thousands with a monthly salary of 8,000 and a dividend of 5% of the company's shares.
At that time, Mao Xin obeyed his orders and was polite.
Unexpectedly, just over half a year later, Mao Xin has become so worldly and does not miss the old feelings at all!
Not only did they not miss their old friendship, they even cursed their family in front of him for not regretting their death!
The world is so cold and human relations are thinner than paper. When the high wall collapses, everyone will push it away!
From the beginning to the end, Han Jiulin was sitting with his back to the door of the ward and Mao Xin and Mao Lele.
Hearing this, Furubo's face finally showed a sneer, and he slowly stood up from the sofa.
"This Mr. Mao is Zifan's elder, uncle, right?" Han Jiulin turned around, presented his majestic figure and handsome face to Mao and his daughter, and asked softly.
Mao Xin and Mao Lele were both taken by Han Jiulin's aura and looked a little shocked. Especially Mao Lele, after seeing Han Jiulin's face clearly, her heartbeat began to beat faster than expected.
After being stunned for a moment, Mao Xin and Han Jiulin looked at each other, nodded and said coldly: "That's right, what's wrong?"
Han Jiulin smiled faintly and said slowly: "Nothing, I just want to ask you, do you agree that I will pay you back the money Zifan's mother borrowed from you?"
Mao Xin's eyes lit up, he nodded hurriedly and said: "Of course it's no problem! As long as you are willing to pay it back, how can I disagree?"
Han Jiulin nodded and said, "I just took a look at those IOUs. They all have interest, two cents, right?"
Mao Xin said: "Yes, there's nothing wrong with it. In today's society, how can you borrow money without interest?"
Han Jiulin hummed and said, "Then do you calculate, how much is the total including principal and interest?"
Mao Xin smiled and said: "No need to calculate, I remember these accounts very clearly, including principal and interest, the total is 473,020."
"good."
Han Jiulin nodded, took out his phone, called, and said bluntly: "Send me 473,200 yuan in cash."
Just saying this, he hung up the phone.
Mao Xin raised his brows, showed a bit of warmth on his face, and said with a smile: "Didn't you see that you are still a big boss at such a young age?"
Han Jiulin smiled faintly and stood there motionless without speaking.
Mao Xin put his hot face against his cold butt and snorted coldly.
About ten minutes later, a distinguished guard knocked on the door and entered, carrying a large box.
"Sir, this is the cash you want." Zunwei came to Han Jiulin, held the box in both hands, and bowed.
Han Jiulin tapped Mao Xin with his chin and said, "Give him the money."
"Yes!" Zunwei responded and handed the box to Mao Xin.
Mao Xin opened the box hesitantly and saw a stack of brand new banknotes inside. After checking the authenticity of the banknotes, he and Mao Lele carefully counted them on the spot.
Han Jiulin watched them count the money quietly from beginning to end. After they counted the money twice and confirmed that there was no problem, he asked: "Is the amount of money correct?"
"Yes, no problem." Mao Xin laughed, overjoyed.
Mao Lele also looked at Han Jiulin with a happy face and said: "Handsome guy, I didn't see it, but you are really rich.
Let me tell you, people like Wu Zifan cannot be held up by mud, so you'd better have less contact with him in the future."
After that, he sent two glances, and continued feeling good about himself: "I have a class reunion tonight, and I happen to be short of a male companion. I wonder if you are interested in attending with me?"
Han Jiulin ignored Mao Lele at all, still looking at Mao Xin, and said quietly: "Now, I will clear the money that the Wu family owes you.
Next, should we also clear up the account of your disrespectful words towards Uncle Wu and others?"
Mao Xin heard something in Han Jiulin's words, his face darkened, and he sneered: "How do you plan to clear it up?"
Han Jiulin said quietly: "It's very simple. From what I heard about the conversation between you and Zifan just now, it seems that you have made a lot of money from him in the past few years, right?
Now, spit out all the money intact."
Mao Xin was stunned, then burst into laughter, pointed at Han Jiulin and said: "I thought you, a young man, were interesting just now, but now it seems that you are even stupider than that idiot Wu Zifan.
That money is my reasonable and legal income. What qualifications do you have to ask me to spit out that money?
You have cerebral palsy!"
Standing beside him like a pine tree and a cypress, ready for action at any time, the Zunwei's aura suddenly swelled, and he suddenly came to Mao Xin like a tiger or a wolf.
Zunwei, who was nearly 185 in height, lowered his head and stared at Mao Xin, saying in a cold voice: "Zunwei cannot be offended. Do you want to die?"
At this moment, Mao Xin felt as if he was being stared at by a fierce tiger. He was trembling all over. He wanted to sneer twice to express his disdain, but found that he couldn't even squeeze out a smile.
Shortness of breath, rapid heartbeat, and cold sweat!
Han Jiulin spoke calmly and ordered: "His name is Mao Xin, Mr. Wu's uncle. He once worked in the company founded by Mr. Wu. Within half an hour, I want all his information."
Zunwei stared at Mao Xin and narrowed his eyes, then turned around, accepted the order, and walked out.
When Zunwei left, Mao Xin felt weak and almost fell to the ground.
Mao Lele supported Mao Xin, looked at Han Jiulin with some fear, and said in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?"
Han Jiulin ignored Mao Lele and turned around to sit back on the sofa.
Qin Linxi asked in a low voice: "What are you going to do?"
Han Jiulin glanced at Wu Zifan and said, "Let's settle the accounts. We should settle them one by one.
From what I understand, Mr. Mao does not intend to have anything to do with Zifan and his family in the future. If this is the case, let's cut it off."
Wu Zifan sneered and nodded, Han Jiulin's approach was exactly what he wanted.
Mao Xin and Mao Lele sensed something was wrong and stood up to leave, but Han Jiulin didn't stop them.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the ward door was opened, the guard who was on the phone outside the door blocked the door.
"Sir, they want to leave, do you want them to leave?"
Han Jiulin said quietly without looking back: "No."
Zunwei suddenly raised his hand and slapped Mao Xin on the face. The person who was slapped by Mao Xin was turned upside down and lay on the ground screaming loudly.
Then he said to Mao Lele: "For the sake of you being a woman, if you don't want to be beaten, just go back."
Mao Lele gritted his teeth and said angrily: "You dare to hit my dad? If you dare, you can even hit me!"
Zunwei slapped Mao Lele to the ground with a backhand slap.
Mao Lele's face was red and swollen, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and he was completely stunned.
She really didn't expect that the other party would beat her as a woman whenever he asked!
At this time, I saw the upright Zunwei, with a calm expression, raised his hand to grab the door handle, and gently closed the ward door.
Mao and his daughter were lying on the ground, looking at each other in shock and anger. They began to feel fear, something bad, welling up in their hearts.
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