"How could it be?" Li Jixiang was stunned as he saw a ghost in broad daylight.
When did you sign this guarantee document? Li Ji racked his brains, his head hurt from thinking about it, but he still couldn't figure it out.
"I, I... I haven't signed it..." Li Ji's hand holding the document was trembling, and he looked confused.
"Mr. Li, this is your personal seal. Is it not a fake?"
Cui Hao pointed to the clear seal behind the "guarantor's signature" on the document and shrugged his nose.
"This, this..." Li Jicheng became a piece of wood.
Yes, the documents in black and white and the bright red personal name stamp are clearly in front of you, how can you deny it?
But I obviously never signed this document!
"Look, this is a copy of your ID card. It's correct, right?" Cui Hao picked up a piece of paper sent by Xiao Zhang and handed it to Li Ji.
Li Ji took it and took a look: it was true, it was a copy of his ID card. It is also stamped with the words "Only for this guarantee document signing, any further copies will be invalid."
Li Ji was completely speechless.
He sat numbly on the chair, feeling inexplicably cold all over his body, as if he had fallen into a dark well.
"Okay, okay," Tao Ping had been watching silently before, and now he finally said, "This matter has been settled, and we will talk about the rest after everything is settled. There is only one thing at the moment, and I will do my best to do it." Go ahead and collect them as soon as possible."
"Communicate and report any situation at any time," Tao Ping waved his hand when no one answered, "It's getting late, everyone should go back."
Li Ji didn't know how he walked out of the office building. He stood at the top of the stairs, looking at the rain falling more and more outside.
At this time, he only felt that he was immersed in the ice cellar.
Everyone else left, and Mr. Tao's car flashed its taillights and rushed out of the courtyard gate.
The night sky was dark, and the continuous raindrops kept falling, reflecting the dim light, like tangled threads.
The phone in his bag was vibrating. Li Ji was holding on to the wall, almost unable to stand. It was quiet all around, with only the sound of rain falling in my ears, like thousands of silkworms eating mulberry leaves.
Li Ji sat slumped on the steps, feeling out of breath, as if all the strength in his body had been drained out at this moment.
It’s 100 million!
One hundred million! ! !
If he were to pay it back, it would take several lifetimes, let alone one lifetime, to pay it back.
The phone was still ringing all the time. Li Ji took out the phone with difficulty, held it in front of his eyes, and just looked at it intently.
The screen was flashing, and there were seven or eight missed calls, all from Liao Ying.
The ringing stopped.
But dozens of seconds later, the bell rang again.
Li Ji sighed, trembling his fingers, and pressed the answer button.
"Is it done? Why aren't you back yet? I'm still waiting for you to eat cake together." Liao Ying's voice was as gentle as water, and Li Ji felt relieved and felt comforted for a moment.
"Well, we just finished the meeting," Li Ji smiled reluctantly, trying his best to make his voice sound normal, "Don't, don't wait for me..."
"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Liao Ying still heard something strange in Li Ji's voice.
"No, it's okay," Li Ji took a deep breath, "Maybe, maybe I was a little tired after a long meeting..."
"Then, it's so late, so don't come over." Liao Ying said softly, her tone full of concern, "Go back and rest early, drink more hot water."
"Okay, okay, I understand...you, you should go to bed early." Li Ji responded and hung up the phone before Liao Ying could speak again.
The cool breeze carried the drizzle on his face, and he couldn't help but shiver.
With his mind slightly clearer, Li Ji was still full of doubts: He had clearly never signed the guarantee document, but where did the seal and ID copy come from?
If he wanted to guarantee it himself, Wan Cheng would definitely tell himself in advance and not be so quiet.
But Wan Cheng is already dead, who can he ask to prove it?
Li Jibai couldn't figure it out, but he felt vaguely that something was wrong.
The coolness of the stone steps soaked into his lower body. Li Ji touched the wall and stood up slowly.
Looking at the hazy night outside, Li Ji stood dazed for a long time, finally shook his head and said to himself: "It's a disaster that can't be avoided, go to hell, go back to sleep!"
That night, Li Ji had an extremely restless sleep.
Always half asleep and half awake. His mind was filled with the guarantee document and the bright red name badge, which looked like bright red blood. He was so startled that he woke up from nightmares several times.
Sleep, sleep, wake up, wake up, sleep. At six o'clock, Li Ji couldn't lie down anymore, so he simply got out of bed, changed into his sportswear and went out for a run as usual.
Although he is the deputy general manager, Li Ji still lives in the single dormitory in the industry because he is not married.
Li Ji went downstairs and met Uncle Wang who was burning the boiler at the door. Uncle Wang saw that Li Ji looked very unhappy, so he asked with concern: "Mr. Li, are you not sick?"
"No, it's okay," Li Ji rubbed his face with both hands and grinned, "Uncle Wang, I'm fine!" After saying that, he trotted out of the yard.
When he came back from running, he was sweating. He took a shower and put on clean clothes. He felt much better.
Sitting at the table, eating the soy milk and fried dough sticks I bought on the way, I thought silently.
Li Ji had long known that Cui Hao couldn't stand him.
When Cui Hao was the vice president of a branch, he once led an acquaintance to the counter where Li Ji worked to handle business. It happened that a company was paying wages that day, and there was a long queue at the counter.
Cui Hao was impatient to wait, so he squeezed to the front and asked Li Ji to do it for him first.
Li Ji looked at the long queue behind him and calmly asked him to line up in order. Cui Hao was rejected and rolled his eyes in anger, feeling even more embarrassed in front of his friends. But it’s not easy to have an attack in front of so many people. After queuing for a while, he left angrily without doing any more business.
Later, Li Ji went to the credit department of the municipal bank and happened to be responsible for the credit business review of the branch where Cui Hao worked.
Several times the credit information submitted was incomplete. Cui Hao called Li Ji and asked Li Ji to do it first and provide the materials later, but Li Ji refused.
Cui Hao was so angry that he believed that Li Ji was deliberately making things difficult and said a lot of bad things about Li Ji behind his back.
Soon, Li Ji was promoted to deputy general manager of the credit department. Later, the original general manager of the credit department retired and his replacement was Cui Hao.
The two "are not enemies and never get together."
Li Ji had nothing in mind, so he should do whatever he wanted. But Cui Hao always thought that Li Ji looked down on him, an old technical secondary school student, because he was a graduate of a prestigious university, with a background in a major, and a high degree of education. Coupled with the old scores in the past, Li Ji looked down upon him.
No wonder.
Cui Hao graduated from a technical secondary school. After reaching the age of 50, he secretly found his way around and took the position of general manager of the municipal banking department. Li Ji was only in his mid-twenties and was already the vice president of the municipal banking department.
This made Cui Hao jealous and angry.
Is Cui Hao trying to take revenge on himself?
