Have you ever been to a pawn shop like this, where you can pawn everything you have, love, luck, life span, organs, youth, and more. . . Different chips can be exchanged for different benefits. If you are a very lucky person, you can pawn your luck in exchange for everything you want. If you are a poor person, you can pawn your lifespan in exchange for money. , but don’t keep pawning, because the last thing you lose is your soul.
In an office, a man lowered his head and put his hands in his hair, his face full of anxiety and pain.
"Manager, the company already has tens of millions in debt. According to the bankers, if you don't pay back the money tomorrow, the company will be closed down." A woman walked in and put down a document, and the man waved his hand impatiently. The woman withdrew.
The man raised his head, holding the document, and sighed. I was cheated by my partner and spent all the money I borrowed. I still have a lot of debt. Seizure, what's the use of seizing it? Even if I sell all the property in my name, I still can't pay it back. I will either die or go to jail. But what should I do at home? The child is just one month old.
The man walked helplessly on the busy street, all the way to the bridge, looking at the sea water below, living like this, what a failure.
"Young man, death won't solve the problem." An old voice sounded. The man looked up and saw an old man looking at him with squinted eyes: "Young man, go here and we can solve your problem." The old man put a business card into his hand.
The man took it and was about to speak, but found that the old man was missing.
The man looked around strangely, thinking he was dreaming, but the black business card in his hand told him that what just happened was not a dream. The man raised his hand and glanced at the business card: Pawn Shop No. 13, No. 130 XX Street.
Is there such a place? The man scratched his head strangely. He had lived in this city for thirty years, why didn't he know that there was such a place?
The man looked at the business card and realized that there was no way out anyway, so go and have a look, maybe there would be a miracle. Even if he was a liar, what else could he deceive?
The man called a car and the car stopped in an old city. The man walked down an alley. This was a bungalow area, the only slum in the city. It was strange that he didn't know this place. How can you pay attention to what is around you when you are living in a steel forest?
The man checked the rusty house number and kept walking in. The alley was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers. The man used his mobile phone to illuminate the light as he trudged forward.
Finally I saw a house at the end of the alley. No. 130, right here. The man was about to knock on the door, but the door opened. The man was stunned. It was the old man on the street.
"Young man, come in." The old man held a lantern and led the way. The man walked in curiously, but his eyes suddenly opened up. The door looked shabby and unremarkable, but there was something special and antique inside.
The man was led into the main room by the old man. The lights in this room are very dim, but you can clearly see the layout inside. This room is not big. On the wall directly opposite the lobby is an ink painting of flowers blooming and wealth. In front of it is a large bookcase, and some are placed around it. The potted plants were very tall. The man looked at the potted plants strangely. They seemed to be mulberry trees. Are mulberry trees planted in flower pots?
"Hello, I'm the shopkeeper here. What do you want to pawn?" A crisp voice sounded. The man was stunned for a moment. He looked at the source of the voice and found that there was a gentle and elegant man sitting behind the desk. His face is wearing a long gown from the Republic of China period, but the material is very elegant, it is silk. The man holds a jade gourd in his hand. Looking at him with a smile.
"Pawn?" The man said blankly: "I have nothing, what can I pawn." The man said with a bitter smile.
"Ah, let me ask this, what do you want?" The shopkeeper smiled.
"I'm bankrupt. I've been cheated. The company will be seized tomorrow. What I need most now is money." The man said, with helplessness in his eyes.
"Can fifty million solve your problem?" the shopkeeper replied.
"What did you say?" The man looked at the shopkeeper in surprise.
"Fifty million, I can give you fifty million." the shopkeeper replied.
"Really, are you kidding?" The man's eyes suddenly lit up.
"I never joke, but don't be happy first. What will you exchange for it?" the shopkeeper replied.
"You can give me whatever you want in exchange for it." The man was already excited. As long as he had this money, he could die with a smile on his face.
"Well, you are a long-lived person, so trade your lifespan for it. I will take the 10 years of life, and you can take the 50 million. Is that okay?" the shopkeeper replied.
"Deal." The man had already rushed to the desk, pressed his hands on the desk, and looked at the shopkeeper with bright eyes.
"Okay, this is a contract. Once signed, you cannot go back on it, otherwise the price will be ten times the amount of the transaction." The shopkeeper took out a piece of paper. The man put his fingerprints on it without thinking.
"Look at your account." The storyteller raised his chin.
The man looked down at his phone and his eyes widened. There were fifty million in his account. The man started to call excitedly, and the shopkeeper watched quietly. Half an hour later, the man raised his head: "Thank you, thank you."
"You're welcome." The shopkeeper replied.
"As long as you give me enough chips, you can get what you want?" the man asked.
"Yes, you can pawn anything you want, luck, love, health, organs, life span. I can solve all your problems." The anecdote replied.
"Okay, great." The man was still too excited to react: "Then how can I find you next time?"
"Just come over here, but remember it's late at night, and I'm usually not here." The shopkeeper replied.
The man nodded and was taken out by the old man.
