"Yes, I am a shameless person. I am the shameless person you asked to borrow money." Lin Yue stretched out his hand: "Do you have any objections? If you have any objections, please return the agreement to me, and you can go find someone else to borrow money."
Father Jiang's gums hurt with hatred, but what can be done? He has borrowed money everywhere he can. With his current situation, saying he is desperate is an understatement.
"You...don't be angry, what I just said were all angry words."
"What? I didn't hear it." Lin Yue shook his head, indicating that he didn't hear clearly.
"I said, what I just said were all angry words." Jiang's father repeated again. Even the coffee shop owner who was talking to regular customers in the corner was startled and glanced at where they were sitting.
Lin Yue said: "The voice is too low, I can't hear it."
Jiang's father took several deep breaths, lowered his eyebrows and said, "I'm sorry, I talked nonsense, I'm shameless, I'm a villain."
"Hey, that's right." Lin Yue said, "Since you are so self-aware, I accept your apology."
The debt collector looked at the young man sitting next to him, his face full of admiration and fear. The Jiang family was really unlucky to have provoked such a vengeful guy.
Father Jiang did not dare to say anything more, so he quickly picked up the pen placed on the table and wrote his name in the lower right corner of the document.
"Say it again, after one month, if the money is paid back, I will earn some interest." Lin Yue pressed the document with his hand and stared into Jiang's father's eyes: "After one month, if the money is not paid, the house on your Fuxing Road is mine. That’s it.”
"Then you have to give me the money first."
"Xiao Luo."
Following Lin Yue's call, Luo Jiaming walked in from the outside with the company's financial staff: "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Li, let's go, I will take you to the bank."
The debt collector nodded to Lin Yue and followed Jiang's father outside.
Lin Yue looked out the window and watched several people leave.
Comeback?
Yes, stocks go up and down. If they are stuck this month, they may go up again next month. However, this year is different from the past. In 2015, the market reached a peak of 5,000 points, and then collapsed, trading sideways at 2,800 points for two years. 3000 points went sideways for two years, then 3200 points, and 3500 points. Father Jiang wanted to amortize the cost by buying the bottom. Does he have that much money? What's more, most of them are loans, and the interest rates can crush him to death.
…
A week later.
After the sunset, the last ray of sunlight smeared across the roof curtain wall of Shanghai Tower, and the night swallowed up the world quietly.
The whistles of ships came from the river, some were melodious, some were dull, and some were rapid. The traffic on the riverside road was constantly flowing. Large and small colored lights dispersed the increasingly dense darkness, infusing this steel forest. Cool warm colors.
In an apartment in Block B of COFCO Seaview No. 1, Xie Jiayin, wearing a dark purple suspender pajamas, opened the door, and what appeared along with the smell of alcohol was Xie Hongzu's unhappy face.
"It's so late, why are you here?"
"Is it too late?" Xie Hongzu asked his mother as he looked outside at the overwhelmingly bright night. Yes, he was drunk, but his perception of time was not wrong. It was now a little after eight o'clock, and summer nights were always a little later than spring and autumn.
He walked into the room, looked around, and threw the BMW keys on the sofa.
"Mom, you didn't let me buy the house in Dongli. Why did you give the money to that man named Zhang? Do you know what he did with it? It was a loan. I asked about it. That man was a professional gambler who lost money playing stocks. A lot of money is a debt besides the body. Can such a person have the ability to repay the money? Impossible!"
"Did you come here for this matter?" Xie Jiayin frowned: "Did you drink too?"
"Mom, it's not the point that I drink." Xie Hongzu said: "I am your son, and Zhang is an outsider. If you don't give me the money, go and give him flowers. Do you know how hard I was in Dongli that day? ?Do you know what people outside talk about our family?"
Xie Jiayin walked into the kitchen and took a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator and threw it to him: "I didn't let you see the house in Dongli to spend money, but to invest. Now there is a better investment than buying a house. Channel, why did you throw the money there?”
"Better investment channels?" Xie Hongzu stopped unscrewing the lid and said with red eyes: "Lending?"
"Watch your tone!"
Xie Jiayin's expression was a little ugly, and even a fool could hear the sarcasm in Xie Hongzu's words.
"Mom, how far do you have to be deceived by that pretty boy before you realize that he has a girlfriend? I saw it with my own eyes in Dongli that day. I remember her name. It's Yuan Yuan."
"The money Zhang Anren used for lending was his own and had nothing to do with me."
"What?" Xie Hongzu thought he heard wrong: "He comes from a small place and hasn't even paid off his mortgage. How can he come up with tens of millions? Mom, even if you want to lie to me, please come up with a logical reason." OK?"
"I don't need to lie to you about this. I did lend him 20 million for stock trading before, but I paid him back a week ago."
"I invested 20 million, and it more than doubled in less than a month. Don't think I don't know what's going on outside. The market has fallen like that, but he can make money against the trend? Do you think he is a stock god? Buffett is not like this either. Are you capable?"
"Who told you that Zhang Anren invested in the mainland stock market, while he bought Hong Kong and U.S. stocks."
Xie Jiayin didn't believe it at first. A teaching assistant at the School of Architecture, he was good at drawing drawings, but how could he play stocks and futures? Not to mention cutting leeks, people have shaved off all the hair on their bodies. However, the world is so weird. This guy can always buy low and sell high, and he only chooses stocks that have skyrocketed in recent days, playing short-term It was a slippery slope, and the leverage in futures was even more disturbing. Even though she was used to seeing wind and waves, she felt like she couldn't hold on.
But then I thought about it seriously, and I realized that this guy already had a lot of secrets. Adding the title of "Stock God" wasn't too hard to accept. What's more, the stronger his ability, the more help he would have to her. A man like this, of course, would have to risk his life to catch him.
Xie Hongzu didn't believe it at all. In his opinion, Xie Jiayin was already obsessed with her. She would say that Zhang's farts were sweet.
"But...but, since he is so good at making money, why does he still lend money? The target is still a person with a lot of debt. Mom, don't be fooled by his appearance. I suspect that all this is due to his collusion with foreign forces. Okay, for the purpose of defrauding our family of all their property."
"enough!"
Xie Jiayin gave him a cold look, very dissatisfied with her son who always instigated conflicts between her and Zhang Anren. She knew what he was thinking. No child wanted his parents to find him a wife. Stepfather/Mom, however, she has not remarried for so many years. She has worked hard to bring Xie Hongzu up and built a business, just because she does not want her son to be wronged. Now she has finally met someone she particularly likes, and Xie Hongzu has grown up. He didn't say he understood her, but he still pointed fingers at her love life. This is really too much.
The outside world thought that Zhang Anren was dating her, but the fact was that that person not only gave her a soft meal, but also helped her a lot. However, no one believed her when she told her, and they all thought that she was protecting her little boyfriend, which made her very helpless. If there are similar situations, we simply won’t explain them. Let those people think whatever they want.
It doesn't matter if people who don't know her don't believe what she says, and it doesn't make sense to her own son. It's strange that she doesn't get angry because she has always been strict.
Xie Hongzu trembled with fright and moved his lips several times: "Mom..."
Before the next words were spoken, footsteps were heard coming from the stairs leading to the upper floor, and a man with wet hair came down from the top.
"I think you mother and son need to communicate seriously. I won't disturb you tonight. Goodbye."
Lin Yue straightened his suit and threw a document over: "It contains the materials needed for tomorrow's meeting. Don't forget to read it a few times to avoid forgetting the words and getting stuck in the middle of the lecture."
After saying this, he opened the door and left without giving Xie Jiayin a chance to stay.
It's uncomfortable, it's very uncomfortable, it's extremely uncomfortable.
Saying important things three times is not enough to describe Xie Jiayin's unhappiness. Is it easy for her? In order to keep him, in order to eat the ginseng fruit, she spent so much thought and time, and finally went from making lewd jokes to the stage of actual combat. After the candlelight dinner, her sweetheart went to the second floor to take a shower. Xie Hongzu knocked on the door, and after entering the room, Balabala said a lot of useless nonsense.
She was almost anxious to death, so she patiently explained to her, but what was the result? Explanations came after explanations, but Xie Hongzu didn't listen and let it go. He even frightened away the Tang Monk meat that hit his mouth.
"Mom, what's going on? You and him..."
Xie Hongzu stood up with the strength of his drink, walked up to Xie Jiayin, pointed at the door that had not been closed, and asked.
"What's going on? Does this have anything to do with you?"
Xie Hongzu raised his voice and said: "How come it has nothing to do with me! It has a lot to do with me."
Pa~
A crisp sound filled the big house.
The glass reflected Xie Hongzu's astonished face.
She beat him for Zhang Anren, but she actually beat him for an outsider?
"You hit me...you hit me for him?"
Xie Jiayin said in a cold voice: "Get out."
Xie Hongzu looked at her blankly.
"I told you to get out!"
"Let me go, okay, okay, don't regret it." He nodded continuously, and then walked out angrily.
