Neither the couple slept well that night.

When the sun rose, both of them got up with dark circles under their eyes.

The fat man had already bought breakfast and was sitting on the sofa. It was obvious that he was in a daze and in a very low mood.

But when he saw his parents coming out, the fat man immediately changed his expression and said with a smile: "Dad, Mom, I bought breakfast, come and eat."

Xiang Yanming and his wife looked at each other in confusion.

My son is acting very abnormal today.

This store is about to become someone else's, why is he still smiling and looking so heartless?

But soon, they figured it out.

The son is trying to comfort them.

Look, my son didn’t eat a single bite of the breakfast he bought.

"Come on, have some food." Xiang Yanming forced a smile.

Cao Jianghua nodded, walked over, and asked his son, "I want to eat too."

"I've already eaten outside and I'm very full." The fat man said with a smile.

Seeing that both his parents had dark circles under their eyes, Xiang Wang felt heartbroken, but he still smiled.

"Son, how is your business doing now?" Xiang Yanming asked while eating breakfast.

Xiang Wang smiled and said, "That's great. I made over a hundred last night, which means over three thousand a month. I'm going to find a security job. During the day, I can read more books and learn some knowledge. At night, I can sell books. It's pretty leisurely. Don't worry, you can stay at home and take care of us in our old age. I'll earn money to support the family. My son is already grown up."

"That's great. However, we still have to find a way to do some small business. We are so young. If we retire so early, what will others say about us?" Xiang Yanming said with a smile.

When Xiang Wang heard this, he felt relieved.

He was afraid that his parents would not be able to see it.

Cao Jianghua buried his head in eating, his eyes red again, and he didn't say anything.

After dinner, the three of them went to the store in the south of the city together.

Xiang Yanming's family rented three large supermarkets, which are among the largest building materials markets in the entire south of the city. The key is that they have been in business for a long time, more than ten years.

If Xiang Yanming was not so kind, he might have earned more.

He had at least several million yuan in unpaid material payments, but he never delayed paying for purchases. As a result, over the past decade, one of his sons squandered the family's money, and the family didn't have much saved, and this time it all went to waste.

The store is full of building materials, and there are even more piles of them in a nearby warehouse.

Unfortunately, when I wanted to sell these goods to other merchants at a low price, no one dared to buy them.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the market gradually became lively.

There is not much business in the store.

Cao Jianghua took a look at the store entrance, then came back and said to Xiang Yanming, "Those guys are still there."

"With them here, do you still expect anyone to dare come to your door?" Xiang Yanming said with a wry smile, "Well, don't worry about it. My son is right. God will always give us a living. At worst, we can just quit this job, and our family won't be in too much trouble."

Xiang Yanming was actually very unconvinced and unwilling in his heart, but he had already accepted his fate.

The fat man sat aside, silent, but his expression was relatively relaxed.

That's all pretend.

The three of them looked at the time from time to time.

Finally, it was ten o'clock.

The two cars stopped by the roadside on time.

One was a Mercedes-Benz sedan and the other was a commercial vehicle.

Niu Xiao, dressed as a gangster, came. He had a dragon tattoo on his chest, a gold necklace around his neck, a sandalwood bracelet on his wrist, a flat head, a slightly fat figure, a big belly, a bag under his arm, and an Apple phone in his hand. He got out of the Mercedes-Benz and walked into the store casually.

Behind him, in addition to his driver and thugs, there were seven or eight younger brothers who got off the business car, all of whom had unfriendly expressions.

"Brother Xiang, business is good." Niu Xiao smiled generously, came over, pulled a chair and sat down, crossing his legs.

"Uncle Niu, how can business be good? We are about to close. There have been people watching over the shop this whole week, but not a single customer has come in." Xiang Yanming glanced at a few young men not far from the door. They all looked fierce. They were all Feng Xiao's younger brothers.

Xiang Yanming was so upset. You sent people here to stop customers from coming in, and you still ask me if my business is good?

Niu Xiao said bitterly, "Business is tough these days. It's tough on everyone. I still owe a lot of money, and people keep asking me to pay them back. Otherwise, I wouldn't force you. How's it going? Have you got all the money ready?"

Xiang Yanming took a deep breath and said, "I only have 500,000 yuan prepared. How about I pay you back the 500,000 yuan first? Give me another half a month, and I will definitely find a way to get the full amount for you."

"What? Half a month?"

Niu Xiao's face changed. "In just half a month, they've chopped me up and fed me to the fish. Besides, you owe me a total of 1.5 million. Did you remember it wrong?"

"Uncle Niu, what do you mean? Didn't I pay you 500,000 some time ago?" Xiang Yanming was stunned and immediately shouted.

Cao Jianghua and Xiang Wang also came over.

"That's right, Uncle Niu. We paid you back 500,000 yuan, and we still owe you 1 million yuan. How come it has become 1.5 million yuan now?" Xiang Wang said angrily, his face flushed.

"Is this your son?" Niu Xiao glanced at Xiang Wang and asked Yan Ming.

Xiang Yanming nodded: "Uncle Niu, if there is anything, let's talk about it. It has nothing to do with my son."

Niu Xiao laughed sarcastically: "Okay, let me explain why it's 1.5 million. The original loan was 1.5 million. The 500,000 you borrowed last time was just the interest. Oh, the principal hasn't been paid yet."

"Hasn't the 200,000 yuan interest already been paid? It was deducted at the time, so we only received 1.3 million yuan." Xiang Yanming was also anxious.

"Who the hell saw that? Is there such a clause in the agreement?" Niu Xiao stood up, slammed his hand on the desk, and yelled at Yan Ming, "Xiang, you'd better know your place. Don't be so shameless and try to blame me, Niu Xiao, for your debt. Are you tired of living like this?"

"You—" The fat man pointed at Niu Xiao's face and shouted, "Niu, I may kill people but I'm not above it, but you've gone too far in bullying me. If you provoke me, we can go to court and seek justice!"

Niu Xiao suddenly burst into laughter, and the younger brothers behind him also laughed, and they all looked at the fat man as if he were a fool.

After laughing for a while, Niu Xiao stopped, suddenly stepped forward, and said in a cold voice: "Do you have a surname? I will make sure you can't speak forever."

Xiang Yanming quickly protected his son behind him, his face full of fear and anger: "Niu Xiao, we know so many Niu after all. If you want money, just take it. Don't hurt my son."

"Then give me the money." Niu Xiao said lightly.

Xiang Yanming pulled out a black bag from under his desk and handed it to Niu Xiao: "Here is 500,000 yuan. I'll get the rest for you within three days."

Niu Xiao took the money, opened the bag and took a look, without counting it, he handed it directly to the driver behind him.

Then, he touched his nose and said, "Who said I'm going to give you three days? According to the agreement, you have to pay back the money by ten o'clock this morning. Otherwise, this store will be mine. Let me remind you, you still owe me one and a half million."