"She showed us the court's judgment, saying the house was awarded to her," the fat man said, scratching his head. "What are we going to do now? We've paid the money, but we can't change the locks!"
Brother Biao spat on the ground, "Damn it! They really tricked me. Luckily, I was careful and added an extra clause to the contract, otherwise the money would have been wasted."
"And now?" the fat man continued.
Brother Biao thought for a moment, "We can't confront them head-on. You go back and take Skinny with you. We'll leave the house behind."
"Why? Didn't that house cost 800?" the fat man said, expressing his incomprehension.
Brother Biao thought about it again, what if the other party was just bluffing?
So he patted the fat man on the shoulder, then turned around, went back into the house to grab his coat, and casually locked the door.
They hurriedly followed the fat man to the building and saw military vehicles downstairs.
He looked it over from all angles and confirmed that it was a genuine military vehicle.
At that moment, Brother Biao didn't want to go upstairs anymore.
The fat man walked into the stairwell and noticed that Brother Biao hadn't followed, so he turned back and said, "Come on! We're almost there!"
"I'm not going up. I'll just ask that guy for the money later." Brother Biao wouldn't admit that he chickened out; he just didn't want to deal with the military.
These days, the business you're doing isn't even legitimate to begin with. If you offend people on top of that, do you even want to make money in the future?
The fat guy, thinking he was already there, asked, "Brother Biao, you're not chickening out, are you?"
"No, I'll go up then." Brother Biao was furious, so he patted Fatty on the head as he passed by.
After being hit, the fat man belatedly realized that he had said the wrong thing.
When they reached the fifth floor, they saw the door was open, but the skinny man was nowhere to be seen.
Brother Biao strode in and saw the skinny guy squatting against the wall in the living room.
Two uniformed soldiers were standing in front of him, one of whom was very tall, the kind that he had to look up at.
"Hello, comrades!" he greeted humbly.
Gu Lingxiao looked at the man in front of him and saw that he was a gangster and didn't seem like a good person.
“This is our boss,” the fat man said, straightening his back. “We acquired this house yesterday for 800 yuan, and the man signed a contract with us.”
He was backed up by someone else, otherwise he would have been cowardly. Looking at the skinny man squatting on the ground, he felt ashamed!
Brother Biao kicked Fatty in the butt, "What are you saying? Kneel down right now!"
The fat man quickly knelt down, and when he looked up at the leader, he realized that his legs were trembling. It turned out that it wasn't just the skinny man who was afraid.
Brother Biao apologized to them, "I'm sorry, my men misspoke. I don't want this house anymore!"
Gu Lingxiao: "I want to know if Song Weidong sold this house to you?"
“Yes, that’s right,” Brother Biao replied respectfully.
Lu Zhixia came out of the house and heard this, so she spoke directly to the person.
"He signed a contract with you?"
"Yes, I signed the contract with him. Luckily, I was careful. If the house transaction doesn't go through, then the 800 yuan will become a loan!" Brother Biao became more and more uncertain as he spoke. He secretly glanced at the girl in front of him, who looked to be in her early twenties.
"Oh, is it the kind with compound interest?" Lu Zhixia asked.
"How can I say that? Can I say it?" Brother Biao knew that what he had done was illegal, and with soldiers and law enforcement officers in front of him, he really didn't dare to say anything reckless.
"Just tell me," Lu Zhixia said.
“There is indeed a little bit of interest,” Brother Biao said in a low voice. “He said that the name on the property certificate is his wife’s, and I’m afraid that the house won’t be able to be sold.”
"Not bad, you've been more cautious. Now, go ask him for the money!" Lu Zhixia said directly. "Remember, the more the better, so that he can't repay it!"
Looking at the girl in front of him, Brother Biao wondered if she could just say such things carelessly.
Seeing that the others remained silent, he knew that this girl meant what she said, and he looked up to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
“I’ve remembered what the girl said. I’ll definitely make him pay me back.”
“If you ask him for money now, you can only get back the initial investment. You should think about how to get more money from him.”
"you mean?"
"It's up to you to interpret it!"
"Okay, I understand." Brother Biao realized that the girl in front of him wanted him to kill Song Weidong.
Lu Zhixia felt nauseous just looking at the house. Thinking about how this person could do business with Song Weidong, she asked him...
Are you still going to take possession of this house?
"Are you going to sell your house too?" Brother Biao asked in surprise.
Lu Zhixia knew that dealing with this kind of person meant never putting things in writing.
"Yes, I also want to sell my house, but I don't want to sign any contract. I'll just go to the housing management office, give me the money, and I'll transfer the property to you."
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