Chapter 11 Resolving Future Problems
"What wouldn't I dare to do?" my cousin glared at him. "Don't try to threaten me. My mom said she raised you all by herself when you were little, so it's only right that you give me money!"
Haiyue was so angry she almost fainted.
Even the dorm leader couldn't stand it anymore. If Ziyu hadn't given him a look, he would have kicked his cousin out right now.
"Besides, you have so much money now! Why shouldn't you give it to me?"
The younger cousin grabbed the tablet that belonged to Ziyu from the table and displayed the account balance in front of the three of them.
One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, million.
Ziyu then remembered that she hadn't logged out of the account she had used on the tablet last time.
"That's not my money."
Ziyu said in a deep voice, "Give me back my things."
"I won't pay it back!" My cousin hid the tablet behind his back. "You said it wasn't your money, so why is it in your account? You just don't want to give us the money! Do you know I don't even have money to buy sneakers!"
"What does your buying sneakers have to do with Ziyu? Did your family ever buy Ziyu a pair of shoes when he was in college?!"
No time to worry about where the money in Ziyu's account came from, Haiyue's protective instincts kicked in. Now it was no use for Ziyu to stop him; Haiyue had already been kicked hard by his cousin.
"Why!"
The force was so great that it sent my cousin flying, slamming him hard onto the table and tearing a bunch of things off.
The clanging and banging were incredibly noisy, piquing the curiosity of the other dorm rooms.
The dormitory door was not closed, and some people cast curious glances at it. When they saw that it was Ziyu again, they gave her a strange look.
The dorm leader frowned and slammed the door shut.
My cousin clutched the spot where he had been kicked, howling in pain.
"Ziyu! You unlucky bastard! You've already brought death to your parents, and this is how you treat me just because I asked you for some money!"
His eyes were filled with hatred.
If someone who has actually experienced being treated like a victim heard these words, they would probably feel a thousand holes punched in their heart.
But unfortunately, the only person standing here is player Ziyu.
He looked at his cousin coldly, without the slightest emotion.
"I told you, I'll give you the money."
"Ziyu—!"
"It's alright." Ziyu patted Haiyue and walked up to his cousin. "As long as you do it, I'll give you money, and not just 20,000, but 100,000."
Upon hearing "100,000," my cousin's eyes lit up.
"Okay! Go ahead!"
Ziyu smiled and said, "It's simple. Just walk out of the dormitory building and, in front of the people who were just watching the show, say three times in a row, 'I am Da Shabi, Ziyu is my dad,' and that's it."
Now, everyone in the dorm stared wide-eyed.
Haiyue wanted to curse Ziyu. How could he give someone 100,000 for something so simple?
100,000!
That's 100,000!
Ziyu looked at his embarrassed younger cousin with a calm and collected expression.
This is something that your roommates of the same age might just laugh at and shout out, and no one outside would take it seriously; they would just think it's a joke.
But for my fifteen or sixteen-year-old cousin, that would be an incredibly embarrassing thing.
Teenagers who have never earned money don't understand the specific concept of money at all. They only think that face is much more important than money. Otherwise, they wouldn't blame Ziyu for not giving him money so that he wouldn't have new sneakers to wear.
"If you don't want to give me money, just say so!" My cousin gasped for breath, his neck flushed with anger. "I'll tell my mom!"
“There’s no need for that.” Ziyu shook his head. “Cousin, why are you so impatient? This isn’t the only condition.”
"What do you mean?"
His cousin looked at him warily.
For some reason, he always felt that his cousin now was not the same as the cousin who used to cower at home.
“There’s another way.” Ziyu took out a piece of paper and a pen from her bag. “That is to write an IOU.”
"Do you think I'm stupid?" His cousin looked at Ziyu like he was an idiot. "I came here to ask you for 20,000 yuan. Who owes you money?"
"Your aunt is very strict with you, isn't she?" Ziyu said calmly. "She probably only asked you for ten thousand yuan, but you want more, right?"
My cousin has become mute.
Ziyu continued, "Actually, you know very well that I can't really give you that much money. When you go home and complain, your mother will scold me, and I might give your mother the money. You can also take the opportunity to say bad things about me."
Actually, my aunt was good to Ziyu for a while after she got married, but after my cousin was born, my uncle, who had long harbored resentment towards Ziyu, took the opportunity to speak ill of Ziyu, who was studying, to my cousin every day. Over time, the father and son became united and persuaded my aunt as well.
The younger cousin's eyes darted around, avoiding eye contact with Ziyu.
Haiyue cursed, "So young and already learning bad habits!"
"But you also know that if I really give your mom money, you'll only get a few thousand yuan at most. That's probably not even enough to buy the pair of sneakers you want, right?"
Ziyu patiently persuaded, "If you write an IOU, I might not actually make you pay it back, and you can keep the money yourself."
My cousin asked, "You really don't want me to pay you back?"
Ziyu said, "That's right, you're my cousin, we're family, why should we repay each other?"
The younger cousin had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he also felt that Ziyu was right. He still thought that Ziyu was the obedient cousin who used to cower in his house. Although he didn't know why he had so much money now, he was sure that as long as his mother intervened, Ziyu would definitely behave.
Besides, the pair of sneakers he's obsessed with costs exactly 10,000 yuan. If he could borrow 100,000 yuan, he could not only buy those sneakers, but also replace his computer and phone with new ones.
"Then, I'll write it."
Seeing his cousin get up while clutching his wound to write an IOU, Ziyu straightened up and shook his head incessantly.
My little cousin is too easy to fool.
The dorm leader wanted to say a few words of advice, but after thinking about it, she silently climbed into her own bed.
—The bed curtains were drawn.
They were oblivious to what was happening outside their window.
The younger cousin handed Ziyu an IOU for 100,000 yuan. Ziyu kept his word and, even though it hurt, he could only send out 100,000 yuan.
My cousin received the money, and his pain subsided. He ran outside excitedly.
With the annoying guy gone, Haiyue pulled Ziyu towards the rooftop.
Haiyue looked at Ziyu with a complicated expression.
Where did you get so much money?
Ziyu honestly replied, "It's money from Qinyu Town, not mine."
Haiyue asked, "It's not Qinyu Town's company's money, is it?! If you spent it, how will the bill be calculated?! Don't get yourself into jail!"
“No,” Ziyu reassured, “that money belongs to Qinyu Town itself.”
"……What's the meaning?"
"The company's money is kept by Qinyu Town itself. This money was deposited with me by Qinyu Town some time ago."
Haiyue's eyebrows were raised very high.
"He left his money with you?"
Ziyu nodded reluctantly.
"right."
The sea became calmer after that.
He never imagined that Qin Yuzhen would entrust his money to Ziyu.
When he first saw so many numbers before the decimal point, especially since they came from Ziyu's account, he was completely stunned.
But then I thought, if it was given by Qinyu Town, then that would be normal.
What ordinary people could never spend in several lifetimes is probably just a few grains of sand between the fingers of a family like Qin Yuzhen's.
"He gave you so much money, and you just give it away to someone else like that, isn't that a bit inappropriate?"
Ziyu didn't know either.
In the past, Ziyu would have said it was fine, that people like Qin Yuzhen wouldn't care about such a small amount of money.
But the problem is, if it were Qin Yuzhen before, he wouldn't suddenly be given so much money, would he?
He's really not sure what kind of NPC Qinyu Town is right now.
He could only plead with Qin Yuzhen not to ruin the plot at crucial moments.
"I'll explain it to him," was all Ziyu could say.
Haiyue couldn't understand the current relationship between Qinyu Town and Ziyu either.
He said he loved her, but he didn't feel any love from Qin Yuzhen. In this relationship, he could only see Ziyu's devotion to Qin Yuzhen.
But if he didn't love her, it's unlikely he would have given Ziyu so much money all at once.
"By the way, it seems you haven't been delivering breakfast to Qinyu Town every day anymore."
Ziyu's expression froze. Could we please stop talking about such brainless behavior? "He thought it was too much trouble, so he didn't ask me to deliver it."
Haiyue let out a long "oh".
The wind on the rooftop was still blowing hard, and someone had hung bed sheets there to dry, making them rustle loudly in the wind.
Haiyue remained silent for a while before speaking.
What about your cousin?
"I will tell my aunt everything that happened today."
Will this solve the problem?
Haiyue frowned.
Ziyu didn't intend to tell Haiyue about his plans, only saying that he could.
Haiyue didn't say anything more.
Another silence followed.
Do you really like Qinyu Town?
Ziyu glanced at Haiyue, wondering why the topic had shifted back to this.
Following the submissive character's persona, Ziyu nodded.
"right."
Haiyue sighed, as if making up his mind, and patted Ziyu on the back like a good brother, so hard that Ziyu almost fell over.
"Good brother, I've made up my mind. From now on, I will fully support everything you do. I will protect your love with Qin Yuzhen!"
Ziyu: ?
He didn't understand Haiyue's thought process.
I don't understand at all.
*
After parting ways with Haiyue, Ziyu contacted the debt collection gang she had met in the previous game.
Often, starting a business involves some bumps and setbacks, but the boss, being high and mighty, certainly won't get involved personally. So, these dirty and troublesome tasks have to be handled by the assistant.
[Photo, address.]
Ziyu lowered his eyes and sent all the information over.
[Fifteen years old?]
【right. 】
As you know, we are legal, and we will not commit any illegal or criminal acts of violence.
[You don't need to actually do anything; just scare him.]
[To what extent?]
Let's go with the top-ranked "scare freak" package on your menu.
So, when his cousin returned home after having a great time in City A for several days, he found several fierce-looking burly men standing at the door.
Meanwhile, his perpetually drunk father was also hiding in a corner like a quail.
His mother, her face streaked with tears of fear, dragged him to the burly man.
"Tell me! What have you done?!"
My cousin had never seen anything like this before. He just stood there, stunned, as his mother pulled him over.
The burly men were all over 1.8 or 1.9 meters tall, and the muscles on their arms looked as big as two heads of their cousins. They stood like a wall in front of the family of three.
One of the men, who looked the most indifferent, walked up to his cousin and held up a photo of the note he had taken on his phone.
"Do you know how much money Ziyu owes us? He said he gave you all the money, and the IOUs are right here! Your name is on them, isn't it?"
My cousin was so scared that he was trembling all over, and his teeth were chattering.
"I...I don't know..." He looked to his mother for help, his voice trembling with tears, "Mom, Mom, my cousin made me write it..."
The aunt, whose eyes were covered in bruises and whose hair was disheveled from being constantly threatened and intimidated by these burly men these past few days, poured out all her emotions when she heard her son say this.
"Didn't I tell you to only ask him for ten thousand? Why is there an IOU? Huh?! Why? Where did this one hundred thousand come from? Have you been doing something bad behind my back again?!"
The woman's voice was shrill and loud: "Why can't you give me peace of mind? Why do you always have to cause so much trouble? You're just like your father! You're both here to harm me!"
If he could have calmed down a bit, his cousin would have been able to sort out the flawed reasons in front of him. But the moment he returned, he was faced with a terrifyingly strong man, a crazed mother, and an incompetent father.
The feeling of being deceived and tricked.
My cousin was completely unable to calm down; he was trembling with fear and had lost the last shred of the ability to think.
Seeing that the situation was about right, the burly man took out the contract again.
“Ziyu owes us even more, but he can’t pay it back right now. The money that should have been given to us was given to you instead. It’s only right that we come to ask for it back! We don’t want to cause any more trouble. Let’s sign the contract, make the payments as stipulated each month, and then we’ll leave!”
The burly man grabbed his cousin by the collar and said viciously, "I'm only fifteen, otherwise you won't be getting away with this without losing a single finger!"
After he finished speaking, he caught a whiff of a pungent, foul odor.
"Damn it! That kid peed!"
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