Chapter 123: Vomiting Blood
"W-what?" Ji Zehai's expression changed instantly, "You want an IOU, and you want interest?"
Without waiting for Shen Ningyuan to speak, Shen Potian asked angrily: “Is it too much to ask for some interest when you owe so much money?”
Just as Ji Zehai was about to say "that's a bit too much", Shen Haobai looked at him mockingly.
He asked in a cold voice: "Lord Ji, do you really want to pay back the money?"
Ji Zehai said hurriedly: "Of course, of course, since you acknowledged the debt, you must really want to pay it back."
Shen Haobai immediately asked, "Since you really want to pay back the money, is there any problem with writing an IOU?"
Ji Zehai: “…”
The problem is that he doesn't want to pay back the money.
Seeing that Ji Zehai didn't speak, Shen Potian asked on the spot: "What does it mean to keep silent? Don't you want to pay back the money?"
"Of course not, the money will definitely be returned!"
"Then write an IOU!"
“…”
After a moment of silence, Ji Zehai gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll fight!"
After saying that, Ji Zehai winked at Manager Xu beside him and ordered in a deep voice: "Put on the pen and ink!"
"Okay, okay, I'll go right away."
Manager Xu was the new manager carefully selected by Ji Zehai after Uncle Chen's death.
He immediately understood Ji Zehai's meaning and turned around to walk out of the hall.
Seeing this, Ji Zehai couldn't help feeling proud.
In his study, there is a special kind of ink that will turn words written with it transparent over time.
Once the IOU becomes invalid and the Marquis's Mansion refuses to acknowledge the debt, they won't have to pay back the money.
Humph, luckily he was prepared!
The Shen family is a group of fools who only know how to use brute force.
Fight with him?
Still a little tender!
Just when Ji Zehai was feeling very proud, Shen Ningyuan suddenly called out to Manager Xu.
He said calmly, "No need to write anything. I have already prepared the IOU. You can just sign and seal it."
"What? You even prepared the IOU!"
This time, Ji Zehai was completely shocked.
He stared at Chen Ningyuan in astonishment, as if he had seen a ghost during the day.
Shen Ningyuan ignored his shock and turned to Lan Bo who was standing beside him, "Lan Bo, take out the IOU and show it to Lord Ji."
"Yes, Madam."
Lan Bo responded, opened the account book, took out a piece of rice paper, and handed it to Ji Zehai respectfully.
"My Lord, please have a look."
Ji Zehai stretched out his hand tremblingly and took the IOU from Lanber.
After looking carefully, he saw the amount on the IOU was five hundred and ten thousand taels.
Ji Zehai’s eyes widened instantly and his heart beat faster with anger.
He clenched the IOU tightly in his hands, wishing he could tear it into pieces on the spot.
It turns out that Shen Ningyuan had planned everything from the very beginning!
She deliberately let Lambert make a mistake in rounding the numbers so that she could point out the mistake and indirectly admit it.
Therefore, what Shen Ningyuan wanted at the beginning was 510,000 taels!
After figuring it all out, Ji Zehai suddenly felt his blood rushing up and his chest almost exploded!
What a great Shen Ningyuan!
She used the strategy of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger just right!
Seeing Ji Zehai like this, Shen Ningyuan did not hide the sneer on his face.
He asked briskly, "My Lord, you've been staring at the IOU for a long time, but is there any problem?"
Ji Zehai gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words: "No! Yes!"
"Since there is none, then please sign it, my Lord."
As he spoke, Shen Ningyuan gave Lan Bo a look.
Lan Bo took out a brush dipped in ink and handed it to Ji Zehai.
His attitude remained respectful: "Please sign, my Lord."
He looked at the brush handed to him, then at Shen Ningyuan's smug face, and finally met the covetous eyes of Shen Potian and his son.
Ji Zehai took a deep breath.
He took the brush, gritted his teeth, and scribbled the three characters "Ji Zehai".
Then he placed the brush heavily on the table.
"Signed, are you satisfied now?"
Ji Zehai gritted his teeth, his face grim.
Shen Ningyuan remained unmoved, her tone still calm: “It’s not over yet, the Marquis still needs to press a handprint.”
"you--"
Ji Zehai was completely furious, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Okay, I'll press it!"
As he spoke, Ji Zehai raised his hand, bit his thumb hard, and then pressed his fingerprint heavily on the name on the IOU.
Ji Zehai looked at Shen Ningyuan fiercely: "The name has been signed, and the fingerprints have been pressed. Are you satisfied?"
Facing Ji Zehai's anger, Shen Ningyuan remained calm.
He reminded softly, "My Lord, we have prepared the ink, so you don't have to take this bite."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lambert slowly took out the ink pad and handed it to Ji Zehai.
"you--"
"you--"
This time, Ji Zehai couldn't hold it anymore.
The blood and energy surged up, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Sister, be careful!"
Shen Haobai was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and quickly rushed in front of Shen Ningyuan.
He swung out his wide sleeves to block the flow of blood.
After Ji Zehai spat out the blood, his vision suddenly went dark and he fell backwards.
After Chen cleaned up the dowry to be returned to Shen Ningyuan, she immediately came to the front hall.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the door, I saw Ji Zehai vomiting blood and falling to the ground.
"My Lord!"
Chen rushed over anxiously, threw herself on Ji Zehai, and wailed hoarsely, "My Lord, are you okay? Don't scare me, my Lord!"
Then he looked at the servants beside him and shouted angrily: "What are you still standing there for? Can't you see that the Marquis has fainted? Hurry and carry the Marquis back to the yard!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several servants came over in a hurry and carried the unconscious Ji Zehai out.
Shen Ningyuan reminded: “Mrs. Ji, don’t forget to call a doctor.”
"You don't need to remind me, I know!"
Shen Ningyuan raised her eyebrows slightly and asked in a wronged tone, "I'm just kindly reminding you, why are you being so mean to me, Madam Ji?"
Chen could no longer hold back her anger.
He stared at Shen Ningyuan with a ferocious face and asked in a hoarse voice: "Shen Ningyuan, what did you do? Why did you make the Marquis vomit blood and faint on the spot?"
Shen Ningyuan smiled and said, "I didn't do anything. I just asked the Marquis to sign an IOU and put his fingerprint on it."
Chen asked in surprise, "What IOU?"
"Nonsense, of course the Marquis' Mansion owes my sister money, and this is the IOU written to my sister!" Shen Haobai explained unhappily.
"How much?"
Shen Potian replied lightly: “Not much, five hundred and ten thousand taels, plus some interest.”
"Five hundred and ten thousand taels!"
Chen exclaimed, her eyes widening instantly.
Then his eyes rolled back and he fell straight backwards.
Bang——
After a loud bang, Chen's head hit the ground and he fainted with his eyes rolled back.
Immediately afterwards, the servants of the Marquis' Mansion came running over in a panic and carried the unconscious Chen away.
At this time, Manager Xu, who was standing aside, just stayed where he was.
What just happened shocked him completely.
Who could have thought that the two most authoritative heads of the Marquis' Mansion would be so angry at the young lady that they fainted!
Looking at the dumbfounded Manager Xu, Shen Ningyuan couldn't help but remind him, "Both of your masters have fainted, why don't you go and look after them?"
Manager Xu's heart suddenly shrank, and he turned to look at Shen Ningyuan.
She was so scared that her voice trembled: "Young Madam, I will go right away..."
After saying that, he ran away without looking back.
After the surroundings quieted down, Shen Potian looked at the blood on the floor, his face unexpectedly showing a bit of solemnity.
Chen Ningyuan tilted her head to look over and asked in confusion, "Dad, what's wrong? I've got the IOU, why do you look so serious?"
Shen Potian still looked solemn, and said seriously: “Yuan’er, Daddy can’t figure it out.”
"What can't you figure out?" Shen Ningyuan immediately asked nervously.
She had to be nervous.
My father was born on the battlefield and has seen countless big scenes, but he has never shown such a solemn expression.
Hearing this, Shen Potian took a deep breath and said, “It’s only 510,000 taels. Is this a lot of money? As for making the couple in the Marquis’ Mansion so anxious that they fainted on the spot?”
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