Seven or eight men with hurried looks walked out of the plane, and someone came to greet them as soon as they got off the plane.
"Master, Young Master, please hurry over, the old master is dying, go and see him for the last time..."
A man who looked like a butler shouted hurriedly to the group of people getting off the plane.
This is the old house of the Rong family in Jiangcheng. Living here is Rong Jianhua, the old man of the Rong family who is over 80 years old and also the first generation of the Rong family. If he had not established many connections in the past, the Rong family would not have been the richest family in Jiangcheng and even in the whole country.
Mr. Rong is already eighty years old and his time is running out. The second and third generations of the Rong family have rushed back from all over the country to see him off for the last time.
But when Mr. Rong passed away, it was like a towering tree of the Rong family falling down. It was a devastating blow to the entire Rong family.
All the members of the Rong family felt very uneasy, especially when they saw Old Master Rong open his cloudy eyes wide and scan them one by one with a reluctant look, and even pointed at Rong Zhikang, the head of the Rong family.
"Dad, do you have anything to tell me? Is there anything else that worries you?"
Rong Zhikang lowered his head and half-knelt in front of the old man, watching his father's mouth opening and closing, but he couldn't hear clearly what the old man wanted to say.
When Rong Zhikang thought about the old man, he realized that there must be a lot of things that he hadn't finished explaining, and he might even have lent out a lot of money without IOUs. These would be terrible if the old man were to pass away.
"Dad, Dad, what do you want to say?"
Rong Zhikang wanted to ask him more questions, but he saw the housekeeper hurried over and whispered in his ear:
"The Chen family has come, saying they are here to collect the master's debt. They say the master owes them 5 billion yuan, and they want to use our old house as collateral..."
When the butler said this, his tone was a little unnatural.
As the saying goes, a son pays his father's debts, but this is 5 billion yuan, and it is owed by Mr. Rong who is lying in bed and unable to speak. Why does it seem strange that he comes to collect the debt at this time?
"I have never heard my father say that he borrowed 5 billion from the Chen family. My father has been cautious all his life. How could he have 5 billion in foreign debt?"
Rong Zhikang's face darkened at this moment. The Chen family was originally a relative of the Rong family. The old man of the Chen family was his uncle, but his second aunt passed away early, and later, old man Chen married a wife who was about the same age as his son.
In this way, the Chen family and the Rong family gradually drifted apart and they didn't have much contact with each other.
When Mr. Rong was in good health, I never heard of him borrowing billions from anyone. Now that he has just been lying in bed and unable to speak, the Chen family comes to collect the debt. This is too strange and hard to believe.
Old Mr. Rong, who was lying on the bed, could not speak, but he understood in his heart. When he heard this, his eyes widened and he struggled to get up but couldn't.
In desperation, he kicked his hands and feet around, trying to speak and tell his son that this was all a conspiracy and that he had never borrowed money from the Chen family.
Moreover, he also knew what the IOU was about.
However, he was already in critical condition and his life was coming to an end. He had to watch his children and grandchildren being deceived without being able to do anything. At this time, Rong Jianhua felt a darkness in front of his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a few big words.
Pawnshop of heaven and earth!
"Master, a trader has arrived..."
Hua Yueying shouted excitedly, "After so many years, Wanjie Bank finally has new business, and all this is because of Zhang Fan's arrival."
Some functions of Wanjie Bank seem to have been reactivated.
"Hmm, wait..."
Zhang Fan looked up and saw something that looked like a Sichuan opera mask on the antique shelf. He took it down, thought about it for a moment, and put it on his face. This was the Wanjie Bank.
He was just a mortal, and he had no idea whether the person who came was a human, a demon, or a god. In this situation, Zhang Fan thought it would be better to be cautious, so he put on a mask.
Strangely enough, as soon as Zhang Fan put on the mask, his entire aura changed.
Even if he just sits casually at the table, he looks like a god descending to the earth, surrounded by an aura that makes people inexplicably afraid.
Even though she couldn't see his real face, Hua Yueying's legs went weak and she almost fell to her knees.
"Master, Master..."
Zhang Fan turned his head to look at her, only to see Hua Yueying lowering her head with the look of a submissive maid. At this moment, she seemed to be afraid to even breathe, and she glanced at Zhang Fan secretly from time to time with trepidation.
This mask has a problem!
An idea suddenly popped up in Zhang Fan's mind. He was surprised and happy. The items in this pawn shop were indeed extraordinary.
A mask picked up at random actually has such an effect. While covering his face, it also completely covers his aura. Some people only have a facial mask.
"Heaven and Earth Pawnshop? What is this place? The underworld?"
Rong Jianhua discovered that he could actually move and walk briskly here without the help of anyone, so when he saw the words "Heaven and Earth Pawnshop", his first reaction was that his life was over.
This is the legendary underworld!
"No, this is the pawnshop of heaven and earth. Your life is about to end. Only I can save you here and let you live again..."
The three words "live on" seemed to have some kind of magic power, filling Rong Jianhua with strength. He was so excited that he trembled as he spoke, because he remembered the so-called 5 billion yuan debt...
"I want to live, even if it's just for one more month. I'm willing to pay the price, as long as I can afford it..."
Rong Jianhua worked his way up from the bottom to the top, so he naturally knew that there is no free lunch in this world. If you want something, you have to pay for it, so he showed his sincerity directly.
"I have money, 1 billion, I just want to live one more day, I have countless properties and companies, I can exchange them all, even other things, I can..."
Rong Jianhua looked eagerly at the man with the mask in front of him and almost crawled in front of him.
For some reason, when something that others thought was absurd came out of this Facebook-made person's mouth, he didn't have the slightest doubt about it.
Here, this masked man is like a god, making people involuntarily prostrate themselves at his feet. Even the absurdity of his words seem normal to them.
one day?
One billion?
Have a house and a company?
Zhang Fan felt his breath pause. Some people think that time and life can be wasted recklessly, but the guest in front of him was willing to use 1 billion yuan and his house and company to exchange for one day of life?
"As you wish, one billion in exchange for one year of your life. I will send one of my messengers to meet you and make a deal with you. Please sign this contract and then give the one billion to the messenger to take away..."
Zhang Fan said this in a cold tone, and then he saw Hua Yueying standing quietly beside the table, handing over a contract that looked like a parchment scroll, but that contract required a drop of Rong Jianhua's blood as an oath.
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