It was written on the parchment that Rong Jianhua was willing to borrow one year of life from the Tiandi Pawnshop at the cost of 1 billion. The money would come first and the goods would come later. If he regretted it, Rong Jianhua's life would be wiped out and the Rong family's old house would be taken away!
Rong Jianhua pierced his thumb with a needle and squeezed out a drop of blood. After it fell on the contract, he saw the blood coagulate instantly and fell next to his name, bright red.
"Okay, you can leave now. Just wait for the messenger to arrive..."
Hua Yueying glanced at Zhang Fan, then waved her hand, and Rong Jianhua, who was still a little confused, disappeared from the Tiandi Pawnshop in an instant.
After Zhang Fan took off the mask, he heard Hua Yueying let out a long sigh and her expression became a little strange.
"Master, this is a money house. We used to lend out our stuff and collect interest. But you sold it directly today? Something seems a little strange..."
Hua Yueying has lived for many, many years, but she still doesn't quite understand what Zhang Fan did just now.
A year's life is considered a very common commodity in a money shop. How can the owner think of turning it into money?
Is the master short of money?
"Take a look at these account books. I just checked them. There are too few things left in our bank that can be loaned out. People nowadays are all about money. With money, I can get more items. Only in this way can I gradually revitalize this pawnshop..."
"Besides, if the Heaven and Earth Pawnshop is revived, can you, the weapon spirit, become more powerful? If the servant is powerful, can the master take her out to collect debts, like Chang'e collecting debts?"
In fact, among the extra information in Zhang Fan’s mind was the management methods of the Tiandi Pawnshop.
One of them is that if the bank becomes powerful, the spirit of the weapon will become powerful, and if the spirit of the weapon becomes powerful, the owner will also become powerful, and those gods will not dare to default on their debts...
"Ah, the master is so smart, so amazing..."
Hua Yueying nodded softly, and her originally confused face suddenly became full of joy, and her whole face was as beautiful as a flower in early spring.
The key is that Zhang Fan ignited hope in her!
She is a spirit of an artifact. Will she be powerful enough one day to accompany her master to collect debts from those high and mighty gods?
"It is only natural that a son should pay back his father's debts. Your Rong family's old man is not doing well anymore, so he starts to default on his debts. It's only 5 billion. The Rong family shouldn't even lose face..."
Chen Jiaye looked at Rong Zhikang with a gloomy face in front of him with a forced smile.
The Rong family is a family that values their reputation. They have a listed group company. If they were to release the news that the Rong family is in debt and has a cash crisis, haha, the Rong family's stock price might drop by more than 5 billion!
This does not even include the impact on the Rong family's reputation.
By then, the losses will surely be tens of billions or even more, so the Chen Jiaye is certain to defeat the Rong family.
Chen Jiaye had thought of this, and Rong Zhikang had also thought of it. He was just about to ask Chen Jiaye to take out the IOU so that he could identify the notes, but he saw the housekeeper hurried over, lowered his head and whispered a few words in his ear.
Rong Zhikang was so frightened that he stood up immediately.
Rong Zhikang glanced at Chen Jiaye and signaled the butler to entertain him first, but Chen Jiaye snorted coldly.
"Rong Zhikang, I'm giving you face today. You're coming to my house to ask for it. You're shameless and you're going to let the whole world know about your Rong family..."
"you……"
Rong Zhikang was so angry that he felt a breath of foul air stuck in his chest, and his eyes were blazing with anger at Chen Jiaye's threats. But at this time he had to swallow his anger because the old man woke up again, but was talking nonsense.
"Emissary, why hasn't the messenger come yet? I have signed the contract. I am willing to give 1 billion. I only ask you to give me life..."
At this time, Rong Jianhua kept shouting on the bed, sweeping away his initial weakness and giving people a feeling of a last gasp.
What the old man said made his children and grandchildren surrounding his bed confused and at a loss.
messenger?
Give life?
The old man is really confused. Even if the soul-catcher comes, it will be fatal...
"Dad, I'm Rong Zhikang, I'm your son, wake up, have you ever borrowed 5 billion from the Chen family?"
Seeing that his father's eyes were clear, he still held out a glimmer of hope, hoping that he could remember about the Chen family. Five billion is not a small sum of money, if his father really had borrowed this money.
As the descendants, they would collect the 5 billion and return it to the Chen family even if they had to sell their properties.
But if the Chen family took advantage of the chaos to extort money, as long as my father was still alive, the issue would not be left without evidence.
"No, messenger, hurry up, Zhikang, go to the gate to welcome the messenger, kneel down to welcome the messenger, the messenger can save my life, hurry up..."
The old man couldn't speak clearly at this time.
But the anxiety on his face and the force he kept pushing his son out, although the force was small, Rong Zhikang could feel the meaning behind it. At this moment, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
It was not known whether the old man was unconscious or conscious, but he kept urging him to go to the gate to welcome the messenger, messenger!
But the old man was able to speak now, which was much stronger than when he first met me, with his voice as thin as a thread.
Rong Zhikang really had no choice but to leave and hurried towards the gate.
At this time, the atmosphere in the Rong family's old house was extremely depressing because of Old Man Rong's affairs. The servants and bodyguards were so cautious that they didn't even dare to breathe.
When the servants saw the head of the family, Rong Zhikang, hurriedly walking towards the front door, they couldn't help but stretch their necks.
The nephews and nieces of the Rong family also looked around curiously, and some even whispered.
"What's wrong with the head of the family? The old man is hanging on to his last breath, leaving the Chen family members aside and letting the housekeeper accompany him, but he ran to the gate with eager eyes..."
"Hush, I'm not saying you're stupid. Just look at the patriarch's appearance. It's certain that an important person is coming. If you don't believe me, let's make a bet of 10,000 yuan. The patriarch will definitely respectfully welcome an important person..."
In a corner inside the gate, two second-generation sons of the Rong family's side branch were whispering and making bets, and one of them even took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills from his pocket!
The other one was a little hesitant. He looked at the master of the house who was standing at the gate, looking anxious and even irritated but unwilling to leave. Then he looked at his cousin who was smiling slyly. He felt that the master of the house was really welcoming someone!
When Zhang Fan got out of the taxi, he still felt a little sorry for the taxi fare.
"I'll give you 100 and give me 22.5, rounded up. If you don't have change, you can just give me 23..."
The driver looked at Zhang Fan with disdain, what a stingy poor bastard. Other people give tips when they take a taxi, but he even rounds up the number. Why should he give him an extra 50 cents?
If you are not willing to spend money, why take a taxi?
Take the bus, it’s much cheaper.
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