Chapter 201

"Can you lend me some money?"

Green asked.

"Of course I can. How much do you want to borrow? When do you want to pay it back? How do you calculate the interest? If you think we shouldn't charge interest, then that's fine. But the money has to be paid back anyway."

The colleague said.

"I know what you mean. You have to pay it back after borrowing it. If I can't pay it back, I'll die, okay? If I die and the money hasn't been paid back, let my son pay it back. How about that?"

Green asked .

"I don't think someone like you will have a son, but since you've said it this way, I'll lend you the money. I'm not someone who needs that little bit of money."

The colleague shook his head and said.

"I see."

Green replied.

As time passed, the person who borrowed the money rose to become a rich man with more money. Green kept falling down, with less and less money on him, and became an even poorer poor man.

Looking at the empty walls of his house, Green tried to scrape off some powder from the wall, maybe he could catch a mouse, and then take it out to sell.

However, he quickly gave up this idea because it was a very unnecessary and boring idea.

He decided to make money, and he made money quickly, paid back the money, and found the colleague on the day he paid back the money.

The other party had become a wealthy man.

This wealthy man had a son, but his wife had died long ago.

When Green went to knock on the door, he saw the son.

"Who are you?"

"I'm here to pay back a debt."

"I heard that many people borrowed money from my family, but you don't look like one."

"How come?"

"I heard that people who borrowed money from my family were either very old or very young, but you don't look like someone who can borrow money from my family. You look like someone who just came to borrow money."

"There are all kinds of people in the world, and now you can see it."

Green said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the servant came to invite him to meet.

He took the money to meet the creditor. After the creditor counted the money, he smiled and treated him to a meal and wanted to let him stay overnight, but he refused.

"Are you really not going to stay? Is there anyone waiting for you to go home?"

"Like you said before, I'm a bachelor, so there's no one waiting for me to go home. But I can't stay here any longer. This is your home after all."

Green replied.

"Since you said so, then fine, I'll have someone take you out. Don't refuse. My family still has a car. Let the driver drive, so you don't have to work hard."

The creditor waved his hand.

Green nodded and got up to leave.

The child fell into the creditor's arms.

"Father, who was that person just now?"

"That person is the one who borrowed money from our family."

"Did he borrow a lot of money?"

"Yes, more than 100,000 yuan at the beginning."

"What happened later?"

"Later I thought he couldn't pay it back. I thought it wasn't a lot, so I let him pay it back slowly or just forget about it. He listened to me, and he actually made money and paid it back. It's really strange!"

"I want to go to his house to play."

"Then you have to ask him first."

"Why should he disagree? I won't rob him or steal from him. What can he do? He still borrowed money from us. I didn't say anything to him. Does he still dislike me?"

the child asked with a frown.

"He won't abandon you, but if you want to go to his house, that's another matter. He may not be willing, because he's the only one at home.

And if you go to his house, it's not safe for you to be alone with him.

If I let someone follow you, I'm afraid you will be unhappy, and he will be unhappy, and I will be in a dilemma, which is not good. You know what I mean."

The creditor shook his head.

"Let me go, let me go, I just want to go. You usually let me go to the amusement park or drive a yacht. Why can't you do that now? I don't believe his house is more dangerous than the sea."

The child rolled back and forth on the sofa.

"Since you want to go so much, then go, anyway, he has paid you back now, so he shouldn't do anything to you."

The creditor shook his head and agreed.

"Great, I knew you were the best to me."

The child hugged the creditor and laughed.

It seemed that he had no idea what the creditor was worried about.

Seeing him like this, the creditor didn't want to explain to him, fearing that he would be scared after knowing it, so he kept it a secret from him, asked Green's opinion, got his consent, and sent the child to go when he wanted to go.

"Welcome, little master."

Green opened the door and said to the child.

"I thought your house would be different. Although it is narrow and small, there are not many things. The walls are quite smooth. It must be fun to play here."

The child clapped his hands and said excitedly.

"This is not a place to play."

Green reminded him.

"My name is Abola, you can call me that."

The child said with a smile.

"Okay, Abola."

Green sighed.

"Today you can play with me, I will give you money, I have a lot of pocket money, how about I give you double the money you get for a day's work?

If double is a little less, I will give you ten times."

Abola said with a smile.

"I really can't do anything to you, but I will definitely take the money, you can play here if you want."

Green sighed and said with a smile.

"Great!"

Abola began to turn around in the room.

He looked very happy, and he really didn't think he was in any danger.

Green sighed in his heart. He wondered how the creditor taught his children. If they were taught like this, they would be taken away and sold if they went out.

The only bad thing was that if they were sold here, he might be responsible. He had finally paid back the money, how could he take such a responsibility? He

could only watch over them today.

Green had to sigh again.

Abola and Green spent the whole day playing games, and Abola was very happy.

"I will come to see you when I grow up. You shouldn't mind, right?"

Abola asked.

"I don't mind, but when you grow up, maybe I will die, after all, I am older than your father."

Green replied with a smile.

"My father is now in his prime, even if he dies, it will take a long time. Don't think I don't know, I won't worry about it.

What's more, after he dies, the money will be in my hands, what do I have to worry about."

Abola shook his head.

"Since you think so, that's fine."

Green replied with a smile.

"Then let's make it this way."

Abola looked at Green.

"Yes."

Green nodded.

"Okay."

Abola clapped his hands happily, as if an important document had been stamped, and then waved to Green and went back to his home.

They met frequently for a while, but Abola seemed to be very busy and didn't come again. Green moved without notifying him, and when he went to look for him again, he couldn't find him.

"He should have informed me of his move. Look carefully. It's either a letter or a business card, or a mail or something. There must be something."

Abola said, pacing back and forth at the door.

"We really looked for it, but we didn't find it."

The servant shook his head.

"How could it not be there? What nonsense are you talking about? You must not have looked seriously. Forget it, I knew I couldn't count on you. This is my own business.

I'll look for it myself. You all go away."

Abola waved to the servant.

The servant sighed and walked away.

"I heard you were looking for someone."

The creditor came over.

"Yes, I'm looking for the person who owed you money and then paid you back."

Abola sighed.

"Why do you have to look for him? He's gone, so what's the big deal."

The creditor didn't understand why he was so anxious.

"You really don't know what I'm thinking, but there's no need to tell you. So if you're here to talk to me about this, forget it.

And if I knew that he sent me a message, but you blocked it, I would definitely hate you."

Abola said with his eyes wide open.

"I don't understand what you mean, and I didn't do what you thought. That person didn't send me a message, and I didn't block his message, let alone hide it from you."

The creditor shook his head.

"No, then no, right? What are you still standing here for? Are you waiting for me? I still need to find something, how can I find it if you stand here? Please move aside, okay?

I remember this is my room."

Abola frowned.

"Well, it seems that you are getting older and more irritable. I will leave now and this room will be yours from now on, but if you want to go to my room, I will chase you away in the same way."

The creditor glared at him, turned around, opened the door and walked out, closing it.

Abola covered his throat and screamed silently in the room. After spending some time venting his emotions, he climbed out of the wrinkled bed, as if he had just climbed out of a piece of champignon dough.

He patted his clothes and inexplicably felt the smell of broken perfume.

But he didn't find the broken perfume bottle on the bed, so it didn't matter.

Anyway, if there was really a bottle sleeping on his bed, he would find it when he was asleep.

Those things are very sharp.

He spent several days finding nothing.

He was very sad, and finally realized the reality. It seemed that the other party had just abandoned him, as if they had never known each other. He thought that they had become friends during the time they knew each other.

"That's ridiculous, kid. He contacted you because he wanted to pay me back. He has already paid back all the money. Why is he still here? It would only make him sad to see you."

The creditor shook his head.

"I know in my heart that I will still feel sad just thinking about it, and I thought that our relationship was not just about money. The money I gave him was not a small amount."

Abola mumbled the last sentence.

"How much money can you give him? In addition to money, what else have you used him for?"

said the creditor.