After seeing Uncle Zhuang's face clearly, Brother Hu suddenly understood.
This is not Xiaozhuang's resurrection, it's obviously someone pretending to be Xiaozhuang to scare himself.
This family must have known in advance that I was coming to collect the debt today and did this on purpose!
Fortunately, I was smart and saw through it at a glance!
"Why are you pretending to be a ghost and scaring people in broad daylight?" Brother Hu asked.
"Shabi, get out!"
Seeing the other party's rude remarks, Uncle Zhuang was not willing to tolerate them at all. He pushed the two of them aside, walked straight to the living room, looked at Zhuang's father and asked, "Brother, who are these three people?"
"How much do you drink?"
"Not much, just two bottles. What are these three doing?"
Uncle Zhuang asked again, and Father Zhuang frowned and said, "He's here to collect the debt. Xiaozhuang borrowed money from an online loan before he died."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Zhuang became anxious instantly.
"You borrowed the money to buy the motorcycle from them, right?"
"Yes or no?"
"It should be." Father Zhuang nodded.
"rough!"
Being a little drunk to begin with, Uncle Zhuang's anger instantly peaked.
He turned around and grabbed Brother Hu's hair, pulling him to the coffee table:
"You little brats, you still have the guts to come and ask for money. I haven't settled the score with you yet!"
This operation also confused Brother Hu, and his wig was almost pulled off.
But Brother Tiger was no pushover. He broke free from his restraints and glared:
"It's only natural to pay back your debts. Don't make such a fuss. Who's afraid of who? If you don't pay me back, I'll kill you!"
"You're going to kill me?"
Uncle Zhuang glared at him fiercely, then strode towards the kitchen.
Five seconds later, Uncle Zhuang stood in front of Brother Hu with a kitchen knife in his hand.
He forced the kitchen knife into Brother Tiger's hand, stretched out his neck and shouted, "Come on! Chop here! Chop me to death!"
While yelling, Uncle Zhuang moved forward.
In just a moment, Brother Hu was squeezed against the wall.
"Go ahead and chop it!"
"cut!!!"
"Um...what's the matter? Let's sit down and talk."
Uncle Zhuang's aura instantly shocked Brother Hu and others.
Although Brother Hu said soft words, under the influence of alcohol, once the anger was aroused, it became more and more intense!
"Even if I give you a chance, you can't do anything about it!"
Uncle Zhuang snatched the kitchen knife and threw it hard on the coffee table, saying with a ferocious look on his face:
"I tell you, someone must be held responsible for Xiaozhuang's death!"
"I'm going to kill you today. If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
Open your mouth, I'll shut up, Ga, Brother Hu fell silent in an instant.
This guy is simply a madman, a madman who doesn't care about his life!
After a moment of hesitation, Brother Hu carefully moved towards the door.
"I can leave today, but I will definitely come back. I have to pay my debts. God says..."
"Get lost!"
There was another roar, and Brother Hu and others hurried out of the room.
After the three men left, Uncle Zhuang gradually regained his senses.
At this time, Zhuang's mother brought a glass of cold water, and Zhuang Shu drank it all in one gulp. Then he said, "How much money does Xiaozhuang owe? If you really can't afford it, I will pay him back."
"Well, it's not a matter of money. Xiaozhuang just borrowed more than 10,000 yuan, and now it has grown to 60,000 yuan." Zhuang's father shook his head.
"Isn't this too shady? You're here to ask for money after only being away for a few days!"
"I am the emergency contact. I absolutely cannot pay back this money."
"Yes, we must take legal action. This is illegal lending!"
Uncle Zhuang nodded repeatedly, then he remembered the main purpose of his trip and continued:
"By the way, brother, please help me pay attention to one thing..."
“…”
On a certain street.
Brother Hu and the other two sat on the side of the road smoking like deflated balls.
"Brother Hu, isn't that Lao Deng too shameless today?"
"This is not shameless, this is simply life-threatening!"
"Brother Hu, if the money doesn't come out, what are you going to do?"
"Yes, Brother Tiger, we also know about your family's affairs."
The two younger brothers warmly comforted Brother Hu.
Brother Hu was silent for a moment, then said, "I'll pay for it first. I guess it's hard to get the money."
"I'll put it on this time, but what about next time? You can't put it on every time, right?"
"I don't know what's wrong with this big boss. A loan shark wants to invest in movies, and he wants to make the most difficult suspense movie. He doesn't even consider whether he is the right material."
"That director died this morning. I think this guy lost a lot of money. He will definitely have more and more debt collection work in the future."
"Brother Hu, if it really doesn't work, you should withdraw. How much money do you have to give him?"
The younger brothers all talked to each other and showed great concern for Brother Hu.
"call……"
Brother Hu stamped out his cigarette butt and squinted his eyes as he said, "I can't withdraw anymore. You two should run away as soon as possible."
"If that time comes, the worst that can happen is that one life will be exchanged for another. I can't let him touch my mother."
"The arrogant ones are afraid of the stupid ones, and the stupid ones are afraid of the desperate ones."
"That old man just now was a desperate man. I am just a fool and our boss is a tough guy. Who is afraid of who?"
"rough!"
After venting his anger twice, Brother Hu once again placed his hopes on Changhong Funeral Home.
Because if he surrendered himself, he was afraid that something unexpected would happen during the investigation.
Since Brother Funeral has paid attention to illegal online loans, he will definitely dig deep into it.
It doesn’t matter whether you make a noise or not, but this dog boss must make a noise.
Thinking of this, Brother Hu sent another private message to Zhang Fan.
[@马斗传媒, funeral brother, this is my boss, he has done much worse things than me, pay attention to him. ]
…
The other side.
Liu Jun and Li Shaohui were originally going to rest today.
Because his apprentice had spent a lot of money today, Liu Jun planned to take him out to indulge himself.
However, when the two discovered that there was one more person in Zhang Fan’s follow-up list.
The passion for work in my heart was inexplicably ignited.
Somehow, even without overtime pay, the two wanted to find a way to contribute their efforts.
On the spot, Liu Jun and Xiao Shan initiated an application to investigate this chivalrous anchor named Brother Hu.
Xiaoshan was also very moved by their professionalism and agreed without saying a word.
In this way, Liu Jun and Li Shaohui became busy again.
…
Funeral home.
Zhang Fan watched short videos for a while.
I opened the private message channel to see if there were any reservations.
The private messages are still as outrageous as ever.
But after flipping through it for a while, Zhang Fan saw a private message from Brother Hu in the front.
"Oh? You're already planning to reduce my sentence before I even go to jail?"
"It would be great if everyone had your awareness."
After reading Brother Hu’s private message, Zhang Fan instantly understood what he meant.
Good.
When he left a message to Brother Hu before, he asked him to share the order.
Following Brother Hu’s @entrance, Zhang Fan clicked on the other party’s homepage.
"Madou Media... there's something about this name."
On the homepage, there are promotional videos for some film and television works, as well as some behind-the-scenes footage of the shooting.
Zhang Fan had seen a lot of these things on the Internet, but he wasn't very interested in them.
What made him curious was why a black loan company wanted to get involved in the film and television industry... Was the profit so huge?
"System, how about you explain it to me?"
“Ding ding ding…”
Zhang Fan didn't get any notification from the system, but got a phone call instead.
The call came from the funeral venue, and Zhang Fan answered it without thinking.
"Hey, what's up?"
"Are you the boss of Changhong Funeral Company?"
Zhang Fan: "Yes, it's me."
"Excuse me, I have to tell you something. Your funeral ceremony will have to be postponed to the afternoon."
Zhang Fan: "Afternoon? Why?"
"To tell you the truth, a film crew wanted to use our location to shoot a movie. They borrowed it for three hours and just squeezed you out of the way."
Zhang Fan: "That won't work. The funeral home has already made an appointment. We decided on the day and time, so we can't change it."
"That's not possible. They've already paid. Please be flexible. We're all doing business. If you don't give in, they won't set up our venue. As for the funeral home, how about you change the time?"
Zhang Fan: "It definitely can't be changed. I want to ask what the crew is called and if they have any contact information. I'll go and communicate with them."
"I don't have a phone number either. It seems to be called... Madou Media."