First, they lend money to those in urgent need, then they quietly double the debt through loopholes in the contract and IOU. They disappear for the first couple of months, only to reappear later demanding several times the initial amount.
Moneylending.
"I’m going to call the police! This is outright fraud." Upon discovering the truth, Wei Qinghe, standing at the far end of the room, roared. His voice was a bit dry after not having much to drink in the past few days.
The man pulled out a small fruit knife from his waist and played with it several times in his hand, flipping it open then closed again. The tinny shine of the blade flickered in the morning sun.
"Call the police? Are you sure you want to call the police?"
As the gang leader drew his knife, several of his men moved past him and directly confronted Wei Qinghe, their muscles ever ready.
Wei Qinghe, who grew up under the attentive care of his mother, is no match for these men. After resisting helplessly for a while, he was restrained by two men with his arms locked behind his back. A man pressed against Wei Qinghe’s back, causing him to lean forward and lower his head in front of the gang leader.
The gang leader raised his knife and slowly tapped it on Wei Qinghe’s handsome face, his voice eerily calm, "Report me? What are you going to report? Your life is in my hands, what can you report?"
"How about this? You pay back 300,000 first, the remaining 600,000 I’ll come back to you in a few months."
Throughout their conversation, the man kept tapping his knife against Wei Qinghe’s face.
Wei Qinghe doesn’t even have 100,000 on him, let alone 300,000. And even if he did, he couldn’t give it to them.
He needs to save money for his mother’s chemotherapy, medication, and hospitalization.
"I don’t have... I don’t have any money on me." Wei Qinghe stubbornly retorted. After repaying some of the signing fee he received from VG, the rest needs to go to his mother. He can’t afford to repay any more.
If he did, what would happen to his mother?
"Tsk tsk, look at that pretty face... no money? There are plenty of ways for you to make money, like offering services to rich women. A few tens of thousands for one night’s work, right? Or do you need me to teach you?"
The man was genuinely annoyed about not receiving the money. His other hand yanked Wei Qinghe’s hair violently, pulling on the scalp, forcing him to meet his gaze.
"I won’t touch your face, after all, you need it to make a living, to make money. I’m still waiting for you to pay back."
"Since you can’t pay me this time, I’ll take one of your fingers as a warning."
"Don’t think about calling the police. Do you think I don’t know which hospital your poor mother is in?"
While threatening him, the man uttered the words Wei Qinghe dreaded the most.
His eyes turned red in anger.
"I will pay back the money; don’t lay a finger on my mother." Wei Qinghe bellowed, grinding his teeth, his jaw clenched, his eyes bloodshot.
"We’ll see." The man enjoyed seeing the desperate look on Wei Qinghe’s face. After relishing it for a bit, he continued, "Your mother might be old, but she still got the charm... I bet she hasn’t had sex since you were born, right..."
Spit.
Each word from the man was like a knife, deeply grating. It further destroyed Wei Qinghe’s sanity, causing him to struggle with everything he had, struggling like a madman.
When his struggling proved futile, Wei Qinghe spat on the man.
"I will pay back the money; don’t dare to think filthily about my mother."
"You’re quite stubborn, aren’t you, you little brat?"
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