"Don't worry, boss. A man's word is as good as his bond. You lent me the money for an emergency, but it was a favor. I will never go back on my word. I understand the principle of repaying what you borrow."
At this time, Wencai did not forget to show off his vast knowledge of the classics and responded to the boss with some elegant words. After that, he and Zhaoyang hurried out of the door and walked straight towards the battle table.
This time, there was no need for Zhaoyang to fan the flames. Wencai kept betting, slapping the money on the table one thousand at a time. Before he had played ten hands, the five thousand yuan he had borrowed was gone.
Five thousand yuan was an astronomical sum for many people at that time. But when it came to Wencai, it was like turning into paper and flew away lightly.
Now he was forced into a desperate situation and had no idea how big a mistake he had made.
After Wencai lost, Zhaoyang pretended to comfort him, but he didn't hear a word. He stared blankly at the table for a moment, then squeezed out of the crowd, not letting Zhaoyang lead the way, and walked towards the boss's room again on his own. Zhaoyang pretended to comfort him, but he didn't hear a word.
He went in without beating around the bush and went straight to the point of asking the boss to borrow money, and he asked for 5,000 yuan.
This time the boss was not as straightforward as before. He weighed it carefully and finally lent 3,000 yuan to Wencai, stating that this was the last time and emphasizing that the money must be repaid on time.
With this last bit of hope, Wencai threw himself onto the poker table again. He had easily lost 5,000 before, and this time, 3,000 would surely be even faster. Soon, Wencai was penniless again.
He went to borrow money from his boss again, but this time the boss was not as polite as before and rejected Wencai sternly.
Wencai was no longer as confident as he was the previous two times. He did not dare to sit on the chair again. Instead, he stood there, bowing his head and begging desperately.
These lenders also considered the borrower's ability to repay. They believed that Wencai could only lend so much at most and would not lend him a penny more. If he lent too much and couldn't get it back, wouldn't that be a losing proposition? They weren't that stupid.
No matter how Wencai begged, the boss continued to smoke his cigar calmly. Perhaps he was tired of listening to Wencai's words, so he waved to the bodyguard next to him.
The bodyguard nodded in response, walked over to push Wencai, and tried to force Wencai out the door.
"Get out of here now, or I'll let you taste my fist."
Wencai was now at the end of his rope, so he wasn't willing to give up so easily. He continued to beg while pulling the cart with his bodyguard, "Boss, please lend me a little more, just 1,000, just 1,000..."
Seeing that persuasion was futile, the bodyguard punched Wencai, knocking him to the ground. He staggered to his feet, ignoring the pain on his face as he knelt and begged desperately. At this moment, he only cared about money, having completely forgotten about a man's dignity and the idea of a man having gold under his knees. He had thrown all of this out of his mind.
"Boss, please lend me some more..."
Before Wen could finish his words, the bodyguard grabbed the collar from behind his neck, dragged him out the door, and threw him heavily to the ground.
"Brother Wencai, what's going on?"
Zhaoyang and Xiaowei, who were guarding outside the door, hurried forward hypocritically to show concern for Wencai.
The bodyguard said to the bodyguard at the door, "Find some brothers and send them out."
The bodyguard guarding the gate waved to the other people standing around the venue, and several people came over and pushed and dragged Wencai and others out of the venue.
Once outside, they were blindfolded again. When they finally took the blindfolds off, they were back in the "City That Never Sleeps" room. The person who had escorted them there was nowhere to be found. Wencai opened the back door and searched the alley for a long time, but couldn't find the casino. It was as if it had vanished from the face of the earth, vanishing without a trace.
This was all carefully planned. How could Wencai be found so easily? If it were so easy, it would have been dismantled seventeen or eighteen times. Because when they collect debts, they inevitably use force. Of course, they have offended many powerful people. In order to survive in the long run, they can only be invisible, so that no one can find them and dismantle them.
Wencai had no choice but to walk out of the "City That Never Sleeps" with Zhaoyang Xiaowei.
Along the way, Wencai no longer treated Zhaoyang and the others as brothers, and returned home alone in a daze.
At this moment, he was only upset because he lost money, and he had not yet realized how huge a sum of money he owed.
He returned home and sat down on the sofa in a depressed mood.
The old lady, who didn't know the inside story, thought Wencai was tired from work, so she came over and sat next to Wencai to ask about his well-being.
"Wencai, why are you so listless? Are you tired? If you are tired, go to sleep for a while. I'll call you after Shumei finishes cooking."
"oh!"
Wencai had a blank expression on his face. He squeezed out a word and walked towards his room like a zombie.
The old lady was very smart and immediately saw that Wencai was worried. After Wencai entered the house, she went to the kitchen.
"Shumei! Wencai seems very worried. I'll come here, you go and see what's wrong with him."
“This, this…”
To be honest, Shumei really didn't want to have too much contact with him, and she tried to avoid him as much as possible.
But while the old aunt was talking, she had already taken over the work in her hands, so she had to reluctantly walk towards Wencai's room. Unexpectedly, before she could even open her mouth to speak, she was driven out by Wencai.
Wencai is now upset and gets angry at everyone he sees. He locks himself in his room and doesn't even come out for dinner.
In the days that followed, Wencai racked his brains to find a way to repay the debt. His boss would often send people to warn him, demanding he raise the money quickly. These warnings weren't just verbal; they ranged from beatings and kicks to violent violence. On one occasion, he even threatened to fire Wencai if he didn't raise the money by the deadline.
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