"Is it difficult? It's just a small favor." Village Chief Yu squinted, his tone full of hostility.
Lu Jingming nodded, not indulging Village Chief Yu. "I can't reveal Young Master He's privacy, and I don't know his address either. Old Master He lives in the house next door; you can go ask him."
"As for the thousand yuan we owe you, we will pay it back as soon as possible. We will personally deliver the money to you in ten days."
Even if he has to borrow money from others, he will still repay the money to Village Chief Yu.
He'd had enough of that ugly face.
He will work hard to draw these next few days, and he will sell a painting to any customer who likes it, even if it costs only ten yuan.
What Lu Jingming didn't know was that ten years later, his paintings were worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, and the big bosses who had bought his paintings made a fortune from them.
"Hmph! If you don't pay back in ten days, we'll use your family's land to pay off the debt." Village Chief Yu slammed the door and left in anger.
"Dad—" Yu Baozhu was both angry and sad, but she still followed him.
Village Chief Yu caught Yu Dawei harassing An Wan in the yard and kicked him in the backside. "You bastard, I don't have money to get you a wife, you can stay a bachelor for good!"
"Ouch! Dad, why did you hit me? It hurts so much!" Yu Dawei rubbed his buttocks and hopped away after Village Chief Yu.
An Wan stared at the three of them with a sinister look in her eyes, wishing she could pierce a hole through their bodies.
I knew that this Village Chief Yu was no good person. He used that 1,000 yuan debt to ask Yu Jingming for He Sichen's contact information.
Grandpa He stayed in the house next door for two weeks, but Village Chief Yu never went to ask for his contact information.
Of course they're cowards!
Grandpa He completely ignored him.
No matter how much he tried to please Old Master He, it was no use.
That's why I sought out Lu Jingming today, thinking he was introverted, shy, and easy to talk to.
Unexpectedly, Lu Jingming refused outright and promised to repay Village Chief Yu's debt of one thousand yuan within ten days.
This immediately shut up Village Chief Yu.
An Wan found the matter increasingly strange; how could Village Chief Yu be so calculating?
Making Lu Sen owe that thousand yuan was definitely a way to one day threaten the Lu family into doing something, just like they are doing now.
Therefore, it is still very necessary to repay the village chief Yu's 1,000 yuan as soon as possible.
A short while later, He Lijuan and He Guoqiang also came to the Lu family to offer their condolences, bringing a bag of apples and oranges.
This made An Wan and the four Lu brothers feel much better.
“I only learned about your father’s situation last night. I hope you don’t misunderstand. I’m often away on business and don’t know much about what’s going on in the village.”
He Guoqiang explained, then took out oranges for An Wan and Lu Zhili to eat.
The two thanked each other and went out of the living room to eat oranges in the yard.
Leave space for Lu Jingming and He Guoqiang to speak.
"Brother Jiayan, have an orange." An Wan peeled the orange and handed half of the fruit to Lu Jiayan.
"You eat it!" he refused.
"Let's share good food and happiness together. Hehehe." An Wan peeled a piece of orange and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
He didn't refuse again and ate the orange segment in a few bites, almost ruining his teeth from the sourness.
But on the surface, they pretended that the oranges were delicious.
An Wan was so happy that she stuffed two or three segments of fruit into her mouth, but the sourness made her face contort.
Finally, unable to bear it any longer, I threw up.
She stuck out her yellow-stained tongue, her mouth drooling profusely, and glared at him as she turned around.
"Brother Jiayan, you're so mean—" Knowing full well that she doesn't like sour things, he still deliberately teased her.
However, he also doesn't like sour foods.
"Hmm? Is it sour? No, it's not sour!" Lu Jiayan's lips curled up, revealing an innocent, mischievous smile.
"Brother Jiayan!" An Wan stomped her foot in anger, turned around and rushed into the house. She took her own cup and drank a large glass of water before her mouth felt less sore.
"Hahaha! My little sister is so cute." Lu Zhili laughed heartily. He ate both oranges. He liked oranges, even if they were a little sour.
Ten minutes later.
Lu Jingming saw He Guoqiang and He Lijuan off at the gate of the courtyard. This time, they came to visit his family in good faith, unlike Village Chief Yu who had ulterior motives.
He had a good impression of the He family, but he didn't know if the other two creditors would come to collect their debts.
At 2 p.m., Niu Ahong went home with Lu Chunhe.
I came back with the money from selling all the pastries, more than two hundred yuan.
An Wan and Lu Jingming and their brothers were overjoyed.
If I had this much money every day, I could pay off the 10,000 yuan debt very quickly.
"We went to many places before we sold out. There were a lot of people on the weekend, and many people selling all kinds of snacks." Niu Ahong looked a little unhappy, thinking about how she had a conflict with the person selling pancakes next door at noon because of the location of her stall.
Because their pastries are delicious and beautiful, most customers buy pastries instead of pancakes.
As a result, it aroused the jealousy and envy of others.
The other party is deliberately picking a fight.
Niu Ahong had no choice but to go with Lu Chunhe to sell pastries elsewhere.
Despite their large size, the location where they set up their stall was definitely not their own.
An Wan now understands the whole story and clearly sees the difference between setting up a street stall and opening a shop.
Having paid off a debt of 10,000 yuan, I knew I had to open a shop to avoid a lot of grievances and troubles.
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Lu Xin went to work at the mine early this morning and smoothly took the position of supervisor; no one dared to object.
On this day, he was in the limelight.
A new broom sweeps clean.
He naturally wanted to show off his power as well.
He spent the whole day wandering around and yelling at the workers.
They thoroughly enjoyed the power and prestige of being the supervisor.
Little did they know that they were about to die.
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