Chapter 176 The Prodigal Son's Daughter 1
"Mr. Zhang, right? You owe our company 1 million. It's due on the 20th of this month, and you're already three days overdue. We're going to court. If you're truly struggling, I have two options. The first is to mortgage your house and vehicle, and the second is to mortgage your projects..."
"Mr. Zhang, I'm a customer service representative from Anping Bank. Your 3 million yuan loan from our bank has matured. Please repay it before 7 p.m. You can log in to the app and transfer the money to your bank account. If you don't repay, your credit score will be deducted. If you don't repay by the due date, our bank will transfer the matter to our Ministry of Justice..."
"Hello! Mr. Zhang, the total outstanding balance on your credit card with our bank is 593,456 yuan. It's been overdue for three months. Late payment fee..."
"Zunjin customer, your loan from our company is overdue and you have not repaid it. Starting today, you will be charged a late payment fee on a daily basis. If you do not repay within ten days, we will sue you in court..."
Zhang Xiaojia received four calls within a short time of picking up her phone. She opened the text messages directly and saw a dense network of text messages urging her to pay. Counting the bills made her take a deep breath.
Who would have thought that their family, who lived in a courtyard house in the 2nd ring road of Beijing, was actually heavily in debt~~~
Zhang Xiaojia looked at the man in front of him. He was in his thirties, wearing a white Chinese robe. He looked like a modest gentleman, but he turned out to be a prodigal son...
The phone rang again.
An hour later, she received more than ten debt collection calls and five or six debt collection text messages.
This guy owes more than 140 million~
"Legal companies owe money, but do loan sharks owe money?" Zhang Xiaojia asked coldly.
Zhang Jiabao looked at his daughter's expression and shook his head, saying aggrievedly, "Grandpa used to pay for it. After he died, my eldest brother paid for it. But he's in the hospital now, so I won't pay for it anymore."
Zhang Xiaojia didn't know what to say, and asked fiercely, "Do you still owe any personal bills?"
Zhang Jiabao quickly said, "No more, no more."
Zhang Xiaojia came to the main house, took down a painting, and opened the safe. There was only a file bag and a wooden box. In the file bag was the inheritance from grandfather that her father and she had inherited. Looking at grandfather's will, she realized that the old man was such a shrewd man that he had left some way out for them and their daughter.
Among the fifteen properties, fourteen cannot be bought or sold, only this one can be sold, but Zhang Xiaojia does not intend to sell it. He directly puts the property deeds into the space and immediately goes to the study.
Looking at the huge study, she knew where her father, the prodigal son, spent his money. Zhang Xiaojia had read the plot and knew that there was a priceless painting here. She found it, Fei Danxu's Painting of Ladies. Zhang Xiaojia took the painting and went to the auction house.
But Zhang Jiabao held her, not letting her go, crying, "My daughter, these are your father's lives, you can't buy them. Your grandfather gave me a jade pendant, and my illegitimate niece wants it. If she offers 100 million, I'll sell it to her."
When Zhang Xiaojia heard this, she forgot about it and quickly said, "Give me the jade pendant, or I'll burn everything here down."
When Zhang Jiabao heard this, he was so scared that he quickly pulled off the jade pendant from his neck and handed it respectfully to Zhang Xiaojia with both hands.
Zhang Xiaojia put the jade pendant directly into his pocket, but actually put it into the space grid.
Zhang Xiaojia threatened, "Then I will only sell this painting, or I will sell all these collections. Which one do you choose?"
Zhang Jiabao said cautiously, "Selling this won't be enough to pay back the money. It's from the Qing Dynasty and isn't worth much. It might fetch over 3 million yuan at auction." He carefully took out a box and said, "This one! Zheng Banqiao's ink bamboo painting. I think it's enough."
Zhang Xiaojia put the painting directly into the box and took him to the auction house.
Arriving at the largest auction house, Qiao He, Zhang Xiaojia was still trying to react when her father took out a VIP card and asked, "Is Manager Qiao here? I want to see him."
They were politely taken to the general manager's office.
When Mr. Qiao saw Zhang Jiabao, he politely said, "Brother Zhang, it's been a while. There's a Tang Bohu calligraphy auction tonight. I remember you like him."
Zhang Jiabao's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to speak, Zhang Xiaojia interrupted him, saying, "Uncle Qiao, we don't have any money. Forget it. My prodigal father and I are here to sell paintings."
Mr. Qiao's eyes twitched. How could this kid be so direct? Who in the upper class would speak so carelessly? But it's not annoying.
Mr. Qiao also knew that Zhang Jiabao had a large collection of paintings, which were very valuable. He smiled and said, "Niece, which of your father's paintings do you want to auction?"
Zhang Xiaojia first took out the "Zheng Banqiao's Ink Bamboo Painting" and asked, "Uncle, how much is this painting worth?"
After seeing this, Mr. Qiao made the decision and said, "At least shoot two small goals."
Zhang Xiaojia said directly, "Uncle, I'm short of money. First, transfer 100 million to my card and you can use it to shoot. Remember to pay the balance to me. You are absolutely not allowed to give it to this prodigal father."
Mr. Qiao said readily, "Okay, my niece has spoken, so why not!!"
Zhang Xiaojia continued to ask, "Uncle, how much is Tang Bohu's painting of ladies worth?"
Mr. Qiao smiled and said, "At least 5 small goals"
Zhang Xiaojia smiled. As long as they earned 5 small goals, they could inherit their grandfather's inheritance. See! She could be a prodigal daughter.
Mr. Qiao looked at Zhang Xiaojia and saw that there was a good chance. His eyes lit up and he said, "Niece, does your father have one?"
Zhang Xiaojia did not deny it and said directly, "Uncle, invite Tang Bohu expert to perform a magic trick for you."
Mr. Qiao said, "We'll need to invite you at other times, but not today. There's an auction of Tang Bohu's calligraphy tonight, and all the experts are here today. Please wait a moment."
Mr. Qiao was on the phone. Zhang Jiabao pulled his daughter aside and whispered, "Daughter, where do I get Tang Bohu's paintings? If I did, I would have shown them off long ago."
Zhang Xiaojia said angrily, "That's because you don't know how to appreciate gold and jade. Alright! Your daughter is just like you, she can play with these at the age of three. Grandpa is not around, and our cousins won't let us see our uncle now, so save some money and spend it! Haven't you always wanted to go to the Robul No Man's Land? Buy these, pay off the debt, and we, father and daughter, will buy a big house and go explore the Robul No Man's Land."
Zhang Jiabao excitedly said, "Really?"
Zhang Xiaojia nodded and said, "When have I ever lied to you?"
Zhang Jiabao squinted at his daughter and said, "Too much. You said you would buy a house for you and give you money, but you used it to chase celebrities. You said you studied abroad, and after two years, you returned home. You said..."
When the four experts came in, they excitedly said, "Mr. Qiao, are there really Tang Bohu's paintings of ladies?"
Zhang Xiaojia took out "Portrait of Ladies by Fei Danxu", and all the experts' faces turned dark.
Zhang Xiaojia took out a super-thin knife and carefully tore open a layer of the painting. Everyone held their breath, staring at him, afraid his trembling hands would damage the painting underneath. Finally, they saw the painting underneath, and the inscribed Tang Yin seal. It turned out to be "Lady with Bamboo." The lines were fine and strong, the colors were brilliant, and the temperament was elegant. The lady with a high bun, right hand holding a fan drooping, left hand holding a bamboo, figure plump, demeanor serene. The head was carefully outlined and evenly colored, like a young woman from a wealthy family. The dress, shawl, and belt were drawn with a flowing, square and folded brushstroke. This contrasting brushstroke of square and round heights enhanced the dynamic beauty of the young woman's light lotus steps. The colors were light and elegant. The figure's bun tie and lower body were painted with a light red, while the shawl and bamboo leaves were painted with a light green. The two colors contrasted, making the figure in the painting even more bright and charming.
Experts examined the painting intently, arguing with each other. However, they weren't debating the painting's authenticity; they were delving into its meaning and symbolism. Zhang Xiaojia stood by, bewildered by the technical jargon, barely understanding a word. But her prodigal father, on the other hand, was eloquently delivering his opinions.
Zhang Xiaojia suddenly said to Mr. Qiao, "Uncle Qiao, what do you think of my father's interest in ancient paintings and antiques?"
Mr. Qiao said seriously, "Your father is a genius in this area. His ability is beyond words."
Zhang Xiaojia then said, "I'll leave my father with you and ask him to work for you. How much salary can you pay me?"
President Qiao suddenly looked into Zhang Xiaojia's eyes. This girl was actually serious. He smiled and said, "Go work in my antique shop. The base salary is 100,000 yuan, and the commission is 5%."
Zhang Xiaojia nodded and said, "I just promised my dad to take him to Roble for a trip. The plan is to take three months. After three months, I want my dad to work in your store. Is that okay?"
Mr. Qiao smiled and said, "Okay, it's a deal."
Zhang Xiaojia walked up to the experts and asked, "Is this a Tang Yin painting? Have you reached a conclusion?"
One of the experts grabbed her hand and asked, "Little girl, how did you know there was another painting underneath this one?"
Zhang Xiaojia laughed and said, "Going abroad? No, it's not that. When I was studying abroad, I met a descendant of the Fei family and learned that his ancestor had hidden a painting of a lady with bamboo by Tang Yin underneath this one. It's that simple. When I returned to China two years ago, I saw it when I went to my father's study and took a look. I knew it."
When Zhang Jiabao tried to pick up Tang Yin's painting, Zhang Xiaojia glared at him. Zhang Xiaojia said coldly, "Dad, a painting or a room full of antiques, which one would you choose? If this painting is not auctioned, you and I won't be able to inherit grandfather's shares. We will be penniless. And I don't have any education. Unlike you who study history at Peking University, I will have to wash dishes, sweep the streets, sleep on the main road, or even sell my body, sell my kidneys, or become a surrogate mother..."
It’s true that Zhang Jiabao is a prodigal son, but he is also a good father, a good father who embodies the principles of filial piety. After hearing this, he quickly said, “Little ancestor, stop talking. Sell it, sell it, isn’t that okay?”
Zhang Xiaojia looked at President Qiao and said, "Don't worry, niece. I'll arrange to transfer the money to you right away. I'll pay the remaining amount directly to your account after I've paid your taxes. It will arrive within five days."
Zhang Xiaojia said, "Uncle, that's great. Uncle Qiao, please arrange a car and driver and lend it to me for an afternoon."
“No problem”
Zhang Xiaojia took Zhang Jiabao to visit the banks and companies that owed debts one by one. Fortunately, they had a car, and they finally paid off more than 140 million yuan in one afternoon. Zhang Xiaojia took his father's mobile phone, looked at the payment package transactions and Weixin transactions, and after looking at the Weixin information, he went directly to his grandfather's private lawyer and found Lawyer Zhao.
"Lawyer Zhao, these people owe my father money. Can you help me get it back? 20% of the money I get back will be used as my legal fees?"
After seeing the five years of bills, Lawyer Zhao said directly, "No problem, Jiajia. You've been back to China for so long, and you also studied law. Do you want to come work for me?"
Zhang Xiaojia smiled and refused, "Grandpa Zhao, forget it. I'm just a little prodigal daughter. I'm going to Roble with my dad to play for a few months. After we come back, I'll find a job for my dad and I'll supervise him at work."
Lawyer Zhao's mouth twitched. What should we do with this father and daughter?
After leaving the law firm, Zhang Jiabao began to protest loudly: "My daughter, I don't want to go to work. I don't understand anything about the company."
Zhang Xiaojia snorted coldly, "Who would trust you to work at the company? Who would want you? I've already made an agreement with my advisor that you'll have to teach two classes at the university every week. After all, with your education, you're still qualified for the job. In addition, you'll also be working as a consultant at Uncle Qiao's antique shop. If you can help sell an antique, you'll get a 5% commission; if you can successfully acquire an antique and sell it, you'll get a 10% commission."
Hearing this, Zhang Jiabao couldn't help but mutter to himself: "You actually contacted that stinky old man?"
"That's right! I told him that we were almost starving to death and had no food to eat, so I asked him to help us." Zhang Xiaojia answered righteously.
Zhang Xiaojia continued, "There can only be one loser between us, father and daughter. How dare you let me, someone with no education, no ability, and no special skills, sweep the streets to support you!!!"
Zhang Jiabao lowered his head, feeling deeply regretful that he should have forced his daughter to study hard when she was young.
Zhang Xiaojia said to Xiaoai in his mind, "Xiaoai, hack into the system and get me a legal license plate and driver's license. I want to get the RV out."
Xiao Ai nodded and said happily: "No problem, can I surf the Internet?"
"Go! In this world, we will have fun and be rich dandies~ But Xiao Ai, give me the videos and photos of Zhang Xiaona and Liu Jirui."
Zhang Xiaojia recalled the plot,
The original owner and Zhang Jiabao had been blessed by their grandfather (father) and uncle (brother) all their lives, and they were happy prodigal sons. Just half a year ago, their uncle (brother) fell ill, and their eldest cousin did not pay their bills, leaving them in debt. In fact, the eldest cousin had no money to pay the bills, and the funds had been cut off. The eldest cousin had already sold a lot of private property, but he could not sell it in a high-profile manner, so he could only sell it secretly, and the money was slow to arrive.
When my uncle was young, he also lived a life of debauchery. Once, he took a woman to a hotel. The used condom was taken away by the waiter, and she became pregnant. That's how he gave birth to an illegitimate daughter. This time, she was reborn and knew that Zhang Jiabao's jade pendant was a token to open the bank safe.
She gave Zhang Jiabao 100 million and took the jade pendant away. She also took away the Zhang family's reserve funds in the bank and married a tech upstart. The two of them loved each other all their lives. Poor eldest cousin had to take care of his own father and two prodigal daughters alone. But the eldest brother was also very capable. Such a broken ship was about to sink, but the broken pot and the sinking boat were saved, but the family heritage was gone, and her father lived with self-blame for the rest of his life...
Main task: 1. Marry He Fei
2. To be rich and kind
Side Quest 1: Don't sell the jade pendant to that illegitimate daughter
2. Be a spendthrift girl who doesn’t owe money
Zhang Xiaojia directly told the driver to go to Zhang Group
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