Chapter 96
"You're Fu Le? The girl from the Fu family?" After putting on his shoes, Liu Jianhui raised his chin, trying to make his 1.6-meter-tall figure look even more upright.
"Liu Jianhui, President Liu? It's a pleasure to meet you. If it weren't for my father, I wouldn't have known that our Lion City has such a talented person as you. I admire you greatly." Fu Le stood up, leaned forward slightly, and cupped his hands in a smile.
Liu Jianhui: How should we respond?
I feel like I've been mocked!
“Fu girl, your dad and I are brothers, you have to call me Uncle Liu. Come into my office and let’s talk. Don’t bring anyone else.” Liu Jianhui thought it would be easier to take them down one by one.
“No, that won’t do. I have to take my older brother with me. Let’s go, Han-ge, get the money ready. We’ll go inside and talk to Boss Liu. The rest of you can wait outside. Make yourselves at home if you need anything.” Fu Le smiled and tilted his head, having already made the arrangements.
“Yes,” Zhou Han replied as he walked to Fu Le’s side.
Liu Jianhui: ...
His gaze swept over the two of them, and he felt an indescribable sense of frustration, but he couldn't show it.
He realized it; this was probably a classic case of "like father, like son." What kind of luck did that old Fu have? He was all-powerful in Singapore when he was young, and now that he's old and toothless, his little one has risen up! And the best part is, it's a girl!
Damn it! Comparisons are odious! Thinking of his brat at home, Liu Jianhui wished he could go back and give him a good beating right now.
Fu Le looked at the middle-aged man ahead of him, whose leather shoes were getting heavier and heavier as he walked, and found it inexplicably funny.
On the third floor, Liu Jianhui's office was large and luxurious. It was furnished with a Persian carpet, a complete set of mahogany furniture, a bookcase overflowing with garlic and books, and writing implements on the desk... tsk...
Fu Le watched Yang Jianhui's retreating figure, a slight smile playing on his lips. Just like Old Fu, he loved to put on an act.
Based on her experience in judging people and solving cases in her previous life, this guy probably has some obsession with being good at studying and having culture.
Liu Jianhui took the main seat, had the two underlings who followed him in pour tea, and lit a cigar for himself, squinting his eyes and pointing his chin at the two people at the table.
"Sit down, Fu girl." He spoke with the air of a master, his words carrying an air of superiority.
Fu Le smiled and sat down as instructed.
"Mr. Liu, do you know what my dad borrowed this money for?" If it's gambling debts, then Liu Jianhui can get lost. If it's something else, she'll pay it back. And afterwards, she'll definitely get it back ten times more from Lao Fu's construction sites.
Liu Jianhui frowned, seemingly deep in thought. "It seems to be an investment from a cement factory in Baiyun. Your dad invested 30,000 yuan, along with one of his friends. But that guy turned out to be a scoundrel and ran off with the money. Your dad borrowed more than just 30,000 yuan from me; there were several other places too. Let me show you; I've written them all down in my notebook." With that, Liu Jianhui placed his cigar on the ashtray and began rummaging under the table.
Fu Le: If I had known you were so easy to talk to, your people wouldn't have gotten beaten up.
"Ah, found it. Your dad borrowed 30,000 from Yu Gang, a former comrade of your dad's. Chen Zhounian, also a former comrade of your dad's, borrowed 50,000. The biggest lender was Captain Deng, Deng Yan, who borrowed 100,000. This 100,000 was borrowed from Captain Deng's wife's family. I went with them at the time." These families are all important figures in the government. That's why he was willing to lend money even though he knew Old Fu was poor. After all, they have connections.
With each revelation of the debts, Fu Le's face darkened further, his imposing presence causing Liu Jianhui to swallow hard. "Girl, girl, don't be angry, don't be angry. Listen to your uncle, your dad really did invest all that money in the cement factory, but the factory failed to get off the ground. He trusted his brother too much, and that's why it's all gone to waste. Your dad didn't dare tell the family because he was afraid it would affect your schooling. He's not..."
"Where is the person who swindled his money? Give me the information." Liu Jianhui and her father probably have a really good relationship, otherwise he wouldn't know so much about the whole thing.
"I only have a photocopy of his ID card here. Your dad left it with me to help collect the debt, but my business has grown so much that I'm really busy and don't have time to look for him. I heard he's gone to the special economic zone, which makes him even harder to find. I'm also really short of money right now. The day before yesterday, I just sent someone to your house to ask around. I didn't expect those idiots to use all their tricks on your house, hehe..." Liu Jianhui grinned, revealing a set of yellow and black teeth. He was no longer as arrogant and haughty as before, and instead acted like a friendly uncle next door.
Only he knew that when this girl got angry just now, her aura was so overwhelming that he couldn't breathe. He didn't know how she could have such a strong sense of violence at such a young age. It was just like when Old Fu used to lose his temper, or even worse.
He was certain that if he went against the grain today and did something bad, he would get himself into trouble. So, it was better to play the good guy. Besides, Old Fu, despite his debts and thuggish appearance, could be really ruthless when he got angry. Putting aside his irresponsible nature, he cared a lot about his girl, as anyone who knew him well knew.
Fu Le took the photocopy of Liu Jianhui's ID card and frowned when he saw the sleazy face on it. "Only Old Fu would consider someone with this kind of face a friend," he thought. "It's unbelievable! Can't even tell good from bad, how can he possibly start a business?!"
"Here's 50,000, 30,000 of which was the principal and 20,000 of which was interest. Give me my dad's loan documents."
Liu Jianhui: ...
"You're going to pay your dad back? Where did you get so much money?" Liu Jianhui was surprised and wanted to ask for an explanation, but when he met Fu Le's cold black eyes, he swallowed his words, lowered his head to find the loan documents for Old Fu, and handed them over.
Fu Le took it, confirmed it, and then Zhou Han handed him an agreement.
"Take a look, sign, and the money is yours."
"What? I have to sign this?" Liu Jianhui took it in confusion. The contents of the document shocked him. It was a promise that from now on, if he, his brothers, or any other person or company he had guaranteed borrowed money from Lao Fu, he would be responsible for all the losses. It was all clearly written in black and white.
"Are you crazy?" Liu Jianhui asked angrily.
"You can choose not to sign, but I guarantee you will never get your 50,000 yuan back, or the subsequent interest." Because after that guarantee, Old Fu gambled away all the money he earned, and it was all gone forever; once he died, the debt was gone.
Liu Jianhui: ...
"I'm just telling you and your people, and related companies, to stop lending him money. That's all. Just pass the word down that no one is allowed to lend money to Lao Fu. That should do it. I can't keep cleaning up my dad's mess forever. This is the first and the last time."
In the end, Liu Jianhui signed with a bitter face. He had no choice; he couldn't give up the money. It was true that Lao Fu couldn't make any more money. He understood Fu Le's meaning very well: her money would never be used to fill the endless hole in her father's finances.
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