Live fortune-telling: The face of the gold digger was swollen at the beginning

"Grandmaster."

"No, no."

"I know I'm wrong, I'll change..."

heard.

A sneer appeared on Shen Chen's face:

"don't want?"

"It's up to you?"

"If an apology works."

"What else do you use punishment for?"

The sound fell, and Shen Chen threw the doom talisman into the air.

the next moment.

The doom talisman is wrapped in a large space technique.

With a flash of space fluctuation, the doom talisman appeared above Song Dahai's head.

"Wow..."

The doom talisman spontaneously ignites without wind.

"Jingle Bell……"

As soon as the doom charm was burned, the call came.

Song Dahai answered the phone tremblingly: "Hello..."

"The surname is Song."

"I am a grass and mud horse."

"Let you use high-grade steel."

"You used all low-grade steel for me."

"This batch of goods worth 200 million yuan is all broken."

"According to the contract, you have to pay me 400 million yuan. If you can't pay, you can go to jail!"

shuh...

Song Dahai's expression changed drastically and he begged for mercy:

"boss Zhang."

"Let's discuss."

"Let's discuss it."

"My savings and factory buildings."

"It's only 400 million in total."

"If you lose 400 million yuan, wouldn't your whole life be wasted?"

An angry roar came from the phone:

"Song Dahai!"

"The delayed construction period has not been calculated with you yet."

"Compensate the money as soon as possible, or wait to go to jail!"

"Beep beep..."

The other party hung up the phone directly.

"Jingle Bell……"

Before Song Dahai could recover, another call came.

The phone has just been connected.

A polite voice came from the microphone:

"Hello."

"Mr. Song Dahai?"

"I'm a debt collector at the Workers and Peasants Bank."

"Song Wenshu is your son, right?"

"He borrowed 150 million from our bank."

"The mortgaged property right is your factory."

"Your son's loan is four months past due."

"If the loan is still repaid, we will auction off your factory building."

Song Dahai roared:

"how come?"

"How can my son have a loan?"

"And mortgaged our factory?"

The debt collector on the other side of the phone said: "You can ask your son to find out."

"Beep beep..."

The voice fell.

Hang up the phone there.

Song Dahai looked panicked and was about to call his son.

But I haven't found out my son's cell phone number yet.

"Jingle Bell……"

Then, the phone rang again.

Seeing that the word mother was written on it, Song Dahai quickly connected: "Hello..."

"Ugh..."

Song Dahai just said hello.

An extremely sad cry came from the microphone.

"What's wrong."

"Speak quickly!"

"I'm busy!"

The panicked Song Dahai almost roared out.

The mother's voice came from the microphone: "Your father is dead, cerebral hemorrhage!"

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Dormitory where mice run wild

and eat undercooked rice

And the boss doesn't plan to pay the last month's salary

These are the little author's personal experience, such as high salary bait, are the materials of the experience of the people around him!

and also.

Can pretty boys and pretty girls watch the video?Or give a gift.

Yesterday's gift income was not half as good as the day before yesterday, it hurts my heart!

Chapter 062 There is no Beat Generation, the post-00s will create the future

"puff."

"Hahaha."

"Your father is dead."

"The wicked will be rewarded with evil."

"This is the strongest curse."

"Seeing that B is unlucky, I feel relieved."

"Song Dahai is unlucky, the people of Dongshan sent a congratulatory message!"

"The people of Sanqin sent a congratulatory message, I wish Song Dahai your mother a blast!"

"The people of Xishan sent a congratulatory message, wishing Song Dahai that your son will not be given anesthesia for being gagged."

"The people of Modu sent a congratulatory message, wishing that Song Dahai's family property will be lost, and he owes millions of dollars."

"The people of Donghai City sent a congratulatory message, wishing Song Dahai to go to jail in the future, and to be full of big men in the future, with Nan on the left and right..."

Seeing that Song Dahai was punished.

The live broadcast room suddenly boiled.

When the water friends are celebrating wildly.

A smile appeared on Shen Chen's face:

"Pretty boys and pretty girls."

"Where did this go?"

"Go on and look down."

The sound fell.

"Jingle Bell……"

The bell rang again.

Song Dahai answered the phone tremblingly.

A panicked voice came from the microphone:

"dad."

"Dad...Dad."

"It's me, your son Song Wenshu."

"Because of gambling, I have mortgaged our factory."

"But because I owe too much money in gambling debts, they cut off one of my kidneys just now."

"Dad, call me 100 million quickly."

"Otherwise, my remaining kidney will also be cut away."

"And they said that when a kidney is cut off, I won't be given anesthesia."

"dad……"

"Help!"

"Help, Dad..."

Before Song Wenshu finished speaking.

The phone was snatched by another person.

Immediately afterwards, a vicious voice came from the microphone:

"Old stuff."

"You listen to me."