Jinhua Hotel is located in the central business district of Shanghai.

"Hello, are you Ms. Zhang? Ms. Yu has already reserved a seat and asked me to come down and pick you up."

A waiter in exquisite clothing looked at Zhang Luoluo with a standardized smile and said this.

Zhang Luoluo looked at the other party's young and delicate face and was stunned for a moment.

She didn't expect that the other party would invite her to such a high-end hotel.

At this time she was wearing a dark blue outfit.

Since she doesn't go out much on weekdays, this is one of the few decent clothes she wears.

But it doesn't quite match the magnificent hotel in front of me.

When poor people face high-end hotels, they don't always have the confidence to go in.

In fact, it’s really not something you can’t afford.

Even a five-star hotel.

A meal only costs a few thousand yuan.

Of course, the most expensive ones are definitely an exception.

What really made them afraid to go in was the obvious sense of gap.

Zhang Luoluo felt this feeling at this time.

She didn't dare to go in.

The waitress is also experienced. As a worker in the service industry, she has seen all kinds of strange people. It is not uncommon for people with low self-esteem like Ms. Zhang in front of her.

So the waiter smiled more enthusiastically, stepped forward and took her arm: "Come on, I will take you there, don't worry."

Zhang Luoluo sighed inwardly when he thought of his purpose.

Bite the bullet and go in.

The lobby is spacious and bright, with gorgeous crystal chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling, illuminating the entire space.

The marble floor is covered with gorgeous carpets, and the intricate patterns and golden borders show the delicate craftsmanship.

When passing by the hotel room, Zhang Luoluo took a glance, and the luxurious decoration style was eye-catching.

The soft and comfortable large bed, exquisite furniture and neatly placed thoughtful supplies all reflect comfort and quality.

Huge floor-to-ceiling windows allow guests to overlook the charming city scenery and enjoy the beauty of the city.

Zhang Luoluo's thoughts were flying, thinking of Dream of Red Mansions and Grandma Liu.

She thought it was the plot of a novel, but when she walked out of the small town and entered the most luxurious hotel in Shanghai, she realized that this was not uncommon in real life.

Zhang Luoluo looked at everything in front of him and felt sad.

Before she could express emotion or understand some truth, she heard the waiter next to her say: "We're already here, so I won't accompany you in."

"Thank you." Zhang Luoluo felt the other party's kindness and nodded towards him.

Entering the door, there is a huge dining table.

There was a man sitting at the main seat, wearing casual clothes. The man placed one hand on the table and tapped regularly. The other hand held a mobile phone and slid his fingers up and down. He was probably reading a novel.

After all, I didn’t hear the background music played by the short video.

The man was very young, so young that Zhang Luoluo couldn't accept it.

Why could such a young man book a private room in the most luxurious hotel in Shanghai just to meet her?

But her husband still owes this man hundreds of thousands in debt.

Behind the man stood a well-dressed young woman. The woman was so graceful and graceful that she was a sight to see just standing there.

Zhang Luoluo had only seen that beautiful appearance on TV stars.

"Yang Yi, I am Zhang Luoluo."

Zhang Luoluo had seen the IOU and knew the other party's name.

She took a deep breath and stared at him with wide eyes.

Zhang Luoluo's eyes were originally big, but they were deliberately widened at this moment. From Yang Yi's perspective, it was a bit funny.

Zhang Luoluo has no experience negotiating with big shots.

But she has experience in having disputes with customers when she goes shopping for groceries or works in a supermarket.

She knows how to argue.

So as soon as she came up, she put on a super strong posture.

After all, at the bottom, good people will really be bullied.

"Well, you are Gong Wei's wife, right?"

Yang Yi put down his phone and looked at the middle-aged woman and asked.

This middle-aged woman's face was a little sallow. Although she applied a little white powder on it, it was obvious that this kind of cosmetics was not high-end and seemed a bit uncoordinated.

It can be seen that the other party is not a woman who often wears makeup.

His appearance is quite passable, and if you look at it according to his age of forty, he is indeed passable.

The eyes are relatively big, and although the figure is a bit fat, Yang Yi visually estimated that the other party should weigh about 140 pounds.

At 1.6 meters tall and 140 pounds, he definitely can't be called thin.

But if this woman was young and not so fat, with such a pair of big eyes, she should be a more beautiful woman.

"I'm his ex-wife."

Zhang Luoluo started his speech.

"You lend him money to invest in fantasy and speculate on items. I don't even know about this."

"I had a conflict with him some time ago and we have divorced."

"Do you know that you have hurt us and that you have torn our family apart?"

"I never asked you to lend him money. I didn't know at all, and I wouldn't agree if I knew it. In a small town like that, how much money can he make in a year even if he works until he dies?"

"And if you lend money to him, the interest rate exceeds the country's highest legal interest rate, which is illegal."

"In addition to borrowing money, what he used to do is illegal. Speculating on crop prices is not allowed in the game. If you take it to court, you won't win, you know?"

Zhang Luoluo was deeply afraid that the other party would interrupt him, so he said a lot in one breath.

She had already checked it on her phone on the way here.

The law states that if you lend money to the other party, it is used for illegal purposes, and this kind of loan is not protected by law.

Zhang Luoluo didn't believe that Yang Yi didn't know that her husband would use this money to speculate on fantasy prices.

Yang Yi listened patiently and nodded.

After two seconds, he asked: "Have you read the IOU?"

"Ah?...I've seen it." Zhang Luoluo subconsciously followed Yang Yi's train of thought.

"Did it say in the IOU that your husband...no...your ex-husband used the money to renovate the house?"

Yang Yi said slowly.

Zhang Luoluo listened in silence, not knowing what to say for a while.

She had never been to a courthouse in her life and didn't even know which way the courthouse door opened.

This legal knowledge can also be seen on mobile phones.

There is no chance of winning the debate.

However, she is simple and believes that the court will definitely help them. After all, the judge must be sensible.

Yang Yi looked at her silence and shook his head.

Fortunately, he took the time to take Yu Qingqing to watch this wonderful show.

The result was this.

It seems too boring.

"Is there anything else? If you have different opinions on the IOU contract, you can ask your husband to come over and talk to me, or go to the court. My time is precious."

After Yang Yi finished speaking, he stood up. Seeing this, Yu Qingqing picked up the coat from the hanger next to him and helped put it on Yang Yi's shoulders.

Yang Yi shook his head and prepared to leave to end this boring conversation.

"Wait a moment."

Zhang Luoluo's voice was obviously trembling, and she could hardly hold herself any longer.

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