Fantasy Westward Journey: As a tycoon, let the female players flood the scene first!

"Oh? Is there anything else you want to say?"

Yang Yi asked politely.

He also thought a lot about the big villains in the movie.

If nothing else, in the eyes of the other party, he plays this kind of role.

She lent the money, leaving her husband with a debt that he could not repay.

And I heard from this woman that the two parties were divorced.

Yang Yi guessed that the divorce was done deliberately, and it was Gong Wei who prevented the woman from being implicated.

In fact, it is completely unnecessary.

At first glance, this seems to be some legal knowledge heard from hearsay, or simply learned from TV.

It's actually quite funny.

If the husband borrows money from outside, as long as it is not used for joint family expenses, the wife does not have to bear the debt.

But it's obvious that the other party doesn't know.

"I actually still have 100,000 yuan, but this is what I have saved hard over the past three years. I want to give it to my son for his wedding."

Zhang Luoluo looked at the ground.

When Yang Yi heard this, he sat down again.

Things might not be so boring after all.

"Tell me about it, I'll give you five minutes."

Zhang Luoluo swallowed and said: "I know that this hundred thousand yuan is enough for your principal. I am not afraid to tell you the truth. I have no intention of touching this money."

"My son is 29 years old this year and is not married yet. My husband and I are not very capable and have not saved a fortune for him."

"My son is a college student. Although he does not have a job now, he will definitely be a person capable of doing big things in the future."

"My husband and I have worked hard to save this 100,000 yuan for three years. I will not give it back to you."

"My husband has diabetes. He used to be very fat, but now he is thinner than me. He makes money playing Fantasy during the day, and goes out to run Didi at night."

"I also work hard. In the past few years, I have worked three jobs by myself."

"As long as I have some free time, I will think more."

"So I can't let myself be idle. This 100,000 yuan is really the hope of my whole family."

"I want to find a wife for my son. If I touch this money, I won't be able to survive."

"So...please, can you...let us go?"

When Zhang Luoluo finished speaking, he knelt down on the ground.

Yang Yi couldn't sit still anymore, so he stepped over and helped the other person up.

He couldn't bear it psychologically when an older man knelt down for him.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I don't want the money, okay."

After speaking, Yang Yi winked at Yu Qingqing. Yu Qingqing understood, fumbled around in her handbag for a moment and took out the IOU.

Yang Yi took the IOU, showed it to Zhang Luoluo, and then tore it into pieces.

"Look, isn't this the end of the matter?"

Yang Yi smiled and scattered the broken IOU on the floor.

Zhang Luoluo looked at all this and was stunned.

She originally wanted to repay less, or only pay back the principal. It would be better if she could repay in installments.

But he didn't expect Yang Yi to do such a thing.

It wasn't until Yang Yi left that Zhang Luoluo recovered from the shock. She hurriedly dialed her husband Gong Wei's phone number.

"Hello?" Gong Wei's voice was low and he felt a little dizzy.

Zhang Luoluo had lived with him for decades, and she knew as soon as she heard that her husband must have been drunk.

"Why did you drink again?"

"What? What do you care about me?"

"Hmph! Let me tell you, the matter is resolved."

"What's solved?"

"I've solved your IOU!"

"..."

Needless to say, Gong Wei was shocked and his wife was elated. This is just the life of an ordinary couple.

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.........

Yang Yi stood outside the hotel, looking at the bustling streets, and a busy and prosperous scene unfolded before his eyes.

Tall buildings stand tall and the lights are bright. Neon lights flashed with colorful light, lighting up the entire street.

People shuttle among them, walking in a hurry, decorating the hustle and bustle of the city.

The light boxes of the shops light up one after another, displaying a variety of attractive products, and the street vendors sell various special snacks, spreading the alluring aroma.

The trees on both sides of the street are lush, and little bits of sunlight leak out from the gaps.

The breeze blew by, gently blowing the leaves and making a rustling sound.

"Husband...is it over like this?"

Yu Qingqing followed behind and asked.

Normally, Yu Qingqing would not interfere with any of Yang Yi's decisions, nor would she question what Yang Yi had already done.

But today was so unusual.

With just a few words from this middle-aged woman, the debt of 200,000 yuan can be eliminated.

This doesn't quite fit with Yu Qingqing's understanding of Yang Yi.

Yang Yi smiled, shook his head and did not explain.

When he was reading novels before, he saw Mo Yan's novels, which mentioned Great Mercy.

I forgot the specific content, but Yang Yi still remembered the general direction.

It is said that people often show sympathy to those who are suffering and have a compassionate heart.

But this is not great mercy.

True great mercy is shown even to evil people.

It sounds abstract, but the logic is actually self-consistent.

Yang Yi listened to this woman talk a lot, and it was 100,000 yuan for the wedding.

Another person working three jobs.

Her son is a college student, but he has no job now. She firmly believes that his son will be successful in the future.

In fact, Yang Yi really wanted to tell the other party the fact that it is really difficult to get married with 100,000 yuan.

They don't even mention hosting banquets or anything like that. The betrothal money alone is often not enough.

After all, her son is already twenty-nine and still single, so his conditions must not be good.

When he heard this, Yang Yi had already decided to give up the debt.

In fact, he himself had no intention of recovering the more than two million he lent.

Anyway, he borrowed money to make money. He has already made hundreds of millions through the system, so why should he care about these millions.

The point is, many people don’t have the ability to repay in the first place.

Yang Yi made a plan, drew out the greed of these people, and then borrowed money. If he forced them to pay back the money at this time, would they have other consequences besides being separated from their wives and children?

Yang Yi doesn't want to be so awesome in everything he does.

To him, two hundred thousand was just a meal and the cost of a chartered boat trip.

The other party has not come out yet and only has one hundred thousand yuan with her. This one hundred thousand yuan is really the life of this weather-beaten middle-aged woman.

Yang Yi is now worth billions.

He makes money through the system, and even making money itself is no longer the main purpose.

He just wants to play.

Wanting to test the stability of Fantasy Westward Journey's economic system, he wanted to make these people take action through his layout again and again to satisfy his vanity or sense of existence.

There is no need to make things so extreme.

"I probably won't have any great mercy in this life, but small mercy is actually not bad."

Yang Yi laughed happily, and Yu Qingqing on the side felt baffled.

Apart from anything else, the debt of 200,000 yuan, which was originally irrecoverable, was worth it to put Yang Yi in a good mood for one day.