The rebirth confession failed, the school beauty is anxious

"When did I say I wouldn't pay it back?"

Zhou Guanghua said coldly: "I just plan to pay it back in two years..."

Zhou Qingqing asked angrily: "In the contract you signed, what is the repayment date?"

"August 1th!"

"Today is February 2th, 5 days have passed!"

"Is 20 days a long time? My bank loans have a one-year term!"

"But you didn't get a loan from a bank. You got a loan from a private institution and signed the contract in black and white!" Zhou Qingqing argued.

Snapped!

Zhang Guihua slapped Zhou Qingqing on the face, and said angrily: "I'm giving you face, right? Your dad provides you with food, drinks, and college education. He gives you more living expenses than anyone else. How dare you?" Talk back to your dad?"

Zhou Qingqing covered her face and bit her lips, unable to speak.

My mother was right, my father gave me a life many times better than ordinary people.

But she didn't want her father to become the kind of old man who couldn't repay his debts.

Zhou Guanghua waved his hand distractedly: "Okay, go back to the room..."

Zhou Qingqing took a deep breath and continued to ask: "What is the relationship between that loan company and Zhou Chen?"

Zhou Guanghua lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and then said calmly: "It was opened by a classmate of Zhou Chen!"

Zhou Qingqing sneered: "So you think that with Zhou Chen's relationship, you can default on the loan at will?"

"Are you done yet? Do you still want to be beaten?"

Zhang Guihua said, grabbing the broom from behind the sofa and walking towards Zhou Qingqing.

Zhou Guanghua frowned slightly: "Can you calm down?"

Zhang Guihua roared angrily: "Don't you see that this white-eyed wolf has hard wings? He dares to talk back. He won't be allowed to go to the house for another two years?"

Zhou Guanghua turned to look at Zhou Qingqing: "Go back to your room and read a book. Don't worry about adults and children!"

"There's something I didn't tell you. Zhou Chen already had a net worth of over 100 million two months ago. If your behavior reaches his ears, it will only become a joke!"

After Zhou Qingqing said this, he turned back to his room and locked the door.

Zhang Guihua stood there dumbfounded.

After a long while, she turned back to stare at Zhou Guanghua and asked, "What did that damn girl just say? Zhou Chen is worth over 100 million?"

Zhou Guanghua nodded expressionlessly.

How old is Zhou Chen?

I just turned eighteen last year.

Net worth over 100 million?

No one who writes a book would dare to write like this!

"Where did this damn girl hear this joke?"

"With a net worth of over 100 million, does she know what 100 million is?"

Zhang Guihua's fat face was full of sarcasm.

Zhou Guangming and his wife only get one or two thousand yuan home every year.

When the migrant workers in the village who went home to celebrate the New Year asked him to join them for a mahjong table, he didn't even dare to go.

Not to mention this year, if it hadn't been for a college entrance banquet, Zhou Chen's college tuition would probably not have been paid.

Zhou Guanghua continued to take a puff of cigarette and said worriedly: "Osmanthus, how about... let's pay back the money. I'm worried that they will cause trouble in the future!"

He took out a loan of 2 yuan, with a monthly interest rate of 83%, and the interest for two months was more than yuan.

For the HSBC Fisheries project, he received 350 million in project funds and settled 160 million to the workers. He still had 190 million left. Even if he paid back 55, it was equivalent to earning 145 million from the project, plus the profits from the Internet cafes. of more than 150 yuan, and he earned a total of million last year.

Earning 150 million a year, when he returns to the village, he is still the big boss who makes everyone bow and bow when they see him.

"What a fart..."

"They beat you like this and didn't even ask them for medical expenses. It's fine, why should you pay them back?"

"Besides, didn't you reserve a Mercedes-Benz worth over 40 yuan? If you pay back the 55 yuan, we won't even have 100 million yuan in our account!"

"Last year Wang Mazi drove his old Passat from house to house with 50 in cash in the trunk. He would take a barrel of oil from the trunk when he saw someone. This year we will do the same. We will take out all the money and put it in the trunk. , Look how arrogant Wang Mazi is!"

Zhang Guihua feels aggrieved when she mentions going home last year.

Wang Mazi is one of the rich people in the village.

We have been engaged in aquaculture since 2000.

I have made a lot of money in the past few years.

Zhou Guanghua put the cigarette butt out in the ashtray on the coffee table and said with a faint smile: "This year's cold wave has caused huge losses to the global fishery industry. Wang Mazi can't jump today. Maybe he will have to borrow money from us!"

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