After being scumbag of a rich man, I got pregnant [Entertainment]

The reason why the tattooed man dared to come to the stars was mainly because he felt that stars like Shen Yu valued their reputation the most, and they definitely shouldn't make a fuss.In addition, it was true that Fu Zhifan borrowed money, and they would definitely be able to get some of the debt they asked for.

Now the situation changed suddenly, he asked Shen Yu hesitantly: "You said you are not brothers, what is the evidence?"

Shen Yu smiled: "Brother, I can still get a household registration book, how can I prove that I am not a brother? How about I go for a DNA test with him before you catch him?"

Xingchen is not a pitiful little person who can be rounded and flattened by others. Looking at the tall security guards behind Shen Yu, they look like Lianjiazi at first glance. If they really make trouble, they may not be able to take advantage.

The tattooed man reported the situation here to the company, and while waiting for a reply, he asked Shen Yu: "What's his father's name? What's the phone number?"

"My name is Fu Jingyuan. I don't have a phone number, but you will know when you arrive at the front desk." Shen Yu smiled more kindly.

The tattooed man thought the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

These professional debtors deal with many people every day, and their names are like carp in a river. They often encounter familiar situations but can't remember them, so they don't go into details.

They are used to seeing their son committing crimes and Lao Tzu repaying debts, and they are sure that it is easier for their father to get money than their younger brother.

Anyway, a company as big as Xingchen is here, and Shen Yu's whereabouts are well known, so the company plans to go to the hot spring club first as soon as the company has made up its mind.

A group of people came fiercely, and then left aggressively.

Gao Zixuan sent them away, a little worried: "Chenchen, is it okay for you to sell Fu Jingyuan like this? Will Fu Qinghan be angry?"

"No, he is even more cruel to his father. I will go out in the afternoon, Brother Xuan, you should go to eat quickly." Shen Yu picked up the insulated box, took a vacation with Bei Kaihuai, and rushed to the hot spring club to "show filial piety" ".

The driver was driving, and Shen Yu told Fu Qinghan what had happened while eating.

Fu Qinghan's face turned blue: "He really is getting bolder."

"This matter is pending. See if you can find someone else. I'll go to your father's first to see, don't let the old man waste money. You can check something for me, and I will send the list to your mobile phone. "

The Fu family has always been a master of money, Fu Jingyuan is very likely to spend money on cleaning, and accept everything according to the order.

But Shen Yu has experienced Shen Xing's messy things, and he knows better than anyone that there are tricks in private lending.

The other party said that it was a loan of 500 million, and only Fu Zhifan knew how much he got.The calculation of interest is even more varied, and the amount calculated by each method is different. Shen Yu doesn't want them to earn these ill-gotten gains.

"Okay, you go first, I'll be there in a while." Fu Qinghan cut off the phone, and immediately called Fu Zhifan.

"Brother?" On the other end of the phone, Fu Zhifan's voice was normal, and he didn't look like someone with 500 million debts at all.

Fu Qinghan asked in a deep voice, "Where is it?"

"Preparing to open the store. What's the matter?" Fu Zhifan asked strangely, as if it was Fu Qinghan who had the accident.

"How's the preparation going?" Fu Qinghan asked.

Fu Zhifan faltered: "It's okay...just short of money...the store has been negotiated, but the decoration needs a lot of money..." The tone was exactly the same as when he asked Fu Qinghan for money.

Fu Qinghan quickly signed several urgent documents and handed them to Zhong Ze, holding the phone and going downstairs: "Is 500 million enough?"

Fu Zhifan was overjoyed: "Yes! Brother, you can still open my original account, and I will pay you back when I make money!"

He didn't know how many times he said this, but he never paid Fu Qinghan a penny.

Fu Qinghan frowned, and wanted to scold him a few times, but held back, and said subduedly, "I'll be at Liangshan Hot Spring Club in half an hour, go find me there."

We can't point it out now, otherwise Fu Zhifan might hide like an ostrich.

Many people knew about Fu Jingyuan's recuperation at the hot spring club. Although Fu Zhifan was curious as to why Fu Qinghan didn't transfer the money directly, he didn't think too much about it.When the old man is around, even if Fu Qinghan scolds him, someone will stop him.

He happily drove over.

When Shen Yu arrived, the tattooed men were arguing with the front desk.

Liangshan Hot Spring Club is a property owned by the Fu family, and every service is expensive.He usually receives guests, but because Fu Jingyuan likes to be quiet, he declined all outside guests during his convalescence.

The tattooed men were not good people at first glance, so the front desk couldn't let them in casually. After learning that Fu Jingyuan hadn't seen any customers, he refused them.

Of course, the debt collection team refused to let this go, and the two sides quarreled.

"Stop arguing!" Shen Yu yelled, signaling to the bodyguards who had heard the news to come forward to "pacify" the bullying debt collection team.

The weak receptionist quickly hid aside.

The tattooed man looked displeased and said, "Shen Yu, you asked us to come, and now we can't see Fu Jingyuan, what do you think we should do?"

"Don't worry, I'll just take you in." Shen Yu walked to the counter and motioned the front desk to help him dial the internal number of Fu Jingyuan's room.

Fu Jingyuan's voice quickly sounded in the receiver: "What's the matter?"

"These are all Fu Zhifan's creditors, are you sure you don't see them?" Shen Yu asked lightly.

Fu Jingyuan was surprised: "What? How could Zhifan owe money? Wait, are you Shen Yu?"

"Yeah, I'm worried that something will happen to you, so I came here to visit you." Shen Yu said insincerely.

Fu Jingyuan scolded coldly: "I think you want to piss me off? What kind of creditor? You made it up, right?"

"Am I that kind of person? If you don't see me, they'll have to go find your sweetheart, Zhifan." He mumbled in a low voice, "I don't know if after so many years, should the usury ask for debts or should I chop off my little finger first? Uncertain methods are more diverse, I heard that there are also kidney diggers..."

Every time he said a word, Fu Jingyuan's face turned pale.

The Fu family is not short of money, let alone stingy, how can this kind of thing happen to the family!

"Enough!" Fu Jingyuan shouted, grinding his teeth, "Take them to the living room, I'll be there in a while. But Shen Yu, let me tell you, if I find out that you are the culprit, I can't spare you! "

"You think highly of your good nephew, so he is not worth my shot." Without waiting for Fu Jingyuan to refute, Shen Yu hung up the phone and asked the front desk, "Take us to the reception room, please."

Fu Qinghan brought Shen Yu here several times, and the front desk naturally knew him as the president's man, so he took them in obediently.

There are several living rooms in the clubhouse, but only the most luxurious one is worthy of Fu Jingyuan's status.

The living room was very quiet, and the debt collection team waited impatiently, Shen Yu eagerly asked, "Will he really come?"

"If he doesn't come, am I sitting here to invite you to drink tea for nothing?" He raised the fragrant passion fruit tea in his hand, "This small cup costs more than 100, I don't have that much money."

The dog is better than showing off its wealth!

Qiqi, the debt collection team, rolled his eyes and ordered a second cup of tea.

Finally, when the third cup of tea was almost finished, Fu Jingyuan appeared with a bad expression.

As soon as Shen Yu hung up the phone, he went to ask Fu Zhifan for verification.

Fu Zhifan faltered and said there was no such thing, but Fu Jingyuan was not a fool, seeing his evasive attitude, he knew that it was probably true, so he was so angry that he scolded him on the phone and told him to hurry over.

It was only then that Fu Zhifan knew that Fu Qinghan wanted to give him money, and it was clearly a grand banquet.

He didn't want to go, but he was afraid that he would hurt the old man's heart if he didn't go.

Although Fu Jingyuan would scold him for not living up to expectations, the old man was not as cruel as Fu Qinghan, who said he would leave him alone.As long as he has a correct attitude, Fu Jingyuan will still love him the same after his anger passes.

After struggling for a long time, Fu Zhifan went anyway.

In the meeting room, Fu Jingyuan glanced coldly at everyone present, and focused on gouging out Shen Yu: "Eat inside and out." Then he asked the debt collection team, "How much does Zhifan owe you?"

Frightened by the aura on his body, the tattooed man didn't dare to vent his anger on him due to waiting too long.He secretly sighed in his heart who Fu Zhifan was, and said to the old man, "He owes us 500 million principal and interest."

The man in glasses carrying a briefcase behind him consciously handed over the copy of the loan contract.

Fu Jingyuan snorted disdainfully: "Just 500 million? I'll take it as much." He opened the loan agreement and checked it carefully, and found that it was indeed Fu Zhifan's handwriting, and his hand was shaking with anger while holding the agreement.

500 million is not too much to him, but Fu Zhifan doesn't buy a house or invest, so he has to think about borrowing so much money suddenly.

"What is he borrowing money for?" Fu Jingyuan asked.

The tattooed man smiled: "It is said that it is needed for business turnover. We borrowed money, but he didn't pay back a penny of the interest. It seems that you are not in short supply. Did you pay it back for your son?"

"No son owes you money!" Fu Jingyuan retorted displeased.

The tattooed man looked cold: "Isn't Fu Zhifan your son?" At the same time, he glared at Shen Yu ferociously, as if he wanted to settle accounts with him.

"He is my nephew!" Fu Jingyuan said angrily.

The tattooed man was dissatisfied with this identity, he frowned and asked, "Where's his father?"

"Dead!" Fu Jingyuan threw the loan agreement on the table angrily, sat down on the single sofa, and said coldly, "I can pay back the money, but you have to show the transfer certificate. I only pay back what Zhifan actually took. The money he got. Also, you mortgaged his car, don’t even think about taking double share of the money!”

Shen Yu's eyes lit up, the old man's mind is still very clear.

The debt collection team has gone through a lot of battles, and the old man took out the bank transfer certificate after he finished speaking, and said: "The interest agreement is 36% per annum, and he didn't pay it back in the first month. Now it's the second month. It takes two months, which is 30 yuan. If you can pay it off now, the total principal and interest will be 530 million yuan. Of course, installments are also available, but the interest must not be less.”

None of these matters to Fu Jingyuan, he has money.

He had already asked Fu Zhifan before he came, and indeed he received a transfer of 500 million from them that day.Ask again just to see if this small loan company will take the opportunity to extort money.

Seeing that both parties are fine now, he said, "Bring the repayment account number."

The tattooed man was overjoyed, and handed over the account he had prepared long ago, but he didn't expect to be intercepted by Shen Yu halfway.

Everyone in the living room frowned.

Fu Jingyuan asked sarcastically, "Could it be that you want to pay back the money for Zhifan?"

"Even if I pay it back, it's still your son's money." Shen Yu glanced at him, and asked the tattooed man with a smile, "Are you sure the actual loan is 500 million?"

The waist of the tattooed man was straighter than the load-bearing wall of the clubhouse: "Why not? We have records of money transfers, all of which are clear and clear bank transfers, and there are well-documented records!"

Shen Yu was calm and composed: "I didn't say that your payment was fake. I just wanted to ask, how much beheading interest did you deduct after the payment?"