It wasn't long before Liu Yutang took him upstairs, and the creditors downstairs were already impatient.

They even wondered if Liu Yutang took his mother and escaped by jumping out of the window, and the younger brothers he brought went out and scattered around the house to surround the entire villa.

When Liu Yutang opened the door of the study, he was almost punched in the chest by Boss Zhang who was about to smash the door.

Zong Jing followed behind him, grabbed his collar and took half a step back, then stepped aside and went out first, "This is, Boss Zhang?"

When Boss Zhang saw all three of them were there, he immediately put away the ferocious look on his face, "Yo~ Are you done talking? We're all waiting."

Liu Yutang supported Tang Lu, "You should go back and rest?"

Tang Lu patted his hands, "Go and call Lawyer Chen, I still have to trouble him. I'll go back to the bedroom, and when Lawyer Chen comes, tell me to come down." She looked up at Zong Jing, "Thank you for your hard work." .”

Zong Jing stood beside him and nodded quickly, "It's okay, it's nothing troublesome, your health is important."

Liu Yutang sent Tang Lu back, stood at the door of the bedroom to buy electricity first, then gas, then turned on the central air conditioner and water heater at the same time, and finally called Chen Qiao.

It was his son who answered the phone. As soon as he heard Liu Yutang's voice, he interrupted him before he could say the third word, "Yutang, my dad is falling asleep after taking medicine this afternoon. What's the matter with you? Can we talk about it tomorrow?"

Knowing what he was thinking, Liu Yutang replied in a good-tempered manner, "Okay, then tell Uncle Chen that I have found a way to repay the money. There is a person who is willing to take over my house and goods, and lend us another sum of money to pay off the debt." Debt. So we need to sign several debt transfer agreements and loan contracts, and we need Uncle Chen's help. I will pay according to his charging standard."

Chen Qiao's son was surprised, "What? You have a way to repay the loan?"

Before Liu Yutang could answer, the phone was snatched by Chen Qiao, why sleep at five or six in the afternoon?The old wife scolded him for half an afternoon, determined not to let him use the money from the family to help out. In order not to expand the family conflict, he watched his son answer the phone, and when he heard that Liu Yutang was able to pay back the money, he was very happy.

"Yutang, have you thought of a way?"

Liu Yutang didn't ask why he woke up immediately, and repeated what he said just now, adding, "... is someone my father helped before, and he is willing to help."

"Okay, okay," Chen Qiao said happily, "Good old Liu, are those people still at your house in the morning?"

The business background on the phone was noisy, Liu Yutang nodded through the phone, "Yeah, I'm not willing to leave if I can't get the money."

Chen Qiao began to change his shoes, "Wait, I'll be there within half an hour, sign the contract and send them away, and your house will be clean." After speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for Liu Yutang to respond.

His wife and son stared unhappily, and Chen Qiao flicked his sleeves, "Okay, what are you doing with your face? You are my most important people, yes, and the Liu family is outsiders. But without Liu Ang, I wouldn't be where I am today." That's right, help as much as possible while keeping your own home, okay?"

His son had no choice but to get up and get the car keys to change his clothes, "All right, all right, I feel bad for your conscience, I'll take you there."

In the Liu family villa, a group of creditors looked eagerly at Boss Zhang in front, and Zong Jing followed him down the stairs, and there were no members of the Liu family behind him, their eyes were flying wildly. What's the situation?

It didn't take long to go up here, and the bottom was smoky again. Zong Jing frowned, walked a few steps to open the window again, and stood in the air, speaking very concisely, "I just negotiated with the master of the Liu family. Now start the transfer to me, and I will perform the unfinished contract, and the lawyer will arrive in a while, so sign the creditor's rights transfer contract if you have no objection."

Facing this young man who was obviously not as easy to bully as Liu's mother and son, all the creditors looked down, and they were completely numb when they were blown in by the wind.

Boss Zhang was still the leader. He rubbed his hands and rolled his eyelids, "Do you have to introduce who you are first? I am familiar with the people on the ground in Q City. I have never seen you like this before. You are young and talented." Why, your surname?"

Everyone also meant the same thing. There are very few people in this small city who can take over tens of thousands of debts at once.

Zong Jing nodded, "Miangui, surnamed Zong, is Liu Yutang's classmate, and his business is in City B. It's normal for everyone to be unfamiliar."

Some people still don't believe it, "You take over all the debts?"

"All." Zong Jing didn't say a word.

Now those people's expressions relaxed a little, and they were not easy to be fooled. They saw that this young man had some wealth, and they didn't care about the ultimate source of the money, as long as they could get it in their own hands.

The central air conditioner was turned on, and the warm air bypassed the room. There was the sound of splashing water in the radiator. Along with a group of people in the room discussing in low voices, the atmosphere became harmonious again.

Liu Yutang came down from upstairs, shivered by the strong wind, and ran all the way to Zong Jing to report to him, "Lawyer Chen said he will be there soon."

"En." Zong Jing nodded, staring at his red nose.

Liu Yutang was uncomfortable being watched, and touched his cold face, "I've turned on the air conditioner and heater, please close the windows."

"Okay." The smoke in the room was almost gone, Zong Jing turned to close the window on the right.

Liu Yutang went with him to the balcony to close the window on the left, glanced at the people discussing in the room, and asked in a low voice, "Hello? What do you want to eat tonight?" Thank you Zong Jing, do you want to order some dishes?

Seeing his whispered question, Zong Jing blurted out, "What will you do?"

"Ah?" Liu Yutang was stunned for a moment, and quickly answered smoothly, "I can order home-cooked food, which is not as good as a chef in a restaurant."

"All?" Zong Jing narrowed his eyes, "You can cook."

"Are you surprised by your tone?" Liu Yutang stood with him on the balcony with better air, "You can feed yourself at a very young age. Ten years ago, takeaway was not so developed, and cooking is not difficult."

Zong Jing was really surprised. He still remembered the silhouette of Liu Yutang playing the piano at the school's art party in high school, and his calligraphy hanging in the window.

Thinking of it, he asked, "I thought, a young master like you must have a nanny driver at home."

This time, Liu Yutang gave him a strange look, "Did you watch too many romantic dramas? My house only has hourly workers who come to clean the house regularly."

Tang Lu didn't like having strangers at home, and she didn't want her son to be too pampered. He started to learn to do housework when he was a teenager.

Zong Jing was speechless, probably the story of Liu Ang's help had successfully won Liu Yutang's trust, and now he didn't use barrage on his face, and he was not used to the atmosphere of chatting with his peers.

I have imagined countless times that the two casually chatted a few trivial and meaningless gossips.

It seems to be easy to achieve, just need a little conversation skills combining fiction and reality.

It is true that he came out after the college entrance examination and made life difficult away from home. He also worked in the sales center of the Liu family. At the same time, during his working hours, Liu Ang visited the site to inspect.

But the intersection of the two people was that when the supervisor pushed him in front of him to praise him, Liu Ang shook hands very sincerely, and praised, "Young man is good, do a good job."

Then I went to praise the next employee, and didn't notice the story of this black and thin boy at all.

There is no plot of not being admitted because of tenderness. He was the signing king of the entire sales center that summer, and his transaction volume topped the list. The commission of the house.

In one vacation, he traded his tanned purple-black skin, blisters on his feet, and a weight of twelve pounds in exchange for more than enough money to support his entire college years.

In his later life, he encountered more tiring situations and more difficult days, and this memory gradually became blurred.

Thinking about it again today, the tragic and hopeless feeling of being abandoned by the whole world at that time has become the superficiality of a child who has never seen the world.

Things are dangerous in the world, and vicissitudes have been experienced several times. Looking at the present in a few years, it may still be the same emotion.

"The debt is settled, what do you plan to do in the future?"

"If you don't mind, I'll cook you some noodles."

The two spoke at the same time, Liu Yutang shrugged, "Where is the debt settled? It's just that a group of creditors who are more nervous are replaced by a creditor who is more affluent like you. So, of course, it is to find a job to make money."

"Okay, I really like noodles," Zong Jing chuckled, "Although I am a wealthy creditor, I still have to pay back the money. In terms of making money, I can probably give you some advice, after all, I am a member of society."

These words are old-fashioned, Liu Yutang looked at him seriously from the side of his head, from the cuff buttons of the shirt collar to the leather shoes, "Well, you look like a social person. No matter how you look at it, you look like you are in your 30s."

Zong Jing at the age of 26...

He wanted to say something, but he turned to look at Liu Yutang, who was wearing a hoodie and sweatpants, and looked like a college student who hadn't left school.

This topic is not harmonious, Zong Jing thought for a while, "What major did you study in university?"

If Zhang Taian heard this question, he would laugh like crazy, you voyeur, you even know the dormitory number, and you still secretly sit behind them to study by yourself, what major do you dare to ask?

"Visual communication design," Liu Yutang pondered, "I originally wanted to switch to clothing. At present, it seems that it is better to do some private work to earn money first."

"I remember you are good at drawing." Zong Jing's purpose was to lure him to City B, "Do you know how to paint? Our studio needs artists. If you pass the interview, your salary should be good."

"Then I'll really give it a try. It's better to stay closer to you. If you're close to vermilion, you'll be close to ink, and you'll be black. I'll learn from you how to get rich." Liu Yutang was not polite, but teased with a smile.

He didn't mind working next to Zong Jing. If the other party lent the boss a sum of money, it would be better for him to consciously stay within the sight of the other party.

Never renege on your debts, it is a must have attitude!

Another one, visual communication design, has developed a lot into graphic design. Before I was not famous, I was not stable in private work, and it was easy to have payment disputes. It is better to have a company.

Today, happiness seems to come very suddenly.

Zong Jing couldn't help but smiled, "Study hard, you will be able to pay off your debts soon."

Liu Yutang raised his jaw slightly, raised his hand and made a pistol gesture to aim at the creditors who started smoking again on the other side of the partition glass, "That is necessary, biubiu~ I have always believed in this point, and never doubted it."

It's too self-confident, like a newcomer in the company who doesn't know what to do.

Zong Jing took a deep breath. Although they were the same age, there seemed to be a generation gap.

What a sad conclusion...

Not long after, Chen Qiao rushed over with his son, Zong Jing and Liu Yutang went up to meet him, and explained the situation to him.

Chen Qiao held his hand firmly and shook it, "Okay, young man, not bad! Lao Liu has been a good person for so many years, and there are still people who miss him."

Zong Jing was speechless, loosened his tie, and claimed the hat of Zhi En Tu Bao, "Anyway, please trouble Lawyer Chen. After signing the contract today, we will go to the notary office to file for the record tomorrow."

Those creditors who were waiting to get the money also gathered around and greeted Chen Qiao one after another. Boss Zhang stretched out his hands to shake his hand, "I have to work on you for a receipt. I'm really sorry."

Zong Jing raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't intend to pay today, and it seemed that he was a little tired again.

Chen Qiao turned to look at Zong Jing when he heard this, "Mr. Zong, how are you talking with these gentlemen?"

"Sign the tripartite contract, and transfer all the rights and obligations of the Liu family to me when signing the contract with you." Zong Jing replied concisely.

Instead of paying everything at once.

The skinny man standing next to Boss Zhang was the first to understand the meaning of the words, and immediately pulled his face down again.

The other party has all the rights and obligations, and the contract must be paid in installments as originally signed. Obviously, the money will not be available today.

Before Boss Zhang could react, he waved his hand, "Signing the contract is so troublesome. I'll just sit here and write the receipt immediately after the money is credited. It's just a matter of two lines!"

Chen Qiao nodded, "It seems that there is still a misunderstanding, let's sit down and talk."

"Ah? What's the misunderstanding?" Boss Zhang was pulled aside by the thin man's arm. The two muttered a few words. Come with sincerity."

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