contract relationship

An Tong got on the subway opposite, returned two stops, and got out of the subway station among the crowd.

The ground is the well-known old commercial circle in the city, very close to the old railway station and bus station, with several wholesale markets in between, the population density is high, and there are many people coming and going.

When An Tong was the eldest lady, Jingui went directly to the shopping mall across the street for shopping, and she didn't even have to walk for a car to pick up and drop off.Now, she is grateful for the shoulder-to-shoulder crowd, fearing that if there are fewer people in one area, she will not be able to hide her.

Anyway, the only valuable thing on her body is an empty handbag, no money, no card, not even a mobile phone, so she is not afraid of stealing or snatching.

An Tong went into KFC to buy a cup of coffee, stared at the picture of fried chicken burger for two seconds, and swallowed.

The cashier asked: "What else do you need? Do you want to try our new breakfast?"

An Tong shook his head.

After drinking coffee in the corner, An Tong went back to the order counter to order breakfast.When paying, An Tong looked at the change in the bag and added another cone.

Licking the ice cream, An Tong thought about "luxury" and "improvement of life" many times, and finally bit into the crispy skin, looking forward to the snow.

It's a pity that there is no snow. The morning at the end of autumn is gloomy, the clouds are very low, and they are pressed down in one piece, lead gray.Probably another cloudy day.

An Tong went out after breakfast, walked around the commercial street twice, entered a mobile phone chain store, and bought a so-called youth phone with most of his money.

290 nine yuan, plus 300 yuan phone bill.

An Tong rubbed against the WiFi of the mobile phone store, and after a long time, he couldn't log in to the previous WeChat, so he had to go to the opposite business hall to reapply for a mobile phone card.

After tossing back and forth for a long time, the memory of the youth version of the student mobile phone is so limited that it is unimaginable. It just synchronizes contacts and prompts to expand the capacity halfway through.

An Tong had a headache to delete, delete, and delete, and tried several times before he gave out the mobile phone number of the loan shark Lao Huang.

She called Lao Huang and rang many times, but no one answered.

Lao Huang, who lives in Xiyin Media, has tight mouth corners, wrinkled nose, and a fine layer of sweat on his forehead.

Opposite Lao Huang sat two middle-aged men of similar age. On the right was a cold-faced policeman in uniform. Through his coat, he could vaguely see the outline of a gun holster near his waist.

The one on the left has a friendly face and speaks respectfully, with a somewhat humble and restrained posture.He put a document on the coffee table in front of Lao Huang, pressed his fingertips on the edge and pushed it forward.

"This...Huang? Oh, Mr. Huang, I just made it very clear. In principle, usury itself is not illegal. The general public thinks it is illegal because most of the means and methods of usury to collect debts are illegal. .”

Having said that, the man turned his head to look at the police uniform beside him: "Of course, this is beyond the authority of Wen as a lawyer, and should be controlled by the director of the public security department. It just so happens that Zhang Chu is also there. If you want to know, you can ask Zhang Chu will teach you about science."

Zhang Chu in the police uniform stared straight at Lao Huang with a pair of eagle eyes, his eyes were chilling, and his whole body was oppressive and fierce.Lao Huang withdrew his body, shrunk his shoulders, and shook his knees.

Looking at each other for a moment, Zhang Chu received several text messages, and began to read the content in front of everyone: "Huang Hongjie, male, 43 years old. He was sentenced for theft and just came out last September..."

Zhang Chu read several criminal records in a row, put down his mobile phone and looked at Lao Huang: "Recently, people have reported that you are suspected of human trafficking and organ trading in private."

Lao Huang slapped the coffee table and jumped up: "Fart!"

Lawyer Wen smiled at Lao Huang: "Don't get excited. A report from the masses is a report, and the police will not arrest people after receiving the report. They must investigate first. Otherwise, how can you sit here safely?"

Lao Huang was stern, and before speaking, he glanced at Zhang Chu, and rubbed his hands unconsciously, feeling very guilty.But in the end it was after the scene, he sniffled: "Are you a threat? Public or private use of public power!"

Halfway through the talk, Lao Huang turned his spearhead and pointed at Fan Shuojing: "It's you, woman! Do you think it's enough to find these two people? Let me tell you, it's not that simple!"

Fan Shuojing glanced over: "Do you want to solve the problem?"

Lao Huang didn't say a word, and acquiesced.

"Then put your fingers down."

It would be embarrassing to let go, and there is no way to continue the conversation if you don't let go, Lao Huang was embarrassed, so he slapped the little follower next to him on the head.

"Let you watch that girl's video, you can make her run away from the dormitory! Useless things!"

There was light in Fan Shuojing's eyes, and a smile was drawn from the corner of his mouth, which was a light tease hidden behind the sarcasm.Looking at the crude and simple pranks of the children, I can't say that I appreciate or encourage them, but in short, I feel a little playful.

There is some conniving attitude in it.

"Currently Zhang Chu and Lawyer Wen are here, do you want to solve the problem reported by the masses, or the debt?"

Lao Huang was kicking his servant under the tea table.

The little follower yelled: "We are here to ask for money! If you give us the money, we will leave!"

Lawyer Wen came forward: "I have already said it again, look at the documents in front of you. The regulations issued by the Supreme Law clearly state that the annual interest rate of private loans exceeds 20.00% and the court will not support it. Dare I ask, Mr. Fan owes How much do you have?"

In Lao Huang's hand was a crumpled IOU, which had been folded too many times and was torn in several places, which had been glued together with tape.Ten minutes ago, Fan Shuojing glanced at it, and the amount on it was only 10 million.

If it's just the principal, An Changsheng won't run away.It's all about the doubling of interest, and it has already broken tens of millions, all on the shoulders of the little girl alone.

Fan Shuojing was playing with the pen, and when she let go of her fingertips, the gold-plated pen fell on the table with a "snap" that was neither soft nor heavy.

Lawyer Wen looked back at Fan Shuojing, received the signal, and added to Lao Huang: "Also, if the repayment exceeds 30.00%[-], we can apply to the court for recovery. I don't know if there is any excess, Mr. Huang?"

Lao Huang was silent for a few seconds, then stood up suddenly: "I won't talk to you anymore! I'll go find her herself, it has nothing to do with you!"

Fan Shuojing held down the rolling pen: "I spent a lot of time and energy to hire Lawyer Wen and Chulai Zhang. If you don't want to talk about it, don't talk about it? There is a lawsuit fee, who will pay?"

"The accounts that need to be settled will be settled together today." Fan Shuojing changed her mobile phone to call an outside line and called the finance at the group headquarters. "Bring the cash and use my personal account."

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Lao Huang and his party were forced to accept the repayment, counted and checked on the spot, signed and pressed their fingerprints, and settled An's debt.

However, when they went out with the money, a team of police outside stopped them, and after showing their IDs, they said: "As for the issue of reporting, we need your cooperation in the investigation."

The money I just received was not warm enough, so I went to accept the investigation together with others.

In the office, Fan Shuojing signed the financial statement and explained the financial completion procedures.Without saying much, Fan Shuojing entertained Zhang Chu for tea and sat down with him.

Zhang Chu changed his serious face, and teased Fan Shuojing, "You're so willing to meddle in other people's business, and even talk about me. Who is it?"

Fan Shuojing waved her hand and denied: "It's just a little girl. It's not nosy. If the loan sharks sit here with me, I don't care? What is the company like?"

Zhang Chu took her as an excuse.

Fan Shuojing emphasized: "Really. The main reason is that the person involved cannot be contacted. I really have no choice."

Just as we were talking, a police officer knocked on the door and came in, reporting to Zhang: "The suspect's cell phone kept ringing. It was a person named 'An' who made four calls. Later, this 'An' sent a text message asking for another one. 'Nest', saying that this 'nest' can't stay any longer."

The policeman asked nervously: "Is this 'nest' a transfer station? Or a place where something is hidden? Do you want to track it down?"

Fan Shuojing had an epiphany, and explained to Zhang Chu: "It's the little girl who owes money, her name is An Tong. I'll call her over, and if you have any questions, you can ask her face to face."

An Tong in the business circle felt his bones were chilled by the cold wind, so he couldn't help running back to KFC to keep warm.Lao Huang didn't answer her phone calls or text messages. She was in a bit of trouble and didn't know what to do.

After thinking about it, An Tong came up with the idea of ​​running away again.

Now that she has moved out of the dormitory, it has been so long, and none of Lao Huang's people have come to look for her.Does that mean they lost track?

If you don't go to Baichuanli that night, won't you be completely free?

An Tong was startled by this thought, his heart was beating wildly, his face was flushed, and his whole body became hot.

When she was about to figure out the escape route, the inferior mobile phone rang.

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The author has something to say: continue to send out red envelopes... Before the next update, all the comments in this chapter will be posted.

Recently, the schedule and status are unstable, and the update is relatively slow.I will try to adjust QAQ

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