Zhou Deshun is the owner of the "Zhou Ji Fruit Stall" in Yiwu Commodity Center. He was sprinkling water on the fruits in the store in the afternoon when he suddenly saw four boys walking quickly across from him.
Zhou Deshun thought it was business, and went up to him with a smile on his face: "What do you want, handsome guys?"
"I don't want fruit, I want money."
The leader, Chen Hansheng, replied with a smile.
Only then did Zhou Deshun realize that the people in front of him were coming with bad intentions. He calmly picked up the fruit knife, picked up the watermelon and cut it into two pieces with a "click", leaving the bright red juice to remain. On the ground, he then raised his head and asked, "What money do you want?"
Seeing Zhou Shunde's warning gesture with the knife, Yang Shichao and Guo Shaoqiang looked at each other, their eyelids twitching.
Chen Hansheng chuckled, and actually picked up the small ponytail at the door and sat next to Zhou Deshun, only 20 centimeters away from the shining fruit knife.
"My uncle is Feng Jihua from the stationery store opposite. I heard that you owe him 3,500 yuan and haven't paid it back?"
As Chen Hansheng said, he picked up the cut watermelon and opened it in front of him. Zhou Deshun started eating the noodles.
The neck exposed when he lowered his head was just hanging under the sharp watermelon knife.
Zhou Deshun was stunned for a moment after hearing this, thinking when did Feng Jihua have such a grand nephew, and then he became furious. In just half a year, 2,500 yuan actually turned into 3,500 yuan. This dog It's even more cruel than a loan shark.
In fact, not only Zhou Deshun, but also Yang Shichao and three other people were confused when they heard "2500" changed to "3500". However, they thought Chen Hansheng deliberately charged 1,000 yuan more in handling fees, so they didn't say anything.
Compared with Feng Jihua, Chen Hansheng is actually more willing to deal with Zhou Deshun, because whether Feng Jihua is willing to sponsor or not depends entirely on him. Chen Hansheng really can't force it, but Zhou Deshun has too many loopholes, and Chen Hansheng can easily You can find the entry point.
"Young man, let me tell you, I don't owe your uncle 3,500 yuan."
Zhou Deshun said seriously.
After Chen Hansheng finished eating the watermelon, he casually lifted up his clothes and wiped his mouth, and said with a smile: "I don't care about that, my uncle said so, I am only responsible for asking for money."
That's it. While Zhou Deshun was looking at the four people uncertainly, students from the School of Finance who were watching the excitement gradually gathered around the door of the fruit shop.
"Who are they?" Zhou Deshun asked.
These people all have a very clear college temperament, and Chen Hansheng did not hide it: "These are my college classmates. If you don't give me back 3,500 yuan, I will let them move the fruit. Keep moving." Up to 3,500 yuan."
"How dare you!"
Zhou Deshun banged the fruit knife, and then cursed loudly: "Fuck Feng Jihua, 2500. The debt of RMB 3,500 was deliberately stated as 3,500, and a group of college students were invited to harass me while doing business, so I could wait for him!”
After saying that, Zhou Deshun walked to the small warehouse at the back!Inside, there was a sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, Zhou Deshun took out a crumpled IOU and slapped it on Chen Hansheng's face: "Look carefully, I only borrowed 2,500 yuan. Your wicked uncle is lying to you." Ah!"
Chen Hansheng took out the IOU, and it clearly stated "Due to personal financial constraints, Zhou Deshun borrowed 2,500 yuan from Feng Jihua and agreed to return it within one month..."
Zhou Deshun waited for Chen Hansheng to finish reading, then said: "Did you see clearly?"
"Yes."
Chen Hansheng nodded.
"Return the IOU to me."
Zhou Deshun stretched out his hand and said.
Chen Hansheng smiled, folded the IOU and put it in his pocket: "I misheard just now. My uncle actually said it was 2,500 yuan. Now that the witnesses and physical evidence are all there, please pay back the money, Zhou." Boss."
Zhou Deshun was stunned for a while, and finally realized that this person was lying about his IOU.
"If you dare to deceive me, I wish Feng Jihua and your uncle and nephew will kill the whole family!"
"Whatever, I don't know Boss Feng very well anyway."
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In the stationery store, looking at the 25 100-yuan notes in front of him, Feng Jihua smiled like a flower.
"I didn't expect it. I gave up on this money. I didn't expect you to get it back,"
Feng Jihua said while reaching out to collect the money.
"Bang."
Chen Hansheng directly suppressed it with a lighter.
"Classmate, what do you mean?"
Feng Jihua raised his head and asked.
"It doesn't mean anything. I just want to remind Boss Feng that this is my money."
Chen Hansheng smiled.
"This is too much. You can take 500 yuan as bonus, but it is unreasonable to accept it all."
Feng Jihua said with a calm face.
The two people who were still cooperating just now fell apart over money in an instant, but Chen Hansheng was obviously even more unreasonable, and he had no intention of being reasonable.
Zhu Chenglong also sneered beside him: "Boss Feng, have you forgotten what you just said? Whoever gets the debt back will get the money."
" This..."
Feng Jihua paused and thought, who knew these brats could really come back? He pushed up his glasses and said with a smile, "I'm just talking."< /p>
"It's up to you, but I take it seriously."
Chen Hansheng put 2,500 yuan into his pocket while holding a cigarette. Feng Jihua swallowed, but there was nothing he could do.
When the money was in Feng Jihua's hands, Chen Hansheng really had nothing to do, but once it was released and Chen Hansheng got it, Feng Jihua couldn't get it back.
"Wait a minute, Minister Zhou, you seemed to have secured a sponsorship of 500 yuan just now."
p>At this time, Zuo Xiaoli and Zhou Xiao were planning to leave quietly. Who would have thought that Chen Hansheng was cunning and vicious. Not only did he defraud Zhou Deshun of the IOU, but he also blackmailed the money directly in front of Feng Jihua. .
Now Zhou Xiao just wants to be a little transparent, but Chen Hansheng won't let him go at all.
"Let's do this. I will use 501 yuan as a sponsorship for the freshman party, which is a little bit ahead of Minister Zhou."
Chen Hansheng took out 500 yuan in banknotes, and then talked to Li Zhennan borrowed a coin and handed it to Qi Wei.
Qi Wei was stunned, not knowing whether to accept or reject.
"Why, don't you like it?"
Chen Hansheng asked with a smile.
Qi Wei gritted her teeth, pretended not to see the gloomy eyes of Vice Chairman Zuo Xiaoli, and accepted the 501 yuan directly.
"Okay!"
Master Guo shouted loudly, and the freshmen around him began to cheer. They didn't know the reason, but they always felt that this should be a victory, and Still personally involved.
Yang Shichao thought it was not chaotic enough, so he shouted at the backs of Zuo Xiaoli and Zhou Xiao: "We agreed to let the deputy minister out, why are we so timid now?"
"Forget it, he won't let it out."
Chen Hansheng said indifferently.
Although Zhou Xiao swore in front of so many people, as long as he was thick-skinned enough and Zuo Xiaoli supported him, he could still be the deputy minister.
"Drinking tonight, I'll treat you!"
Chen Hansheng called all the students in the class who came to the commodity center to support the scene. In the afternoon, Chen Hansheng showed them another face. This one Far more complex than students.
Fortunately, he is our monitor. < /p>
Chen Hansheng was drinking at the time, and without thinking deeply, he replied: "Unless he fell to the ground and couldn't pick it up, the intensity of this matter in the afternoon was not enough."
Zhu Chenglong said "Oh" and continued drinking without saying anything.
After going back in the evening, Chen Hansheng was playing cards with someone when Guo Shaoqiang suddenly ran in in a panic and said, "Oh no, Zhu Chenglong is such a bastard and beat up Zhou Xiao."
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