First Divorce Forced To Become a Full-time Artist

  Chapter 76 Three Million Falling From The Sky (Second)

  Only five days have passed since the second loan was repaid.

  Fang Guokun sat in front of Li Dazhu’s ward with a gloomy expression: "Dazhu, the last five days are left."

  Li Dazhu tried to take a deep breath, but the emotions in his heart were still difficult to calm. He reached out and took out a pack of cigarettes from the bedside cabinet of the ward, and drew a stick in his mouth.

As soon as    put it in his mouth, Fang Guokun snatched it and threw it to the trash can: "Xiao An said let me supervise you, and you are not allowed to smoke anymore!"

   "Moreover, smoking can't solve any substantive problems, your body is like this."

  Li Dazhu continued to take a deep breath, his black eyes were intertwined with indescribable emotions.

  So both of them were silent. After a long pause, Li Dazhu asked, "Can I still get money from the bank?"

   "No, no assets are mortgaged." Fang Guokun shook his head.

   "What if not?"

   "Now we are the key risk control targets. As long as half a day is overdue, we will immediately begin to withdraw all the collateral."

  Probably because of excessive hesitation, Li Dazhu's entire mouth twitched: "The two composers and two second-tier singers that were dug up really hurt us!"

Fang Guokun’s expression was also a little ugly: "After all, we started in the publishing industry, and we have not explored the water of the composition industry. In fact, when it was not profitable, the composition company should be closed directly, but Dazhu, you have to take a gamble. I spent a lot of money to dig out composers and singers."

  Li Dazhu's face has a guilty look: "I am the one who is dragging you down, Lao Fang."

  For small composing companies, it takes great care to dig out famous composers and singers.

  I really blame him Li Dazhu.

  I originally made a single version of the company, earning millions of dollars every year, and I have a few days to go home to see my son every month. This is a relatively happy life.

But later, watching his daughter-in-law Su Yuqi became a singer and actress, her status was getting higher and higher. Li Dazhu felt that if this continued, her daughter-in-law would not look down upon this family, so he, the father, opened a new composition company, trying to Give Ang Lee the best logistical support.

  But unfortunately, he failed, and it was miserable.

  Li Dazhu wanted to smoke but couldn't smoke, so he clenched his fist and hammered his Tianmen cover fiercely, as if he could think of a solution.

   "Or... I'll tell Xiao An, let's mortgage the apartment in Hezhou." Li Dazhu said the most difficult way.

   Without thinking about his words, Fang Guokun’s expression suddenly pulled down: “Where did Xiao’an live? Your dad’s hard work is not for him. Now that you buy a house for him, you still have to go out. What’s that!”

   "Let’s get out of the house in my hometown! Although it is a facade house in my home town, there are four facades, and it shouldn’t be a problem to pay 2 million. It’s enough for a loan in five days."

  Li Dazhu was also anxious: "No, that's your old house!"

   “It’s okay. There is only one girl at my age, and the girl is married. It’s useless to stay in that house now.”

As if afraid that Li Dazhu would refuse or say more, Fang Guokun sighed softly: "Dazhu, we two almost died when we were soldiers at the border. I have no brothers and no relatives, so you are my relatives. , Your son is my son."

   "I know why you have to be a composition company, and I understand you."

"But this time you have to listen to me. I paid my old house out. As soon as the loan was repaid this time, the composition company immediately filed for bankruptcy and we continue to make a version of the old business! After getting back to work, if you have the ability Just redeem the facade room. If you can't redeem it, let's not let Xiao An go bad."

  Listening to the words of his comrade-in-arms Lao Fang, who was three years older than him, Li Dazhu’s eyes suddenly moistened.

  Comradeship, life and death!

   "I'll go back to my hometown and contact the bank now to get my old house out!" Fang Guokun said as he took out his mobile phone to book a ticket.

  At this moment, Li Dazhu’s mobile phone on the bedside suddenly vibrated.

  A text message came, and Li Dazhu instinctively looked at the phone.

  "[The People's Bank of China] Your account with the end number 9996 will complete the transaction at 16:04 on January 18, the amount: 3,000,000 Chinese currency, and the current balance of 3,012,390 Chinese currency."

  The moment he saw this text message, Li Dazhu was blindfolded.

   "Lao Fang, Lao Fang!" Li Dazhu called Fang Guokun's name, his voice trembling.

   "What's wrong with Dazhu, so excited."

Then, Li Dazhu handed the phone to Fang Guokun to see. When Fang Guokun saw the accounted text message, his mouth was slightly opened, but soon there was a bit of precaution flashed in his eyes: "This won't be a liar. Okay, be careful."

   "It's possible...but it was indeed the number of the People's Bank of China that sent me a text message." Li Dazhu was a little strange, and then he dialed the number.

  With the sound of Dididi, Li Dazhu then turned to manual service.

  "Hello, job number 69123 is at your service. What can I do to help you."

  "I just made 3 million into the bank card with the end number 9996. Have I met a liar?"

  "Wait a minute...it's this sir. You did credit 3 million in your account five minutes ago, and you haven't encountered any scammers."

  Li Dazhu and Fang Guokun looked at each other, too shocked to speak.

   "Sir? Are you listening, sir?"

   "I'm listening, can you help me find out who transferred the money to me!?"

   "Excuse me, sir, I can't find it temporarily, this can't help you."

  After hanging up, Li Dazhu and Fang Guokun look at me and you.

  The vicissitudes of the eyes of the two people are already tearful at some point!

   "Who transferred three million to us, this is three million!" Li Dazhu's excited voice trembled: "Is it Lao Zhao?"

  Fang Guokun shook his head: "That guy will only be the icing on the cake and will not give away charcoal in the snow."

   "Is it an old cow?"

   "Old Zhou?"

  Li Dazhu asked four or five names in one breath, but Fang Guokun shook his head all.

  Although there was a huge amount of three million yuan in the bank card, the two of them felt heavier after their joy.

After the two were excited for four or five minutes, Fang Guokun said, "Dazhu, don't move this money. I am afraid of fraud if the source is unknown. There are five days left before the repayment. If there is nothing wrong with it in three days, we will use it to repay the money. "

   "Hmm! I think so too."

  As they were chatting, the phone rang again.

   was called by the general manager of the publishing company: "Chairman, chairman, big thing, great thing!"

   "What's the great thing?"

   "An Zhi Ruo Su! An Zhi Ruo Su has submitted a manuscript to our publishing house! It is safe!"

"what!??"

   "Chairman, I will go to you now, I will go to you now."

  (End of this chapter)