My Binocular Mutation: The Digitization Of Everything!

"Old Zhao, you have to talk to the big guy about this matter. We can help and will never refuse."

Marco asked unambiguously.

Ye Jun and Shen Kuan nodded in agreement and looked at Zhao Kuan.

Zhao Kuan watched the words and deeds of several people, and shook his head with a bitter smile: "This is too big, and I don't want to hurt my brother. I will go through the discharge procedures later and leave Shudu."

"Lao Zhao, if you don't clarify the problem today, you are not allowed to go anywhere."

Shen Kuan, who was silent on the side, stared at Zhao Ting's face, and said coldly.

"Leaving Shudu? I think you have other ideas, we can't see you do stupid things."

After Zhao Ting heard these words, he lowered his head and said nothing.

"Let's talk about it, Old Zhao. We should be able to help."

Ye Jun looked at Zhao Ting quietly, and said slowly.

"Well, I'll just talk about it."

Zhao Ting finally told the truth under everyone's gaze.

Lao Zhao's family opened a small factory. Although it was not large, it was still much better than the first class of office workers. After graduation, his father asked him to go back and help prepare to take over the factory.

As the only child in the family, he didn't want to be too far away from home, so he went back to his hometown.

But after I went back, I discovered that the operating conditions of this factory had fallen to the bottom, the equipment was old, and the business model had problems.

Lao Zhao's father sought a loan from the bank to make a comeback in order to keep the factory operating, but the bank's evaluation of the loaned money was just a drop in the bucket.

In the end, his father was introduced by someone and got acquainted with the loan shark and borrowed a considerable sum of money.

It is a pity that this factory still failed to save its declining trend and closed down.

Zhao Ting's nightmare began from then on. He borrowed foreign debts to raise money from the bank, as well as some usury.

However, the remaining money is not a small sum. At this time, his father chose to divorce his wife and took his wife out.

On a quiet night, the father and son were so drunk that they were drunk, Zhao Ting vented his suffocation towards his father through the use of alcohol, and said a lot of ugly things, but his father just smiled bitterly and didn't drink. In one word, let his son blame himself.

But the next day Zhao Ting woke up from Jiujin, only to see a note with crooked words: "Son, father is useless, sorry for you. You have to live well."

Also in the morgue, the body fell to pieces from a high altitude and was stitched up by stitches, but the corpse was no longer visible.

...

"I killed my dad. I shouldn't say those things. If I don't say those things, he won't get there. I am an unfilial son. What is the meaning of my life..."

At this point, Zhao Ting's tears burst out, and his body convulsed uncontrollably.

When several people heard this, their expressions were solemn, and no one thought that there would be such a big change.

Marco sat on the edge of the hospital bed, held Zhao Ting's hand, and said in a deep voice.

"Be strong, brother. Your dad certainly doesn't want you to be like this."

"Sorry, brother, think about what your mother will do if you do stupid things."

Tian Cang said with a hoarse voice.

...

After a period of time, after a few people's comfort, Zhao Ting's mood recovered a lot.

"What happened to those people who did it yesterday?"

Seeing that Zhao Ting's state was stable, Ye Jun asked, this is the main cause now.

Zhao Ting snorted and said with a wry smile: "Those people are debt collectors of loan sharks. My father went to find me. I can give them all I can give. This is a bottomless pit."

"How much do you miss them?"

Shen Kuan asked.

"The principal is still two million, but with the overdue interest, it is already 20 million."

Hearing the number of 20 million, a few people except Ye Jun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"20 million? This is not a damn loan shark, this is a looting."

Tian Cang blurted out and scolded.

"This... 2 million people can still make money for you, 20 million..."

Marco said this a little hesitantly.

"I still have some money in my hand. I'll get it to you later. Let's find a lawyer and go through the legal route."

Shen Kuan was an activist and proposed another solution.

"Legal way? It's useless, we tried it."

Zhao Ting looked at the reactions of several people, shook his head and said.

Ma Keji fell silent, this matter was no longer something they could solve.

Just when everyone was frowning, Ye Jun slowly said, "Maybe I have a way."

The eyes of several people stared at him all at once, with different expressions.

"Brother Ye, you..."

Ma Ke hesitated to speak. He saw Ye Jun's car and knew that he was indeed rich, but he was able to put out 20 million at once, I am afraid...

"Ye Shuai, you don't want to pay this money."

"Lao Ye, we know you can afford this money, but we shouldn't give it. This is blackmail."

Ye Jun smiled and shook his head, and asked Zhao Ting who was blank on the hospital bed: "Do you have the contact information of those people?"

Zhao Ting looked puzzled. Just now, he was confused by the words of a few people. Ye Jun could get the money, but he honestly replied: "They call me dozens of calls a day, of course they do. "

"Sure, you send me your contact information. It's better to be the bald one yesterday."

"Brother Ye, what are you doing? You only took care of the bald head yesterday. Do you want to fuck him again?"

Marco asked hesitantly.

"Lao Ye, goodbye. That bald head is the second-in-command in their company. Yesterday, that person was just a small trash fish. Don't take risks."

Zhao Ting said disapprovingly.

"It's okay, just give me your contact information. I'll solve it for you."

Ye Jun said calmly.

Zhao Ting couldn't, only sent the contact information to Ye Jun's mobile phone.

I dialed the phone directly, and after a while, a grumpy voice came: "Who the hell is calling early in the morning, right?"

The corner of Ye Jun's mouth evoked an imperceptible arc, and he casually spit out four words:

"Red Moon Hotel."

When the other party heard these four words, his voice immediately became docile and flattering.

"Brother, I was thinking about how to contact you yesterday. You contacted me today. Do you think this is a coincidence?"

"What do you want to do when you contact me?"

Ye Jun asked in a playful tone.

"This is not, this is not..."

The other side hesitated for a long time and was speechless.

"Now, come to the First People's Hospital of Shudu immediately."

Ye Jun said coldly.

"Come to the hospital? What are you doing? No, no, I'll come right away."

The other party immediately agreed upon the doubts.

"If you don't mind if others know who's in that person's belly, you can bring more people over."

Ye Jun's tone was filled with an unknown smile.

"No, no, brother, I'm the only one, I promise!"

When the bald head heard these words, he could hardly control the fear in his heart. How much does this person know?

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