Urban Debt Collector

After arranging a place for Hongling to practice, Lu Tian sat on the bed alone and played with his mobile phone. He wanted to come back by himself tonight. Luo Zhigang should come to find him. After all, there are tens of millions on him.

But waiting until 12 o'clock the other party did not come, which made Lu Tian a little surprised, but he was also secretly happy in his heart, tens of millions in the bank, but every day will increase a lot of interest.

The ghost didn't say when to donate the money to the Chenghuang Temple. Lu Tian still wanted to use it to buy some stocks. Maybe he could make a small profit, but in the end he suppressed the temptation to make money.

High-profit investment also represents high risk. Once tens of millions of dollars are lost, it is a very large number, and Lu Tian can't afford to lose.

In his spare time, Lu Tian checked the information of debt collection companies on his mobile phone, but there are few such companies on the Internet because it is illegal.

However, a South Korean video caught his attention. Although it was only a few minutes, it gave him a new understanding of ordinary people's debt collection.

Most of the objects of debt collection are poor people who have previously borrowed usury and cannot repay them. The high interest makes them poorer.

Debt collectors are young people who have no emotion at all. In their eyes, they only have money and no conscience.

In order to collect debts, abruptly cut off the palm of the main labor force of a poor family, and forced others to use his wife and children as mortgage.

What's more, because of their inability to repay their debts and fear of being oppressed by debt collectors, a family of four hanged themselves.

Lu Tian used to think that these were illusions taken on TV, but after going to the company for a day, he felt that all of this was really possible.

In order to obtain high commissions, debt collectors did not hesitate to use some bloody methods to force them to pay back the money.

In their eyes, you are homeless and Wife Ion San has nothing to do with me. As long as I get the money, everything is easy to talk about.

The video of just a few minutes made Lu Tian feel very heavy. He used to feel that this was a very sacred profession, but now, he seems to be a prostitute and an executioner.

It is no wonder that there are very few debt collectors, and many Xuanmen Taoists are unwilling to enter this profession, because debt collectors are not only a name, but also a synonym for evil.

"Hey...it's so annoying, how can a handsome guy like me do something that goes against his conscience!"

Putting down the phone, Lu Tian leaned his head on the back of the bed and looked at the ceiling, lost in thought.

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, awakening Lu Tian from his thoughts.

The mobile phone showed an unfamiliar phone number. During this time period, some people who bought fund stocks would not make calls, so Lu Tian did not hesitate to turn on the hands-free answer.

"Hey, is it Lu Tian? We've seen it before. I'm Lao Fang, the owner of the paper tie shop. Are you free now?"

A man's voice came from the phone, causing Lu Tian to sit up straight.

The other party has nothing to do without going to the Three Treasures Palace, and the call at this time must be asking for something.

"Are you free, what's the matter?" Lu Tian asked, picking up his mobile phone.

"In this way, I'm going to deliver something to the crematorium tonight. I can't be too busy alone. Can you accompany me on a trip?"

Lao Fang's breathing seemed a bit rapid, as if he had just done physical work.

Sending things to the crematorium in the middle of the night, most people really can't do this job, and when there is nothing to do, Lu Tian immediately agreed.

"It's okay to go, but I didn't go for nothing. Two hundred yuan. I will go out if I go, and I will go to sleep if I don't go."

As usual, Lu Tian would help out for fifty yuan, but now it is different. He has tens of millions on his body, so why bother with the wind and rain for the dozens of dollars!

After hearing Lu Tian's words, the old man on the phone pondered a little, and then whispered: "Lu Tian, ​​is two hundred yuan too much? You just hold hands with me. The car is mine, and the oil is mine. , You still have two hundred yuan, is it too dark?"

To tell the truth, two hundred yuan is really a bit too much. It is estimated that the owner of the paper tie shop will not make two hundred yuan for a truck.

However, Lu Tian didn't just talk about it, asking for prices, because he had known an unwritten rule that he would have to pay an extra 1,000 yuan to go to the crematorium to deliver goods to the crematorium at night.

Especially at this point, many paper-making shops are closed. Even if you have money, you can't buy anything, so even if the price is high, someone will ask for it.

"Boss, celebrities don't talk secretly. You charge one thousand yuan, I have two hundred. Do you think it is high? If you have money, everyone can make it together. You can't be too dark." Lu Tian said with a smile.

There are many employees in the paper tie shop, and those people are definitely not willing to go, so I found myself in the middle of the night.

The owner of the paper tie shop is also a human, and he also has something to fear, so he came to find himself.

"Hey, your kid is well-informed. Okay, two hundred is two hundred. You'll rush to me right away."

The old party's triumphant laugh came from the other end of the phone, but Lu Tian hung up the phone and put on his coat.

Although two hundred yuan is not much, Lu Tianzhi is not here. He wants to go to the crematorium to see if Luo Zhigang is there.

At this time, it was almost a bit, and there were not many people on the street, so it took Lu Tian only ten minutes to arrive at the door of the Zhizha shop.

An electric tricycle is piled with paper supplies, and the boss is fixing it next to it.

When the other party saw Lu Tian coming, he immediately greeted him: "Lu Tian, ​​come and help. You will leave soon."

"Boss, this is a big customer. Only five cars are sold. Is this going to open a 4S shop?"

Lu Tian said with a smile while stepping forward to help.

"You kid don't be glib, what's this called? This is style, you can change the car when there are more cars, you kid don't understand."

Lao Fang said with a smug smile, showing that he was spending a lot of tongue on this customer.

At this time, Lu Tian wanted to reply to the other party. Then the cars in your paper-making shop are piled up like a mountain, and you can't drive them if you change one in an hour.

This sentence meant to curse the other party's early death, so Lu Tian didn't say it, afraid of being beaten.

The bundle of paper supplies is a very small hemp rope, because these things are fancy, let alone a little force, even if you walk on the speed bump, you will fall apart if you give it a slight shock.

There is a saying in the folks called coaxing ghosts, coaxing ghosts, and that's probably what they are talking about.

The two of you pulled me and fastened these paper supplies quickly, and then Lu Tian placed his little donkey in front of the boss's shop, and then sat in the co-pilot, and the two rushed to the crematorium.

"Boy, do you have a girlfriend?"

Walking down the street, Lao Fang asked with a smile.

"No, a poor boy who looks at me is like you, the big boss, two stores, once demolished, they are nouveau riche."

Lu Tian joked with a smile.

"It's also a nouveau riche. If I choose it myself, I would rather not demolish it for the rest of my life, so that my ancestors can do a small business for generations. As long as they don't encounter natural and man-made disasters, it's okay to eat and wear.

But once demolished, it will be divided into two sets of units, and two million will be obtained. This will have to sit and eat, and even Jinshan Yinshan will be defeated sooner or later. "

The boss shook his head, rather helplessly.

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