Chapter 491 - 297: Born into Harmony, Destined for a House Full of Descendants
Chapter 491: Chapter 297: Born into Harmony, Destined for a House Full of Descendants
After the two of them left, Shen Ziquan sat cross-legged on the heated kang bed.
He found the half-bottle of baijiu left from yesterday and some pickled vegetables, eating them with the steamed buns he’d bought that morning.
He sighed as he ate, lamenting what a pathetic life he was living.
’If Lin Jiang hadn’t been here a moment ago, I definitely would’ve strong-armed Shen Qingqiu for money.’
The so-called agreement was irrelevant in his eyes. As long as he could get the money, nothing was more important.
But with Lin Jiang there, Shen Ziquan really didn’t dare.
’That man would actually get violent.’
CRASH!
Just then, the dilapidated wooden door was kicked open. Shen Ziquan whipped his head around to see two men walking in from outside, cigarettes dangling from their lips.
One of the men was thin, the other was short. Both had short hair, and judging by the way they were dressed, they were locals from the town.
"Old Shen, having a meal, I see."
"Just give me a few more days. I really don’t have any money right now."
"We’ve already given you goddamn extensions for days. How much longer are you planning to stall?"
The two men were named Liu Qianglong and Luo Jinsheng, and they ran a mahjong parlor in a village near Dongfeng Town.
Ostensibly, it was a mahjong parlor, but you could find all sorts of gambling inside.
Shen Ziquan had lost most of his money there.
"Just wait a little longer. If it really comes down to it, I’ll sell you this house."
"You’d be lucky to get ten thousand for this dump. Is that supposed to cover a debt of over one hundred thousand?"
"But I really don’t have any money right now."
Shen Ziquan adopted a shameless attitude, having hit rock bottom.
Compared to Liu Qianglong and Luo Jinsheng, he was more afraid of Lin Jiang and the three men working for him.
"I’ve been gambling at your parlor for years. Doesn’t that connection count for something? As soon as I get the money, I’ll pay you back immediately."
"Old Shen, I think you’re playing dumb with me."
"How am I playing dumb?" Shen Ziquan was baffled.
"When we were coming over, we saw a Mercedes parked out front. There was a pretty woman with it. That was your daughter, wasn’t it?"
"That was my daughter. What about it?"
"She’s driving a Mercedes, so she must be rich. Go ask your daughter for the money and pay us back."
"If I could get money from her, would I be stuck here eating steamed buns?" Shen Ziquan said.
"She’s already disowned me. I really can’t get anything from her."
Liu Qianglong and Luo Jinsheng exchanged a look, both of them now a little uncertain.
"A father-daughter relationship... you can’t just sever ties that easily, can you...?"
Shen Ziquan didn’t know if they could truly sever ties, but he knew that if he went to Zhonghai to shamelessly beg for money again, those men would definitely not let him off the hook.
"Brother Long, this isn’t the time to be talking about that. We need to make him pay us back. He’s the last one who hasn’t settled his account for the year."
Liu Qianglong looked at Shen Ziquan, then glanced at the food he was eating.
"Look at the state he’s in. You think he can pay us back?"
Luo Jinsheng glanced at Shen Ziquan as well. It was the dead of winter, yet he wasn’t even burning any coal for heat. He certainly didn’t look like he had any money.
"If we don’t get our money back soon, who knows if he’ll even make it through the winter. We have to think of another way. If he really freezes to death in here, we’ll take a huge loss with no way to recover it."
CLICK!
Liu Qianglong lit another cigarette. He didn’t speak, just smoked in silence for a while.
"We saw a man with your daughter. Is that her boyfriend?"
"I don’t know. Probably her boyfriend. They were already together when I went to Zhonghai to ask her for money."
"They’re not married yet, are they?"
"No, they’re not. She can’t get married without her household registration papers," Shen Ziquan said with certainty.
"How about this? I’ll give you a chance to pay off your debt," Liu Qianglong said.
"Sell me your daughter, and we’ll consider your debt cleared."
"Sell your daughter?!"
Shen Ziquan’s eyes widened, a trace of confusion showing in them.
"Do I need to repeat myself? I’ve taken a fancy to your daughter. Sell her to me, and we’ll call it even."
"You’re the one who said it. I sell her to you, and the debt between us is gone."
"Stop wasting my time."
Liu Qianglong looked at Luo Jinsheng and said,
"There’s a pen and a notebook in the car. Go get them and have him write out an agreement."
"I’m on it."
Luo Jinsheng quickly returned with the pen and notebook. Liu Qianglong wrote out a simple agreement. Shen Ziquan didn’t even bother to read it closely; once he confirmed that he no longer had to pay the debt, he signed his name.
"Old Shen, now that you’ve signed this, your daughter belongs to me. She has nothing to do with you anymore."
"Even better that way. Do whatever you want with her, as long as you don’t come asking me for money."
Shen Ziquan looked at Liu Qianglong and said,
"Can I have a cigarette?"
"You can have the whole pack."
Liu Qianglong tossed the pack of cigarettes and a lighter over to him.
Shen Ziquan lit a cigarette and took a deep drag, his face a mask of pure satisfaction.
"So where is she?" Liu Qianglong asked.
"I don’t know. Go check Sun the Third’s place. She’s got nowhere else to stay when she comes back, so that’s the only place she could be."
"Fine. We’re leaving."
After leaving, Liu Qianglong and Luo Jinsheng got back into their car.
"Brother Long, wasn’t that a bit hasty? That was a debt of over a hundred thousand."
"Didn’t you see how beautiful his daughter is? If I can get my hands on her, this is by no means a loss."
Liu Qianglong was incredibly excited. He buckled his seatbelt and rubbed his hands together eagerly, saying,
"Besides, you saw how she was dressed. You can tell she’s from the city, so she must have money too. Now that she belongs to me, this is a deal where I can’t possibly lose."
"The problem is, will she be willing?"
"Her own father agreed, what right does she have to refuse? If she dares to refuse, I’ll just come back here and demand the money from him. There’s no fucking way I’m taking a loss on this."