"Wait a minute!" Juan's hands shook, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand. He felt like he couldn't breathe. His body began to tremble. This sentence almost exhausted all his strength. He spent 3.8 million, including 2.3 million borrowed money to buy wine. A series of property rights of the workshop were placed on the table and spread out one by one.
There were already some dark shadows flying around in front of his eyes. He raised his arms in an inelegant manner and rubbed his eyes with his arms. His trembling lips slowly opened and he took a deep breath before asking: "Why... no wine?" Cards? I remember I gave you the liquor license!" He lowered his head slightly, like the sinister moment before those predators locked onto their prey and were about to pounce on them. "Did you take it less, or did you take something wrong? ?”
He had a vague feeling that he might have been tricked by Du Lin again, and this time he really couldn't get up after falling.
He prayed to God, prayed to the goddess of fate, and prayed that they would not abandon him. He slammed his hands on the table and roared manically, "Where are the things? Where is my liquor license? Why is there not one here?!"
Yes, not having a liquor license means that he cannot make wine even if he buys back the workshop. The Ilian region also has a contraband investigation bureau. Although this department is very powerful in other states, in the functional agency of Ilian There were only two people. But even if there are only two people, they are also detectives. They have the power and obligation to seal down all workshops that illegally brew illegal liquor. They have the right to arrest the relevant responsible persons and put them on trial.
Can a workshop be worth 3.8 million
Is this not a joke? Everyone knows that the reason why a brewery can sell for this price is the liquor license. The workshop is not valuable. To put it bluntly, it is just some buildings and some equipment. The liquor license is the most important thing, but the problem is that there is none here!
James took a step back. He raised his hands with a wry smile to show that he meant no harm, and at the same time he wanted to appease Juan, "Juan, listen to me..."
"I won't listen!" He violently overturned the table and threw himself at James, but how could the bank security guards who were already prepared let Juan meet their immediate boss? He immediately pushed Juan to the ground and cut his arms behind his back.
Juan's face was red, his cheeks were touching the ground, and the veins on his forehead were getting more and more purple due to excitement. He stared at James fiercely with eyes full of wildness like an animal, roaring and yelling crazily. There was a layer of white saliva hanging from the corners of his mouth, and he struggled hard.
James straightened his clothes, sighed, and his expression became a little colder, "Juan, don't be excited, you heard me say that. In fact, Dulin bought you from me at the market price some time ago. All liquor licenses and liquor sales licenses, you may think this is a favoritism on my part, but according to bank regulations, when you are unable to repay the loan, we have the right to preemptively dispose of the collateral to make up for it. loss."
"And Mr. Dulin has a higher internal level than you. Even the headquarters will not reject his request. I am just a branch president. I can't break the bank's regulations. You have to understand me!"
Juan roared a few more times, gasped and struggled, and asked intermittently, "Why, why didn't you inform me? Do you know what you have done?"
James frowned slightly. To be honest, he suddenly disliked Juan now, and his tone was not so tactful. "When you planned to mortgage all your property to borrow money from me, I warned you that you would have to Be careful that there may be some risks that you can't predict. But what did you think, what did you say, and how did you do it? I didn't feel sorry for anyone, not even in this matter."
"Let me put it bluntly, even if the liquor license is included, do you really think Mr. Dulin can't come up with more money? Juan, I respect everything you have done, and I also respect your dedication to your career. , but you have to understand, this is not what you want to do with me here!"
James sighed again and glanced at the security guard, "Throw him...please get out, I don't want to see this person again!" He pointed to the documents on the ground, "Take these things out together, that's him s things."
Juan was held up by two tall and thick security guards and thrown out of the side door of the bank like a little chicken, along with a pile of waste paper he bought for 3.8 million. is not that right? That was a pile of waste paper, but for this pile of waste paper, he not only spent his last more than one million, but also owed 2.3 million. He was finished. Even before this auction, he didn't feel that he was really finished, but now he knew that he was really finished!
He had nothing left, all the things and people had left him. Not only that, he also owed 2.3 million. He glanced at the pile of waste paper on the ground numbly, and got up from the ground with a sad smile, his head He walked towards the street without looking back. The moment he walked out of the alley, he squinted his eyes slightly. The strong sunlight made him uncomfortable with the light at this time. When his eyes adapted to the intensity of the light, they immediately became tearful.
He saw Dulin laughing and chatting with Alexander's two other "friends" who had lent him money. He immediately confirmed his previous idea that Dulin had prepared all this.
He felt a little regretful at this time. If he really sold the theater chain to Du Lin, did it mean that he had reconciled with Du Lin? Does it mean that he still has a chance to leave here and spend the rest of his life quietly somewhere else.
But there were not so many whys and not so many what-ifs. He dusted himself off and walked towards Du Lin, and Du Lin also saw him.
Dulin said goodbye to Alexander and the others and let them leave first. Then he stood by the car and looked at Juan with a smile until Juan walked in front of him.
The little old man has lost his former charm. Now he is as down and out as a homeless man on the street, so... pitiful.
This time Juan didn't ask any meaningless questions like why. Perhaps only at this time did his brain work best. He raised his head expressionlessly and looked at Du Lin, who was younger and taller than him, "Do you really want me to die?"
Du Lin took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and put the cigarette and lighter into Juan's hand. He pursed his lips and thought seriously, "Actually, my purpose at the beginning was to cooperate with you. I'm not a selfish person, and I don't object to everyone making money, but when you start to peek at my things, it is destined that there will always be an end between us. Either you will bankrupt me, or I will kill you. , there is only one ending!”
"Fortunately, I won this game, Juan. I'm willing to admit defeat!"
As Du Lin thought of something, he took out three IOUs from his pocket, "Look, they have transferred these debts to me. From now on, I will be your creditor, two million and three hundred thousand, tsk tsk...", Du Lin shook the IOUs and put them back in his pocket, "I'll give you a chance, Juan, beg me, kneel down and beg me. The two million and three million will be written off in one go. This is the last chance." !”
Du Lin pointed to the ground at his feet. At this time, they were outside the gate of the bank. Du Lin's luxury car was parked next to it. Many people always cast their eyes here without knowing it.
Those burning eyes were focused on Juan's face, making him feel an indescribable anger and fear. His body was trembling, trembling with Du Lin's anger, and trembling when making a decision.
He hated his own powerlessness, but he also knew that by kneeling down, he would lose even his last bit of dignity to this bastard. He laughed suddenly, a very sudden sound, and then burst out laughing, laughing hard. He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case Dulin gave him and lit it for himself. He laughed and coughed while shaking his head, "No, Dulin, I haven't lost yet. There is one more thing that belongs to me. You will always be there." Don’t even think about taking it away. I am bankrupt and all I have lost is my wealth, but my dignity and my life will never belong to you!”
"You never want to see me kneel down and beg you in this life. That day will never happen!"
Du Lin also laughed, "Then should I congratulate you, at this moment you have found your most precious thing? Okay, it's time for me to go back. Suddenly losing 2.3 million is really serious It's a bit nerve-wracking." Dufo opened the door and let Du Lin sit in. After closing the door, Du Lin approached the car window and rolled down the glass. "By the way, I'll find a place to hide at night. I heard they send homeless people to District 7, that’s terrible!”
The car started slowly, then blended into the desolate street, and gradually disappeared around the corner in the distance.
Juan's smile gradually showed sadness. He now felt that the only thing he could do wrong was to drive away the children, at least they would not need to bear all this.
He walked back to the alley, glanced at the retracted ladder, found a branch to hook the telescopic ladder down, and then climbed up the ladder.
Juan, who had never stood at high places, was now standing on the roof of the bank. He was smoking. The wind was strong and it was very cold, so cold that it penetrated into his bones. One cigarette after another, I don’t know how long I have been using it, but the cigarette box is already empty. It was already noon, but he couldn't feel a trace of warmth. He tightened his tight clothes. He poked his head out and glanced at the street below. He muttered to himself, "It's a bit high." Then he turned towards Walk inside.
After a while, there was a muffled sound, and the screams of women and exclamations came from the street, and some people shouted to call the police.
In the crowd, a man's twisted body stayed on the cold ground. His body twitched twice and then stopped responding. Blood quickly overflowed from his mouth and nose...
he died.
Die this winter.
(End of chapter)