I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 77: Father's gambling debts

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The task of descending to earth assigned by the heavenly court has been completed, and the purchasing agent for the seniors and sisters is also a perfect finish.

An Lin can be said to be relaxed now, having regained his freedom.

On a sunny day, he was wearing casual clothes and got on the bullet train to the mountain city.

The business of heaven is over.

Now, he also wants to say goodbye to mortal affairs.

Speaking of which, the reason why he was able to come into contact with a brand new world was all thanks to the 4.2 million gambling debts owed by his bastard father.

An Lin's father is An Mingchuan, who used to be the boss of a small construction company.

Before his mother died, his life was quite good, at least he had no worries about food and clothing.

However, a car accident took his mother's life.

As a result, his father became extremely depressed, and even developed a problem with gambling in order to reduce stress and release his emotions.

Gambling breeds greed, and his father was no exception.

Every time I hope to win more, this is actually just to pave the way for losing more.

The assets are gone, it’s okay, put the house on the bet, and try to earn the assets back.

Then, the house bet was gone.

What if the house is gone? You can’t sleep on the street, right

We must earn the house back!

In the end, the debt was 4.2 million...

There is no way to pay back the money, so I have to run away.

Before running away, An Mingchuan called An Lin: "Linzi, your dad lost money outside, dad should go to avoid the limelight, you should hide too!"

An Lin: "Dad, how much did you lose?"

An Mingchuan: "4.2 million!"

An Lin: "..."

"I went to Nima! Are you crazy!?"

Then, An Lin angrily hung up the phone.

If you want him to hide, what about Huaqing University's courses? Don't you have classes

The debtor is his father, why should he hide

An Lin chose to continue the class.

Then, he was arrested by debt collectors...

They don't tell you about a society ruled by law, and they drag you off to work as coolies without saying a word.

It's okay for An Mingchuan not to repay the debt, anyway, your son is working hard there.

If you don't repay the debt for one day, your son will suffer another day of inhuman torture!

Just like that, An Lin couldn't bear the torture and ran out.

Finally, on a rooftop, he met the man who completely changed his destiny.

An Lin walked on the ups and downs of the mountain city, recalling the past.

Obviously less than a year has passed, but in his opinion, it seems that a long, long time has passed.

The dusty past was slowly recalled, as if it had been a lifetime away.

Finally, he came to the door of a building.

Looking up, there is a plaque on it with the words Hongda Construction Investment Co., Ltd. written on it.

"Hey, it's here." An Lin sighed softly and walked in.

In the luxuriously decorated office, a man in his fifties was sitting on a chair, drinking tea and reading the company's quarterly report.

He is the boss of this company, named Zhang Hongtao.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Seeing that the call was from the front desk, Zhang Hongtao answered it.

"Mr. Zhang, a young man named An Lin wants to see you."

"Cough..."

Zhang Hongtao choked on the tea: "You mean An Lin? Quick! Let him come over!"

On the side of the tea table, there was a strong man, his eyes lit up when he heard the name An Lin: "This kid, An Lin, has been in the world for a few months, and he took the initiative to take the initiative?"

That strong man is Huang Feibiao, the leader who hunted down An Lin before.

Not long after, a young man knocked on the door and entered.

Zhang Hongtao and Huang Feibiao were slightly taken aback when they saw the visitor.

The person is indeed still the same as before, but the temperament is completely different from before.

Now he has a little more confidence and determination between his brows, and he is no longer weak like before.

"An Lin, I didn't expect you to come here again." Zhang Hongtao smiled when he saw the young man in front of him.

It can be said that An Lin left an extremely painful experience here, and he tried every means to escape at that time.

Zhang Hongtao was really surprised that he came here on his own initiative now.

"Actually, I'm here to pay back the money." An Lin took out a bank card and said to the man in front of him.

"Repay the money? What kind of money should you pay?" Mr. Zhang looked puzzled.

An Lin was also stunned when he heard this sentence.

Damn it, even if someone owes you millions, you can forget it!

"Return the 4.2 million." An Lin twitched the corner of his mouth and said through gritted teeth.

Damn!

He was also ready to act coercive and throw a bank card on the table.

However, what kind of play is the other party playing with that bewildered look on his face

At this time, Huang Feibiao couldn't help but said, "Have you not seen An Mingchuan yet?"

An Lin was puzzled: "What do you mean by that?"

Huang Feibiao: "An Mingchuan has paid off all the debts he owed."

Hearing this, An Lin's pupils shrank slightly, and he said in surprise, "How is this possible? It's only been less than a year, how could he get more than four million yuan?"

"We don't know about this, you should go and meet him!"

"He came to our company every now and then to ask me for someone. He insisted that we would not release the person after paying off the debt, and he did not keep his promise."

"But you really evaporated from the world, what can we do, he made your head big!"

Mr. Zhang said helplessly.

"Then do you know where he is? What is his contact information?" An Lin continued to ask.

His father had already changed his phone number in order to avoid gambling debts, and An Lin didn't know where he lived at this time.

Zhang Hongtao smiled and said, "We don't know his address, but we do have a cell phone number. You should call him quickly and tell him not to bother us all the time."

After An Lin got the mobile phone number, he was not in a hurry to make the call.

He walked out of the gate of Hongda Construction Investment Co., Ltd. and dialed another mobile phone number.

"Hey, Huang Shanshan, I want to ask you to do me a favor."

"Hmm... help me find information about An Mingchuan, my father."

"OK, thanks."

He hung up the phone, took a deep breath, and walked aimlessly on the road.

The sun is very hot, scorching the earth.

But he didn't care at all, all he thought about was his father's affairs.

To be honest, he never thought that his father would pay off the gambling debt.

This made his mood extremely complicated, the hatred unknowingly decreased, but a little more worry and joy.

Could it be that the bastard dad Xianyu turned over

Two hours later, Huang Shanshan called and brought very detailed information.

The reason why his father's more than 4 million gambling debts were paid off was because he borrowed money from some friends.

One of his best friends lent him nearly a million dollars.

Some other people also lent him piecemeal money, and only then did they get together more than four million yuan.

It's also thanks to his father's usual righteousness and helping many friends, otherwise he would not be able to raise so much money in a short time.

Now he works as the deputy project manager of a residential community project of Blue Ocean Construction Company.

During the day, he went to the construction site, and at night, he took on some private work related to design to make money to pay off his debts.

An Lin heard the information, quickly wrote down the address, and rushed over.

At dusk, the heat dissipated and the temperature began to drop a bit.

The construction site is far away from the urban area, and his father lives above the supporting prefab house on the construction site.

Although the board room of more than twenty square meters is full of various objects.

But he tidied it up in an orderly manner, not messy at all.

An Lin had already arrived at the door of the board room, but did not go in.

He watched the familiar figure silently through the window.

(end of this chapter)