Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Six: Arson

"Damn, come again."

In a small gambling hall full of all kinds of tobacco and alcohol smells, a man in a white shirt dropped his cards, with red eyes, like a crazy gambler.

"Yan Wenbin, long time no see."

"Your mother never taught you not to pat others on the shoulders when they are playing cards..."

The red-eyed Yan Wenbin turned his head angrily. When he saw the person coming, he looked like a drake caught by his neck, and all the voices disappeared instantly.

"What did my mother teach me?" The burly man with the huge gold chain patted Yan Wenbin's shoulder with a sneer.

"No."

"Why didn't my mother teach me? My mother said, be reasonable and lawful, and teach me to repay my debts." The burly man put his arms around Yan Wenbin's shoulders, left the small casino, and walked to the side alley Li: "The money you borrowed is due, plus the interest of 150,000 yuan. When will you pay it back?"

"Brother Jin, can you give me a few days, I'm not feeling very lucky recently."

"Do you care about your luck? My mother told me that everyone is a civilized person. You need to be reasonable and disciplined. It is only natural to pay your debts. If you want to be uncivilized, I don't mind following the uncivilized. "The burly man who took the lead waved his hand, and a few people behind him instantly surrounded Yan Wenbin.

"Brother Jin, this is all the money I have now." Yan Wenbin hurriedly took out his pocket and handed a mess of banknotes to the burly man next to him.

"When I'm a fool? No matter how many you count, it's not enough for 3,000 yuan. You owe me 150,000 yuan. Do you understand?"

"I really don't have any money. I wanted to win money and pay you back today, but I'm not in a good mood today." Yan Wenbin looked at the burly men around him with panic in his expression.

"Then can I understand that you haven't paid the money today? Since you are unreasonable and undisciplined, let's talk about fists." The burly man sneered.

"Brother Jin, I really have no money."

"No money? Brother teach you a trick. How do you say it's a small supervisor of the army ant company's factory, just mention a sum of money, not millions, but hundreds of thousands."

"Brother Jin, the factory's accounts cannot be moved. Artificial intelligence monitors them 24 hours a day. Every transaction is recorded. Whoever moves will be unlucky."

"I don't care whether you have artificial intelligence or artificial mental retardation. If you don't pay back the money, you are unreasonable. If you are unreasonable, then talk about fists." Brother Jin took out a cigarette, lit it, and waved his hand: "Tell him about fists, don't hit him. Don't break his face, don't break his hands and feet, I still have to keep his hands and feet to pay back the money, just keep him awake."

"Brother Jin...ah..."

Before Yan Wenbin could finish speaking, he was heavily lifted on his stomach. Two minutes later, the screams and the sound of punching and kicking stopped.

"Give you another week, and then we will continue to reason. If you let me talk about fists again, remember, next time you will not be as lucky as this time. If you break your hands and feet, or some of your organs, it will be worth it. You can run away, don't forget that you still have family members, if you are caught by me, hehe...you know the consequences." The burly man patted Yan Wenbin's face and smiled coldly.

Yan Wenbin, who was curled up, shivered, his body went cold, and he forgot the pain in his body.

"The three thousand yuan is the cost of my reasoning today, let's go." The burly man who took the lead got up and left the alley.

"Brother Jin, if he can't change money in a week, we really..."

"It's just to scare him. I've said it many times. In our business, we must be reasonable and lawful. We don't do anything that violates the law. The fist is to let him know what life is." Brother Jin threw the Cigarette Butt, glanced at the alley next to him: "Let's go."

The group walked away, a man and a woman came out of the alley, saw Yan Wenbin coming out of the alley, and followed them up.

"Yan Wenbin."

"Brother Jin,

I must pay it back within a week. "Yan Wenbin heard the voice, his feet softened, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Yan Wenbin, I'm not here to ask you for a debt."

"Why don't you want to scare Laozi?" Yan Wenbin was angry when he saw a man and a woman wearing masks. He had nowhere to go just now, but now he seems to have found a target to vent.

"Give you money."

The young man wearing a mask opened the zipper of the schoolbag in his hand and threw it in front of Yan Wenbin.

Stacks of red bills fell out of the schoolbag, causing Yan Wenbin's eyes to widen, and a look of greed flashed in his expression. Then, Yan Wenbin calmed down, there was no pie in the sky: "What do you want from me? ?"

"It seems quite smart, no wonder he can be a small business manager of the factory." The young man smiled lightly, looked around and said, "There is a million here, you only need to help us do one thing, we will do it again. Three million for you."

"Four million?" Yan Wenbin had longing in his eyes.

"Think about it, with your current salary, four million, how many years will it take, and you only need to do one thing for us." The youth said.

"What's the matter?" Yan Wenbin asked with a twinkle in his eyes.

There was a slight smile in the young man's eyes: "Set a fire."

"Are you going to deal with the Army Ant Company?" Yan Wenbin suddenly realized that he is a gambler, but he is not a fool. He must have come to the Army Ant Company to set fire to him.

"It's very smart. I like to cooperate with smart people." The young man said: "In addition to this vote, there will definitely be opportunities to cooperate in the future. Do you want to do it?"

"But there is artificial intelligence monitoring in the factory. If I set fire to it, I will definitely be caught by the camera."

"Who told you it was in the factory? It was a fire in the staff dormitory."

Listening to the flat voice, Yan Wenbin's body froze, and he began to fear uncontrollably. Set fire in staff dormitory? It's about wanting people's lives.

"Why? Don't dare? How dare you make a lot of money? The Army Ant Company has made so much money, but it doesn't give you much? It's really pitiful." The young man said mockingly. Then he squatted down and slowly put the money on the ground back into his schoolbag.

Seeing that the money was taken back from the book, Yan Wenbin swallowed his saliva and his eyes were uncertain.

"Since you don't want to cooperate, then I'll find someone else." The young man picked up the book and turned to leave.

"Wait, set a fire, really four million?"

Yan Wenbin gritted his teeth and hurriedly stopped the young man.

"Want to cooperate?" The young man stopped: "Four million is not less than a cent."

"I want to get the money first, cash." Yan Wenbin said.

"Yo, you're very smart, then why should I trust you? Will you do things with the money?" The young man sarcastically said, "Have you ever seen the boss pay the employee's salary first, and then let him do things?"

"Then if you don't give me the remaining three million, I can't find you." Yan Wenbin said.

"Don't trust each other, there's no way to continue, goodbye."

"Wait." Yan Wenbin looked at the back of the young man leaving, and stopped him through gritted teeth. Anyway, if he didn't pay Brother Jin's money in a week, he would die, so he might as well take a gamble: "I'll do it, I hope you will take care of the rest. Give me the money."

"The right choice, wait for my news, start now, until you start, my people will pay attention to you secretly, it is best not to make any trouble, otherwise the consequences will be serious, more serious than you think, we know your daughter In Binhai No. 3 Primary School. If you do this ticket well, if you have the opportunity in the future, I will let you do it again, and it will cost a lot of money."

The young man threw the schoolbag in his hand to Yan Wenbin and turned to leave.

Looking at the young man's back, Yan Wenbin felt that he had entered a big pit, and was a little panicked, but when he saw the red bills in the schoolbag, all the fear disappeared, and only the color of greed remained.

"Aren't you afraid that he won't be trustworthy?" In the car, Ruth glanced at Yan Wenbin, who fled with a book, and turned to look at the young man.

"Credit? In our business, we should know that a desperate gambler has more chips for him. Does other things matter? If you see such a person a lot, his greed will make him keep his promise. It is we who do not keep his promise. Credit, because we will not give him the remaining money, let alone have the next cooperation, go back and prepare the plan, there is only one chance."

The young man dropped the cigarette butt in his hand, started the car, and disappeared into the night.