Chapter 174 You won’t give me 30 million
Bin County Traffic Police Brigade, Chen Qiang and his wife walked out of the gate together. Chen Qiang promised that he would never drink and drive again. He told his wife to get in the car first, and then took out his mobile phone. Han Qian sent a text message.
【Are you going to report me for drunk driving? Are you a child? Thirty million dollars is not even a penny less! If you don't give it to me, I will hang all the banners on the seaside! 】
At this time, Han Qian was sitting at the gate of the prison, with the sun shining on his face making it difficult for him to open his eyes.
I slept for about two hours.
Looking at Chen Qiang's text message, Han Qian replied with a message.
[The eyes of poetry, the legs of Yeats, and the brain of my wife, ten million per person! 】
Then Chen Qiang called.
"Han Qian! Don't be so shameless! I'll give you a few of your women to compensate you. Except for the yellow flag, you can touch the others as you like! Why don't you report me? I'll go home later." My daughter-in-law had to hold my hand and start nagging me, saying that I was driving drunk and that my child would be left without a father if I had an accident. You deserve to be damned! Give me the money!"
< br>Thirty million!
Han Qian gritted his teeth and said.
"Give it, give it, are you fucking urging me on you? Can I still give you money? Can you give me a discount and I'll give you three thousand?"
"No way. ! If you don’t give me money, how can I invest in Binxian?”
After hanging up the phone, Han Qian took a deep breath and wondered where he could get 30 million for Chen Qiang. He now has 300 in his pocket. He left the prison on a motorcycle with no money at all. Han Qian debated whether to go get some porcelain in exchange for some money, but think about it, who among the rich people in Binhai would dare to bump into him!
Going to Qinghu?
I can’t open my mouth like this! I just lost my memory and just reconciled yesterday. Are you going to ask for 30 million today?
Xiao Han Qian, don’t go too far!
Wei Tiancheng and Tu Xiao probably both have this money, but they want to give this money to Chen Qiang?
“Ah!!!”
The next second Han Qian felt a touch from his tongue. He panicked. The next second the motorcycle rolled over and fell to the ground, and Han Qian was thrown out. Ignoring the bruises on his body, he stood up and put it in his mouth.
Look at the half leaf in your hand.
Han Qian felt bad. He stood up and took a deep breath. Then he saw two traffic policemen coming.
"Brother Qian'er! It seems that your fall was not serious. I remember that you don't have a motorcycle license, right?"
Han Qian took a step back and stretched out his hands.
"Don't come here, you two! I drank and I have a bad temper!"
"Haha!"
When he took out the alcohol tester, Han Qian turned around and ran away. The money he had on him was not enough to pay the fine. If he called Yang Lan again, he wouldn't need it. .
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Binhai Bank, Han Qian stood in front of the counter and looked at the bank lady inside. He asked if he could apply for a credit card. The lady handed him Give Han Qian a form.
Name, please fill in Han Qian or Qian Qian?
Age, sign thirty-two or sign eighteen?
The work unit really gave Han Qian a hard time. Then Han Qian became irritated, frowned at the bank lady, and said.
"Don't fix this mess for me, I am Han Qian, please give me a loan of 30 million!"
Ten minutes later, Han Qian appeared in the president's office. Qian sat in the president's office chair, and Binhai's president stood across the table.
Han Qian said softly while holding the tea cup.
"I don't want more, give me a loan of 30 million!"
The president shook his head and said seriously.
“No!”
Then he pointed at the drawer.
“Brother Qian’er, there are 20,000 yuan in the drawer, take it and buy cigarettes.”
Han Qian raised his head and looked at the president, raising his eyebrows.
"You think I can't afford it? My legal wife is Cai Qinghu, and my ex-wife is Nuan Nuan. You can't afford it? Give me 30 million."
The president shook his head again , just two words.
“No!”
You can give me thirty to fifty thousand pocket money without having to pay it back, but I don’t have thirty million.
Han Qian didn't understand. He stood up and walked to the little old man, frowning and asked.
“Are you worried that I can’t pay you back or are you worried that I won’t pay you back?”
The president took a deep breath and said seriously.
"Brother Qian'er! There are only two kinds of people in Binhai who can't get money from my bank. One is the terminally ill, and the other is you!"
The president glanced at Han Qian as he spoke. Let’s talk about my bruised arm from the fall just now.
"I'm worried that you won't live for three months! I really can't give you a loan. Why don't you go to the mayor of the city? If he approves it, I'll give it to you!"
Han Qian took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He said calmly.
"Two choices, give me 30 million! Or let me beat you up!"
The president had a tough attitude and took a deep breath and said solemnly. "Don't slap me in the face!"
Then he squatted down and hugged his head. Han Qian pointed at the president and gritted his teeth.
"What the hell are you going to do if you just give me 30 million? What's the big deal? As for Chen Qiang chasing after me for money?"
The president shook his head.
"No! Brother Qian'er, please don't embarrass me. No bank in Binhai or even Fengtian dares to give you a loan. You and Prosecutor Cai have already made a property division. Director Wen is your ex-wife. If something happens to you, this money will be wasted and I will have nowhere to go!”
“You ask my son for it!”
"Director Liu said that Jiayi is not your son, and it has nothing to do with you. In addition, you have two identities now, whether you are Han Qian or Qian Qian. There is also an issue with your age. In short, you have no money, and you can't beat me to death. Money."
Han Qian kicked the president on the shoulder, turned around and left.
When he went downstairs and walked out of the bank, the president chased him out and handed Han Qian 20,000 yuan in his hand.
"Brother Qian'er, the bank won't give it to you! But I'll give you a little less and buy some candy~ Buy some candy."
Han Qian said angrily.
"Am I a kid? I'm still buying candy, get out of here! It's really not fun, you won't give me 30 million! Did Chen Qiang not let you give it to me?"
"No, absolutely No, how about you stay calm for a year? No! I will give you the money if you promise not to get hurt for two months!"
Han Qian left.
How can I not get hurt!
Asking me, Han Qian, not to get hurt is like asking a monk to go whoring.
It’s basically impossible!
Then Han Qian received a text message on his mobile phone that the motorcycle was impounded.
Walking aimlessly in the city, I somehow arrived at the Cat and Dog Rescue Center. Han Qian raised his head and looked at the sign at the door. He walked into the gathering place for cats and dogs. Han Qian looked at The yard is full of cats and dogs, many of which are expensive breeds, but the environment is very poor.
The volunteers were busy, but no one paid attention to Han Qian.
Han Qian squatted outside the cage and looked at the sluggish dog inside. He turned around and asked the volunteer why he had no energy at all.
The answer is that they are sick, but no one is willing to spend money on dogs now. They basically abandon them when they are sick.
“Oh!”
Han Qian took out the 20,000 yuan that was still warm and handed it to the volunteers.
"I guess it's not enough, but you can use it first~ I will send it over after I get the money."
The volunteer looked at the 20,000 yuan in his hand, and then raised his head. Looking at Han Qian, he asked with an excited expression.
"Brother, can you tell me your name? Then I'll record it."
"Oh, my name is Lin Zongheng! Just write Lin Zongheng, they are all animals anyway."
Han Qian put his hands in his pockets and left calmly. The volunteers who stayed behind whispered with tears in their eyes.
“Brother Zongheng is such a good guy, even after giving him money, he still called himself a bastard.”
After leaving the house, Han Qian called Xu Hongchang. After chatting for a while, he found out that this guy and Cui Li Outside, Xiao Yang Jia was with him. Han Qian hung up the phone and sighed.
"It's so inconvenient that Lao Xu is not here! Where can I go to defraud him of 30 million yuan!"
After saying this, Han Qian's eyes lit up, and he took out his mobile phone and called Liu Shengge.
“Come on, let’s play a game and bet 30 million!”
“What are you betting on?”
“Bet on which one of us can have a son.”
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There was silence on the other end of the phone, and after a long time Liu Shengge spoke.
"Let's make a simple bet: Where are you, I will find you!"
"I don't know!"
Not long after, Qu Le Di's Mercedes-Benz appeared next to Han Qian. Liu Shengge opened the door and got out of the car and threw a steel ball to Han Qian.
"You can throw it, I will give you 30 million for both the front and the back, which is what my aunt said to me last night! How about it? But if the coin is lost, or..."< br>
Before he finished speaking, Han Qian threw the coin and Liu Shengge continued.
"If it's not heads and tails, you squat down and let me beat you!"
Liu Shengge left.
His car cannot seat three people.
Han Qian was walking on the road with his teeth bared. This grandson was so ruthless. He didn't even hit him even if he fought back.
And how could this coin fall into the sewer?
(End of this chapter)