Chapter 172： finally paid

"I can't... let it go, don't think about it when you are young!"

Some enthusiastic people rushed over to stop them, and others even glared angrily at Mao Laolai and his wife, they were about to kill people. These two people are too bad, they are not as good as beasts!

Chu Qiao smiled sadly, "I...I can't live anymore, but I don't worry about my child...cough...I can't help it either...don't worry about me..."

After she finished speaking, she went into the rope buckle again, closed her eyes and begged for death. There were still many enthusiastic people, who came to hug her and drag her out of the rope buckle.

After all this tossing, Chu Qiao's panting became even worse. He slumped on the ground, lingering on the ground, looking like the worst in the world.

"Master Mao, do you really want to kill people? It's really killing people. You have to go to court, so hurry up and pay back the money!" Someone advised.

"I... I have no money!"

Mao Laolai still refused to pay it back. He was 100% sure that this unfortunate woman was acting, so how could she really want to die? He used this scene of crying, making trouble and hanging herself ten years ago.

He was mad at him. How could this unfortunate woman use all his tricks, the effect was better than if he used it himself.

"You have no money to eat meat. My family hasn't opened the pot for three days...cough...my child is dying of starvation..."

Chu Qiao's cry was very small and not loud, but it made everyone feel uncomfortable, sympathized with her even more, and annoyed the Mao family even more.

"Master Mao, it's your duty to pay your debts. If you borrow money from others, you have to pay it back. If you don't have any money, let your son put it together, or I'll talk to your son!"

The director of the sub-district office couldn't stand it anymore. If something happened to Chu Qiao under her jurisdiction, she would have to be criticized.

Mao Laolai's scalp tightened, and he immediately said, "No...don't tell my son, cough...I'll go and borrow..."

The director of the street office looked at Chu Qiao kindly and asked, "How much does he owe you?"

"It's not the money owed to me, it's the payment for the goods from my husband's factory. My husband is from the Xingda Machine Tool Factory. Ahem... I owe a total of 380,000 for the goods... ahem."

As soon as Chu Qiao finished speaking, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. 380,000, for ordinary people, this is an astronomical figure, and they will never earn so much money in their lifetime.

"It's that the payment for the goods has not been paid for several years, ahem... It's been seven or eight years." Chu Qiao said again.

Someone said loudly: "Master Mao seemed to be in the purchasing department of the auto parts factory before he retired. He has already retired. Why hasn't the payment been paid yet?"

Everyone looked at Chu Qiao in puzzlement. Everyone was retired, so why did they ask people for debts? Shouldn't I go to the auto parts factory to ask for it?

Chu Qiao coughed a few times and explained: "My husband went to the auto parts factory to ask, and the factory said that the money had been paid to Master Mao, and he showed my husband the bill, but Master Mao did not return the money to the machine tool factory. , ahem, he's ignorant himself."

The auto parts factory couldn't pay the wages, and he was so poor, otherwise Gu Ye wouldn't have come to Mao Laolai directly.

Chu Qiao is very suspicious that the reason why the auto parts factory has got to this point is probably because of the scourge of Mao Laolai. This old thing has embezzled a lot of public funds, and he has a big pocket. In his previous life, this old thing also contracted the auto parts factory. The one who is doing it prosperously is a big rat who steals public food.

"Corruption of public funds? Master Mao, you are breaking the law!" The director of the Sub-district Office sternly accused.

Others also looked at Mao Laolai with contempt. They didn't expect that the neighbor who had lived for more than ten years was actually an embezzler, so shameless.

Mao Laolai's face was burning, and he cursed inwardly. He quickly explained with a smile: "There was a special reason at that time. I agreed with the factory. I made an IOU, not breaking the law."

Chu Qiao groped in his pocket for a long time, took out a yellowed piece of paper, coughed and said, "It's an IOU...cough...three years ago, and I haven't paid back the money."

The director of the sub-district office took over the IOU, which was indeed written three years ago. It was signed by Mao Xianliang, who was Mao Laolai. He owed a total of 380,000 yuan. The IOU stated that it was returned the year before, but two years later, this was The money still hasn't been repaid.

"Master Mao, it's been two years since you've been here, why haven't you paid back the money? With so much money, you can't let your family eat it all, right? Even if you eat abalone and sea cucumber every day, you won't be able to eat 380,000 yuan!"

The director of the sub-district office has a very strict tone. She is the most fair and strict. She can't stand the behavior of a villain like Mao Lai, who steals public funds. What about the kid!

"That's right, Tian Tian is either a crab or a fish and shrimp. How could he have no money? Hurry up and pay it back, or send it to the police!"

The accusations are getting louder and louder, even if Mao Laolai is so cheeky, he can't listen to it anymore, but when he thinks of paying back 380,000 yuan, his heart hurts a lot, and he has no plans for that money at all. Also, even if he has to pay it back, he intends to delay it for a few years, and the 380,000 deposit in the bank is a lot of interest for a year.

But at this point, if he doesn't pay back the money, he is afraid that he will cause public anger and even implicate his son. Mao Laolai was swaying and hesitating, when he heard the director of the street office say: "I will go to you now. Son's unit, talk to him about this, and ask him if he knows about the 380,000!"

The director raised his foot and left, and then Mao Laolai was in a hurry, so he stopped her and said, "I'm still... going to borrow money now... My son doesn't know about this, so I don't need to tell him."

The corners of Chu Qiao's lips raised quickly~ quickly drooped down, and turned into a miserable look again, but her heart blossomed with joy. Sure enough, her son was this old man's weakness. Today is better than she expected. Even better, it didn't take three days.

Mao Laolai went into the room for a long time before coming out, and said with a smile: "I called my friend, he is willing to borrow the money, but he has to go to the bank to get it. There is a sack of 380,000 yuan, which is very heavy, or I will let you tomorrow. Lover to get it?"

He also thought about procrastinating for a day, as long as the card passed in front of him, and tomorrow he could use another method to default on the debt.

"No... I can handle it, ahem... Even if I die, I'll get the money back."

Chu Qiao saw through the old man's tricks at a glance, and didn't give him a chance to default on his debt. Hmph, she must take back the 380,000 yuan today.

"Master Mao, you don't need to worry about this, we are so many here, we can help this **** get it!" Someone sneered.

Chu Qiao said again, "I'll call my husband in a while and ask him to come over!"

Immediately, an enthusiast asked, "What's your husband's phone number, I'll call you!"

Chu Qiao smiled gratefully, and called Gu Ye's office, "Excuse me."

"You are welcome!"

The enthusiastic people went to make a phone call, and everyone else looked at Mao Laolai eagerly, seeing that it was difficult for him to ride a tiger. He couldn't find an excuse to delay. It has been saved in his hands for so many years, just like his own child, but now he has to give it to someone else.

Ugh!