Chapter 201: Windfall

Chapter 201

Actually, everyone knew that An JingZhi was the principal and whether or not the house would be taken back, it was just a matter of his word.

However, Wang Caixiang now had other thoughts. 500 yuan was still not a small amount either. People could not be pushed too hard, otherwise really continuing the stalemate with An Zhiren, she was really afraid she would be beaten to death.

The sinister look in An Zhiren's eyes when he made a move that day, she saw clearly, it was clearly that he wanted her life. Fôllôw new stories at novelhall.com

If it weren't for the suddenness of this matter, Wang Caixiang wouldn't have been so easily tempted either.

Zhou Nan still wanted to negotiate further, but An Zhiren suddenly came out and said, "Mom, I agree to give him 500 yuan."

Wang Caixiang was obviously still very afraid of him. From the moment he appeared, she had been sitting there with her head curled up, without moving.

Zhou Nan was still unwilling. "Where do you get so much money? Back then, they blackmailed 500 yuan from your family. Now they still want 500 yuan. Do they really think you're made of gold?"

"Mom," An Zhiren called out, his voice full of pleading, "give it to her."

It wasn't that Zhou Nan couldn't take out the 500 yuan, nor was she unwilling to spend 500 yuan for her son. She was purely unwilling to give it to this woman. Seeing An Zhiren like this, her heart ached instantly. After a moment of hesitation, she went back to the room to get the money.

A full 500 yuan, brand new 50 pieces of unity, was a thick stack that looked quite spectacular.

Wang Caixiang's eyes were almost glued to it. This was not just 500 yuan, but also her future life.

However, Zhou Nan did not hand over the money to her, but to An Zhiren, "500 yuan, not a penny less. First go get the divorce formalities done, then the money is yours."

"No, you have to give the money first. What if you don't give me the money after finishing the formalities first?" Wang Caixiang refused to agree.

"Then what if I give you the money first, but you go back on your word and refuse to go through the formalities?" Zhou Nan retorted, "Don't fucking tell me you guys can't do that. Your whole family are blackmailers. What else can't you do?"

Ever since she married into the city, Zhou Nan was afraid of what others might say about her being an uncouth country bumpkin, so she was always very careful about what she said and did, for fear of seeming too crude and causing idle gossip.

But at this moment, she was so angry that curses she hadn't uttered in decades burst out.

An Zhiren closed his eyes for a moment, took out half of the money and handed it to Wang Caixiang, "If you are willing, I will give you half first and the other half after the formalities are completed. If you are unwilling, the two of us will continue to destroy each other. You drag me down and I drag you down. Let's go to hell together!"

His sinister tone sent a chill through Wang Caixiang in an instant.

Around the corner, the tall thin man handed the money wrapped again and again to An Zhiren, "Brother Two, it's all here. Take a look to see if any is missing."

There were two stacks in total because it had been given in two payments, one stack of 250 yuan.

After the divorce, Wang Caixiang had no place to live. Although the Wang family house was empty, it had been confiscated by the neighborhood office.

An Zhiren's house had not been taken back yet, but Wang Caixiang was afraid he would suddenly return, so she didn't dare leave the money at home.

This was her lifeline from now on. She had to cherish it. Before finding a place to live, she could only put all the money in her bag.

Wang Caixiang thought it would be safest to keep it on her body, but she was too arrogant.

An Zhiren only took a glance, gave a mocking laugh, threw away the rags wrapped again and again, reached inside and took out 10 notes and handed them to the man, "No mistake. Thanks Little Hu. Brother Two won't treat you to a meal today. This is for you to buy liquor."

"This...this is too much. Brother Two, if you really want to thank me, giving me one is enough." Little Hu said apprehensively.

But An Zhiren stuffed the money into his arms, "I'm giving it to you so just take it. Don't be polite with me, otherwise how can I ask you for help next time?"

Hearing this, Little Hu could only smile and accept it. "Then thank you, Brother Two." 100 yuan was half a year's wages for him. This really was an unexpected windfall.

Little Hu's ancestors knew some of these kinds of skills, to put it bluntly they were petty thieves.

His family suffered during the great famine. They were raised by nibbling scraps given by the neighbors left and right. Occasionally they would snatch food from dogs and cats. They barely survived by occasionally stealing things to eat.

Later he met An ZhiAng. As the fourth son he was famously loyal. So he brought Hu along to join Liu Jun's group to mix around, at least giving him a way out.

Now Liu Jun's people were either sent down or found work relying on family connections. Little Hu had originally wanted to join the army with An ZhiAng, but his physique didn't meet the criteria.

After all, it was someone he had brought up himself. An ZhiAng was afraid Hu would go astray again if he left, so he begged An JingZhi to arrange a temporary worker's job at the factory for Little Hu, at least to feed him.

An JingZhi had always looked down on his gang of fox friends and dog friends, so he was unwilling to help. So it was An Zhiren who got the job for Little Hu and that was how he got to know him.

An ZhiAng owed Little Hu. Since the An family asked, he was naturally willing to help.

As for the 100 yuan, it was originally going to be used to send off Wang Caixiang. Since she didn't want it, it should be given to someone in need to build good relations. Maybe it would come in handy someday.

Looking at things now, when An Zhiren arranged the job for Little Hu back then, even he didn't expect there would be today.