At Wang Ergou's home, a group of second-rate men squeezed together to discuss countermeasures. This time, Wang Ergou asked Wang Changgui to catch him, and he was beaten to the point of being blue and swollen. He couldn't just let it go.

"Brother Ergou, this is the ink I got for you. Sweet it on your cheeks and it will soon be swelling." Goudan took out a can of ink from somewhere, twisted the bottle cap, and suddenly there was a strange smell in the room.

Everyone pinched their noses and cursed: "Goudan, what did you get from here? It's so fucking smelly, hurry up and take it away."

Goudan smiled and said, "Brother Ergou, the medicine is bitter. Don't smell it, it's good to apply it on your cheeks. I used to have mumps, so I used to treat it."

"Go away, get out!"

Wang Ergou looked at the smelly and black ink in Goudan's hand. If this was applied to his cheeks, his reputation would be ruined in his lifetime. How could he see people in the future?

Someone in the crowd suggested, "Brother Ergou, your cousin beat you like this. Should we find an opportunity to teach your cousin a lesson?"

Wang Ergou immediately slapped the guy in the head and scolded, "Why are you looking for death? If you don't talk about my cousin, I, Wang Jin, and Wang Yin, you think you are having fun? If my cousin knows, you don't know how to die if you die."

"Brother Ergou, I was wrong. I'm just thinking about venting your anger."

Wang Ergou's eyes fell on Kong Xuebing, and gritted his teeth and cursed: "You ***, you are all bad ideas you bastard think of. Go to Zhao Xuemei to borrow money. If you didn't borrow the money, you were beaten by my cousin."

Kong Xuebing was so scared that he trembled and quickly apologized: "Brother Ergou, I was also confused at the time and thought of such a stupid move."

Wang Ergou cursed: "Then you fucking me and think of another way to make me guilty."

Kong Xuebing pondered for a while and said, "Brother Ergou, we still have to borrow this money."

Wang Ergou grabbed Kong Xuebing's collar and slapped him in the face, "You fucking think I wasn't beaten enough, right?"

"No, no, Ergou Brother, please listen to my explanation." Kong Xuebing said: "Last time we wanted to borrow Zhao Xuemei's money and then pay the debt. Let's see what she should do. This time we will borrow according to her rules, use the millet to mortgage it, and still borrow the money in her hands to see how she still does the loan business."

"Where did the millet come from? Have you come out?" Wang Ergou looked squinting.

"My family will be harvested in a few days. I will go and sign a loan note with Zhao Xuemei." Kong Xuebing volunteered to show off his strength so that Wang Ergou could look up to him.

Wang Ergou looked around and ordered the little brothers: "Don't be standing there either. Those who want to harvest rice at home recently will go to Zhao Xuemei to borrow money! Isn't it just a divorced girl? I, Wang Ergou, can't beat you."

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The next day, Kong Xuebing became the vanguard and rushed to the village committee to find Zhao Xuemei.

"Captain Zhao, I'm short of money recently and want to borrow some from you."

"Where is your father? Don't he give you money?"

Zhao Xuemei was quite surprised at first. Kong Xuebing was the son of Kong Jianjun. His father was a well-known figure in the village. He was a big grain grower. Logically speaking, he should go to his father if he had no money to spend, so why did he come here to borrow money?

Just as he was wondering, Zhao Xuemei looked out from the door of the finance room and happened to see Wang Ergou and his group hiding in the distance. He immediately guessed that Kong Xuebing must have been instructed by Wang Ergou and came to make things difficult for him.

"Xuebing, how old are you this year?" Zhao Xuemei did not rush to agree, but asked about Kong Xuebing's age.

"Eighteen." Kong Xuebing said: "I know what you are going to say. I am an adult now and will be responsible for my own behavior."

Zhao Xuemei declined, "I'm afraid it's still not possible. After all, if this matter is not allowed by your father, I'm afraid I won't be able to tell it clearly at that time. I can borrow money and let your father come here in person."

Kong Xuebing was anxious: "Captain Zhao, don't worry, if I can still rely on you, I will borrow it in my name. My father is just a baby son like me, and he will definitely return it to you."

Zhao Xuemei smiled and said, "How about this, let's write a loan note, and you can take it back and ask your father to sign and put the handprints. As long as your father signs, I can lend you the money."

When Kong Xuebing didn't know how to get Zhao Xuemei to agree, he heard the conditions given by Zhao Xuemei and felt that they were feasible, so he agreed immediately.

"Captain Zhao, as long as you are willing to lend me a hundred hearts, you will definitely return it to you."

"How much do you want to borrow?"

"one thousand."

"one thousand?"

"Oh no, two thousand, only two thousand!"

Kong Xuebing originally wanted to say a thousand, but then he thought that the purpose of his visit this time was to borrow all the money from Zhao Xuemei, so he simply shouted high and shouted a number that he could never dream of.

Zhao Xuemei had a faint smile on her face, took out the paper from the drawer, wrote a 2,000-yuan IOU, and made a clear note that it would require the return of nine thousand kilograms of millet in one month.

"Check it out, if there are any mistakes." Zhao Xuemei handed the loan note to Kong Xuebing, "If there is no problem, take it back and sign it for your father. As long as your father signs, I will naturally lend you the money."

"Okay, I'll take it back and sign it for my dad."

Kong Xuebing was overjoyed and took the loan note and left the village committee finance office excitedly.

Along the way, Kong Xuebing had already thought of a countermeasure. Since his father and his mother got separated, they were depressed and would drink three taels of white wine every day.

Kong Xuebing took this opportunity to persuade his father to have a few more drinks. After Kong Jianjun got drunk, he would take his finger and press his fingerprint.

Looking at the back of Kong Xuebing leaving with great enthusiasm, Zhao Xuemei's lips raised slightly, showing a relaxed and contented smile.

These half-boys are really tender, and they know everything they have to do with their little plans. It's too early to plot against her. Zhao Xuemei happened to take this opportunity to completely cure these ignorant guys.

When Kong Xuebing left, not long after, Goudan came to the finance office with a smile and walked directly to Zhao Xuemei.

"Captain Zhao, can you borrow some money?"

"What's wrong?"

"My father is sick and the family needs money." Goudan's face turned red like a monkey's butt, lying in front of Zhao Xuemei, which made him feel very embarrassed.

"How much does it take?" Zhao Xuemei suppressed her smile.

"two hundred."

"Okay, I'll write a loan note. You can take it back and ask your father to sign it, and then come to me to get the money."

After beating the lackey, Zhao Xuemei had just put down her pen, Gou Sheng ran in again and said in a panic: "Cashman Zhao, my mother is sick, can you lend me some money?"

Zhao Xuemei couldn't help but sneer, picked up the pen and wrote another IOU. She was too lazy to ask what she didn't want to do, so she went straight to the point, "How much do I borrow?"

“One, one hundred.”

"Take it and ask your father to sign."

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