"Uncle Gong, what's going on this late at night?"

"There is indeed something wrong." Gong Weize's face didn't look very good, but he still forced a smile.

"Then come in and talk!" People have come to the door, and they are not enemies. Wang Zhong can't keep people away.

In the room, Wang Zhong poured a cup of hot water for Gong Weize.

After taking a sip of water, Gong Weize went straight to the point: "Bingkun, have you heard about Gong Bin?"

Wang Dian nodded, "I heard from Debao, how is Gong Bin doing now?"

Gong Wei sighed: "What else can I do? I found some connections and found him a temporary job as a street sweeper. I will do it for the time being to prevent him from thinking too much."

"It's better to have a job than to be idle. Now that there are so many educated youth returning to the city, there is only so much work to do. It would be good to have a temporary job first."

"Who says it's not the case!" Gong Weize said with emotion on his face: "I won't hide it from you. Gong Bin was hospitalized for several months and spent almost all the family's money. Although he has been discharged from the hospital now, he still has to pay for it every month.

He has to take medicine, but luckily the soy sauce factory didn't ask him to compensate, otherwise, your little Uncle Gong really wouldn't be able to hold on any longer."

"Every family has a scripture that is difficult for you to recite. Don't be too sad, little Uncle Gong. At least compared to others, you are still a state cadre, carrying an iron rice bowl."

"What kind of cadre? I'm just the director of a small police station. Your aunt is unemployed and there are several children to support at home. My little salary is enough to cover the family's expenses."

Wang Zhongdao: "Little Uncle Gong, it's very cold this night. Let's not beat around the bush. If you have anything to do, just say it. If I can help, I won't be vague."

Gong Wei smiled awkwardly and hurriedly said: "It was Gong Bin's fault. I sold everything I could sell at home a while ago, and I just made up for the holes. But now Gong Bin's monthly salary

The medicine costs only seven or eight yuan, and the whole family has to eat, so I really have no choice."

"I know that you are a capable person. Not only have you been admitted to university, but you can also bring your whole family to live in Yanjing. You are also a great writer. If you have a lot of money, can you lend me some money to you, Xiao Gong?

Uncle, please help me?"

Gong Wei looked at Wang Zhong expectantly, feeling very nervous and afraid that others would find out about this and lose face, so he quietly came over in the middle of the night.

Wang Zhong put his right hand on the table, tapped his index finger lightly on the table, and said with a smile: "Is this money? I do still have some, I can borrow it, but..."

"But what?" Gong Weize's eyes lit up, he grabbed Wang Zhong's hand excitedly, and asked impatiently.

After asking, he realized his gaffe and quickly took his hand back.

"As the saying goes, helping people in emergencies does not help the poor. Uncle Gong, I can lend you money, but you must write down a note stating the time and amount of the loan, as well as the time limit for repayment."

"You still need to establish written evidence?" Gong Weize frowned.

Wang Zhongdao: "The letter is the proof and the signature is the evidence. Uncle Gong, if you are not willing, then I can't help you."

Gong Weize's eyes flickered and he hesitated for a while before gritting his teeth and saying, "I'll do it!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wang Zhong took out the pen and paper, took out the ink pad, placed it in front of Gong Weize, and took out a stack of unity from the space, "Little Uncle Gong, how much do you want to borrow?"

Gong Wei took a look at the money in Wang Zhong's hand, and his heart skipped a beat. He decided to borrow whatever he wanted, so he simply borrowed more. However, he was afraid that he would say too much, so Wang Zhong refused, so he asked tentatively: "Two

Is it okay?"

Seeing that Wang Zhong just smiled and didn't answer, he immediately changed his mind: "If that doesn't work, one hundred and fifty or one hundred will do."

The money in Wang Zhong's hand was less than 300 yuan, so he counted out 20 big unity cards and put them on the table: "Two hundred is two hundred. Little Uncle Gong only needs to sign the receipt and press his fingerprints, and the two hundred yuan will be paid."

I’ll lend it to you.”

"Okay!" Gong Weize immediately picked up the pen and prepared to write, but was stopped by Wang Zhong.

Gong Wei looked at Wang Zhong in confusion.

Wang Zhong smiled slightly, took out his pen, took the letter paper in front of Gong Weize in front of him, and immediately started writing: "Little Uncle Gong, I will write it once, and you will copy it again."

After a moment, Wang Zhong stopped writing and pushed the letter in front of Gong Weize.

I saw it said:

This is Gong Weize, a person from Jichun City, Jiangliao Province. He is currently the director of the Guangzhou Police Station. His ID number...is on January 2, 1979, the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month.

The people from Shengguang Ziphen... borrowed RMB 200 yuan... and agreed to repay the principal on January 2, 1981, without interest.

At the bottom are the signatures of the borrower and the borrower and the time.

Gong Wei looked at Wang Zhong reluctantly: "Is it necessary to write it in such detail?"

Wang Zhongdao: "If you want to establish a written certificate, of course it must look like a written certificate. I don't even want the interest from you. If you are still unwilling, then forgive me for not being able to help."

"I wrote!"

Gong Weize gritted his teeth and started writing.

After finishing writing, Wang Zhong said again: "On these two documents, wherever your name, ID number, date, and loan amount are written, I need you to put your fingerprint on them."

The documents are all set up, and there are no fingerprints left.

Gong Wei then pressed his fingerprints, and Wang Zhong also pressed his fingerprints where his name and ID number were written on the two chapters of the document, and pushed the twenty large unity sheets on the table and the IOU written by himself to Gong Wei

In front of you.

Gong Wei couldn't wait to pick up the money, spit and counted it before stuffing it into his coat pocket.

Next to her, Li Suhua watched the whole process but didn't say a word.

Although Li Suhua was kind-hearted, two hundred yuan was not a small amount. On the contrary, Wang Zhong's caution made Li Suhua agree with him very much.

Wang Zhong also folded the one written by Gong Wei and put it away carefully.

"Little Uncle Gong, it's getting late, so I won't send it away!"

"Thank you Bingkun!" Gong Weize felt mixed emotions in his heart and said gratefully: "Don't worry, I will definitely pay you back as soon as I have money."
Chapter completed!