Song Biao snorted coldly and said coldly: "You can't change the facts whether you admit it or not. We have known each other since we were young. Now the neighbors and neighbors have encountered this major change and everyone has made changes. For the sake of our childhood, I advise you to sign it as soon as possible! Otherwise, the 100,000 yuan you owe me, no matter what, you must repay the money today!"

Suddenly, Ai Xiaobai's parents and brother Ai Hua were all in silence. Ai Xiaobai's father frowned and took out a wrinkled cigarette from his pocket, lit it and started smoking, sucking it. He felt depressed and helpless in his heart, and he couldn't say anything. He just hated that he was too useless and could not let the family live a good life!

Ai Xiaobai's mother wanted to speak but stopped staring at Song Biao, with a look of prayer in her eyes. Before she could speak, Song Biao continued to threaten coldly: "It is natural to repay the debts and pay them back. You are wise people, so don't do things that are confused!"

"I will find a way." Ai Xiaobai's father took a sip of the cigarette, then pressed the unburned cigarette butts into his palm, tightly clenched it, and a wisp of ashes flowed out from his fingers and gently floated on the ground.

Having said that, he really has no good idea. It is not an exaggeration to describe his family as a bare-small person. The family is in trouble. His daughter Ai Xiaobai has to go to school, which costs a lot. However, Ai Hua is still working, but he has a meager salary, which can barely maintain the daily expenses of the family.

Ai Hua stood aside and looked at Song Biao coldly. Although he was full of anger, he was helpless.

"I advise you to find a way as soon as possible! Xiaobai goes to school in a noble university, and there are many places to use money. He will go to college soon, and there will be a lot of expenses at that time. Uncle and Aunt, if you marry her to me, then your affairs will be mine in the future, and Xiaobai, I will treat her well." Song Biao finally found the best opportunity, so he said.

"100,000 yuan...you ask me to think of a way to give me time. At most three days, I will give it back to you." Ai Xiaobai's father gritted his teeth. He was still very young, but now he has encountered an accident and has become much older.

When Song Biao heard this, he changed his face again and said angrily: "Three days? Don't be funny! If you don't sign, you will never get the compensation. Never find a job to support your family under the noses of those people! I can tell you, especially you - Ai Hua, if you can work in Wansheng Plaza, it is because I have greeted the people of the Hu family! I can make you unemployed at any time!"

He wants to get Ai Xiaobai now, so any refusal or remarks from Ai Xiaobai's family is a delaying strategy for him, which makes him very depressed!

Ai Hua's mouth twitched and trembled, suppressing his anger strongly, and whispered: "Song Biao, don't do too much! I graduated from a prestigious university. If you hadn't made trouble, how could I be just a grassroots waiter? What have you done, don't think I don't know! People are doing it, God is watching!"

These words made the atmosphere on the scene extremely solemn.

Song Biao grinned slightly and didn't say a word for a long time.

Ai Xiaobai's father's face was purple and blue, and he was extremely angry, staring at Song Biao coldly.

Ai Xiaobai's mother was originally a very friendly and kind middle-aged woman. She was trying her best to ease the conflict between the family and Song Biao. She hoped that everyone could sit down and have a good talk. But now when she heard these words, she was very angry and turned her head and didn't want to see Song Biao.

Song Biao thought he was doing it perfectly, but he never thought that Ai Hua had already known about that.

"Isn't that just the matter? I thought there was nothing big about it! Ai Hua, we have been playing since childhood. Now you have graduated from a prestigious university and have not found a good job. What's the matter? As long as you follow me, I promise to have a bright future! The developers need a group of young and talented people, and I think you are one that suits the situation very well."

He said so.

Coercion and inducement, two-pronged approach.

Song Biao has such patience, which further shows his covetousness and determination to win Ai Xiaobai.

Ai Xiaobai's family, except for her, began to waver. Perhaps they should really compromise with reality and surrender to those who can't afford to offend...

But, they were unwilling to give up!

How can an old house passed down from generation to generation be gone?

At this moment, Ai Xiaobai stood up, moved his tiny steps, stood in front of his father, and looked directly at Song Biao.

"How is it, Xiaobai, come with me. Haha!" Song Biao breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Ai Xiaobai with joy, and applauded himself secretly!

"Sister..." Ai Hua exclaimed lightly, looking anxious, stretched out his hand but slowly drooped, and he stopped talking.

This time, Ai Xiaobai’s parents didn’t say anything.

Perhaps, I can only compromise.

"Follow me." Song Biao stretched out his hand, showing off proudly, as if he was deliberately trying to pretend in front of his two followers.

What he meant was to ask Ai Xiaobai to hand over his hand and hand it over to him.

As expected, Ai Xiaobai reached out his hand.

Song Biao's lips curled up, his eyes wrinkled, and his smile narrowed into a thin slit, and his face was full of pockmarks, which was as disgusting as it would be.

He was about to grab Ai Xiaobai's hand tightly, but he saw-

Ai Xiaobai took out a bag from behind and threw it in front of him. He said coldly: "I'll count the money for you, count it, 100,000 yuan, my family won't owe you any more!"

Everyone was shocked, especially Song Biao, who couldn't believe his eyes. He reached out to touch the money and counted it. He really had 100,000 yuan in cash. He couldn't help but say embarrassedly: "Where did it come from?"

"Where it comes from has nothing to do with you. Now, you can leave!"

Bang!

Song Biao walked into the car and closed the car door heavily. He suppressed his anger for a long time, and finally released it at this moment!

He swears hard—

"Grass, a family that is ungrateful!"

The two followers, one of them whispered to comfort him: "Brother Biao, don't be angry. By the way, the money is here, I counted it, it's exactly 100,000 yuan."

"Yeah, the money is just enough! I counted it, and it was a 100,000 yuan a cent."

Ai Xiaobai took out the money just now, but Song Biao didn't take it, but it was the two followers. Now they counted and told him happily that there was enough money, but unexpectedly, Song Biao didn't have the slightest hint of joy at all, but he became even more angry.

Bang!

Song Biao stretched out his hand and slapped open the bag of money. He said in extreme dissatisfaction: "You two shut up! Count your mother's money! What I want is not this 100,000 yuan, but Ai Xiaobai's people!"

The two little brothers had to remain silent and dared not say anything anymore.

The 100,000 yuan of banknotes lying on the seat of the car seemed like a great mockery.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!