Chapter Thirteen About Digging a Pit(2/2)
"Hmph, why are you so tough? Don't beg for mercy if you have the ability!"
"Whoever begs for mercy is the grandson!"
The two of them ended in an unhappy negotiation.
The next morning.
Gu Tong came to the playground with a refreshing breath, looking at Ling Yi running around, looking surprised.
"I said I can't find you everywhere, okay, get up so early to exercise?"
Ling Yi didn't want to talk to him.
Eight in the morning.
After breakfast, Gu Tong looked at Ling Yi: "You can go and collect the house today."
Ling Yi nodded. Although this place is not bad, it is not his own.
Stepping into Baihua Lane again, I felt different from the last time.
Last time, I was in a sad and depressed mood and was alone. Even if I went home, this city that had been separated for more than ten years had become unfamiliar to Ling Yi.
This time I came back, and I already had friends around me. Although he had a poor alcohol tolerance and slept and snoring... I was also a good friend.
When I came to the old house again, a group of old neighbors had gathered here.
Before Ling Yi and others could speak, the old man in his seventies last time said loudly indignantly: "This family is completely shameless. They have not made any movement these days."
"No, after you leave, you should live here as usual."
"Yes, they are still confident. They don't move whatever they say, and see what they can do..."
A group of old men and women were talking nonsense and making trouble for Ling Yi.
In fact, in the final analysis, he was still speaking for Principal Shen. Ling Yi really didn't know that his adoptive father was so famous in his hometown.
"Look, they actually installed surveillance cameras at the gate. Now they should be secretly watching us!" A man pointed to the camera on the gate and said angrily.
Gu Tong stood there and watched quietly, and understood eight or nine minutes in his heart. He sighed softly in his heart, took out his cell phone, and sent a message.
At this time, two vermilion doors opened. The young man who had been timid in front of Gu Tong walked out calmly at this moment, with a few people following him, with a temperament that looked like he was in a public office.
The young man came to Ling Yi and said lightly: "Let them tell you!"
Then, a middle-aged man with a bit of majestic momentum came to Ling Yi, looked up and down, then looked at Gu Tong standing behind Ling Yi, and asked slowly, "Are you Ling Yi?"
"Yes," Ling Yi nodded, "It's me."
"It's good that you are. I am a staff member of the Daqin Supervision Bureau. There are also the deputy president of the Chuncheng Branch of Daqin Bank and some other relevant departments. I am now notifying you because your personal account has been frozen and there are a large amount of debts. After applying, the property under your name, located at No. 156, Baihua Lane, Chuncheng, has been officially seized..."
Ling Yi looked at the group of people in front of him quietly, feeling full of emotion.
Awesome!
So awesome!
What does it mean to keep the ghost from lingering?
What does it mean to be endless?
What does it mean to never give up if you don’t kill you?
So now thinking about it, the pit Gu Tong dug at that time is so fucking great!
Ling Yi even couldn't wait to see what kind of face would this group of people have when they knew the truth?
At this moment, the young man who had occupied the old house for many years suddenly came to Ling Yi, with a smug smile on his face and whispered: "Brother, I will soon become the real owner of this house!"
Ling Yi looked at him and said calmly: "No, you will get out of here immediately."
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Chapter completed!