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A man in a ripped vest sat up from a rustling bed, his face full of decadence.

It was supposed to be a light-colored quilt cover similar to silk fabric, but now it has become black, especially the two ends of the cup, which are black and translucent, and greasy with a layer of black sludge.

Whenever he couldn’t bear it himself, he would change the quilt back, but now it doesn’t make much sense for him to change the quilt.

He supported a lazy waist, scratched the itchy armpit hair, and then shivered. He didn’t feel it when he got out of the bed, but now he felt cold.

In fact, there is heating in the room. He and his neighbors share the same heating pipe to ensure the indoor temperature. This is also a new measure this winter.

The mayor, in order to avoid some people who suddenly became poor lack of cold resistance experience and freeze to death one morning, so they provide public heating services for some people who need heating, but its effect is not very good, sometimes Will stop for a while in the middle of the night.

But this is not bad, at least it can make people not shiver coldly while sleeping.

He put on clothes that hadn’t been cleaned for a long time, exuding a strong smell, squeezed into the bathroom through the narrow door, and then began to clean himself.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he said to himself, “Everything will be fine.”

Yes, everything will be fine.

That’s what he said to himself when the disaster actually had an omen. At that time, he was still living in a luxurious single-family villa, surrounded by restless servants. He was almost 30 years younger than him. His wife looked at him with adoring eyes, as if everything he said was the truth.

When the disaster really happened, he said the same, everything will be fine.

At that time, he dismissed all the servants in the family. He couldn’t continue to squander the little cash in his hand to pay those expensive salaries.

His wife, who is 30 years younger than him, looked at him suspiciously, not sure whether he was telling the truth or deceiving himself.

When the disaster happened for a while, he still said that, everything will be fine.

His villa was taken back by the bank. He was driven out of his home by the bankers. His wife, who was almost 30 years younger than him, took him to court and sued him for divorce without giving him any preparation. He could not give her enough satisfaction in sex.

In the end, he didn’t confront the thin wife who was more than 30 years younger than him and praised him for being “powerful” for countless nights, because he couldn’t afford a lawyer, and that would only make his situation worse.

He was robbed of almost everything in his hands. Fortunately, he still has such a small house, which was used by the government to resettle him. It was only after he asked someone to find a relationship to be eligible to live in.

Except for a factory and a lot of orders that have been produced, but no one is willing to pay for it, he has nothing!

At this time, he gets up and faces the mirror every day, as always, he will say that, “Everything will be fine!”

He firmly believes this. Didn’t the newspapers say that the Federation has found a way to revive the economy. The Union development work in the Federation and Nagalil has made unprecedented progress, which has helped other countries develop The dividend is enough to allow the Federation to quickly recover before the economy declines, and this society will become a beautiful world again.

At that time, he can live in a big house again, hire countless servants, and then find a girl 40 years younger than him as his wife. Everyday all has to be exhausted before taking a rest.

Came back to his senses, he looked at himself in the mirror, unshaven, nodded, “Yes, everything will be fine!”

I struggled to squeeze out from the narrow door again…This kind of apartment for almost no rent is not for people to enjoy life, but for people to have a place to survive, so the squeeze of space is as it should be by rights.

He walked to the window of the living room and opened the window. The cold air outside the window poured in instantly, and he had to wrap his clothes.

Through the window sill, the bright sun shines in, even in the cold winter, it can be warm for a moment.

He walked to the side door, picked up a newspaper from the ground, and burned a pot of the cheapest coffee for himself-some of the cheapest coffee beans were mashed with stones, and they didn’t even need to be filtered. Put it directly into the pot and boil it. This kind of coffee is actually not called coffee, it should be said that it is water for making beans, but it is also his only drink.

Put a small bag of relief food from the rescue station and put it in a coffee pot to heat it. The aluminum packaging allows it to be heated through water without worrying about any problems.

A few minutes later, he sat at the table with a coffee pot, basking in the sun, sipping coffee, reading the latest newspapers, and squeezing the relief food into his mouth.

“Hello, Mr. Jonathan…”

Someone in the corridor passed by his window and greeted him. He also smiled and responded warmly, “Good morning, Mr. Anderson…”

Looking at Mr. Anderson’s back, Jonathan shook the head. Mr. Anderson is also a factory owner. He has heard of him before and is richer than him.

Later, Mr. Jonathan sold everything, including the factory, in order to get rid of the debt as soon as possible. If he didn’t do that, he thought the loan would become an overwhelming mountain.

Even if the bank is not in a hurry to let him repay the loan, just the annual interest can make him breathless. If he loses, he admits defeat, so he sold everything and started again. Mr. Anderson has become an insurance salesperson and is working hard to find opportunities to get up again.

The difference from Mr. Anderson is that Mr. Jonathan did not at all sell his factory, he took a gamble, a feeling and thought that he could not say.

That many people go bankrupt, the federal government will definitely let the banks suspend the recovery of loans, and even grant low and interest-free interest, otherwise many people may not survive.

He was right. He has nothing and still owes a lot of money, but he still has a chance.

In fact, he is always looking for opportunities. He reads the newspaper every day to find opportunities. From the newspaper, he has learned a lot of things, such as the development of Nagalil.

He has a very mysterious instinct. He knows that he will soon be rich again.

The development of Nagalil will definitely enable the society over there to generate more exuberant material demand when it gets rich quickly. By then, the tail orders in his factory can be easily sold if the price is reduced slightly. To those active international merchandisers.

As long as there is a repayment and the bank can see his ability and potential to make money for the bank again, he can try to get another loan and start working again!

To this day, it won’t be too far, he always believed in this.

After eating Baba, he rinsed his mouth with the last bit of coffee and swallowed it all. The Baba meal is not delicious, but this thing is now the last guarantee for his life. He will not waste a little food!

Just when he was about to take out the door and walk around, a young man dressed in leather and shoes with a suitcase in his hand suddenly stood outside the door.

The young man’s head is covered with a thick layer of wax, so that in the cold wind, none of the hair went where it shouldn’t be.

Judging from the dressing of this young man, Jonathan’s first reaction was that this guy is a banker. Only the bankers like to carry a briefcase that looks like a suitcase but pretends to be a briefcase.

They have a lot of documents to carry with them, and some of these documents are really important. They can’t fit in the bag and can only be placed in a suitcase.

“Look over here!” Jonathan greeted the young man without hesitating too long.

The young man was stunned. He took a step back and looked at the door, and then looked at the layouts on the left and right. It seemed that Jonathan was the owner of this room before he approached.

“Mr. Jonathan?”, he asked suspiciously, still a little unbelievable.

Jonathan stroked his messy hair. “Isn’t it?”

Maybe it’s his attitude, maybe it’s the temperament that he left behind when he was rich. The young man believed it, and some smiles appeared on his face, “It’s you, that’s very good, I’m Golden Exchange Special Representative of Bank…”

He opened the briefcase as he said, but it wasn’t all documents, so it was divided into two parts.

On the left is a tape recorder, the latest model. Its disadvantage is that it does not have a speaker. This also means that the person who uses it does not know what the result of their recording is, and can only play it when they use another tape recorder with speakers.

On the right is a large number of documents, sealed in different archives, and stamped with different labels.

The young man clicked the record button and opened the first document as he said, “Mr. Jonathan, from this moment on, our conversation will be recorded as valid evidence for submission to court when necessary. “

“In order to ensure the legitimacy and validity of this recording, I must inform you that it is working and will record the entire conversation between us on the tape. Do you now know what it does?”

“Can you answer knowing, or not knowing, or I will explain it to you again?”

Jonathan suddenly became a little nervous. He didn’t know what this process meant, but his heart was beating violently, and he swallowed, “I know it was recorded, and our conversation will be recorded. , Is it?”

The young man was satisfied and nodded, “Yes, that’s it, before we start the formal conversation…”, the young man looked inside and decided to finish the conversation in the corridor, “I must follow The charter completes an inquiry process. You can refuse to answer, including stopping our negotiations, but our existing recording will serve as evidence of your refusal to communicate, and provide it to the court and the judge if necessary. Do you understand?”

A series of courts and judges made Mr. Jonathan even more nervous.