People in the courtyard: starting from the canteen director

"Ran Qiuye, I don't even know which green onion you are."

"I dare not date you."

"I'm afraid you're going to change your face again if you look good."

"I didn't have a heart attack, but I was scared to get sick."

Yan Jiecheng was extremely embarrassed.

If it was someone else, he would dare to tease him face to face.

He was afraid that he would turn on his face and beat someone up.

The issue is.

The one in front of him is the number one old bastard in the courtyard.

His father, Yan Bugui, has to take good care of him, for fear that he will offend someone at some point.

Third-uncle Liu Haizhong, it's more like a mouse seeing a cat and not daring to provoke He Daqing.

Yan Xiecheng, a junior, wouldn't dare to break ground when he was too old.

Isn't this a draw?

Yan Jiecheng really wanted to turn around 0.2 and leave.

However, he knew he couldn't go.

I can only ask Uncle He.

Because last night, he even went to find Liu Haizhong, but he was also rejected.

Liu Haizhong is not stupid.

Knowing that Yan Jiecheng was free to go to Pigeon Market all day long, he might commit a crime and go in at some point.

Wouldn't the money borrowed by then be in vain.

Moreover.

Yan Bugui and He Daqing made a lot of money, earning a lot more money than Liu Haizhong, this father didn't care, he was a neighbor, why should he meddle in other's business.

[-]- Uncle Yi Zhonghai is warm-hearted and expressed his willingness to borrow money.

There is only one requirement.

That is, let Yan Jiecheng tell the ins and outs of the matter.

This is not to kill Yan Jiecheng.

It is taboo to speculate in the black market.

He refused to say even if he was killed.

So, after working all night and barely falling asleep, Yan Jiecheng still ran to find He Daqing.

Chapter 221 Qin Jingru: I'm still a child!

Siheyuan, He's family.

Yan Jiecheng was in a hurry.

Can't borrow any more money.

His dream will be shattered.

The matter of entering the factory fell through.

Return to the state of vagrants.

Really want that.

Don't say Yu Li looks down on him.

He despises himself.

Although there are risks in the pigeon market, the money comes quickly.

In two days, Qin Huairu can earn a month's salary.

Who is willing to stop?

Although I lost two sets of pigs into the water inexplicably yesterday, and was plotted against in the woods again

However, Yan Jiecheng decided that it was just an accident.

Business has to go on.

At most, change from Pigeon City in Nancheng to Beicheng or Xicheng.

Trees move to death, people move to live.

Can the elders be suffocated by urine?

Because of this, Yan Jiecheng finally figured it out.

Can't ask anyone.

I can only ask Uncle He, an invisible local tyrant.

Yan Jiecheng said with a smile on his face, "Uncle! I know you're upset."

"Or else."

"You hit me a few times."

"Calm down."

"The money that should be borrowed should be lent to me."

"Just for my father's sake."

"give me an opportunity."

He Daqing smiled, "You said this, don't be angry later."

"Uncle 03 has never encountered such a request in his life."

while talking.

He Daqing raised his hand and bowed left and right.

Clap clap clap!

Slap loudly.

Sure enough, Yan Jiecheng was slapped a few times.

Yan Jiecheng didn't pay attention at all, his face instantly swelled like a pig's head.

He was so angry in his heart.

But, what else can I do.

Could it be that he picked up his sleeve and had a fight with Uncle He?

If he wins the battle, he will get a notoriety of bullying the elderly.

If you lose, it will be even more embarrassing.

He couldn't even beat a little old man, so he lived in vain for two to ten years.

What should I do?

I can only endure it.

Yan Jiecheng took a few deep breaths and said, "Uncle! Have you calmed down yet?"

"Hit it too."

"It's time to borrow money."

"If you help me this time."

"You are my uncle."

"I will honor you from now on."

He Daqing looked at him and smiled playfully, "Really?"

"Little brat, my conscience has been discovered."

"Okay, it's okay to borrow money."

"Mature is ripe."

"The interest can't be less."

"Uncle, this is not the Tianchao Charity Federation."

Yan Jiecheng listened.

Ni-ma!It's too dark!

Interest?

Well, bear with it.

Anyway, the pigeon market makes money quickly, so it doesn't matter if you give some interest.

Yan Jiecheng nodded, "How much profit, you say."

He Daqing blurted out, "Five yuan interest per week."

"Don't be too expensive."

"Uncle asked about it."

"According to your earning speed."

"I earned almost 60 yuan in five days."

"It's not easy to pay back the money."

Yan Jiecheng came here to scold her.

But when I heard it, it made sense.

Five bucks is five bucks.

At any rate, the immediate difficulties were solved.

As long as it is paid off within a week, the principal and interest will be 65 yuan.

Still within his acceptable range.

Yan Jiecheng could only say, "You decide the rules."

"I'll write the IOU right away."

He Daqing smiled, "Wait."

"there's one more thing."

"In view of your poor performance."

"You owe Uncle another 300 yuan."

"Now also start to accrue interest."

"Considering your limited capacity."

"Then tentatively, the weekly interest is ten yuan."

"Until you pay off the debt."

Yan Jiecheng felt like he was about to suffocate.

it means.

He has to bear the additional interest of 40 yuan per month.

Look at the whole courtyard.

For more than 40% of the people, their monthly salary does not reach the figure of [-] yuan.

He almost couldn't help but want to complain.