Chapter 1723: Visiting to demand payment
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“Hahaha, you're a frank person, CEO Ye! Since you said that, we'll definitely help you take care of this matter beautifully and perfectly. Don't worry, CEO Ye, we'll help you take back the Golden Seas mansion for sure and guarantee Liang Wanjun will leave penniless, end up homeless and become a beggar!” the middle-aged man stood up and a.s.sured her with a clap on his chest.
“Great.” Ye Yiyi nodded. “I'm sure you don't need me to show you out. I'll await good news from you.”
Soon, the middle-aged man stood up and took his leave.
He pulled out his phone and called several numbers.
It didn't take long for several dozen people to rush over fierily with wooden clubs and other weapons hidden in their clothes before making their way to Golden Seas.
About half an hour later, the front door to a mansion at Golden Seas was knocked on.
It was a woman who opened the door. She looked like she was in her 40s or 50s and was dressed plainly with life's hards.h.i.+ps carved into her face.
Liang Wanjun's face looked a lot older than before. Ever since Ye Shaoting and Ye Mufan were arrested, she helplessly washed her face with her tears time after time, unable to do anything about the situation.
If it weren't for her daughter periodically giving her a.s.surance, Liang Wanjun probably wouldn't have been able to keep holding on.
“You…”
Liang Wanjun's expression s.h.i.+fted when she saw the middle-aged man and his gang.
“Heh, Madam Liang Wanjun, look at the long trip we made here! Our legs and feet are seriously hurting. Shouldn't you invite us inside and give my brothers some tea to drink or something?” The middle-aged man greeted her with a snicker.
Liang Wanjun furrowed her brows slightly and shook her head. “I'm the only one home, so it's not convenient…”
She then attempted to close the door.
However, the middle-aged man reached out and caught the door, not giving her a chance to close it.
“What do you want?!” Liang Wanjun shouted.
“Madam Liang Wanjun, look at how you're talking… And you're asking us what we want… Your husband, Ye Shaoting, owes us money and still hasn't finished paying it off yet. That's the truth, no? Paying a debt owed is an unquestionable principle. It's clearly you who's acting shamelessly, so why are you making us out to be the scoundrels? That doesn't make any sense, right?” The middle-aged man scoffed at her.
“Nonsense… Shaoting told us he's paid off all the debt he owed you already!” Liang Wanjun retorted.
“Heh… The things you say. Thank goodness we still have transfer records. Take a look for yourself.” The middle-aged man ordered someone to give him the transfer doc.u.ments and handed them to her.
Liang Wanjun suspiciously skimmed the paper and saw from the transfer record that there was a final missing sum of about 10,000 RMB.
“Alright, I'll get it for you!”
Liang Wanjun turned and entered the house, but the middle-aged man and his group also followed her inside the mansion.
“Tut tut, this mansion is rather nice.”
The middle-aged man examined the interior with satisfaction. Soon, this mansion would belong to them.
Ignorant to his thoughts, Liang Wanjun quickly returned with a handkerchief in hand.
In front of them, she carefully opened the handkerchief.
Inside the handkerchief, there was a stash of worn hundred dollar bills with a few small bills mixed in. It was evidently money that Liang Wanjun saved up through every means possible.
