Transmigrating to Book 50, others hoard rice, I hoard money

Yang Jinlin was stunned. This woman actually carried a butcher knife with her? !

If she really catches up, things will get out of hand.

His original plan was to rob Zhou Rong of her money, then lead Zhou Rong to chase the two thugs, and wait until they reached a remote place. If conditions permitted, he would take the opportunity to knock Zhou Rong unconscious, and then let the two thugs rape her.

If Zhou Rong loses his innocence, he will have no face to live in this world. Even if he survives, he has enough reasons to file for divorce without having to pay any money.

But now Zhou Rong is holding a butcher knife and looks like he is ready to fight to the death, so the lethality is great.

Those two thugs might not be her match.

If I was caught and gave myself away, I would end up losing more than I gained...

Yang Jinlin stopped Zhou Rong and said, "Those two people look like they are not easy to deal with. They are probably the local tyrants. Let's forget about it, so as not to make things worse and alert their gangs, causing unnecessary trouble."

Zhou Rong snorted coldly: "You said it was easy, but that's 400 million, and you're just going to give it up like that?"

Yang Jinlin: "Money is not as important as life. If you offend the local tyrants, you won't be able to spend the money even if you get it!"

Zhou Rong: "I don't care. The money was lost in your hands. You have to take full responsibility. Give me another 400 million and this matter will be over."

After hearing this, Yang Jinlin was so angry that he couldn't speak smoothly: "No... Can you please be reasonable?

I don't print money. The 400 million I gave you yesterday was all raised by me from borrowing from my friends and then from loan sharks.

I haven't paid off the previous one yet, and you want me to borrow again. How can I borrow? Who will lend me money?

Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in the hands of God. Maybe this money is destined to have no connection with us?

If you work hard in the ironworks, your monthly salary will be enough for your expenses. Look at it in a positive way and think about your three children. What will happen to them if something happens to you?"

Zhou Rong looked at Yang Jinlin coldly with a stern face: "Don't tell me those useless things, I just want money, if you don't compensate me, I will never let you go, and you can't even think about getting a divorce!"

Yang Jinlin thought for a moment and decided to change the way of communication: "I definitely can't come up with 400 million. If you force me like this, I won't divorce you. We will continue to live together, and you can give me a fourth or fifth child."

Zhou Rong looked at Yang Jinlin and said jokingly, "Then let's go ahead, who's afraid of who?

I'll beat you three times a day, let's see how long you can last!

If you become paralyzed someday, your good days will come. I will let you experience the feeling of wearing a cotton jacket in summer and shorts in winter. How long you can live depends on how tough your life is. "

Yang Jinlin didn't know whether he was angry or scared, he pointed at Zhou Rong and said "you...you..." for a long time.

Finally, he said angrily: "Evil woman! I have never seen anyone more vicious than you. Why didn't I realize you were so vicious before? I treated you wholeheartedly before!"

Zhou Rong snorted coldly, and after a moment, he seemed to react and dragged Yang Jinlin into the alley next to him.

The butcher knife was placed against his neck, and he asked sternly, "Your behavior is very abnormal. Not only did you stop me from chasing the criminals, but you also kept talking nonsense. Tell the truth, are you in cahoots with them?"

Yang Jinlin pushed Zhou Rong's hand away to prevent the butcher knife from hurting him, and said flatteringly: "What nonsense are you talking about, how could I be in the same group with those local tyrants?

I worked so hard to get together that money, and now it's been robbed. I'm more heartbroken than you. I will have to spend the rest of my life trying to pay back the money. How many people in this world are more miserable than me?

You go back to the hotel first, I will ask the police to help me deal with this matter and try to get the money back."

Zhou Rong: "You are old and your reaction is slow. You can still be robbed of your suitcase. You will not be able to explain the whole story when you go to the police station. I will go with you and explain the whole story to the police to help them handle the case."

Yang Jinlin was startled and asked in a low voice: "How are you going to explain the origin of the money to the police?"

Zhou Rong: "Of course I told the truth. The money was resettlement fees you gave me and my child. It was aboveboard. What's there to hide?"

Yang Jinlin: "As cadres, we must set an example and are forbidden to borrow money at high interest rates. If you sell me out, my future will be ruined."

Zhou Rong: "I don't care, I just want the money. If you don't give me the money, I will go to the police and ask them to help me get the money back."

Faced with the "stubborn" Zhou Rong, Yang Jinlin had no idea what to do. In order to get away as quickly as possible, he went to ask the two gangsters for money to avoid any more accidents.

I had no choice but to say, "Well, if the money can't be recovered, I'll find a way to get you 50 yuan, which will be enough for you and the children for a long time."

Zhou Rong: "Am I crazy or are you stupid? Four hundred million in exchange for 50? No way!"

Yang Jinlin sighed heavily and said tiredly: "I mean, if the money can be taken back, I will definitely give it to you without a cent less. If I can't take it back, I will give you another 50 as compensation.

As a couple, can I really watch you and your child suffer?"

Zhou Rong kept a cold face and did not respond to express his protest.

A man was walking by the alley carrying a steel pot and fried dough sticks. He saw Zhou Rong holding a knife to Yang Jinlin's neck and yelled in Jiangcheng dialect, "Hey! What are you doing there? You're holding a knife. Don't mess around. Believe it or not, I'll call the police."

Zhou Rong's expression changed in an instant, and she cried, "Brother, he went to cheat on me, and I caught him in the act. He turned around and scolded and beat me, and said he wanted to divorce me."

"Oh, he deserves a beating. You should give him a good beating. If you don't, he will steal again next time." After the man said this, he glared at Yang Jinlin and walked away as if nothing had happened.

Yang Jinlin: “???…”

After the man walked away, Zhou Rong regained her arrogant and stern expression, put the blade close to Yang Jinlin's ear, and said coldly: "I warned you before not to play tricks with me, it seems that you didn't listen to me at all.

Since the ears are just for show, cut them off to make room for your brain!"

Seeing that Zhou Rong had a serious face and didn't seem to be lying, Yang Jinlin guessed that she was sick again and was so scared that his breathing became rapid.

"Well... let's talk it over nicely... it's just money, I'll go get it for you, try to get as much as possible, okay? Put the knife away first."

Zhou Rong: "Give me every penny of the four hundred million."

"I can't promise you this right now. If the money can't be recovered, I'll go to a loan shark and lend you 200 million. This is my limit. If it's more, I can't get it back even if you kill me."

Zhou Rong pretended to be in deep thought, and after a while, he said, "You are a very cunning person, I don't believe what you say.

How about this, we both make a compromise. You write me an IOU for 100 million, and I allow you to pay it in installments.

Give me half of your monthly salary and allowances until you pay off the 100 million.

At the same time, you have to agree to one condition of mine. Once the matter is settled, we will go back to our hometown to get a divorce tomorrow."