After the military marriage, the stupid beauty wants to run away from her husband

The contract lay crumpled in the trash can. The club manager looked regretful. He patiently counseled Song Changzhou, "I've been working for so many years and have seen a lot of these things. You're getting lucky! Miss Zhang is different from other rich women."

Song Changzhou said unhappily: "What's the difference?"

Aren’t they all power-for-sex transactions?

"Young man, I advise you not to be impulsive. Other wealthy women are so old. They may be rich, but they are not young. Moreover, Miss Zhang looks like a top-notch figure. I don't know how many men from prominent families would be attracted to Miss Zhang! To be able to fall for you, isn't this incredible wealth!"

The manager nudged Song Changzhou with his elbow, feeling a little disdainful of his pretense of being noble.

"There are many people here who have been favored by sisters and adopted as younger brothers, but you are the only young and beautiful one. You'd better be sensible."

Song Changzhou didn't want to stay any longer. Thinking about his father's medical expenses and the family debt, he really couldn't bear to turn around and leave.

He bowed to the manager and said, "Thank you for your advice, manager. I'm not ungrateful, but I just can't accept it."

After saying that, he opened the door and left the room without waiting for the manager to react.

He could temporarily ignore those troubles when he was busy at the club, but even though he didn't want to worry, the troubles still found him.

The vibration of the phone reached Song Changzhou's thigh. He took out his phone from his pocket and saw "Mom" on it.

[Hey! Mom, what's wrong?]

[Xiaozhou! Some debt collectors came to the hospital just now, they…] A choked sob came from the other end of the phone.

"Mom, don't worry. Is it a big deal? We're not refusing to pay you back. We need to give it some time! I've already paid back part of it. Why are you still going to the hospital? Wait, call the police first. I'll be there right away."

The next day, after Song Changzhou came out of the police station, he felt like his soul had been taken away. He had not eaten a single grain of rice since yesterday afternoon and his mouth was dry.

He bought an egg-filled pancake on the roadside and swallowed it in just two bites. He also bought a bottle of mineral water and drank it in one gulp before he felt a little bit back to life.

He first went home, turned on his computer, searched for information related to the company's business, made a record, and called each company one by one.

This is his daily routine. No matter how small the order is, he will take it.

But the whole morning passed and no order was successful. This feeling of frustration drained his physical strength and he felt much more tired than when he was training in the army.

I couldn't help but rub my face with my hands.

The phone rang, and Song Changzhou answered it. "Mr. Song, I'm from Anxinjia Real Estate Agency. Someone is willing to buy your two-bedroom apartment. They just want a discount of 100,000 yuan on the original price. After all, the apartment is too old."

"My house is already over a hundred thousand yuan cheaper than the market price. I'm short of money, not brains. It's up to him to take it or not." Song Changzhou was so angry he had no place to vent.

This house is the last house their family owned. It was a small house before my parents started their business. They kept it because of its commemorative significance.

Since the business failed, all the valuable things in the house have been sold, including several luxury houses and cars. Now he can't keep this one either. The price is not high, and it can almost cover the medical expenses of Song Changzhou's father.

If it's another 100,000 less, he'll have to find a way to raise the money, so the current price is the bottom line.

Song Changzhou went to the bathroom to wash his face to make himself more energetic, then sat in front of the computer to start looking for business.

A company suddenly needed a large quantity of equipment. He communicated with them over the phone and planned to go over and take a look tomorrow.

Before he knew it, it was already afternoon. He had forgotten to eat lunch and hurried to the club.

As soon as I walked in, a colleague called out, "Wendy, someone's looking for you."

Song Changzhou looked in the direction his colleague pointed. He knew those people. They were all debt collectors. He didn't expect that they had found his workplace.

"Song Changzhou, when will you pay back the money you owe our family? It's been so long."

"And my company has to pay its workers too! I heard you're selling your house. If you have money, won't you have to pay it back?"

"Pay us back the money, you must pay us back today, otherwise we will make trouble here."

He was instantly surrounded by a group of people, and his colleagues and customers were all pointing and talking in his direction.

Song Changzhou tried to explain to the other party but no one listened, and the situation became more and more chaotic.

Soon the club manager came to the crowd. He pulled away the hand of one of the people who was grabbing Song Changzhou's collar and shouted rudely, "What are you doing here? This is a high-end club, not a vegetable market."

After the security guards separated the crowd, the club manager said, "I have called the police. I demand that you leave immediately."

Those debt collectors finally found out where Song Changzhou worked, so how could they let it go so easily?

He cursed at Song Changzhou, "You old rascal, do you think we can't find you if you hide? You must pay me back today, or I will fight you."

The club manager said to Song Changzhou, "Song Changzhou, you are fired. You don't have to go to work today. I will pay you the expenses for the next two days, and you can leave now!"

The club manager looked at everyone angrily, "You guys don't want to leave, right? Don't blame me for kicking you out. I don't care what grudge you have with Song Changzhou. If you delay our business, no one will have a good life."

Those debt collectors naturally didn't want to give up, but they couldn't make a scene in the club either. The boss behind such a high-end place must have an extraordinary background, so they gathered at the front and back doors and waited.

After Song Changzhou took a few hundred dollars from the club, everyone rushed up and snatched the money away. During the snatching process, Song Changzhou's mobile phone was thrown to the ground and the entire screen was shattered.

Those people were not satisfied with the few hundred dollars they received, so they cursed a few times before leaving.

Song Changzhou picked up the phone on the ground and tried to turn it on. He found that the phone was still usable, but it was broken too much and some parts of the screen were not visible.

He now truly understood what it felt like to be unlucky and even drinking cold water would get stuck in his teeth.

It's impossible to repair the phone, so just use it as long as it works for making calls.

He didn't even have a hundred dollars on him.

Thinking about going to the company he had arranged to visit online to see a project tomorrow, he became worried. The place was far away from his home, almost a hundred kilometers away. It would be quick to get there by car, but the money he had left was not enough for the round-trip transportation.

He suddenly felt a little regretful. He shouldn't have been so impulsive in the morning. The cheaper it was, the better. Even if the house was 100,000 yuan cheaper, it might not be suitable. If he bargained with the other party, he might be willing to buy it if the price was 40,000 yuan cheaper.

Having made up his mind, Song Changzhou contacted the agent over the phone again, hoping to sell the house for another 30,000 yuan cheaper, leaving some room for bargaining.

But the other party, as if he had already taken him in, said arrogantly, "Mr. Song, it would have been great if you had agreed this morning. The buyer didn't want the price I told you, and now wants a 150,000 yuan discount. I had to persuade them to agree to a 120,000 yuan discount. If you agree, I'll work overtime and come over to sign the contract right now."