Chapter 509: Although the retaliation is late, it has arrived

Then…

Yuan Gangxian then experienced what it was like to be scolded like a sudden violent storm.

"Gang Xian, settle this before it gets completely out of hand—do it now!" Chi Mu Chengping said coldly, "You only have five days!"

Yuan Gangxian panicked upon hearing this and was about to explain: "I—"

But Chi Mu Chengping couldn't be bothered to listen and rudely cut him off: "I don't want to hear your excuses; I only care about the family's honor!"

"This happened because of you; if you can't resolve it, just wait to be called to account by the family!"

"If you had the nerve to cause trouble, you should have the ability to settle it!"

Having said that, Chi Mu Chengping angrily hung up.

"Damn it!"

Yuan Gangxian's face darkened to the point it seemed water could drip from it.

It would have been better if Chunye had called.

It's said so simply—just solve it?

How the hell am I supposed to solve this?

While Yuan Gangxian was scratching his head over this matter,

Chen Yongren also saw the enforcers that Chi Mu Chengping had arranged for himself inside the agency compound.

There were two detachments in total.

One detachment was all in plain clothes, their eyes faintly flashing with menace, while the other wore police uniforms.

Together, the two groups numbered about fifty.

Oh?

The old devil moves fast enough.

We just opened our mouths asking for people, and they're already ready?

Chen Yongren scanned the plain‑clothed group; his visor showed that the left plain‑clothed detachment were all military police, led by a lieutenant.

"Are you sent by Major His Excellency?" Chen Yongren looked at the Japanese lieutenant.

"Hai!" the Japanese lieutenant stepped forward quickly and bowed.

They'd done this kind of personal errand for superiors so many times they'd lost count, and were quite used to it.

Chen Yongren briefly explained the mission, gave the loan and work contracts to that lieutenant to distribute, and subtly outlined the precautions.

In four words:

Courtesy before force.

With the enforcers present, Chen Yongren didn't bother to micromanage, handed the matter over to them, and then sought out Lin Ke Xin.

Anyway, if anyone doesn't understand, they can check the back of the contract, where the collection terms are written.

The two went to the factory manager's office and patiently waited for the staff to report for duty.

Chen Yongren looked forward to the upcoming easy marks who would come knocking.

After waiting so long, the time to reap had finally arrived.

……

Jinmen, a certain Japanese expatriate district.

"Dang dang dang~"

A Japanese middle‑aged bald man who was lying in bed snoring loudly was suddenly awakened by a sharp knocking.

"Mr. Tanabe, are you home?"

"Mr. Tanabe, please open your door."

Tanabe, still half‑asleep, opened the door and saw several people standing outside.

Especially when he saw two police officers outside, his drowsiness vanished instantly.

"Who are you and what do you want?" Tanabe exclaimed in fright.

"Your short‑term loan of 20 yen from Yoshino Company, taken out under the agreement, has matured; today is your repayment date."

"According to the agreement, you should repay us 25 yen."

"Please."

The speaker even bowed.

"Thank you for your trouble," the others also bowed.

This was also specifically instructed by Chen Yongren.

Although they owe me money, we still ought to be polite.

Tanabe was stunned; he had borrowed small change before, but no one had ever demanded payment so politely.

They even bowed.

Their tone was also gentle.

These people are quite courteous.

"How can there be five yen of interest in just a few days?" Tanabe asked in surprise.

"All the amounts are in the contract; you can check it yourself," said the military police officer politely.

Tanabe stared for a moment, then rushed to the bed, rummaged around, found a crumpled paper ball, and unfolded it.

The daily service fee plus interest came to a staggering 0.7 yen.

Tanabe immediately went dumbfounded: "How can it be so much?"

"You signed the contract yourself; this is something you should ask yourself," said the military police officer, still polite.

"Uh… I don't have any money now, but I'll definitely pay you back when I do," Tanabe said, shifting his eyes.

Mr. Tianbian, please stop joking, the contract has already been written, it also has your signature and fingerprint, please pay back the money as soon as possible. The leading military police bowed again.

Bah, I've said I have no money, how do you expect me to pay? The Japanese government owes me 20 yen in subsidies, go ask them for it! Tianbian Yici cursed.

The person who borrowed money from us is you, we only ask you for the money. The military police still politely said: "If you are unwilling, then we can only have the police arrest you and put you in prison."

If the registration is correct, this house belongs to you; if you insist on not paying back the money, then we can only confiscate your house.

Bah, this is my house; if you confiscate it, where am I supposed to live? Tianbian Yici got angry.

Originally, it was only because I could get a house of my own that Tianbian Yilang would not have come to live in Jinmen after leaving his hometown.

You bunch of bastards, I will definitely go to the police station…

He had spoken only halfway when Tianbian Yici suddenly realized, this bunch of fellows had actually brought the police along…

If you want to keep your house, please pay back the money as soon as possible; if you never pay, you will also have to pay a fine. The military police kept repeating the demand for repayment.

But I have no money. Tianbian Yici said with a tearful face: "Even if you force me to die, I still have no money to pay you."

If you have no money, we can provide you with a job position. The military police smiled slightly; "Jinmen has just opened a beverage factory."

Our company has reached an agreement with them to introduce talent.

You can go to work to earn money to pay back; of course, we will deduct a certain service fee each month.

Saying that, he took out a work contract and handed it to Tianbian Yici.

Tianbian Yici's head gradually filled with question marks; he took the contract with a puzzled expression.

Borrowing money and not repaying, yet still able to help someone find a job?

But when he saw the work contract, Tianbian Yici couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth twice.

It wasn't because he was shocked by the meager salary.

But rather that series of deductions; living in the factory, it was almost as if even breathing would cost money.

What kind of factory is this?

Clearly it is a prison.

Every day just loafing, waiting for subsidies, simply unwilling to work.

Of course, you can look for work yourself, but you must pay back the money today; otherwise we can only auction off your house according to the contract. The military police hardened their attitude and waved a hand forcefully.

Two police constables stepped forward quickly, one on each side, seized Tianbian Yici without explanation, and dragged him outside.

"Wait, don't touch my house, I'll go, I'll go!" Tianbian Yici said through gritted teeth; at worst, I'll stick it out for a month, pay off the money, and then quit immediately.

Feeling the retaliation brought by Chen Yongren, Tianbian Yici shed tears of emotion.

At the same time.

The same thing is happening in all Japanese expatriate districts; those Japanese who chose short-term loans have all met with bloody misfortune.

Those Japanese who chose installment repayments, meanwhile, are all laughing at these people's misfortune.

Little do they know.

Their retaliation will become even more fierce and intense.