Chapter 272 Clearing the Snow
"But what kind of job can he do? It's not that I look down on him, he has never had a proper job in his life. He can't do anything except spending money! When his parents were alive, his car alone was mortgaged three times!" Someone in the crowd looked at him with disdain.

Seeing such a large amount of gold, everyone felt more at ease.

"The factory is always short of people. He can still go to the construction site. In two years, he can deliver takeout or cook lobsters... He is not dead. Is he really going to lie at home all day and do nothing?"

Li Zhuangsheng sneered, without even looking at Zhu Shan. But Zhu Shan's face had turned the color of liver, and he lowered his head in shame.

"I know a friend. The battery factory there is still recruiting people. The salary is 4,000 yuan a month, including food and accommodation." The fat man glanced at Zhu Shan.

"The salary is quite high, so let's go there." Li Zhuangsheng nodded and agreed.

The fat man stepped forward and slapped Zhu Shan, saying viciously: "Speak, are you going to do it or not?"

"Go ahead and do it. There's nothing we can't do." Zhu Shan said with his head down.

"If you want to do it, do it well. If you don't get my money back, I'll kill you!"

"A dead person is worth half a million dollars." Li Zhuangsheng said indifferently, and it was unclear whether he was sincere or joking. "If he were dead, I wouldn't have to wait ten years. I could get the marriage certificate when I was old enough."

The fat man laughed: "Are you so cruel to your father-in-law?"

Li Zhuangsheng smiled and said, "He is not. My dad said that I can have a relationship with Zhu Zhixue, but with a father like her, I can't let her into my house... Haha, otherwise I wouldn't have spent ten years observing her."

"Life is only a breath, how can some people live with peace of mind? Are they born to collect debts from their families?" Someone in the crowd cursed with contempt.

"Zhu Shan, you have found a good son-in-law. Be a decent person in the future. You have ruined your family and your wife and children have been separated. You should be more sensible now!"

"You have to start a new life in the future. This guy is really good. Otherwise, who would care whether you live or die? Now only your daughter will worry about you!"

Everyone was talking at once in a sanctimonious and earnest manner, as if they had become friends who cared about him.

Zhu Shan listened to everyone's heart-piercing words with a red face, and his eyes turned red without him noticing.

……

It was late at night, the table was littered with cups and plates, and everyone had left satisfied, leaving only Li Zhuangsheng, the man with gold-rimmed glasses, and the fat man.

"Thank you Uncle He for today." Li Zhuangsheng thanked the man with gold-rimmed glasses with a smile.

"No need to thank me. It was all your idea. You are so brave. Like father, like son." The other person adjusted his glasses and said with a smile.

"Thank you too, Uncle Hua." Li Zhuangsheng also bowed to the fat man.

"No, no, Zhu Shan didn't owe me much money anyway, so I don't care!" The fat man who had been ferocious to Li Zhuangsheng, now had a smiling face.

In fact, after getting the creditor's information from Zhu Shan, Li Zhuangsheng found that he seemed to know the one named He, and after confirming with Li Minghua, he found that he was indeed his friend. To say that they were friends was actually just acquaintances who had met once, but with Li Minghua's current status, ordinary acquaintances could be old friends he hadn't seen for many years.

So Li Minghua invited the man with gold-rimmed glasses to his home for dinner on the second night of the Chinese New Year. Li Minghua did not say anything inappropriate, but Li Zhuangsheng mentioned his idea to the other party in front of Li Minghua. Li Minghua smiled and said he was joking, and the matter was settled.

To make the process smoother, the gold-rimmed glasses also introduced a fat man named Hua. Although he was also a creditor, he only lent Zhu Shan 40,000 yuan, so he was easily persuaded to cooperate. Because he borrowed the least money, Li Zhuangsheng asked him to play the good guy.

Zhu Shan couldn't refuse to pay back his debts, because it was unreasonable, even Director Yan thought so. But Li Zhuangsheng naturally couldn't let his parents act as guarantors, and it was a bit far-fetched to find a middleman to guarantee more than one million yuan at present. Even if it worked, he would still owe a lot of favors. So after thinking about it, Li Zhuangsheng could only do it himself.

"Oh, Uncle He, please keep these." Li Zhuangsheng handed the gold sheet to the man with the gold-rimmed glasses again. "If possible, it would be best if you could keep these two pieces of gold. I will redeem them in seven years. These two pieces of gold have special meanings, so it would be best if they were originals."

"Okay, then I'll accept it first, and I'll try my best to keep it for you. Please tell Director Li that the money will be in the account tomorrow, and the annual interest rate is only 2 percentage points." The man with gold-rimmed glasses said with a smile.

"Didn't you say three o'clock?"

"Because I have a good relationship with Director Li, I only charge him three points. But now I have a good relationship with you as well, so I will reduce one point." The man with gold-rimmed glasses smiled.

"Haha, we are in the same group. Maybe some of them have already figured it out." The fat man laughed.

"It's too late to react, and they have no other choice."

Li Zhuangsheng also laughed.

Money is not a problem. Seven years later, Li Zhuangsheng's stock investment will reach its peak. By then, Zhu Zhixue will have over 100 million in cash in her account, and these debts will be a drop in the bucket.

The most important thing to Li Zhuangsheng is Zhu Zhixue's safety. Today, these people seem to be kind and benevolent, but that's just to Li Zhuangsheng. Those who can borrow so much gambling debt from Zhu Shan are naturally not good men and women. He just wants to solve this matter as soon as possible and let Zhu Zhixue get rid of the potential danger completely.

Now that the matter has been resolved, Zhu Zhixue no longer has to worry about her life or her father.

It can be said that the most troublesome thing has been solved.

After saying goodbye to the remaining two people, Li Zhuangsheng walked out of the hotel and searched for his electric bike.

I spent a lot of money on the dinner today. If I hadn't visited relatives on the second day of the Chinese New Year and received some lucky money, it would have been a lot. Fortunately, the manuscript fee for this month is about to be paid.

Come to think of it, I don’t know if it’s because of Li Minghua’s promotion, but this year’s New Year’s money seems to be a little more than I remembered.

Soon, Li Zhuangsheng recognized his electric bike.

There was a light snowfall, and the cushions were also covered with a layer of crystal white snow. He sighed, took out a tissue from his pocket, and gently wiped off the snow.

He has had the habit of carrying a pack of tissues with him since high school. He still remembers that one day, someone in his class had Hu Mengdie as a QQ friend and forwarded a post by Hu Mengdie, which roughly said that carrying tissues with you makes a boy look very gentlemanly.

Since Hu Mengdie said so, Li Zhuangsheng would carry a pack of tissues in his pocket when he went out from then on, because it was a manifestation of gentlemanliness. Although he still didn't know what was "gentlemanly" about this behavior, it was indeed very convenient when he needed it.

If you think about it carefully, it seems that the post was not originally written by Hu Mengdie. She was just one of the people who forwarded the popular post.

The snow was like salt. After wiping the cushion, Li Zhuangsheng prepared to go home. The snow was not heavy, so he was too lazy to put on a raincoat. Besides, for a young man of literary talent, the scenery at this time, not wearing a raincoat that gets in the way, letting the gentle snowflakes hit the body, can cater to the poetic feeling of "standing alone in the world, the breeze sprinkles the orchid snow".

As soon as Li Zhuangsheng inserted the car key, his cell phone vibrated slightly.

Was it Li Xiuyu asking him when he would be back? Li Zhuangsheng took out his cell phone and looked at it. The sender was Lin Yuehua.

(End of this chapter)