Super Entertainment Tycoon

"I thought it was only 470,000, and 600,000 will be returned to you in two days. Now let me get out of here!" Ding Bo is still an overbearing president.

"Hehe, you **** doesn't have a backache while standing and talking. If you have the ability to return it to us now." The middle-aged woman almost laughed at him.

"Just pay it back, wait for the little master to make a call, you poor guys!" Ding Bo called Du Lei's phone from the communicator.

"Xiaobo, stop making trouble." Ding Bo's father stopped his son. He can't bear to tell his son that he killed his family, and wants him to live in a wonderful fantasy.

As soon as I was about to open my mouth to explain to a group of relatives, I saw a group of big men rushing in at the door, pointing to Ding Bo and shouting, "Grab that kid for me, dare to play with us, first let him have a leg!"

I saw four big men pushing away the crowd at the entrance of the room. They were strong and aggressive, and these relatives who came to ask for the account did not dare to say anything.

Ding Bo was still standing on the bed and yelling and was dragged to the ground by four strong men.

"Who are you, I don't know you!" Ding Bo's eyes were a little frightened when he was treated so rudely.

The leading man hit Ding Bo's face door with a punch, causing his nosebleeds to flow out on the spot, "Boy, just pretend to be stupid with your brother, right? Hit me!"

Ding Bo was kicked to the ground. Before he could see the faces of a few people, he was beaten and kicked. He could only protect the front door, nest into a shrimp, and screamed ceaselessly.

"Don't fight, don't fight!" Ding Bo's father hurried up to stop him, but was also kicked over.

My son and husband were beaten in front of them, and Ding Bo's mother didn't care about it, still looking forward with a blank stare, "Five million, five million, my family still has one billion, one billion..."

As for those relatives, they looked at everything that happened before them like a joke. They didn't mean to discourage them at all, and even gloated.

It may be because of tiredness, the four big men stopped.

Ding Bo's father knelt to the ground with a thump, and knocked his head loudly, "I beg you, some elder brothers, stop beating, my son doesn't know you!"

"Don't know? Huh!" The leader elder brother directly threw out a blank sheet of paper with only a few words on it, and the word borrowed on the top was greatly reflected in the eyes of Ding Bo's father.

I wrote a loan of 500,000 yuan. Below is Ding Bo's signature and handprint.

"Five...five hundred thousand? When did you owe five hundred thousand?" Ding Bo's father wiped his eyes and looked at the date on it. It turned out to be a few days ago. At that time, the family hadn't gone bankrupt. How could his son go outside? What about borrowing money?

Looking at Ding Bo with a puzzled look, the latter waved his hand continuously, "Impossible, you lied to me. The half-million Du brother owed by the casino has already been paid back to me. Don't swindle me!"

The leader kicked Ding Bo again and made him cry out, "You little mess ran very fast, if it weren’t for Boss Du to tell us that we didn’t know that you came so far, tell me go!"

As the big man said, he lifted Ding Bo from the ground. Ding Bo's small body that was hollowed out by alcohol could not resist the big man, and he was held in his hand just like a little chicken.

"Go, where are you taking me!" he cried out in horror.

"I cut off my limbs and let Laozi go begging for food, and when will I get enough for half a million!"

"No, I don't want it! Please let me go!" Ding Bo shouted helplessly, "Dad, dad, save me, save me!"

Ding Bo's father, who was still kneeling on the ground, hugged the leader's calf, "Please, don't embarrass my son. I will pay the money, and we will pay it."

"Repay the money? Then quickly give Lao Tzu half a million out!"

"I... this..." Five hundred thousand, Ding Bo's father, who was as heavy as a mountain, couldn't breathe. The four hundred thousand of relatives over there still couldn't pay back, what should I do with the five hundred thousand!

Ding Bo’s father was ashen ashes. His eyes were walking back and forth between these gangsters and relatives who wanted to pay. There was no hope at all. The family of three is now penniless and has nowhere to go, even relatives. Pushing them to a dead end.

"Inflict evil! Inflict evil!" He finally found out what serious consequences he had caused by spoiling his son so much. Last time he suffered a loss in gambling, he didn't know how to repent, and he owed a usury of 500,000 in the casino!

"Hey, it seems someone needs help." A dying voice sounded outside the door, and everyone subconsciously looked in that direction.

Lin Fan appeared in everyone's faces like a dog, and Ding Bo's father's eyes began to shine when he looked at him.

Before he could speak, Lin Fan spoke first, "Mr. Ding, it seems that you need help. You just got the news that you don't even have your company, hey."

"Boss Lin, Boss Lin, it's great, it's great to see you." Ding Bo's father crawled to Lin Fan's feet, "Boss Lin, help me, look at the face of my Lili. I."

"Help, I must help." Lin Fan motioned to him to stand up first and looked around, "Let's talk about it all, how much does Mr. Ding owe you?"

"Who are you? Can you pay him back?" The middle-aged woman looked at Lin Fan suspiciously, "Do you know how much money they owe? Not only ours, more than 400,000 yuan, but also those elder brothers who owe them 500,000! "

"Oh, one million." Lin Fan nodded, "Anything else?" His last sentence was for Xiang Ding Bo's father.

"No, no!" Ding Bo's father shook his head vigorously.

"Just this little money makes you like this? All right, help others to the end."

"Thank you, thank you Mr. Lin, our family will definitely find a way to repay you this money, thank you, thank you." Ding Bo's father said that he was going to kneel and kowtow again. He felt that Lin Fan was the Bodhisattva of their family's rescue .

"Don't worry about thanking me, I said helping you is not paying you back."

"Then you?" The joy on Ding Bo's father's face disappeared without a trace. He had a bad feeling.

"Oh, don't you look at me like this. They all said that the bell must be tied to the bell. The money your family owes will naturally be paid by your family." Lin Fan buckled his finger and rushed to the door and shouted, " Ding Li, come in!"

"Ding Li!" A group of relatives exclaimed when they heard the name.

But Ding Bo's father immediately became dull after hearing the words Ding Li, "Li...Lily?"

Everyone at the door unanimously gave up a way, and saw a young woman coming up pretty, high-heeled shoes colliding with the floor tiles, making noises.