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I Get A Random New Occupation Every Week (Web Novel) - Chapter 4028: Chapter 4016: Others Also Owe Me Money
Chapter 4028: Chapter 4016: Others Also Owe Me Money
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"What did you say? You want me to sell the necklace now?"
Liu Zhan glared, full of rage, attempting to scare off Lin Yi this way.
But Lin Yi remained unmoved, only smiling and nodding.
"You’ll have to sell it sooner or later. Now’s the perfect time with gold prices soaring, you can get a good price, definitely enough to pay off the debt."
"Are you kidding me? I said I’d pay back in a week, stop nagging me, you’re ruining my mood for playing cards."
"It’s impossible for us to leave before the matter is fully resolved," Lin Yi said.
"You now have two options: either sell the gold necklace with us, or we’ll proceed with legal action."
"You want to sue me? You think I’m easily scared?"
"We are journalists. If we didn’t have this capability, we wouldn’t be doing this job."
Liu Zhan’s expression was terrifyingly grim. He also knew that journalists were more difficult to deal with than he imagined.
If he didn’t find a way to solve them, they wouldn’t leave easily.
Thinking of this, Liu Zhan looked at Yang Wantong’s father, "How much do I still owe you?"
"You still owe me 30,000 yuan."
"Show me the receipts."
Yang Wantong’s father handed over all the receipts in his hand.
"Look, they’re all here."
Liu Zhan, with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the receipts in his hand. His speed was fast enough that whether he could actually see them was unknown, but he tore them all halfway through.
"What are you doing!"
Yang Wantong shouted angrily, "Liu Zhan, don’t go too far. This is already illegal."
"Stop telling me this useless stuff. Now without receipts, what evidence do you have that I owe you money?"
"You!"
"What’s the point? 30,000 yuan isn’t much. To be honest, I feel it’s not worth it for you."
Lin Yi walked over and picked up the broken receipts from the ground.
They weren’t torn too badly; a little repair could still make them usable.
Liu Zhan realized something was wrong. If they managed to piece the receipts together, it wouldn’t be good for him.
"Get lost!"
Liu Zhan pushed Lin Yi, but Lin Yi reacted faster, grabbing his hand and suddenly twisting it upwards.
Ah—
A scream echoed, and Hou Zhitao timely shut off the camera.
There was no need to record this anymore.
"What are you trying to do!"
The people playing cards with Liu Zhan rushed forward immediately, swinging fists at Lin Yi.
Lin Yi held onto Liu Zhan’s hand, showing no intention of letting go.
Seeing his companions rushing over, he swiftly raised a leg, kicking one away instantly, while the other two stood there, too scared to move, staring at Lin Yi speechless.
At this time, Liu Zhan’s body was already twisted, his face pale, with sweat pouring.
"To be honest with you, I didn’t expect the police to solve the problem. The reason I let them come here is to buy time, gather some extra footage, as the process still needs to be completed. Now that it’s over, it’s time to deal with you."
"What kind of journalist are you, trying to solve the problem by hitting people?"
"Don’t put that label on me. I came to pick up the receipts. You attacked me first, so I had to defend myself."
Lin Yi increased the pressure on his hand, causing Liu Zhan’s body to twist even more.
"Do you want to gather cash to pay the debt or want to sell the gold necklace? Give me an answer now."
"I—I don’t have money..."
"No money is easy to solve, now come with us, sell the necklace."
"M-my gold necklace is fake, I bought it for 300 yuan."
Lin Yi: ???
Turns out you’re a fake big shot?
Everyone was surprised looking at Liu Zhan, who had previously boasted about his gold necklace, claiming it was bought for tens of thousands, only to find out it was fake.
"Talking so tough, I thought you were quite the boss, but you’re wearing a fake necklace. What should I say about you?"
"Brother, let’s talk properly, this isn’t the place. Can we go outside and talk? I’ll definitely give you an explanation."
"You’ve said that, I’ll surely give you some face. Let’s go, follow me outside."
Lin Yi took Liu Zhan outside with Yue Sijing and others following behind.
Without outsiders around, under Lin Yi’s intimidation, Liu Zhan’s attitude improved and became more humble.
"Brother, I really don’t have money to pay them now. All my money totals less than 10,000 yuan. Can you give me more time?"
"You’ve been mixing for so many years, where did the money go? Didn’t blow it all on entertaining yourself?"
"Not really, I sent the chickens and eggs collected to the factory, but they haven’t paid me yet, just saying they’re tight on funds and asked me to wait a bit longer. I’m stuck in this situation."
Hearing this, everyone was surprised, not expecting a third-party involvement in the matter.
"What’s the name of this factory you mentioned?"
"Tai Feng Food Processing Plant, they take chickens from farmers and sell them as free-range chickens. I’ve asked for the money multiple times, but they haven’t given it, to be honest, it’s tough for me too."
"If that’s the case, you should have receipts on this, right?"
"Yes, they’re all kept in my home."
"Take us there."
"I’ve also bought a house in the county, follow me."
"Let’s go."
Lin Yi drove, bringing everyone to the county, arriving at Liu Zhan’s home.
The house isn’t large, about sixty-plus square meters, messy inside, even emitting a strange odor.
Entering the house, Liu Zhan went to the TV cabinet, found a plastic bag full of receipts inside.
"The money they owe me is all here, have a look."
Lin Yi looked through them carefully.
"They owe you a total of more than 80,000 yuan?"
"Aside from the Yang family’s money, I owe several others too, over and over for more than a year, they kept delaying without paying, I’m also helpless."
"Come on, take us to this factory, let’s also help you get the money back."
"Thank you everyone, journalist comrades."
The group got back in the car, guided by Liu Zhan, they arrived at Tai Feng Food Processing Plant.
"Who do you usually contact there?"
"Someone named Wu Guangwei, their deputy factory manager."
"Make a call first, see if he’s at the factory."
"Got it."
Liu Zhan took out his phone and dialed Wu Guangwei’s number.
"Factory Manager Wu, it’s Liu Zhan, I have something to discuss with you."
"When will you be back? I’m waiting here."
"Alright, alright, then I’ll wait until you return from the business trip."
After speaking, Liu Zhan hung up the phone.
"Wu Guangwei said he’s on a business trip and will be back in a few days, so we probably can’t meet him now."
