Chapter 75

After tonight, these people will all come to ask for money. This is only natural, and even if Jiang Shanghua is foolish, he understands this. However, where do they have the money? He only earns five to six thousand a month. Even if he doesn't eat or drink for ten years, he still can't pay off such a large debt. And will those people wait for ten years?

What makes him even more distressed is that he quit his job the day before yesterday. With a debt of several million, why should he go and endure his boss's bad temper? Why should he work if he doesn't want to?

If he had money, he would live like Yang Kang, wearing luxurious clothes, reading books, playing games, or chatting with beautiful girls...

Yang Kang, right...

He has money. Old Wang said that the jade pendant around his neck is worth at least twenty million.

Today, he vaguely heard someone from Langyuan say that he recently made a big deal, selling a vase for forty million euros. Forty million euros, how much is that? The current exchange rate between euros and RMB is about 1 to 8. Forty million euros is over three hundred million RMB.

Jiang Shanghua felt dizzy. How much is that? Even if the bronze bird statue at his house is genuine and worth twenty million, it still can't compare to what Yang Kang has!

For him, one million is just a small number, just like how Yang Chongxuan's father worked for years and didn't earn as much as one of his deals. Moreover, he was very relaxed and could often take Yang Kang out to play.

He hasn't forgotten how Yang Chongxuan used to take Yang Kang out to watch movies, visit parks, and enjoy life. As a child, he envied them so much.

"Hey, how did you get Yang Chongxuan to take you in back then?" Jiang Shanghua pulled a chair and sat in front of Jiang Yan, asking.

Jiang Yan tightly shut his mouth and didn't speak. He and Wei Yan were from the countryside and hadn't read much. Life in the countryside was tough, and he was lazy. That year, he pretended to go to the city to work.

However, after working in a factory in the city for two months, he couldn't bear it anymore. He took advantage of the night shift to steal the factory's equipment and sell it, then tried to run away with the money. But on the third day, the police found him.

Considering it was his first offense and his continuous apologies, he was sentenced to three months in prison.

After three months, he was released, penniless. Due to his criminal record, no factory would hire him. He had once heard from his aunt that she had a nephew named Yang Chongxuan in Jinling, who was well-educated and very wealthy...

So, Jiang Yan begged on the streets and came to Jinling, finding Yang Chongxuan.

But how could Yang Chongxuan take in someone with a theft record and a prison sentence? Jiang Yan had no choice but to kneel before him and beg pitifully. Yang Chongxuan, moved by his plight, finally agreed.

With Yang Chongxuan's help, Jiang Yan gradually settled in the city. This dark past has always been a thorn in his heart, and whenever it was mentioned, he felt uncomfortable...

Last time, when Yang Kang mentioned it, he slapped him out of anger. Now, hearing Jiang Shanghua's question, he couldn't say a word.

Seeing that he wasn't speaking, Jiang Shanghua forcefully tore open his shirt and pressed a cigarette butt into the soft flesh of his stomach.

Jiang Yan screamed in pain, and Jiang Shanghua, fearing someone might hear, covered his mouth.

Jiang Yan bit his hand—

"Ah?" In pain, Jiang Shanghua quickly pulled back his hand, which was now bleeding. He was even more angry and grabbed Jiang Yan's hair, slapping him twice.

Jiang Yan howled and cursed, "Little bastard, beat me to death..."

"Beating you to death would be too easy!" Jiang Shanghua sneered, "If you die, the debt will fall on me." He pulled a towel from Jiang Xiaoyue's bed and stuffed it in Jiang Yan's mouth.

With his hands tied behind his back and his mouth gagged, Jiang Yan could only make muffled sounds but couldn't speak.

Jiang Shanghua didn't say anything, dragged Jiang Yan over, and made him lie on Jiang Xiaoyue's bed. He then searched the room for a suitable tool.

Finally, his eyes fell on a fishing rod in the corner. He went over, broke off the top part, and weighed it in his hand before approaching Jiang Yan.

"Brother, what are you going to do?" Jiang Xiaoyue, terrified, tried to pull Jiang Shanghua back.

Jiang Shanghua, in a fit of anger, swung the bamboo rod and hit Jiang Xiaoyue.

"Ah..." Jiang Xiaoyue immediately burst into tears.

"Mom... Mom..." Jiang Xiaoyue cried, calling for her mother.

"Xiaohua... Xiaohua, don't do this!" Wei Yan, crying, hugged Jiang Shanghua.

"Why are you so foolish?" Jiang Shanghua pushed Wei Yan away, "We sold our house and still owe so much. Do you know what Old Wang's son does? Do you want to go to jail?"

"I..." Wei Yan cried again, "Beating your father to death won't help..."

"I don't want to beat him to death. I just want to know how he got Yang Chongxuan to take him in back then. Now, I want him to beg Yang Kang..." Jiang Shanghua coldly said, looking at Jiang Yan.

However, although Jiang Yan's mouth was gagged and he couldn't speak, he shook his head vigorously.

Seeing this, Jiang Shanghua, enraged, raised the bamboo rod and struck Jiang Yan's buttocks.

After hitting him more than ten times, Jiang Yan's whole body trembled in pain, and he made muffled sounds, struggling desperately. But with his hands tied behind his back, he couldn't escape.

Jiang Shanghua grabbed his hair and pulled him up, saying, "If you're willing to talk, nod. If not, shake your head."

Jiang Yan, both angry and in pain, almost fainted but shook his head vigorously.

Jiang Shanghua pushed him back onto the bed and beat him again with the bamboo rod, leaving Jiang Yan lying on the bed, unable to move.

"Will you talk?" Jiang Shanghua asked.

Jiang Yan, now too afraid to refuse, nodded. Jiang Shanghua then removed the towel from his mouth. Jiang Yan panted heavily, wanting to refuse but fearing more beatings, so he had to tell the truth.

"You're quite good at kneeling and begging, aren't you?" Jiang Shanghua lit another cigarette and said sarcastically, "Since you can do that, go and beg Yang Kang tomorrow just like you did with Yang Chongxuan."

Although he was afraid of Jiang Shanghua, Jiang Yan still gritted his teeth and said, "I won't go!"

The situation now is completely different from back then. Back then, he didn't make Yang Chongxuan stay in a dirty and smelly storage room or humiliate and torture him.

Kneeling and begging would be one thing.

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