"I said... what are you going to do?" Mr. Jonathan shook his body uncomfortably, so that the loose parts of the chair under his **** creaked when rubbed.

The young man smiled at him, "Don’t be nervous, Mr. Jonathan, this is just a routine process, you know, it’s like when you want to do something, someone will always ask you why you want to do it, it doesn’t mean What, it’s just a process, but it’s a necessary process."

The young man opened the bag of documents and took out the documents when he was talking. While checking the documents, he continued to ask questions such as "Mr. Jonathan, are you sure that your consciousness is now in a sober state?" and "You Can you simply calculate... the result of these numbers", "Do you know your rights?" and so on.

After finally answering a series of questions, the young man took out his business card and handed it to Mr. Jonathan, "Mr. Jonathan, this is my business card. Today I am speaking with you on behalf of the Sabine Branch of Jinhui Bank. problem……"

　　 Mr. Jonathan picked up the business card and looked at it. He faintly felt that something bad had happened, so he nodded.

　　 "Mr. Jonathan..."

In the next period of time, Mr. Jonathan began to show signs of panic, tinnitus, and dizziness. He felt that his head was getting bigger and bigger, and the whole world could not hold his head. As the young bank commissioner kept talking, his The head may explode anytime, anywhere!

In this extremely painful process, he has understood what the young man meant. Because he violated the loan contract with Jinhui Bank, the bank decided to terminate the loan relationship between them and recover all the loans and loans. The interest generated during the borrowing process.

　　 To put it simply, the bank found that Mr. Jonathan’s name did not have enough money to pay the debt he owed the bank, so the federal law now gives the bank the right to auction off the property under Mr. Jonathan’s name.

　　 Now the commissioner is only ordered to tell Mr. Jonathan that he has nothing except this apartment, including his factory, his products, and his dreams. These will all be turned into auction items for repayment of bank loans and be auctioned legally.

　　What it feels like to increase blood pressure, many people may not know, Mr. Jonathan did not know before.

　　 But, at this moment, he understands.

　　 It was like a high-pressure water pump in his body, constantly pumping blood to the top of his head. Waves of blood attacked him. He could feel the blood vessels in his head exploding anytime and anywhere.

　　 More serious auditory hallucinations appeared in his ears. He faintly heard his wife, who was almost 30 years younger than him, making up and discrediting him in front of the media.

　　 He heard his late father calling him not far away, asking him what he still missed, and why he didn't leave together.

　　 His vision also began to blur, his blood pressure increased his intraocular pressure, and his eyes were swollen and blurred.

　　 At this time, the next thought in his mind, he was finished.

　　 Decades of life, the dream of a lifetime, the persistence until now, is complete!

Looking at the bank commissioner who was beginning to twist and deform, an impulse of destruction and self-destruction was brewing in Mr. Jonathan’s heart, which made his expression look terrifying and hideous. He wanted to kill this young man who had ruined his beautiful morning. People, then jumped down from upstairs, and ended this life that got stuck in an egg!

　　 Just when he gripped the pen on the table tightly and was about to do something he had never thought he would do, suddenly he was taken aback.

　　 Tinnitus and auditory hallucinations disappeared, and his blood pressure was rapidly lowering. He rubbed his eyes, then patted his cheek, looking at the bank commissioner a little bit fiercely, "What the **** did you just say?"

The bank commissioner took a step back calmly, "I just said that if we go through the formal judicial procedures to auction your property, the auction proceeds may not be able to make up for the money you owe the bank, and the bank may force you to dispatch you. Go to some companies to work to repay this part of the debt."

　　 Mr. Jonathan shook his head, "No, it's not these, I seem to hear you say other things..."

The commissioner immediately showed a clear look, "This is the end of our conversation, can I turn off the recording device?", he nodded at Mr. Jonathan, smiled kindly, and did something in his ear. A listening posture.

　　 Mr. Jonathan reacted immediately, "I think so, our conversation is over."

After the young commissioner shut down the recording agency, he said to him, "I just said that Mr. Lynch is very concerned about these local companies that are about to be liquidated. I heard that he is planning to acquire some companies to help business owners settle the bank. Between loans, maybe this is your opportunity."

　　 He looked at Mr. Jonathan pointedly. At this time, Mr. Jonathan had completely ignored the meaning of the special commissioner’s words. He hurriedly asked, "Is it the Mr. Lynch that we all know?"

　　The young bank commissioner nodded and said yes as he packed his things, "That's the one you said, young leader, Mr. Lynch."

　　 "Listen, although I'm a bank employee, I don't want anyone to be unlucky. It's no good for me."

"I looked at your properties. They may be worth a little bit when the market is good, but now, they don’t even owe half of the money you owe to the bank. Even if you sell these things, you still owe a lot of money to the bank. Money."

"You have no factories, no hope, and the future is gloomy...", the bank commissioner looked at Mr. Jonathan and stopped his work. "You can't resist the bank. I know their methods very well. A huge debt has been arranged for a lifetime, it is better to go to Mr. Lynch to try his luck."

　　 From the perspective of the victim, think about the victim. This method can easily get the victim's approval. At least Mr. Jonathan is like that. He doesn't think the young commissioner doesn't seem to be that annoying anymore.

　　 But he was also a little confused at this time, "But look, I am like this, will Mr. Lynch meet me?"

The commissioner looked at him up and down, and nodded in agreement, "It's not very good...", he took out two ten-dollar bills from his pocket, "Count me borrowing you, you You can thank me, and I accept your thanks."

　　 "Life is hard enough, I just don't want any tragedies to happen again!"

　　 At this moment, Mr. Jonathan feels that the world is full of truth, goodness, beauty and love!

Later, Mr. Jonathan took a shower and rented a suit of clothes from the street. Some people specialize in this kind of business in places where the poor live. Rented to some poor people in the form of daily rent.

　　 People always have good luck, or encounter something related to good luck, for example, they receive an interview notice from a large company or college, but they lack a set of clothes that can't be said to be decent, but can only be said to be decent.

　　 Then at this time, they can rent from these people a set of clothes that is absolutely not suitable, but at least on the surface.

　　 This is the most embarrassing time in the history of Mr. Jonathan. He wore clothes that I don't know how many people wore, and appeared outside the luxurious villa with some greasy neckline.

　　 He had never felt that he was so incompatible with this kind of life. The cold wind blowing on the lake not far away made him gradually come out of some unrealistic fantasy.

What he is thinking now is what the special commissioner told him, sell the factory to Mr. Lynch, get rid of the bank debt as much as possible, and then find a job, or start a new business, start a new life, and say goodbye to the past. .

　　 In the morning he thought Mr. Anderson was stupid, but now he thinks Mr. Anderson is very smart, at least he has started a new life, and he is still struggling.

　　 After waiting for about five minutes, a servant dressed ashamed of his outfit appeared in front of him, "Mr. Lynch is waiting for you in the side hall, please come with me..."

　　 Lowered his head, followed the servant, through the luxurious rooms, he was already a little numb from the slap between reality and ideal.

　　 Finally, he met Mr. Lynch.

　　 Lynch was on the phone. When he saw Mr. Jonathan, he pointed to the door behind him and looked at him.

　　 was just an eye contact. Mr. Jonathan knew that Mr. Lynch asked him to avoid him a little bit. He politely endured the helplessness in his heart with a very understanding and flattering smile, bending over and exiting the room.

　　 He never realized that he did that~lightnovelpub.net~ He thought he would never bend over in this life.

　　 I don't know how long, maybe three or five minutes or a little longer, the door opened, and when he turned his head, he saw Lynch, as young and energetic as on TV.

　　 "Mr. Jonathan, I'm very sorry. There was a very important call just now. I had to ask you to leave, impolitely. I hope you can forgive my rudeness."

Lynch’s words, expressions and smiles at this time, what he said, made people feel like bathing in the spring blossoms of the wild hillside, running down the hillside slowly, the gap makes running without too much physical strength, and the breeze blows. On the face, the icy cold of winter was blown away, and it was blown into people's hearts, and the stale haze was blown away...

A smile appeared on Mr. Jonathan’s face in an instant. He humbly bent slightly and stretched out his hands to hold Lynch’s hand tightly. A big man like Mr. Lynch could apologize to him for his actions. It's self-cultivation!

　　 "It's a great honor to be received by you, Mr. Lynch!", he said, with some gratitude for retaining his self-esteem, and an indescribable sigh.

On the contrary, Lynch is tall and straight, with a straight spine like a pillar standing upright, with a proper, courteous smile on his face, slightly lowered eyelids, and looking down at the man in front of him who can be his father. , Said in a very ordinary tone, "You are too polite, Mr. Jonathan!"

　　

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