"Brother Lei, y-y-you... weren't you going to collect the debt? Why did you bring him back?"
Zheng Aqiang looked at Chen Wenjun as if he had seen a ghost, his mind racing, trying to fabricate a lie.
Before Gao Lei could speak, he harshly kicked Zheng Aqiang and yanked him up, "Debt? IOU? Zheng Aqiang, let me tell you, I hate being deceived the most, and those who lie to me never have good endings! How are you going to prove your words are true?"
Zheng Aqiang was scared witless, urine trickling down his pants.
Gao Lei's expression changed, and he tossed Zheng Aqiang to the ground like garbage.
A lackey brought over a chair for him.
Gao Lei sat down, while Zheng Aqiang was so frightened he almost lost his soul, pleadingly looking at Chen Wenjun, "Wenjun, say it, you owe me money, right? I initially didn't want to collect it from you, but Brother Lei pressed for it; I had no choice but to give him the IOU. Please help me, just this once, the last time!"
