After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

There was no time to eat dumplings now. In the afternoon, Yan Qingqing took Glory back to deal with some matters in the development zone, and asked Han Qian to assist Yang Lan in assigning tasks to the General Department. By the time he finished the work, it was already dark. Members of the department rarely work overtime.

Han Qian gave Liu Jiulong a thousand yuan and asked him to take the big guys to have a meal before going back. Then Han Qian went out and drove to the Eighth District.

Although it is now a society governed by the rule of law, not everyone dares to go to the Eighth District after dark.

There are drunkards, gangsters with tattoos of dragons and phoenixes, scantily clad KTV princesses, everyone is there. Drunk fights often occur here, and even fatalities occur.

Most students and office workers will avoid this section of the road after school, preferring to walk farther.

The golden McLaren parked on the road of Happy Street with its unique roar. This street is about 500 to 600 meters long. On both sides of the street are feasting KTVs, bars, etc. Some of the young men in the store have already put the Korean Qian Dang became the big consumer tonight and came over on his own initiative.

"Brother-in-law? Can you sing? We are all new here, so you can have fun and be free."

Han Qian got out of the car and patted the scared young man on the shoulder, smiling.

"Next time, look at the car and I'll go find Tu Xiao."

Not everyone can call Tu Xiao's name in the Eighth District. The young man nodded obediently. Han Qian went to the largest nightclub in the Eighth District. When he walked in, the boy at the door took Han Qian to see Tu Xiao.

Entering the office, Han Qian looked at Tu Xiao sitting at the desk and frowned.

"When you get older, you should rest early. Why are you working so hard?"

Tu Xiao put down the account in his hand, stretched out his hand and patted the secretary's buttocks beside him, smiling.

"Go, prepare some drinks. Is the child's uncle driving?"

Han Qian stepped forward and picked up a cigar from Tu Xiao's desk and handed it to Tu Xiao's personal secretary. The secretary was slightly older than Han Qian. He cut the cigar skillfully and returned it with both hands. Han Qian lit it and said softly. .

"I drove Qian Wan's car here. I don't dare to drink anymore. I almost drank myself to death on the Mid-Autumn Festival. Let me make a call."

Tu Xiao waved his hand to signal Han Qian to do as he pleased. Han Qian took out his mobile phone and dialed a number that he was not planning to call again. The other party did not answer. Just when he was about to put away his mobile phone, the other party called.

"Master Han!"

Han Qian grinned.

"How is your life in Canada, Director Wei? If you are worried that someone will do something bad to you, please give me a call to say hello."

Wei Tiancheng on the other side of the phone was silent for a few seconds and said softly.

"Young Master Han, just tell me what you have to say. When I get to Canada, Feng Lun will come and kill you. Apart from Young Master Han, I can't think of anyone else who is harmful to me."

Han Qian shrugged, leaned against his desk and took a puff of his cigar, squinting his eyes and blowing out the smoke.

"Director Wei! Don't think that I, Han Qian, are so sinister. I'm just doing to you what you did to me. I'm calling you to ask you something. Is Lin Mengde rich? Can he have it? How much is the deposit? Can Director Wei tell me?"

Wei Tiancheng was silent again. This time he waited for a long time before speaking and said softly.

"Lin Mengde doesn't have much money in his hands. He likes to gamble! The money he brought back from Macau to start a company with your father-in-law and Jiang Xian's husband made him rich through gambling. After he left Changxiang, he continued to gamble. When I stayed in Macau, the most I lost in one night was eight million."

"Go and find out for me. If the information you give me is accurate, I will let Feng Lun leave Canada. If you say! You lied to me! Cui Li will go to you for tea. Forget it, I don't believe you, so I'll let Feng Lun protect you." Be safe."

"No! Master Han! I have credible news."

"tell me the story!"

"At the beginning of this year, I went to Macau with Lin Mengde. I lost completely and took 15 million from me in an attempt to recoup my money. As a result, I lost all my money. Please don't let Feng Lun climb into my window in the middle of the night. .”

"I'll talk to him."

After saying that, Han Qian hung up the phone and turned to look at Tu Xiao, who shrugged and chuckled.

"Lin Mengde is indeed good at gambling. I heard that there was no opponent at the gambling table before he opened the company. I don't know what happened after that. You asked me to contact the underground bank just to find out if Lin Mengde borrowed money from it? Why didn't you ask Lin Mengde if he had borrowed money from it? Don’t have a loan from the bank?”

"He doesn't dare to mortgage the 27% that Wen Nuan has in his hand? He is not a fool. Even if the bank gives him a loan, he will estimate the market price of the 27% and will not use it as a mortgage. He loaned one hundred and fifty to Lin Mengde. Besides, using our company to lend money to buy shares for himself? If anyone finds out, he will be beaten to death."

While talking, the secretary brought tea. Han Qian held a cigar in his left hand and a teacup in his right hand. Matching the diamond ring on his ring finger, this guy suddenly had the aura of a superior.

Tu Xiao also lit a cigar and frowned.

"Say it directly, don't spare me!"

Han Qian also frowned and said softly.

"What I mean is, can we now know whether Lin Mengde took money from underground banks? I have been thinking recently, where did this old bastard get the money to eat up so many shares in Wen Nuan's hands in one go, and this guy quickly After selling off the uniformed country and the hospital for cash, I always felt something was not right here."

Tu Xiao frowned and said again.

"so what?"

"So I want to try and have a money game with him. I came here to ask you to help me. You can eat well underground. Check whether Lin Mengde has any contact with these underground banks?"

After saying this, Tu Xiao narrowed his eyes and said calmly.

"What if there is contact?"

"Tell me, how much money do I have to borrow! But it has to go through the hands of underground banks, and then you won't let the loan shark go? I'm thinking what if Lin Mengde borrows money and can't pay it back."

Tu Xiao glared at Han Qian and frowned.

"It's been a long time since I've been involved in such a business that damages moral integrity. There are too many ways to study them without money. If they come to make trouble, can such a big company withstand the trouble? The loss of reputation will be more uncomfortable than killing them. After that, Sue and ask the other party to pay back the money! If you don't have money, just use things to pay off the debt. No matter where you borrow the money, as long as the interest is protected by law, he must pay back the money."

"oh!"

Han Qian frowned and nodded, then waved to Tu Xiao.

"I'm leaving! Let's go out for some fun during the National Day holiday? Do you want to go?"

"If you have anything to do with you young people, go ahead and do your business."

Han Qian left the nightclub and when he came to the car, he realized that he was still holding the teacup. He glanced at the cigarette in his hand, then at the burgundy black tea, raised his head and drank the tea from the quilt, and then put the teacup away. Hand it to the young man looking at the car.

"Go! Send it back to Tu Xiao."

The young man took the tea cup and ran. Han Qian opened the car door and got into the car. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He started the car and prepared to go home. But before he could turn around, he was stopped. Looking at the traffic policeman standing at the front of the car, Han Qian Qian frowned.

Is there anyone in the traffic police team who doesn't know his person or car?

Han Qian whistled and signaled the other party to get out of the way. It was okay if he didn't press the button. But when he pressed, the other party took out the pepper water. Han Qian frowned and opened the car window and said angrily.

"What are you doing? Why are you stopping me?"

The female traffic policeman walked to the car window with pepper spray in hand and said sternly.

"Turn off the engine and get out of the car. I suspect you are driving under the influence!"

Han Qian looked at this pretty female traffic policeman and frowned.

"Do you know who I am? Give me your leader's phone number!"

The female traffic policeman's face turned ugly and she said coldly.

"Do you know who I am? It doesn't matter who you call today. Turn off the engine! Get out of the car, turn your back to me and hold your head in your hands!"

While speaking, the woman actually put her hands on her waist. Seeing this, Han Qian was stunned. Seeing that the skilled movements were not as simple as a simple traffic policeman, Han Qian didn't drink, and he wanted to go home to give warmth when he saw the time. Let's cook, otherwise this girl will cause trouble again.

He frowned and said coldly to the female traffic policeman.

"Just bring me the alcohol tester and I'll test it. I have something else to do, so hurry up."

The female traffic policeman said angrily.

"Do you really think I'm a traffic policeman? Get out of the car first, and I'll ask someone from my traffic police team to come over!"

"You're not a traffic policeman, why did you stop me?"

"As long as I wear these clothes, I have the right to interrogate you! First warning, get out of the car and undergo inspection!"

Han Qian got a little angry. He looked at the warning signal on the female traffic policeman's chest and took out his mobile phone to call Li Jinhai. When the call was connected, Han Qian said.

"Second uncle! I was stopped by a traffic policeman in District 8. I didn't drink and she insisted on getting out of the car for inspection. Nuan Nuan is still waiting at home. Her police number is..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Qian watched two off-road motorcycles speeding towards him without any intention of slowing down. The McLaren was lying in the middle of the road and there was no way for these two motorcycles to pass. Han Qian opened the door and prepared. After getting out of the car, the female traffic policeman closed the door as soon as he opened it. Han Qian said angrily when he saw this.

"Get the hell out of my way!"

"How dare you insult the officer on duty at the Yamen Gate!"

"Fuck you, get out of here!"

Han Qian pushed the car door hard. At this time, the two motorcycle riders took out two glass bottles filled with gasoline and threw them at Han Qian. The glass bottles hit the roof of the car and broke into pieces. Han Qian was busy holding the cigar in his hand. Throw it to the other side of the road.

Before he could relax, the rider of another green off-road motorcycle threw the half-finished cigarette in his mouth at McLaren!

Who the hell does this belong to?

Han Qian was confused. How many people wanted to kill him? Without enough time to think, he reached out and grabbed the thrown cigarette butt.

Zhila!

The sound of flesh being burned could be clearly heard. At this time, the female traffic policeman didn't seem to notice anything unusual here. She took out the handcuffs and cuffed Han Qian's wrists, and leaned the other end against the car door.

Han Qian was really confused at this moment.

"How dare you attack the police! I..."

"Fuck you."

Han Qian kicked the female traffic policeman in the stomach. The moment she bent down, a steel pipe passed across the back of her head. Han Qian bent down to avoid it and roared angrily.

"Where are Tu Xiao's people? Are you fucking blind? They both want to kill me!"

Han Qian was really scared. As long as there was a spark that ignited McLaren, he would definitely die. At the same time, the female traffic policeman sitting on the ground noticed the two killers and habitually reached out to touch the gun at her waist. It took her a moment to remember that her gun had been taken away!

When they were panicking, the roar of the motorcycle sounded again. This time both of them took out lighters, and one of the men wearing a green helmet roared angrily.

"You and Feng Lun are fucking playing with our brothers!"

Two motorcycles, one red and one green, came towards Han Qian. The lighters in their hands kept facing the wind. Han Qian roared when he saw this.

"Will you untie it for me?"

The female traffic policeman was also anxious and said with a cry.

"I...I can't find the key."

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman actually stood in front of him with her arms spread out. Han Qian roared when he saw this.

"They are people from the Mid-Autumn Festival Party. You don't want to fucking live anymore?"

When the female traffic police officer turned her head to look at Han Qian, she actually smiled, with tears in her eyes, and said with a smile.

"I'm a police officer! I want to protect people's safety!"