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Today is the end of the month.
And I have to face the over thirty thousand in high-interest loans every month.
I calculated that even if I work overtime and push myself to the limit, I still won't earn thirty thousand in a month.
But I still have to work hard to make money, knowing full well what the outcome will be.
Because this is my responsibility.
The only thing I can do is keep striving, pushing myself until I can do no more.
My life seems to be a constant rush.
I have to get up at seven in the morning for work and can only return home by eleven at night.
This kind of life has been going on for a long time.
Zhao Xiangchun has sent me several messages recently, inviting me to play games with him, but I have declined all of them vaguely.
I can't let him help me anymore.
I am a disaster; I don't want to drag anyone down with me.
Especially him.
Finally, I had no choice but to call Ma San.
"Brother Ma, can we hold off on the payment this month?"
"What? You can't pay it back?!"
Ma San roared on the phone.
"Dong Guofang, don't push your luck!"
"Hurry up and send the money!"
I replied calmly, "Brother Ma, I remember you have a son who is attending elementary school in the city."
"What are you trying to do?!"
Ma San panicked.
"I’m not trying to do anything."
My tone remained steady.
"I just hope you can be lenient and let me pay you back next month."
"Don't worry, I'll calculate the interest clearly."
"You know what to do, right?"
"You..."
Ma San was so angry he couldn't speak.
"Alright."
"Then next month, you'll pay back both the principal and the interest!"
"Thank you, Brother Ma."
I hung up the phone.
My relationship with Ma San had completely shattered.
He could have easily refused my request just now.
But he said he would let me pay back both the principal and interest next month.
This meant he could choose not to collect my money this month.
He did this purely out of respect for my deceased brother.
He and my brother were comrades and had a close relationship.
So, this time, he let me off the hook for my brother's sake.
But from now on, there would be no more connection between us.
Soon, I received a call from Ma San.
"Dong Guofang, buy me a pack of Zhonghua Cigarettes."
"You wish!"
I hung up the phone immediately.
Before long, Ma San called me again.
"Dong Guofang, I'll send someone to pick it up. You prepare a pack of Zhonghua Cigarettes for me, and I'll give him five hundred yuan as a transportation fee."
"Fine, give me the address."
On the weekend, I arrived at the address Ma San had given me.
It was at the entrance of a narrow alley.
As soon as I approached, a hand suddenly reached out and pushed me into the alley.
I turned my head and saw Ma San.
In the narrow alley stood four men, each strong and armed.
Ma San took off running.
I sensed trouble and quickly pulled out my phone from my pocket, dialed the emergency number, and sent the message.
"I've already called the police."
I showed my phone to the four men.
"You still have time to run."
They exchanged glances and suddenly burst into cold laughter.
The leader snorted.
"Call the police?"
"You think we're afraid?"
"Get him!"
At his command, the other three charged at me immediately.
I hurriedly tried to dodge to the side.
But I was exhausted and couldn't escape.
Before long, they had me pinned down.
One man raised his club high and swung it down toward my head!
"Stop!"
Suddenly, a figure flashed by and knocked that man to the ground.
The others were easily taken down by him as well.
He stood in front of me, blocking my way.
His silhouette gradually overlapped with Guo Huai's, but he was not Guo Huai.
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