In Debt

"Philosophy..."

Baili Qingfeng listened to the lecturer's lesson.

This kind of philosophy seemed different from the philosophy he had imagined.

The philosophy in his mind was that every sentence could be touching, and every word could touch the soul.

For example...

Those who can't lose weight are always restless, and those who can't gain weight are fearless.

Everyone is not without anything; at least they have an illness.

The most pitiful thing than eating alone is not having money to eat.

Lazy people can calmly find plausible reasons for everything.

Every sentence is reasonable and well-founded, worthy of being called a gem.

But what he is learning now...

What is it?

He felt that he was getting further and further away from his path as a philosopher.

After class, Baili Qingfeng couldn't help but consider a question: should he change his major?

Looking at the class schedule, there were no classes today. Baili Qingfeng left the school, took a bus, and returned to his home in Wuhe City.

Back home, Baili Qingfeng was a little surprised to find that Baili Die was actually at home.

The time now...

Three in the afternoon?

"Qingfeng is back."

"Yes."

Baili Qingfeng nodded, "Are you on vacation today?"

"I quit my job."

Baili Die was a little unnatural when she said this.

"Qingfeng is back?"

Before Baili Qingfeng could ask, his father, Baili Hong's voice came from outside the yard.

Baili Qingfeng looked at Baili Hong and found that he looked a lot older after only half a month of not seeing him.

"Are you staying for a day or going back tonight?"

Baili Hong asked.

"Staying for a day."

Baili Qingfeng spoke, looking at Baili Hong, "Don't work too hard, remember to rest."

"With a pile of big and small matters in the factory, someone has to come out and manage it."

Baili Hong said with a wry smile.

"What's wrong?"

"Dad's factory has racked up hundreds of thousands in debt, the factory director ran away, and the bank cut off funding at this time. Now, even the factory's wages can't be paid. Before leaving, the factory director actually sold the factory to Dad. Now, all the debts have been transferred to Dad."

Baili Die said, somewhat resentfully, "That factory is worth three to four hundred thousand, buying it for one hundred and fifty thousand, everyone knew there was a problem."

"I've worked in that factory for eight years and know Lao Zhou very well. How could I have imagined he would do something like this?"

Baili Hong was somewhat remorseful.

"Where did the family get one hundred and fifty thousand?"

Baili Qingfeng was a little stunned.

Could it be...

Was he some hidden rich second generation?

"We saved forty thousand over the years, you made sixty thousand from selling songs, and we borrowed fifty thousand."

Baili Die said.

"That factory still has some prospects. If we can pay off those hundreds of thousands in debt and invest some more funds to get the factory running again, it shouldn't take long to earn back the losses."

"The factory's debt is four hundred and thirty thousand, plus the unpaid employee wages. To get the factory running again, we need at least five hundred thousand."

Baili Die said.

Five hundred thousand was no small sum.

With a graduate student's monthly salary only two to three hundred, five hundred thousand was equivalent to more than a hundred years of income without eating or drinking.

"We'll sell the apartment, which should get us eighty thousand. Let's get the factory running first. As for those debts, we'll think of a way to see if we can get the creditors to grant us a grace period."

Baili Hong paused at this point, "If it really doesn't work, I'll go to your uncle to borrow some more."

"Uncle..."

Baili Die didn't say anything.

Her uncle's side...

They could naturally take out five hundred thousand, but...

They had always looked down on their family. Even if they went and pleaded until their mouths were dry, they might be able to borrow one or two ten thousand at most. Five hundred thousand...

Heh.

"Why didn't you tell me about this?"

Baili Qingfeng said.

"Your task is to study hard, don't worry about these things."

Baili Hong said, and at the end, added another sentence: "It would be best if you could write some more songs."

"I will."

Baili Qingfeng said, "I'll go see Second Grandpa and be back before dinner."

Baili Hong frowned, originally wanting to stop him, but after thinking about something, he finally said, "Don't be too late."

Baili Qingfeng nodded, left home, and took a car to Sanshun Town in the suburbs.

After Baili Qingfeng's Spirit Refinement, his hearing and eyesight became sharp. Before even entering his Second Grandpa's house in Sanshun Town, he could already hear his Second Uncle Baili Tianxing's voice from the courtyard: "Now, not only has Eldest Brother lost his job, but even Qingfeng's father has been affected, being manipulated into owing hundreds of thousands in debt. If this continues, they will bully us. We must fight back and show them some color."

"No, you've only just entered the Spirit Nurturing stage with the help of the Visualization Diagram. You're no match for them and their son, not to mention they have people assisting them from the side. Acting rashly will only get you caught."

Second Grandpa Baili Changkong's voice followed, with a hint of heaviness in his tone.

"Don't we still have General Melbourne's old subordinates..."

"No, if we let them come forward, things will get worse. General Melbourne's case has not been overturned to this day. Once those old brothers are exposed, they can completely threaten us, either to work for their Stability Maintenance Group, or to be directly killed under the charge of being remnants of a rebellious faction... That would be the same as me harming them."

"Is it Eddie and Et, father and son?"

A voice came in.

"Qingfeng?"

Seeing Baili Qingfeng, Baili Tianxing and Baili Changkong, who were arguing, both changed their expressions.

"Looks like it is."

Baili Qingfeng said.

"Qingfeng, you don't need to worry about this matter. I've investigated it clearly. Eddie and Et, father and son, have a military order in hand. They can only stay in Xia Ya for a maximum of four months. If they don't achieve anything, they will definitely leave. Half the time has passed, and in another two months, we can endure it. Once they leave, we'll find a way to deal with your father's debt together."

Baili Tianxing said.

Baili Changkong waved his hand: "Qingfeng, you just need to study hard and practice your martial arts. Don't worry about adult matters."

"There are still two months left. If they don't achieve anything, they will have to leave... In other words, in order to achieve something, their next actions will become bigger and bigger? Right now, it's just making my father and sister indebted and unemployed, so what's next?"

Baili Qingfeng asked.

"You don't need to worry about this. They wouldn't dare to mess around. If they really push us too hard, aren't they afraid that we'll fight to the death?"

Baili Changkong said, glancing at Baili Qingfeng: "In short, you kid just needs to practice your martial arts well, otherwise, even if you really want to take care of this matter, you won't have the ability."

"I understand."

Baili Qingfeng said, not insisting on this issue.

"Alright, let's not talk about these things. Come, come, Qingfeng, let Grandpa see how well you're practicing now."

Baili Changkong said with a smile.

"I won't practice today. I still have to go back for dinner. My family made my meal. I came this time to ask Grandpa, what is Qi Refinement, what is Spirit Nurturing, and what is Three Essences United as One."

"You've already cultivated energy, so next you should prepare for Qi Refinement Blood Exchange. I really need to talk to you about it carefully. This Blood Exchange step must be done carefully, or it's easy to get a blood clot..."

As Baili Changkong spoke, he pulled Baili Qingfeng down to sit and patiently explained it to him.

Once he started talking, it was already six o'clock.

Two hours or so had cleared up many of his doubts.

Back home, Baili Qingfeng had dinner, went straight upstairs, turned on the computer, and typed in "Xia Ya Stability Maintenance Group."

Soon, relevant information popped up.

Baili Qingfeng looked at it for a moment, clicked on one of the websites, and noted the office address of the Stability Maintenance Group.

101 Sandalwood Street.