"Hey, isn't that Bi Jianren?"
At the villa entrance, Xia Chuanliu spotted a middle-aged man in gray and immediately went over to greet him warmly. "You were practically my childhood friend. We've known each other since we were kids. But ten years ago, you borrowed a hundred thousand Federal Coins from me and then vanished without a word. I couldn't get in touch with you no matter what I tried, and your family had moved away. I thought you were dead."
He looked at Bi Jianren with a genial smile.
Back then, Bi Jianren had been his best friend. Xia Chuanliu had lent him a hundred thousand Federal Coins out of friendship, never expecting the man to do something like this.
After borrowing the money, he ran off, moved his family, and changed his phone number. Xia Chuanliu had been furious, naturally. He wasn't exactly wealthy himself.
Losing a hundred thousand Federal Coins had nearly crippled his family. They'd struggled for several years before finally getting back on their feet.
Xia Ping remembered that his father had even stopped smoking during those years because he couldn't bear the expense.
Hearing this, Bi Jianren, the middle-aged man in gray, looked awkward. "I'm not dead, I'm not dead. Something unexpected happened, and I never got in touch. The truth is, I've always remembered the hundred thousand Federal Coins I borrowed from you, Chuanliu."
"The moment I saw you on TV, I came straight over to pay you back."
He gazed at Xia Chuanliu pleadingly.
"Really? Then why did I hear that you only came running over after the police showed up at your door?" Xia Chuanliu looked at Bi Jianren with a genial smile.
Ever since he'd become bureau chief and his son, Xia Ping, had been accepted into Yanhuang University, not