Bi Jianren

"Aiya, isn't this Bi Jianren?"

At this moment, at the entrance of the villa, Xia Chuanliu saw a middle-aged man in gray clothes.

He immediately went up to him and greeted him warmly, "You're my childhood friend. We've known

each other since we were young. But ten years ago, you borrowed me 100,000 federal coins and

disappeared without a trace. I couldn't get in touch with you, and your family moved away. I thought

you were dead. "

He looked at Bi Jianren with a smile.

Back then, Bi Jianren, his best friend, lent him 100,000 federal coins. This was out of friendship, but

he didn't expect this guy to do such a thing.

After borrowing the money, he ran away, moved his home, and changed his phone number. He

couldn't be contacted no matter what. One could imagine how angry Xia Chuanliu was. After all, he

wasn't a very rich person.