Chapter Two: The Creditor's Choice

The recording ended. Forty-seven names filled the ledger's first page. The second showed only a zero. The last displayed twelve chairs. “Solve it later,” said someone behind him. “First explain why Zhao Biao's men are hunting you.” It was the thin boy from the game. Chen Man was nineteen; his “school uniform” was an old courier jacket. Half of his twenty-thousand-yuan winnings had already gone to Cheng Ye as debt payment. “How much do you owe Biao?” Zhou Lin asked. “It began at eighty thousand. The contract says four hundred seventy thousand now. My father's repair shop took a bridge loan. Every day's service charge became new principal.” Forty-seven.