He had been reduced to a pauper. "I just want my eighteen yuan back. Why is it so hard…" As he cursed, Ma Ming suddenly felt his eyes redden with frustration. He had tried everything but still couldn't get the money.
Meanwhile, in the university classmates' group chat, those classmates had also been following the developments over the past few days.
"Ma Ming, how's it going? Did you get the money? With the Enforcement Court's intervention, there shouldn't be any problems, right?"
"Let us know what's up. He owes me eight thousand yuan, and I'm waiting to get it back."
"If this method works, I'm going to confront Meng Lei too. If he won't pay, I'll sue him as well!"
"If I ever lend money to anyone again, I'm a dog!"
"..."
Many people felt the same as Ma Ming. After this incident, they were all feeling a sense of weariness. Getting money back was just too hard.
