Heart of an Innocent Chapter 8

He stood outside the door and knocked: "Excuse me, who is Director Philip?"

"Director Philip has gone out, and we are waiting for him too." A man who looked to be in his 40s and wearing a black leather jacket stood up and said.

Another man, who looked younger and was wearing a gray Nike sportswear, also stood up and said, "What do you want from him?"

David Wen held up the contract in his hand: "I applied for a loan before, and I want him to help stamp the contract."

"Then wait a moment, I'll call him for you."

The man in the black leather jacket was very enthusiastic. He picked up his phone and flipped to the contacts. While waiting for the call to be connected, he glanced at the armband on David Wen's police uniform.

"You are from the court, right?"

"Yes, from the Executive Bureau."

"You're just chasing after the old B@st@ard, right?"

"Yes, that's part of our job."

After David Wen finished speaking, he saw the two men exchange glances with each other, as if conveying some message that outsiders could not understand.

At this time the phone call was connected.

"Hey, Director Philip, there's a policeman in your office... No, no, listen to me first... He applied for a loan before and came to you for help... Okay, I'll let him wait for you... Well, let's go first... Okay, okay, let's do this for now..."

After hanging up the phone, "Leather Jacket" said to David Wen in a courteous manner: "Director Philip asked you to wait for him here, he will be back soon."

After saying that, he gave a wink to "Sportswear" and the two of them walked out the door.

"Hey, then you won't wait for him?" David Wen asked them.

"No, we have something else to do. Please sit down and wait."

As Leather Jacket spoke, Tracksuit smiled politely, and then the two of them left the office together.

I always felt that something was not right about these two men. David Wen thought, could it be that because I was wearing a police uniform, I caused some psychological pressure on others?

He sat on the sofa and looked around the office. He saw that the bookcase was full of folders, there was a monitor on the desk, and there was a printer next to it. There was a flattened leaflet in the corner of the sofa. He picked it up and saw that it was an advertisement for Kuaijiedai. In the most eye-catching position, there was a line of words printed: Loan and pay back at any time, convenient and fast.

It is convenient, you can apply directly with your mobile phone; it is also fast, the money will be in your account in a short time. But I really don’t dare to borrow money next time, who knows what troubles it will cause in the future?

Thinking of this, he crumpled the flyer into a ball and threw it into the trash can by the door, but it didn't go in and the ball of paper rolled to the side. Just as he stood up to pick it up, someone walked in and he stopped.

The man who came in was about 40 years old, tall and thin, wearing a light blue shirt and a dark blue tie. When he saw David Wen, he smiled and stretched out his hand: "Comrade police, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

David Wen shook hands with him: "Is this Director Philip?"

"Hey, I am. My last name is Li, Li Bin, which means polite."

"My name is David Wen, and Manager Samuel from the Yongnan Branch asked me to come and see you."

"Come on, come on, let's sit down and talk." He politely invited the guests to sit down, turned around and picked up the paper ball on the ground, muttered "Who threw garbage here?", and then threw it into the trash can.

David Wen was still standing and talking: "Director Philip, please see, I have something urgent to do, so I won't sit down."

When the other party heard this, his expression became serious: "In this case, then tell me, how can I help you?"

"It's like this, Director Philip," David Wen tried to keep his words short, "I went to the Housing Provident Fund Center to apply for a Housing Provident Fund loan and needed to submit a quick loan contract. The Yongnan Branch has printed out the contract for me, but there is no seal on the contract. The Housing Provident Fund Center believes that it has no legal effect, so I came to you to see if you can put an official seal on my contract?"

After saying that, he handed over the contract.

Director Philip took the contract, flipped through it, and asked him, "What does the Housing Provident Fund Center need this contract for?"

"Maybe it's to prove that I did take out a loan."

"Have you paid off your loan?"

"It has been paid off."

"Since it's paid off, I can print out a settlement voucher for you, which is much more effective than a contract."

"I already have the settlement voucher. Now all I need is a stamped contract."

"It's not enough to have a settlement voucher, we must also have a contract?"

"Yes, it has to be a contract with an electronic seal."

"Isn't this Fcuking nonsense? The people at the Provident Fund Center are just bored!" Like Manager Samuel, Director Philip also had complaints about the Provident Fund Center's practices.

David Wen had actually already cursed in his heart, but now was not the time to complain.

He asked: "Director Philip, can you print out a contract with an electronic seal for me, or just stamp it with your official seal?"

"If you want to stamp it, I'm afraid it won't work. We don't have such a precedent. As far as I know, the contract of Kuaijiedai doesn't have an electronic stamp when it is printed out."

"But the Housing Provident Fund received a contract with an electronic seal. I saw it with my own eyes. It was printed out by the Xihuan Branch."

"Oh? Could it be that the system has been upgraded? Give me your ID card and I'll print one out to try." Director Philip said as he sat down in front of the monitor.

David Wen took out his ID card and put it on the table, then stood aside and watched. Director Philip first logged into the backend system of Yongxing Bank, then entered David Wen's ID number in a search box, then retrieved his quick loan contract, quickly scanned it from top to bottom, and clicked the print button. The printer next to him made a "humming" sound, and the contract pages came out one by one.

After printing was completed, Director Philip picked up the top page and turned it over. It was the last page of the contract and there was no electronic seal.