11-04-2019, 03:57 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-04-2019, 03:58 AM by phantom_assassin. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
"I know you're not going to cheat me," I told him with a slight smile. From the look on his face he didn't like my smile. "How about you drive around to the factory right now and bring the money back with you. I'll wait. I wouldn't be able to see you on Monday because I'd be in court filing for a bankruptcy petition."
"You're that hard up?" he asked, sounding hopeful. If he could stall until I filed for bankruptcy he might get out of paying me at all. After all, I had no documentation proving he owed me the money.
"Oh, not me," I said. "I'd be filing against someone else."
Geez, the man was slow. I could see him wondering who else owed me money and might be in trouble and wondering how he could take advantage. Sneha, his wife, had been sitting quietly on the couch, listening to our conversation with much amusement. She spoke up.
"He means against you, idiot," she told him. "Stop being such a tight-arse and go and get the man his money. You were praising him to the skies when he saved your ass. Now's the time to pay him back."
"It'll take me at least half an hour to get there and back. Can't it wait until tomorrow?"
"No. I don't mind waiting. Sneha can make me a cup of coffee while I wait."
Prasanna departed, unhappy but resigned to the fact that he had to repay the loan. He was just lucky I wasn't charging him interest.
"He's a real asshole when it comes to repaying loans," Sneha observed. "It's just his way."
"He's also a miser when it comes to paying accounts," I observed. "He's been pushing the limits with some of these boys. If he doesn't start sorting out his accounts payable then he just might find that he's going to run into problems getting credit. I know of a couple of parts suppliers who are starting to get wary of doing business with him. If I were you I'd lean on him to get a better accountant. His current one is too much under his thumb."
"I'll take that on board," Sneha assured me. She would, too. She might be young but she was smart and had her head screwed on properly. So much smarter than Prasanna that I figured it wouldn't be long before she controlled the firm with Prasanna as the figurehead. Good luck to her. The firm would benefit.
She looked at and smiled.
"I suppose I should offer you some coffee while you wait," she observed.
I looked at her. The sun was coming through the window behind her and she was only wearing a light dress. Even lighter with the sun shining through it. She was an attractive young woman, very attractive.
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"Instead of coffee why don't you take off your dress so I can properly appreciate your figure?" I suggested. "We can have coffee afterwards."
"You're joking, of course," she said, giving me an amused look.
"You're that hard up?" he asked, sounding hopeful. If he could stall until I filed for bankruptcy he might get out of paying me at all. After all, I had no documentation proving he owed me the money.
"Oh, not me," I said. "I'd be filing against someone else."
Geez, the man was slow. I could see him wondering who else owed me money and might be in trouble and wondering how he could take advantage. Sneha, his wife, had been sitting quietly on the couch, listening to our conversation with much amusement. She spoke up.
"He means against you, idiot," she told him. "Stop being such a tight-arse and go and get the man his money. You were praising him to the skies when he saved your ass. Now's the time to pay him back."
"It'll take me at least half an hour to get there and back. Can't it wait until tomorrow?"
"No. I don't mind waiting. Sneha can make me a cup of coffee while I wait."
Prasanna departed, unhappy but resigned to the fact that he had to repay the loan. He was just lucky I wasn't charging him interest.
"He's a real asshole when it comes to repaying loans," Sneha observed. "It's just his way."
"He's also a miser when it comes to paying accounts," I observed. "He's been pushing the limits with some of these boys. If he doesn't start sorting out his accounts payable then he just might find that he's going to run into problems getting credit. I know of a couple of parts suppliers who are starting to get wary of doing business with him. If I were you I'd lean on him to get a better accountant. His current one is too much under his thumb."
"I'll take that on board," Sneha assured me. She would, too. She might be young but she was smart and had her head screwed on properly. So much smarter than Prasanna that I figured it wouldn't be long before she controlled the firm with Prasanna as the figurehead. Good luck to her. The firm would benefit.
She looked at and smiled.
"I suppose I should offer you some coffee while you wait," she observed.
I looked at her. The sun was coming through the window behind her and she was only wearing a light dress. Even lighter with the sun shining through it. She was an attractive young woman, very attractive.
[img]- -web/20170520092235im_/http://pzy.be/i/2/Sne1.jpg[/img]
"Instead of coffee why don't you take off your dress so I can properly appreciate your figure?" I suggested. "We can have coffee afterwards."
"You're joking, of course," she said, giving me an amused look.
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