Beauty Lin’s words were actually very basic rhetorics, but generally, people would fall for it.
However, Liu nglong was indeed above average in intelligence, so he nodded straightforwardly, "Well, there’s nothing much about private lending; I’m confident to repay if I dare to borrow."
He wasn’t confident at all, but at this mont, he absolutely couldn’t falter—my face doesn’t matter, but I must uphold Lao San’s face.
Beauty Lin also had a profile on Liu nglong; she basically understood who he was—backed by the Guojia machine, it’s amazing how easy it is to know a person.
So she felt she didn’t need to be too polite to him, "You have confidence in Feng Jun, that’s good, we also believe in your camaraderie from school, but... isn’t it better to walk on two legs?"
"I’ve always been walking on two legs, not hopping on one," Rarely, Big Liu could be humorous too, but this showed his attitude, "I don’t think there’s a need to rely on external forces."
"No, you need it," Beauty Lin stated candidly, "Maybe you have coordinated these two factories well, but there are many more factories that you don’t have the capacity to follow up. You need our support."
"I think you’re a bit overconfident," Liu nglong felt a bit annoyed and helpless, "I can follow up on whoever I want, as long as Feng Jun acknowledges, I can take a few factories... Lao San said funds are not an issue."
In fact, when he ntioned "Lao San," his confidence basically drained; this was already laying all his cards on the table.
However, Beauty Lin didn’t laugh at him because of this; instead, she paused for a mont and seriously asked, "Wouldn’t it be nice to make so money easily with soone’s help?"
After pausing for a bit, she smiled, "To be honest, if we didn’t want you to borrow money, you absolutely wouldn’t get it."
Liu nglong was completely out of options now; he hesitated and said, "I need to contact Lao San to give you an answer."
"You can’t say anything," Beauty Lin regained her assertiveness, speaking proudly, "Otherwise, think about the consequences."
Liu nglong found it a bit amusing, "If I don’t say, he wouldn’t know?"
"Whether he cares is his business, you are not allowed to say anything proactively," Beauty Lin held the bottom line firmly, "We are much clearer about our attitude and code of conduct towards him than you are."
Liu nglong felt a deep sense of helplessness, hesitated for a mont, and said, "I’ll think about it."
"Of course, you can," Beauty Lin answered without hesitation, not worrying that he would delay—ti is not only on your side but ours too, "If you don’t want to stay for dinner, you can leave now."
Liu nglong decisively stood up, "Then I’ll take my leave... By the way, there’s no problem sending off, right?"
Riding in that disguised taxi, he returned to the hotel he had booked in Baixing Town, drank half a bottle of mineral water, composed himself, and then took out his mobile phone to look at the numbers he had just written down. Gritting his teeth, he dialed one of them.
The phone rang seven or eight tis before it was picked up. A hoarse voice ca through, "Hmm, speak."
Liu nglong could tell that the other person’s tongue was a bit heavy, and it was noisy around, "Is this President Li? Is it convenient to talk now?"
"First, who are you," the hoarse voice spoke impatiently, "and how did you get my number?"
Liu nglong, of course, wouldn’t introduce himself first, "It’s Zhang Weihong, Sister Hong gave this number."
"Oh," the other side snorted without any respectful tone, "go on."
"Sister Hong said you were involved in private lending," Liu nglong spoke slowly, "and I need so funds."
"Huh?" President Li exclaid in surprise and then raised his voice, "You guys, quiet down a bit! Hmm... Zhang Weihong told you to borrow money from ?"
"Yeah," Liu nglong said truthfully, "I have so business with Luohua, lacking funds to turn around, Sister Hong gave a few numbers, and I took the liberty to call."
"What the hell," President Li was even more surprised, "you’re doing business with Luohua? Hang on, I’ve been drinking a bit too much, let think it over... Doing business with Luohua, borrowing money from , who did you talk business with, Sister Hong?"
"No," Liu nglong denied outright, "I talked business with Feng Jun."
"What~ the~ hell~" President Li was thoroughly shocked, "Talk business with Elder Feng... you can et him?"
"Sure, he’s my college roommate," Liu nglong didn’t want to blow his own trumpet but wouldn’t let himself be belittled either, "He drove around."
This being able to enter the Luohua Manor... President Li was silent for a mont before asking, "May I know your surna, sir? Where are you now?"
"No need to be formal, my surna is Liu," Liu nglong replied, "I just left Luohua, now at the Four Sea Hotel in Baixing Town."
"Alright, Mr. Liu, please wait there," President Li replied decisively, "I’m in the city right now, it’ll take about half an hour to get there, let’s talk in person."
"Okay, I’ll wait for you," Liu nglong paused and then tentatively added, "Sister Hong said the interest rate is negotiable."
"Oh, co on, don’t talk about interest among friends!" President Li responded straightforwardly, then laughed, "I’ll head out now. By the way, Mr. Liu, how much would you like to borrow?"
This was sothing that should be discussed in person, but he didn’t want to miss the opportunity—Sister Hong knew many people in private lending, and he was just one of them.
Liu nglong hesitated for a mont before replying, "A little over ten million, about twenty million."
"Hey, Mr. Liu, you’re being too formal," President Li’s voice raised a bit, "If you’ve got this channel, what’s the point of small-scale loans of ten or twenty million? Just say the word, and I can easily co up with three to five billion."
Three to five... billion? Liu nglong almost thought he heard wrong until he finally realized what heights his old roommate, Lao San, had reached.
He chuckled, "Well... let’s take it slow, opportunities will co, starting is always the hardest."
Why do I feel like I’m Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden rather than Liu nglong?
He hung up the phone, and on the other end, President Li got into the car. A seductive woman beside him spoke up, "Could it be a scam? Would Feng Jun and Zhang Weihong really be short of money?"
"That’s hard to say," President Li wrapped his arm around her shoulder absentmindedly, "No one’s born to fool , it’s easy to find out..."
At the sa mont, Feng Jun looked at Sister Hong with a wry smile, "I say, what made you think of introducing him to high-interest loans?"
"It’s private lending," Sister Hong defended earnestly, "Your classmate is too green, he knows nothing but wants to do business. Isn’t it good that soone helps him with a check?"
"Co on," Feng Jun wasn’t so easily fooled. He clearly saw her intentions, "You’re purely scaring Liu nglong so he doesn’t think of cheating Luohua in business... Can you deny you had that idea?"
Sister Hong didn’t think her actions could really fool Feng Jun, but she didn’t see it as a problem, "It’s just being proactive, even close brothers should be clear about money matters. I’m just being preventive, isn’t that okay?"
After saying this, she gave him a sidelong glance, "You’re no different, are you? You’re rich but unwilling to lend to your roommate... How dare you criticize ?"
"What nonsense is this?" Feng Jun replied irritably, "I’m not lending to him to avoid getting too involved; it’d be hard to disentangle later... Friendship is one thing; business is another. If I don’t understand this, how can I do business?"
He hadn’t even thought about lending money to Liu nglong; firstly, it’s a matter of business principle, and secondly, he didn’t want his roommate to owe him too much. Their friendship would change.
As for the incident after Liu nglong left, when Beauty Lin intercepted him, he noticed it too, but just like Beauty Lin thought, she didn’t do anything inappropriate, so he couldn’t be bothered.
As a cultivator, focusing on cultivation is the way; getting too involved in mundane affairs is missing the point.
Sister Hong smiled and shook her head, "It seems you don’t really have high hopes for Big Liu either?"
"People’s minds can change," Feng Jun spoke casually, "I don’t want to test human nature, so I build a fence early. It proves I truly value this friendship."
Sister Hong covered her mouth and chuckled, "Yes, I’m also helping you build a fence, yet you complain so much... Poor , who’s it all for?"
Feng Jun rolled his eyes and eventually shook his head, "Alright, I’m heading to the Alps; you all take care at ho."
Sister Hong blinked and asked puzzledly, "You’re not waiting for Gazi?"
"Give him a few days off. That guy has been completely swept up in love," Feng Jun swiped his mobile phone a few tis, and in the next mont, he disappeared.
However, when he arrived at the Alps, he didn’t see the yellow Little Hamster.
Feng Jun released his divine sense, only to find, surprisingly, the Earth Spirit was five hundred miles away. It had burrowed underground, its body extended to a radius of over ten thousand miles, and the hamster was gone, turned into a thin, light yellow mist.
With a move of his divine sense, the Earth Spirit sensed it, and the yellow mist rippled slightly like water waves, but then it stopped responding.
"No wonder it’s a Five Elents Spirit," Feng Jun marveled to himself, then took out his Spirit Gathering Array and began to cultivate.
A dozen hours later, the yellow mist returned, the air twisted, revealing the yellow Little Hamster, but this ti, it was as big as a small dog.
Feng Jun knew that such a Five Elents Spirit belonged to the Spiritual Body type, capable of changing size at will, so he wasn’t too surprised and simply asked, "How’s the investigation going?"
"Repairing the Earth Vein isn’t difficult," the Earth Spirit replied, "The key is how soon you want it fixed—half a year, three months... or one month? The speed varies, and so does the cost of Spirit Stones."
(Update finished, calling for monthly tickets.)
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