Chapter 104: His head is not a night pot

"The money was borrowed by Lord Jiang Fengyu; according to the rules, when a person dies, the debt is cleared. Your bank asking for debt all the way to the Heavenly Prison, breaking the rules first, is not good, right!"

As soon as Chen Guanlou's voice fell, the prison guards all put their hands on the hilts of their knives. With just one word from Chen Tou, they would draw their knives and kill people.

The bank thugs outside the pavilion were not weak either, pulling out big knives and long swords one after another, and the muscles on their arms bulged.

The scene was suddenly tense, and the atmosphere was so tense that the birds on the trees were scared away.

But the two beautiful maids were as if they didn't see this scene, still very relaxed and comfortable serving wine and fanning Manager Li.

Two knowledgeable maids, beautiful, matched with the sharp-mouthed and monkey-cheeked Manager Li—what a waste!

"Put them all away, put them all away. Nothing happened, no need to be so nervous." Manager Li raised his hand and pressed it down virtually, and the bank thugs didn't hesitate at all, putting away their weapons one after another.

Chen Guanlou also waved his hand behind him, and the prison guards all obediently let go of the knife hilts.

"Chen Tou misunderstood; inviting you out today is not for debt collection, but there is a business I want to cooperate with you."

"Oh? What business does the Heavenly Prison have that is worth Manager Li's concern?"

"Chen Tou is humble. This old man accidentally learned that Chen Tou has a business in his hands, and it just so happens that our bank is also developing a pawn business. Why don't we cooperate, how about it?"

Damn!

Are you a dog-nosed person?

He acted as an intermediary, helping disgraced officials sell rare books, paintings, and calligraphy, extracting a commission of 40% to 50%. He asked himself that he did this business very secretly, yet he still couldn't hide it from the bank's eyes and ears.

Another point, this business is not available every day, every month. Having one order a month is enough for eating, drinking, and playing. Doing one order in two months is not too little. This business is purely a long-term flow, winning in longevity, low risk, and he can eat alone without sharing with other prison guards. At worst, he would sell the money and treat everyone to a one-stop eating, drinking, and playing, blocking everyone's mouth, anyway, it wouldn't cost much money.

"Manager Li also likes this kind of small business."

"Hahaha, Chen Tou really knows how to joke. A business with a profit of thousands of taels, how can it be called a small business."

Chen Guanlou cooperated with the other party and laughed along, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, instead revealing a bit of coldness.

"Why doesn't Manager Li be more honest? I don't believe that the Sitong Bank, which has opened all over the world, would take a fancy to this little business."

Manager Li smiled but didn't speak.

Chen Guanlou understood in his heart and waved his hand, signaling the prison guards to withdraw from the pavilion.

Prison guards:...

Still, the old hand Xiao Jin had insight and led the prison guards to withdraw first, not losing his face.

The two beautiful maids also left the pavilion silently, leaving only a fragrance.

Manager Li put the wine cup aside, his expression appearing somewhat hesitant.

Chen Guanlou was not in a hurry at all; he picked up his chopsticks and ate and drank to his heart's content.

"Is the wine and food to your taste?"

"Worthy of being a top-grade banquet at Guanmei Tower, very good!"

Chen Guanlou raised his tea cup. "Manager Li, don't be polite, eat and drink openly."

Manager Li was happy. Chen Guanlou was the guest who became the host, actually greeting him to eat and drink.

He smiled. "Our bank often receives rare books used to pay off debts, some of which have unclear origins. If we can take Chen Tou's path and go through the Heavenly Prison once, the commission is easy to talk about."

Chen Guanlou's action of picking up food slowed down. This is asking him to be a white glove!

He sneered. "Those rare books with unclear origins in your hands, taking the path of the Heavenly Prison, is it a bit whimsical?"

"Whether it is whimsical or not, why doesn't Chen Tou do one order first and then draw a conclusion."

"Why me? There are plenty of candidates in the Heavenly Prison."

"Others have too shallow connections and are not qualified to touch this kind of business. Only you, Chen Tou, backed by the Hou Fu, are qualified."

Manager Li was also quite honest, saying directly that he took a fancy to Chen Guanlou's advantage of the surname Chen.

Chen Guanlou sneered. "I just have the surname Chen, not the authentic master of the Hou Fu. If someone wants to use me to scheme against the Hou Fu, I have long been five generations removed from the Hou Fu; you have miscalculated."

"No one wants to scheme against the Hou Fu. Our goods only need to go through the Heavenly Prison once; Chen Tou doesn't even need to come forward to contact the goods, just need to have such a procedure in the account book. In short, the commission is easy to discuss."

Chen Guanlou tutted twice. "The more you say this, the more I dare not agree. What kind of goods need to be carefully passed through the Heavenly Prison? Thinking about it, could it be the business of the most supreme place in the world?

Manager Li, are the hearts of people who do bank business so black? What kind of dog-fart commission, you might as well say you want to take my head to offer to heaven. Recently, there are really quite a few people thinking about my head. In your eyes, I am a fool, and my head can be used at will?"

The more he spoke, the more angry he became.

Just because he is young and has a background backer that can be talked about, people think about his head every day. His head is not a night pot, to be used when people want to use it.

"Did Chen Tou misunderstand?" Manager Li still had a smile on his face, but it appeared very fake.

Chen Guanlou laid out the truth, and Manager Li didn't seem very willing to continue acting.

The two looked at each other, neither willing to give in.

"A mere six hundred taels, yet you want my life. It seems that in the eyes of you, Manager Li, my life is not even worth six hundred taels." A national curse came out directly, Chen Guanlou didn't hide his anger at all, and had no interest in continuing to pretend to act.

He was like a reckless man who had just come out of the mountains, pointing at Manager Li's nose, revealing his anger vividly.

Manager Li, however, was calm, even restraining the anger in his eyes, more and more convinced that the young man in front of him was a fool. Fools can be bullied!

Chen Guanlou panted. "This business cannot be done. And I won't pay the debt! Manager Li, why don't you draw a line, how to solve it, whether it is a literary fight or a martial fight, just one word."

"Harmony brings wealth!" Manager Li laughed loudly.

Chen Guanlou broke out in a cold sweat.

Two Third-Rank martial artist auras were nearby, Third-Rank peak strength. Worthy of being the Sitong Bank that opened business all over the world, they could afford to hire Third-Rank martial artists as guards. Those thugs outside were just for show, used to fill the scene. The real killing move was the martial artist they cultivated. Since there are Third-Rank, it is hard to guarantee there are no Fourth-Rank or Fifth-Rank.

Fourth-Rank and Fifth-Rank, for ordinary people, are out of reach. But for the Sitong Bank backed by the Prince's Mansion and the Eastern Palace, they are all things that can be solved with money.

Martial artists also need to eat and spend money. The money spent is ten times or a hundred times that of ordinary people. Poor literature and rich martial arts—this principle is common in any era.

Ordinary people don't see Fourth-Rank or Fifth-Rank martial artists because high-rank martial artists are all kept by powerful people, or they are in the army. There are also high-rank martial artists wandering the rivers and lakes, but the number is very small. Most of them are backed by powerful people, leading the whole family to rise to heaven. ===== CHAPTER 105 =====