Chapter 510: The Trap

The first batch of poor devils who couldn't repay their loans, forced with no alternative, had no choice but to take factory jobs, with a dedicated person responsible for their pre‑job training.

After a brief training, they went straight to work.

These guys thought it was simple.

Nothing more than enduring a tough period; just grit your teeth and it'll pass.

As for this, Chen Yongren only wanted to say.

You damn well overthink it!

Although these guys took out short‑term loans, the interest is compounded, and they only get paid once a month—how could they possibly outrun the ever‑rising interest?

Even if you borrowed only 20 yen, don't think you can easily pay this sum back.

"A Ren't you afraid these Japanese will realize they can never repay the debt and rebel?" Lin Ke Xin calculated carefully and sensed trouble ahead.

"Rebel?" Chen Yongren gave a cold snort, picked up a drink, took a hearty gulp, and said, "You're giving these beasts too much credit."

"If they had that ability, they'd have already snagged the subsidies owed to them."

"Why suffer here with us?"

"They're a bunch of scum worse than pigs and dogs, spineless cowards—if they really get angry, the worst we'll do is feed them empty promises."

"You know what a hair‑following donkey is?"

Chen Yongren paused, then spoke mysteriously: "Besides, taking care of this bunch of bastards doesn't even require me to lift a finger."

"What method?" Lin Ke Xin's interest was piqued.

"I picked a few of those Japanese to be team leaders." Chen Yongren couldn't help but exclaim, "These guys are truly heaven‑chosen lucky ones!"

Having said that, Chen Yongren paused again and said, "And I am the god who can sway their fate."

"……" Lin Ke Xin's mind slowly filled with question marks: "Using Japanese to manage Japanese?"

Lin Ke Xin immediately grasped what Chen Yongren meant.

"I get it—you want to slightly improve the treatment of some Japanese, make them team leaders who also act as supervisors, so that if they spot someone slacking and it's confirmed, they can earn a bonus."

"In order to regain freedom as soon as possible, this bunch that now holds a bit of authority will surely spare no effort in exploiting, reporting on, and surveilling their own compatriots."

"That way, someone will help you absorb the conflict, letting them fight among themselves—who would still think to curse the factory?"

"Exactly, my wife is really sharp." Chen Yongren couldn't resist pinching Lin Ke Xin's cheek, then added, "But this is actually two‑way supervision."

"If these supervisors dare to act corruptly, they'll be demoted straight back to ordinary workers."

After hearing all that, Lin Ke Xin only wanted to utter one sinister remark.

She really couldn't fathom where Chen Yongren had dreamed up these nasty tricks.

Shifting and manufacturing conflict—playing it so slick, it's practically more capitalist than the capitalists themselves.

She even forgot that Chen Yongren had taken advantage of her.

No…

How do I feel like I've forgotten something important?

Because they owed money, these folks who used to love slacking off worked extremely hard in order to regain freedom as soon as possible.

Leaving other things aside, this trick is still quite effective.

The number of Japanese unable to repay their debts kept growing, but fortunately the factory had plenty of equipment—it was just a matter of adding a few more production lines, and the factory gradually got on track.

The beverage was officially renamed to Shining West.

Shining upon the West.

In Japanese it also means "good".

A double entendre, simple and easy to remember.

The trademark is a little green dinosaur, aimed at the children's market.

The slogan is even simpler and easy to remember.

Shining West brand beverage, Yo West, Yo West.

A simple slogan, easy to remember, and quite brain‑washy.

Anyway, that Ren‑surnamed company is still busy selling flower cards, so we don't have to worry about copyright fees.

Each bottle sells for two‑tenths of a yen.

On the day the beverage hit the market, its rich flavor quickly captured the market.

Chen Yongren also secretly marketed something like "buy it or you're not Japanese"—each bottle purchased turns into a bullet aimed at American devils, British devils, and big hairy Russians.

Holiday marketing tactics like "no gifts today, only give Shining West brand beverage" gave these Japanese a little shock.

In just under three days, Shining West brand beverage echoed throughout Jinmen.

Little did they know, behind these tasty drinks lay a sweatshop factory.

Chen Yongren, kind‑hearted, couldn't bear to see these things, so he…

never went to look.

After five days in business, Chen Yongren, after deducting all costs, made a clean profit of 500,000 yen.

A hundred thousand a day—like picking up money.

This kind of zero‑cost, high‑return business really feels great—indeed, you still have to squeeze the little Japanese.

I will keep striving to become the great creditor of all Japan, so that Japanese will serve as my slaves generation after generation.

They'll never be able to repay my kindness in a lifetime!

Having made big money, Chen Yongren also didn't forget to reward them.

At lunchtime he allowed an extra ten minutes of rest, and each person's meal got an additional free piece of meat.

After all.

These guys work five days, but their average hours are around ninety per week.

Basically, it's just waking up to work and closing eyes to sleep.

But this simple reward earned the gratitude of the Japanese in the factory, and they worked even harder.

To give them hope, Chen Yongren occasionally releases a few people who have paid off their debts.

Of course.

These are all actors hired by Chen Yongren, whose purpose is to let the factory workers work with hope, giving them something to look forward to in life.

Great Benevolent Person Chen Yongren, how could you bear to let them lose their jobs?

Chen Yongren's factory is booming, but Yuan Gangxian is getting anxious, his butt smoking; when the Black Dragon Society presses too hard, he releases some goods to delay as much as possible.

Although Yuan Gangxian bought some newspaper reports to explain and divert attention, this basically has no effect and is counterproductive.

While busy with business, Chen Yongren also watches news related to Yuan Gangxian.

I guess this little devil is already so anxious he's about to shit himself.

However, Chen Yongren plans to turn up the heat, tonight he'll set a warehouse on fire.

Yuan Gangxian's shipping warehouse will be burned, and the Black Dragon Society's warehouse even more so.

We'll go together, nobody can be missing.

Night.

Dark moon, high wind—perfect for killing and arson.

Chen Yongren disguises himself and quietly comes to Warehouse No. 2.

A few guards at the gate are dozing off.

Chen Yongren doesn't hold back, pulls out a homemade simple Molotov cocktail and throws it through the window.

Not long after, Chen Yongren sees flames jumping inside the warehouse.

Afterwards, Chen Yongren goes to the Black Dragon Society's warehouse.

After confirming there's no opium stored inside, he directly sets the warehouse on fire, and also takes some of the goods they intended to sell off, putting the blame on them.

Truthfully, Yuan Gangxian knows that this batch of lost goods has appeared in the Black Dragon Society's warehouse.

Tsk tsk...

The scene is too beautiful to imagine.

After doing all this, Chen Yongren dresses up as he did when he first met Yuan Gangxian, preparing to give the clan leader's badge to this idiot.

Yuan Gangxian doesn't realize at this moment that his 'younger brother' has set a big trap for him.

At this moment, he is enduring Chi Mu Chengping's angry scolding.