Chapter 193: People are gone but the money is still there—how miserable!

Kowloon, a certain villa district.

Standing in a hall with a distinct European style,

Zhang Cheng stood with his hands on his hips, a look of suspicion on his face as he said, "Tell me, how much did you say this villa was?"

"Mr. Zhang, villas are cheap right now. A huge price drop! You can buy it for just 27 million!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a face full of smiles, the real estate agent hurriedly explained.

"Puni amu, 27 million? Do you take me for a fool?"

Turning his head to look at the agent beside him, Zhang Cheng almost sprayed a mouthful of salt soda water in his face.

Because with 27 million, he could buy an entire eight-story building in Yau Tsim Mong!

And he could collect rent every month. Ten-plus years later—

"Wait, ten-plus years later, an eight-story building probably isn't worth as much as a villa, right?"

Rubbing his head, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "Can we negotiate? Like, give me a discount, give me a quote, how about that?"

"A discount? Mr. Zhang, stop joking. This is a Kowloon villa, not fish balls on the side of the road; how could there be a discount! As for a quote sheet, how could there be one? It's a flat price from the owner!"

Speechless as he looked at Zhang Cheng, the agent immediately retorted.

"A-Jin, drag him out and break his legs!"

Pointing at the agent beside him, Zhang Cheng spoke immediately.

"Yes, Boss!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Gao Jin didn't say a word; he looked directly at A-Wu, who was picking his nose beside him.

Seeing his big brother's gaze, A-Wu immediately put his hand down, grabbed the agent by the back of his collar, wiped his hand clean on the way, and said, "Look, we're all friends. Don't blame me for not giving you face. You decide: do you want your left leg broken, or your right?"

And just as A-Wu was dragging him out, the agent immediately shouted, "Mr. Zhang, wait! We're all acquaintances; actually, the price is negotiable!"

"A-Wu!"

Hearing the agent's words, Zhang Cheng hurriedly raised his hand and said, "See? I told you it was negotiable!"

"25 million. This really is the flat price. I'm not lying to you, here is the quote sheet!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a face full of grievance, the agent felt he had encountered a bandit.

He asks for an sky-high price, you counter-offer—that's how it works. Why break his legs? That's not observing the martial arts code at all!

"Damn, you dare to cheat me out of two million?"

Looking at the quote sheet in astonishment, Zhang Cheng saw the price was indeed 25 million and immediately widened his eyes.

Because he had long known that those who run transport and shops should be killed even if innocent, but he hadn't expected these guys' hearts to be this black!

A 25-million villa, and they had brazenly added two million on top, plus subsequent handling fees and transfer fees—wouldn't that come to around 30 million?

"Mr. Zhang, let me eat a meal!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with grievance, the agent spoke awkwardly.

"You call this eating a meal? You're trying to drink my blood!"

Looking at the agent with annoyance, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "A-Jin, later we'll open a real estate agency too. We can't let these bastards keep scamming us honest folks!"

With a twitching mouth and saying nothing, Gao Jin fell silent.

Because the word "honest folks" had absolutely nothing to do with them!

"Fine, we'll settle on this one. Get the transfer paperwork done within a week!"

Throwing the quote sheet in his hand to the agent before him, Zhang Cheng walked out leisurely.

Watching Zhang Cheng, the agent hurriedly smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang is truly generous. I have other properties in my hands; would you like to take a look?"

"Forget it, let's talk about it in a year!"

With his hands on his hips, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "By the way, does Hong Kong have any renovation crews that specialize in Chinese-style architecture?"

"We can help you arrange that. As long as the money is there, it's not a problem!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a face full of smiles, the agent revealed a cunning look. "Then I'll leave the renovation to you. Remember, it must be classical Chinese style. Don't give me anything flashy and gaudy, otherwise, it won't just be your legs that get broken—I'll break your boss's legs too!"

Looking at the agent before him, Zhang Cheng silently got into the Cadillac and left.

Watching Zhang Cheng leave, the agent turned his head and said, "Brother Wu, you didn't tell me your boss was so fierce!"

"Didn't I tell you? Didn't I tell you my boss is Crazy Cheng?"

Looking at the agent beside him, A-Wu reached out his hand and said, "Alright, I helped you introduce such a big business deal. Red envelope!"

"Wow, Brother Wu, you really are something, eating from both sides!"

Looking at A-Wu in astonishment, the agent felt like he was going to vomit blood.

Because after this single deal, he really earned very little!

"Stop dawdling. You should be crying with joy that you encountered a rich man like my boss!"

Snatching the red envelope from the agent's arms, A-Wu looked at the 66,000 inside and smiled, "Next time my boss buys a villa, I'll still look for you!"

"Forget it, Brother Wu, your boss isn't normal!"

Looking at A-Wu with a face full of fear, the agent felt aggrieved.

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Because the "discount" Zhang Cheng spoke of was different from the discount he understood!

Zhang Cheng: Breaking legs—how is that not a discount!

In the speeding Cadillac,

Gao Jin was driving, with two black sedans following behind.

Sitting in the seat, Zhang Cheng smoked a cigar and said, "Has anything happened recently?"

"Boss, Chen Haonan's brother Shan Ji has returned from Taiwan, and he brought a group of people! It's likely aimed at Liang Kun!"

Speaking to Zhang Cheng, Gao Jin explained.

Hearing Gao Jin's words, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and said, "So that means my 'sworn brother' Brother Kun is finished?"

"Boss, do we need to help?"

Asking Zhang Cheng, Gao Jin couldn't help but become serious.

"Help? Why would we help? Borrowing more money from his hands now is what's real. After all, when a person dies, the debt is cleared!"

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng took out his phone and made a call, beginning to flatter Liang Kun.

And just after hanging up, Zhang Cheng revealed a Tom-the-Cat-like smile and said, "See, as long as there's a bit more sincerity in this world, borrowing money is still easy to talk about!"

"Boss, did you go to borrow money from Liang Kun again?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in disbelief, Gao Jin was stunned.

"Yeah, I used the Chang'e Palace as collateral and borrowed another 30 million from him. The money for the villa—didn't it just come back?"

Speaking with a face full of glee, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but slap his thigh and say, "A-Jin, let me tell you, sometimes I have to admire my own brain. It's simply too smart!"

Driving with a twitching mouth, Gao Jin secretly made a decision: he must practice his boxing more when he gets back. Otherwise, with a boss this wicked, he'd be beaten to death by someone sooner or later!

"A-Jin, what kind of look is that? Do you know what the most miserable thing in the world is? It's when the person is gone, but the money is still there. So, I'm helping Liang Kun, you understand?"

Looking at Gao Jin with a serious face, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but lean back in his seat and say, "When Liang Kun's business is over, go and take out Jiang Tiansheng!"

"Understood, Boss! But why do we need to mess with Jiang Tiansheng? He doesn't seem to have much conflict with us, right?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng curiously, Gao Jin hadn't quite reacted.

Because this was equivalent to two sides fighting, and Zhang Cheng turning around and taking out the one watching the show!

"Because that old guy is too quiet, and I don't like 'dogs that don't bark'!"

Speaking with narrowed eyes, Zhang Cheng sneered.

Although Jiang Tiansheng didn't seem as ruthless as Jiang Tianyang, he was the truly insidious and cunning one.

Others might not be clear about his cooperation with Liang Kun, but Jiang Tiansheng definitely knew.

To avoid trouble, Zhang Cheng decided to strike first. After all, he was a person who hated trouble!

Jiang Tiansheng:

Jiang Tianyang:

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 194 =====