Chapter 818

Inside the cluttered room, Liu Beishan was tidying up his things.

Looking at his home, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but tilt his head and say, "Your place is really messy!"

Twitching his mouth as he looked at Zhang Cheng, Liu Beishan couldn't help but say, "Well, I haven't really tidied it up!"

"Alright, today let's first discuss what we're going to do next!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but turn serious.

Hearing Zhang Cheng say this, Hearing Dakang and Liu Beishan both leaned in.

"Big Brother, I have an idea. I heard that the price of motorcycles is pretty good lately—how about we go and get a few?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Hearing Dakang proposed his idea.

"Get motorcycles?"

Looking at Hearing Dakang suspiciously, Zhang Cheng asked in full confusion, "Do you think this is the nineties? You still want to guest-star as a motorcycle thief?"

Looking at Hearing Dakang with disdain, Zhang Cheng didn't even know what to say.

The motorcycle thieves of the nineties really did speed along, grabbing whatever they could.

But now? Aren't they still being governed into total submission?

Looking at Zhang Cheng awkwardly, Hearing Dakang and Liu Beishan both fell silent.

"But the problem is, we don't have any money either!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Liu Beishan and Hearing Dakang both didn't know what to say.

"If only we could find someone to borrow some starting capital from!"

Rubbing his chin, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sigh.

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Hearing Dakang said, "I know someone who can lend money, but we can't pay it back!"

"What do you mean?"

Looking at Hearing Dakang curiously, Zhang Cheng asked.

"There's a Master Wu over in the city district; he's a loan shark, but the interest is too high—once you borrow, you can't pay it back at all!"

Explaining to Zhang Cheng, Hearing Dakang said bitterly, "Xiao Bei borrowed money from him to buy a motorcycle, and now he's being hunted down."

Hearing Hearing Dakang's words, Zhang Cheng looked at Liu Beishan and said, "How much did you borrow?"

"Two thousand, but I've already paid back six thousand, and now I still owe ten thousand!"

Showing a distressed expression, Liu Beishan had already thought of every possible way, but still had no way to pay off the debt!

"Is that money you borrowed? Why does it feel like a loan from the King of Hell?"

Looking at Liu Beishan, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but stand up and say, "Alright, that's decided—we're going to 'borrow' money from Master Wu!"

"Brother Cheng, that won't do, Master Wu has a lot of people!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Liu Beishan turned serious, and Hearing Dakang hurriedly tried to stop him.

But looking at the two, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "You guys don't understand the law—interest below 24% is protected, but anything over 36% is invalid. And if he makes the first move, we'll be acting in self-defense, understand? I could beat him to death and it would be fine!"

Looking at the Liu Beishan and Hearing Dakang before him, Zhang Cheng explained.

"Self-defense is fine, but can you beat that many people?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, Hearing Dakang and Liu Beishan couldn't help but stare at him.

"Is he going to bring me a reinforced division of soldiers in green uniforms?"

Speaking with disdain, Zhang Cheng stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to borrow money! Keep your eyes peeled from now on—this is our way to wealth!"

Inside the crowded casino, the place was bustling with noise.

Following Hearing Dakang in from the side, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but be astonished: "There's a casino here too?"

"Master Wu is a very powerful person in the neighborhood!"

Explaining to Zhang Cheng, Hearing Dakang said.

And just then, Zhang Cheng saw Hearing Dakang chat with someone for a couple of sentences, and then the person came up.

"So you're the one who wants to borrow money?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, the man asked with a serious face.

"Right, it's me!"

Speaking with a full smile, Zhang Cheng then said, "Looking at me like this, how much can I borrow?"

"Let's go, we'll talk inside. How much do you want to borrow?"

Leading Zhang Cheng and the others toward the back, the man said as he walked, "Liu Beishan, your account is almost due—remember to pay it off soon, otherwise my brothers aren't vegetarians, you know?"

"Yes, I know!"

Hearing the man say this, Liu Beishan showed a helpless expression on his face.

Because if he hadn't been hounded so tightly by this group of people, how could he have ended up in prison for theft!

However, just as a door opened, Zhang Cheng looked at the middle-aged man sitting upright in a chair inside and said, "Yo, this must be Master Wu, right?"

"Who are you?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, the man asked.

"I am Zhang Cheng, 'Cheng' as in 'integrity and honesty'. I've come to ask Master Wu for a favor today, to build a bridge and turn the feng shui around!"

Looking at Master Wu with a full smile, Zhang Cheng's face was full of "respect."

But if anyone from the Iron Bank were here, they would definitely point at Zhang Cheng's nose and curse!

Because that was exactly how he spoke when he went to borrow money from the Iron Bank back in the day.

Never mind how flowery his words were back then, he never paid the money back, and even threatened to attack Braavos!

Iron Bank: We've met this kind of person twice!

Lu Yan:.

"Young man, you know how to talk. Tell me, how much do you want to borrow?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Master Wu said.

"I have a project in my hands involving the mysteries of human medicine, and I need 600,000 to start!"

Looking at Master Wu earnestly, Zhang Cheng explained.

"What the hell? You want to borrow 600,000?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in disbelief, Master Wu was scared by this statement.

Because where did this greenhorn come from, wanting to borrow 600,000 the first time they met?

This was 2009; the average monthly salary for a worker in the capital was only about 4,000, and he dared to open his mouth and ask for 600,000?

"Master Wu, it's not that I doubt your professionalism, but this involves human medicine. As long as I develop it, I guarantee I can make a fortune. By then, we'll be ringing the bell at Times Square and listing on the NASDAQ!"

Looking at Master Wu earnestly, Zhang Cheng turned serious.

"Is this guy a con artist?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Master Wu pondered for a moment, then turned his head to ask.

"Master Wu, no, this guy is a graduate from a proper university!"

Explaining to Master Wu, the man beside him took out Zhang Cheng's things.

"The times are developing so fast, why don't I understand what he's saying?"

Rubbing his head, Master Wu pondered for a long time and said, "You can borrow money, but only 200,000. But, you have to write an IOU, and every month..."

"Only 200,000?"

Looking at Master Wu in surprise, Zhang Cheng then rubbed his chin and said, "Alright then, will you write me an IOU?"

"No, who is writing to whom?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, Master Wu was stunned in place upon hearing this.

"You write me an IOU—200,000 yuan. Although it's not much, you at least have to pay it back to me!"

Looking at the Master Wu before him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but reveal a smile, his eyes flashing.

"Hey, you brat, how are you talking? I'll be damned!"

Standing up, the man beside him was just about to charge forward, but was knocked unconscious by a backhanded punch from Zhang Cheng.

Looking at the person who had fallen, Master Wu roared in anger, "You bastard, you're here to stir up trouble, aren't you!"

"That's right, I'm here to stir up trouble, but today, I'm going to rob the robbers!"

Pressing both hands on the table, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Let me calculate for you: gathering crowds for gambling, running a casino, private lending—you'll have to spend at least twelve years inside, right?"

"Aren't you afraid you won't be able to walk out of here, kid?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Master Wu stared at him with a fierce face.

"I dared to come, so of course I have the ability to walk out. Why don't you try it?"

Looking at Master Wu playfully, Zhang Cheng twisted his neck, and then a dagger appeared in his palm and began to spin.

(End of chapter)