Chapter 942: This world is all about money!

The next morning, a drizzling rain fell.

Coming down from upstairs, Zhang Cheng sat at a roadside stall eating.

Just then, a man wearing a loose black suit came down.

Looking at him, Zhang Cheng waved his hand and said, "Hey, let's chat!"

The man looked at Zhang Cheng in confusion, then pointed at himself, looking around with a curious expression.

"Yes, you. Come here!"

Waving to signal him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile.

As their eyes met, the man walked up to Zhang Cheng and asked, "What do you want with me?"

"You're pretty tough, aren't you? Do you specialize in 'playing the big brother' on the streets?"

Looking at the man before him, Zhang Cheng sized him up.

"What do you mean by that?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, the man watched him with vigilance.

"My name is Zhang Cheng—the 'Cheng' as in 'integrity.' Any interest in working together? I really like your style."

Speaking to the man, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile, appearing exceptionally happy.

"Sorry, I don't like working with others."

The man stood up, intending to leave.

Watching him, Zhang Cheng said with a smile, "Your grandmother is in the hospital; you must be short on cash, right?"

Turning to look at Zhang Cheng, the man stared at him coldly.

"I'm not short on money. I have as much as you need. Work for me, and I can have your grandmother stay in the best hospital—even go to the United States for treatment. How about it? Shall we cooperate?"

Zhang Cheng stood up and walked over to the man. The moment they locked eyes, both couldn't help but curl their lips into a grin.

"Chen Guilin!"

Reaching out a hand, Chen Guilin looked at Zhang Cheng.

"Pleasure doing business, Guilin-zai!"

Shaking Chen Guilin's hand, a smile appeared in Zhang Cheng's eyes.

"I have a name. It's Chen Guilin, not Guilin-zai!"

Speaking to Zhang Cheng, it was clear Chen Guilin didn't like that nickname.

"Alright, Guilin-zai!"

Looking at Chen Guilin with a face full of smiles, Zhang Cheng spoke again.

Hearing Zhang Cheng say that, Chen Guilin looked utterly helpless.

However, despite Zhang Cheng's words, where would he get the money? Just as Gray Wolf said, the world was changing, yet these people were still here selling betel nuts and high-mountain tea—where was the profit in that?

But if he didn't have money, couldn't Zhang Cheng just go "borrow" some?

Sitting in a teahouse, Zhang Cheng looked at the men in black suits surrounding him and said, "So cautious, aren't we? Brother Gray Wolf!"

"Hey, it's all for the job. Don't make things difficult for the people below."

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a smile, Gray Wolf began to explain.

Hearing Gray Wolf say this, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Because he truly admired the man for being able to describe cowardice in such a fresh and refined way.

"Speak up. What do you want with me this time?"

Picking up the teapot, Gray Wolf poured some water.

"I want to borrow three million from you!"

Looking at Gray Wolf, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but speak up.

"Three million?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Gray Wolf didn't understand how he had the nerve to ask.

This was only their second meeting, and he dared to ask for three million? If they met two more times, wouldn't he be asking for his life?

"Brother, my money doesn't just blow in on the wind. You asking for three million right off the bat really makes me feel a bit..."

Looking at Zhang Cheng awkwardly, Gray Wolf really wanted to ask plainly: Are you worth three million?

But facing Gray Wolf's refusal, Zhang Cheng tapped the table and said, "When you went on the run back then, you had a son. Is that piece of information worth three million?"

Suddenly hearing Zhang Cheng say this, Gray Wolf froze completely, not even noticing that his teacup was overflowing.

"Bang, bang!"

Tapping the table, Zhang Cheng signaled Gray Wolf, who finally snapped back to reality.

Regaining his composure, Gray Wolf looked at Zhang Cheng and asked, "How did you know?"

"Some things are easy to find out if you just check, right? Like, for instance, that woman at the barbershop is your first love!"

Looking at Gray Wolf with a smile, Zhang Cheng explained.

"This three million, I'll lend it. Thank you!"

Speaking to Zhang Cheng, Gray Wolf immediately signaled his men to go get the money.

Opening the safe, they revealed it was packed with cash, and the man immediately took out three million.

However, the moment the money was handed over, Gray Wolf looked at Zhang Cheng and said, "I hope our future cooperation will be a bit more pleasant!"

"Of course, no problem. After all, we're all in it for the money, right?"

Looking at Gray Wolf with a smile, Zhang Cheng stood up and walked outside.

Watching Zhang Cheng's back, a man beside him asked, "Big Brother, you already know everything, why bother giving him three million?"

"He's not Chen Wenqian!"

Speaking to his subordinate, Gray Wolf smoked his cigarette gloomily.

Compared to a brainless brute like Chen Wenqian, someone with unpredictable thoughts like Zhang Cheng was far more dangerous.

Because Chen Wenqian had never investigated him!

Thinking about how the man was just a representative from a small place like Houbicuo, Gray Wolf's eyes were filled with surprise.

Just because the place was small didn't mean it lacked talent!

In a hospital, Chen Guilin was worrying about the upcoming medical bills. Just then, Zhang Cheng walked in from outside and tossed a duffel bag beside him: "Here, use this first! Once we finish dealing with the next matter, I'll send your grandmother overseas for treatment!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Chen Guilin was a bit stunned.

However, the moment he opened the bag, he couldn't help but ask, "Where did you get so much money?"

Just as Zhang Cheng knew about Chen Guilin, he also knew the man's identity.

After all, in Houbicuo, besides the visible Zhang Shunfa, Chen Wenqian had the largest influence. For a guy like Zhang Cheng, who lacked such a reputation, earning this much money was still very difficult!

"I borrowed it from someone! But don't worry, we'll have money soon!"

Speaking to Chen Guilin, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Three million, converted to RMB, was only about 660,000, but for the current treatment, it was more than enough.

Mentioning the money, Chen Guilin looked at Zhang Cheng and said, "I will pay you back!"

"We'll talk about that later!"

Looking at Chen Guilin with a smile, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but shrug his shoulders.

However, watching Chen Guilin leave, Zhang Cheng sat in a chair and muttered, "Earning money this way is a bit slow. Maybe I should just go burglarize Gray Wolf's safe instead!"

Gray Wolf: Is he even speaking human language?

Zhang Cheng: ...

In the pitch-black night, inside a small alley.

Zhang Shunfa walked there alone to relieve himself, but just then, the Monk appeared behind him, raising his gun with a fierce expression.

Looking at the man in shock, Zhang Shunfa didn't even have time to speak before he fell into a pool of blood.

Standing in the distance watching all of this, Zhang Cheng's cold eyes flickered.

Because to his predecessor, Zhang Shunfa was a good big brother, but he was not a wise leader.

This world is all about money. If he didn't leave, Zhang Cheng and Chen Wenqian would find it hard to get ahead, so... sorry about that!

"The method was too crude!"

Standing beside Zhang Cheng, Chen Guilin looked at the Monk, who looked somewhat similar to himself, and couldn't help but explain.

"Indeed, it should have been two shots to the chest and one to the head."

Speaking to Chen Guilin, Zhang Cheng explained with a face full of smiles.

Looking at Zhang Cheng in confusion, Chen Guilin was stunned. Was that what he meant?

He was talking about the choice of location and the person doing the job!

Zhang Cheng: Two shots to the chest, one to the head—even Hua Tuo would shake his head!

Chen Guilin: ...

"Damn, I didn't bring my eye drops!"

Feeling his pockets, Zhang Cheng realized an important prop was missing and was left speechless.

Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, Chen Guilin asked, "You still need to cry?"

"If I don't cry, how will people know I'm loyal?"

Speaking to Chen Guilin, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but complain.

After hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Chen Guilin looked at the lifeless Zhang Shunfa in the distance and immediately asked in shock, "You? Loyal?"