This... Mr. Li, you see, when doing business, the focus is on harmony. Tong Nanyu rubbed his hands and said carefully. Although Mr. Migaus Deconen did a bit too much this time, he is also a person with status. I think if I talk carefully, it should be properly resolved. I can pay him another 20,000 US dollars on the basis of principal and interest. Do you think he can accept it?
Li Zaian stared at the old man for a while, smiled, and said nothing
The old man was a little cunning. He had actually said the borrower's name. As for what he said later, the principal plus interest plus 20,000 US dollars, it was not a condition for Migaus, but a price for Li Zaian. To put it bluntly, the old man hoped that this matter could be resolved safely. As long as this could be done, he would rather spend more money.
This may be a nature that exists in the bones of Chinese people. Everything is easy to say at home. Once you go out, you will become cowardly, timid and afraid of trouble, and you are afraid of getting into trouble. Once you are troubled, the first thing you think of is how to compromise and give in. You would rather knock yourself down and swallow it than dare to stand up straight and fight with reason.
This kind of nationality that Li Zaian can change, he can only do what he can do. In fact, Tong Nanyu misunderstood a problem. The difficulties he is facing now are not his own business, but the borrowers infringe on the interests of the Morio organization. They have crossed the boundaries. If Tong Nanyu understands the rules of the game in the underworld circle, he should have asked the Morio organization for help before, after all, he pays the protection fee.
Seeing Li Zaian smiling but not speaking, Tong Nanyu thought he agreed to his proposal. The old man turned around tremblingly, walked to the inner room, cleaned the entire safe, and finally sorted out the money he promised.
When he came out with money from the inner room, two milky white vans happened to be on the sidewalk outside the clothing store.
The first time Tong Nanyu saw these two vans, he changed his face. Just two days ago, these two vans were parked outside the clothing store. Four or five strong white men got out of the car smashed his clothing store.
Now, these people are coming again. Tong Nanyu is not afraid of his business being smashed, but is worried that Li Zaian will send someone to kill him.
Li Zaian, who was sitting at the table drinking tea, noticed the change in the expression on the old man's face. He followed the other person's gaze and saw several people jumping out of the van. A guy in the lead was wearing a variegated plaid half-sleeved shirt, white cotton knee-length shorts, and a pair of sunglasses on his face. He should be in his early thirties, and a white man
Li Zaian only glanced at it and turned around. He didn't know this person, so he probably wasn't a person in the drug trafficking organizations of St. Paul.
The teacup in front of him was empty, and Li Zaan didn't work hard and leaned over. Tong Nanyu, who had brought up a bit of hot purple clay teacup and filled it with water.
Tong, what are you thinking? The person who got off the cart at this time had already entered the store, and the leading guy stood by the door and asked
Tong Nanyu's wrinkled face had already turned pale. He barely rubbed to the table and piled the cash in his arms on the table. He didn't dare to answer the other party's questions. He just took a look at Li Zaian, who looked calm.
Borrowing 30,000 yuan, five percent of the monthly interest rate. In fact, there is not much money to repay the principal plus interest, which is 31,000 yuan. However, this five-point interest is compound interest, which means that the interest is calculated on a daily basis. Every day after that, the interest on the first day must be added to the principal, so that it continues to rise, which is the so-called profit-making profit.
However, Tong Nanyu didn't borrow for a long time, only one month, and even if he made a profit, he couldn't get out of the way.
He took out 50,000 yuan to repay the loan, and no matter how he calculated it, it would be enough.
Shi Pi, write a check. Li Zaan didn't even look at the money and said without raising his head.
Shi Pi understood what he meant when he heard this. He took out a checkbook from his body and signed a 170,000 check on the table.
There are various rules in the underground world of St. Paul. For those who lend across the boundaries, the general punishment is to make profits. The specific method is to put the lender into a sack, seal the bag, and then beat the stick.
Getting a profit of 10,000 is a real stick. Getting a profit of 100,000 is a ten stick. If you are lucky, you will escape from the heavens. If you can't stand it, you will have to admit that you are unlucky.
Li Zaian came up and didn't say that he would blow the person out, but wrote a check to pay. This was to use underground rules to solve this problem. Some people might say that if you lend 30,000 yuan, you will recover the principal and interest of 170,000 yuan, and you will only have more than a dozen sticks after you make a profit from inside and outside. You grit your teeth and get through it.
If you think so, it would be too naive. The so-called profit of 10,000 in the rules is the fucking Cruzero currency, not the US dollar. According to the current price comparison, 140,000 US dollars is about 1.4 million Cruzero, which is 140 sticks. This thing can't be withstood the living gods.
And Li Zaian did this. As long as these people received the check, no matter which force they belong to, they could not escape punishment. The underground world has underground rules. The reason why Sao Paulo's numerous criminal organizations can maintain superficial peace is based on this rule. Before, Banoro could be said to have died on this rule.
So, no matter what these guys do, who supports them, as long as the person who supports them does not want to provoke a melee or becomes the target of public criticism, they must hand over these people honestly
If they are singles, they will have to admit that they are unlucky this time. The final result is nothing more than a garbage bin or a few pieces of corpses in the sewer of the gutter.
Some people in this world just don’t know how to live or die. The guy wearing a plaid half-sleeved shirt picked up the check without thinking. He looked at the amount on the check, looked at the ticket couplet, whistled in his mouth, and laughed: Tong, you are so lucky that someone is willing to fill this bottomless pit for you. However, I must regret to tell you that 170,000 is the principal of five days ago, as for now...
Mr. Mgaus, don't go too far. Old Man Tong didn't expect that Li Zaian would just write a check of 170,000. To be honest, although he has some wealth now, he can't take out such a large amount of money easily.
But this Mgaus was not satisfied yet, and he actually wanted to continue extortion.
I saw Mr. Tong, some people are so greedy. If you give in to him, he will think you can keep going like that. Li Zaian shook his head and smiled, and said to Tong Nanyu in Chinese. So the best way to deal with such a person is to step on him to death when he leans against you.
What can Tong Nanyu say? He can only laugh with him, but he is worried about how to pay back the money.
No one in the audience could understand Chinese except Li Zaian and Tong Nanyu. Migaus, who had just received the check, was taking a calculator. He probably wanted to calculate how much the current interest and principal should be. After hearing the laughter, he couldn't help but look up and asked: Why are you laughing?
That expression was fierce, as if he was about to bite someone
Of course I am laughing at you. Li Zaian didn't leave the stool. He turned his body halfway and said to him, "Don't you check the credibility of the check?" What if it's a short ticket?
Migos hesitated for a moment, picked up the check and looked at it. This check was exclusively for Sao Paulo's bank, and the ticket collection was for Pai Fund.
He knows that this fund is on the financial street and should be very credible
But just in case, he found a confidant and asked the other party to go to the Sao Paulo Bank to verify it at a nearby agency.
Micaus was very cautious, but he should be more cautious. If he could receive the check, he would choose to leave here as soon as possible, and then not cash the check but to travel as far as possible. At least he would leave Saint Paul. If nothing else, it would be okay to save his life.
After a while, the confidant who had taken the check transferred out of the clothing store's front, he retreated with a pale face. Following him, he walked in was a middle-aged man with a thin figure and a fair face.
The middle-aged man was wearing a light blue summer outfit with a blank expression on his face. If he didn't know, he would probably regard him as a lawyer or a dentist, but people like Migos knew him, and it can even be said that no one who was hiding in a few neighborhoods did not know him.
Li Zaian stared at the old man for a while, smiled, and said nothing
The old man was a little cunning. He had actually said the borrower's name. As for what he said later, the principal plus interest plus 20,000 US dollars, it was not a condition for Migaus, but a price for Li Zaian. To put it bluntly, the old man hoped that this matter could be resolved safely. As long as this could be done, he would rather spend more money.
This may be a nature that exists in the bones of Chinese people. Everything is easy to say at home. Once you go out, you will become cowardly, timid and afraid of trouble, and you are afraid of getting into trouble. Once you are troubled, the first thing you think of is how to compromise and give in. You would rather knock yourself down and swallow it than dare to stand up straight and fight with reason.
This kind of nationality that Li Zaian can change, he can only do what he can do. In fact, Tong Nanyu misunderstood a problem. The difficulties he is facing now are not his own business, but the borrowers infringe on the interests of the Morio organization. They have crossed the boundaries. If Tong Nanyu understands the rules of the game in the underworld circle, he should have asked the Morio organization for help before, after all, he pays the protection fee.
Seeing Li Zaian smiling but not speaking, Tong Nanyu thought he agreed to his proposal. The old man turned around tremblingly, walked to the inner room, cleaned the entire safe, and finally sorted out the money he promised.
When he came out with money from the inner room, two milky white vans happened to be on the sidewalk outside the clothing store.
The first time Tong Nanyu saw these two vans, he changed his face. Just two days ago, these two vans were parked outside the clothing store. Four or five strong white men got out of the car smashed his clothing store.
Now, these people are coming again. Tong Nanyu is not afraid of his business being smashed, but is worried that Li Zaian will send someone to kill him.
Li Zaian, who was sitting at the table drinking tea, noticed the change in the expression on the old man's face. He followed the other person's gaze and saw several people jumping out of the van. A guy in the lead was wearing a variegated plaid half-sleeved shirt, white cotton knee-length shorts, and a pair of sunglasses on his face. He should be in his early thirties, and a white man
Li Zaian only glanced at it and turned around. He didn't know this person, so he probably wasn't a person in the drug trafficking organizations of St. Paul.
The teacup in front of him was empty, and Li Zaan didn't work hard and leaned over. Tong Nanyu, who had brought up a bit of hot purple clay teacup and filled it with water.
Tong, what are you thinking? The person who got off the cart at this time had already entered the store, and the leading guy stood by the door and asked
Tong Nanyu's wrinkled face had already turned pale. He barely rubbed to the table and piled the cash in his arms on the table. He didn't dare to answer the other party's questions. He just took a look at Li Zaian, who looked calm.
Borrowing 30,000 yuan, five percent of the monthly interest rate. In fact, there is not much money to repay the principal plus interest, which is 31,000 yuan. However, this five-point interest is compound interest, which means that the interest is calculated on a daily basis. Every day after that, the interest on the first day must be added to the principal, so that it continues to rise, which is the so-called profit-making profit.
However, Tong Nanyu didn't borrow for a long time, only one month, and even if he made a profit, he couldn't get out of the way.
He took out 50,000 yuan to repay the loan, and no matter how he calculated it, it would be enough.
Shi Pi, write a check. Li Zaan didn't even look at the money and said without raising his head.
Shi Pi understood what he meant when he heard this. He took out a checkbook from his body and signed a 170,000 check on the table.
There are various rules in the underground world of St. Paul. For those who lend across the boundaries, the general punishment is to make profits. The specific method is to put the lender into a sack, seal the bag, and then beat the stick.
Getting a profit of 10,000 is a real stick. Getting a profit of 100,000 is a ten stick. If you are lucky, you will escape from the heavens. If you can't stand it, you will have to admit that you are unlucky.
Li Zaian came up and didn't say that he would blow the person out, but wrote a check to pay. This was to use underground rules to solve this problem. Some people might say that if you lend 30,000 yuan, you will recover the principal and interest of 170,000 yuan, and you will only have more than a dozen sticks after you make a profit from inside and outside. You grit your teeth and get through it.
If you think so, it would be too naive. The so-called profit of 10,000 in the rules is the fucking Cruzero currency, not the US dollar. According to the current price comparison, 140,000 US dollars is about 1.4 million Cruzero, which is 140 sticks. This thing can't be withstood the living gods.
And Li Zaian did this. As long as these people received the check, no matter which force they belong to, they could not escape punishment. The underground world has underground rules. The reason why Sao Paulo's numerous criminal organizations can maintain superficial peace is based on this rule. Before, Banoro could be said to have died on this rule.
So, no matter what these guys do, who supports them, as long as the person who supports them does not want to provoke a melee or becomes the target of public criticism, they must hand over these people honestly
If they are singles, they will have to admit that they are unlucky this time. The final result is nothing more than a garbage bin or a few pieces of corpses in the sewer of the gutter.
Some people in this world just don’t know how to live or die. The guy wearing a plaid half-sleeved shirt picked up the check without thinking. He looked at the amount on the check, looked at the ticket couplet, whistled in his mouth, and laughed: Tong, you are so lucky that someone is willing to fill this bottomless pit for you. However, I must regret to tell you that 170,000 is the principal of five days ago, as for now...
Mr. Mgaus, don't go too far. Old Man Tong didn't expect that Li Zaian would just write a check of 170,000. To be honest, although he has some wealth now, he can't take out such a large amount of money easily.
But this Mgaus was not satisfied yet, and he actually wanted to continue extortion.
I saw Mr. Tong, some people are so greedy. If you give in to him, he will think you can keep going like that. Li Zaian shook his head and smiled, and said to Tong Nanyu in Chinese. So the best way to deal with such a person is to step on him to death when he leans against you.
What can Tong Nanyu say? He can only laugh with him, but he is worried about how to pay back the money.
No one in the audience could understand Chinese except Li Zaian and Tong Nanyu. Migaus, who had just received the check, was taking a calculator. He probably wanted to calculate how much the current interest and principal should be. After hearing the laughter, he couldn't help but look up and asked: Why are you laughing?
That expression was fierce, as if he was about to bite someone
Of course I am laughing at you. Li Zaian didn't leave the stool. He turned his body halfway and said to him, "Don't you check the credibility of the check?" What if it's a short ticket?
Migos hesitated for a moment, picked up the check and looked at it. This check was exclusively for Sao Paulo's bank, and the ticket collection was for Pai Fund.
He knows that this fund is on the financial street and should be very credible
But just in case, he found a confidant and asked the other party to go to the Sao Paulo Bank to verify it at a nearby agency.
Micaus was very cautious, but he should be more cautious. If he could receive the check, he would choose to leave here as soon as possible, and then not cash the check but to travel as far as possible. At least he would leave Saint Paul. If nothing else, it would be okay to save his life.
After a while, the confidant who had taken the check transferred out of the clothing store's front, he retreated with a pale face. Following him, he walked in was a middle-aged man with a thin figure and a fair face.
The middle-aged man was wearing a light blue summer outfit with a blank expression on his face. If he didn't know, he would probably regard him as a lawyer or a dentist, but people like Migos knew him, and it can even be said that no one who was hiding in a few neighborhoods did not know him.
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