Shanghetang Money House is on a small second floor on the east side of the sky bridge. The boss behind this money house is said to be Zhang Ba, the famous Dongbatian in Peking City. His real name is Zhang Dequan. He is also a well-known figure in Sijiu City, Peking.

What Guan Shijie had to face was a money house with a gangster background, and he was still very nervous. After all, he was born in a new society and grew up under the red flag. He didn't have many little hooligans since he was a child. He almost had a heart that would jump out at any time, and walked into the money house in sweat.

This is a hall of three or four hundred square meters. The hall is filled with square tables, including card players, card players, and sparrow players, and noisy crowds. The smell of smoke, wine, farts, and all kinds of smells mixed together, as if he had entered a stinky tofu workshop, and almost vomited Guan Shijie.

There is no pretentiousness in the adult world.

Guan Shijie held his breath and looked around. Seeing five or six strong men shaved with scalps in the casino, he found a relatively kind-looking person and walked over.

"Brother, please ask if your shopkeeper is here?" Guan Shijie asked carefully.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I'm here to pay back the money."

"Come with me."

After the man finished speaking, he led Guan Shijie to the second floor. He stopped in front of a room on the second floor with the manager's room writing, and two burly men stood in front of the door with their hands behind their backs.

After these two great men searched Guan Shijie's body, they knocked on the door and shouted: "Sixth Master, God of Wealth is here."

Guan Shijie was stunned. Why did he say that God of Wealth is here? Then he realized that he was here to give money, but wasn’t he the God of Wealth? It might be a title for the money dealer business.

"God, I've said that you have never changed many times, just call the manager." A man shouted in the office.

"Manager Sixth Master, God of Wealth is here!"

Guan Shijie held back his laughter and walked into the office. The office area is 40 to 50 square meters, with several landscape and lake shore paintings hanging on the walls. A statue of the God of Martial God of Wealth carrying the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand, and placed it on an Eight Immortals table facing east and west. There were several offerings on the table.

A circle of sofas was placed in front of a huge desk. Behind the desk was a twenty-five or six-year-old man with a white face and a gentle and gentle look. He had a shiny back and could smell a waxy smell from afar. He had a cigarette in his mouth and saw Guan Shijie walking in, his face full of smiles. This person's appearance was completely different from the image of the underworld that Guan Shijie imagined.

"Brother, are you the young owner of Guan Ji Oil Floor?"

"It's. Is it. I don't know what the elder brother calls me?"

"My surname is Lu, Shuangkou Lu. Lu Yunfei is the manager of this money house. I remember that your loan will not expire in three days. I came to pay back the money so early, and I am really a trustworthy person." Lu Yunfei stood up and said, "Young Master Guan, please sit down first. I will call the account to take the loan note and calculate the interest by the way."

"Manager Lu, I'm here this time to be able to be gracious with you and see if I can be given a period of gratitude?" Guan Shijie said with his eyes down.

"Ah?" After hearing what Guan Shijie said, Lu Yunfei immediately changed his face and said, "This is not possible. After the three days, we will collect shops and houses. Without further ado, Master Guan should think of a solution. Dog Zuozi and Caibangzi, please go out!"

The office door opened, and the two burly men at the door walked in with a grim look on their faces.

"Manager Lu, can you give me a minute and listen to me finish your words?" Guan Shijie begged.

"Okay, just one minute." Lu Yunfei looked at the watch on his wrist and said.

"Manager Lu, you can give me a month to give me a monthly payment. In this month, in addition to the daily interest, I will add an extra thousand yuan to you in one month. How about I give you another five hundred yuan in cigarettes?" Guan Shijie said.

When Lu Yunfei heard Guan Shijie say this, his eyes lit up. He waved his hand and asked the two bodyguards to go out and said, "Young Master Guan, you are making me feel embarrassed."

"Then, I'll hand you over 1,500 yuan first." Guan Shijie took out the silver notes from his arms, took out three and placed them on his desk.

Lu Yunfei glanced at the silver notes with a denomination of 500 yuan, and he felt a little whispered. It was reasonable for my uncle to add an extra 1,000 yuan in interest a month. What's more, he can get a 5,500 yuan bonus, so why not do it?

"Master Guan, are you really sure to pay off the loan in one month?" Lu Yunfei asked a little suspiciously.

"Of course I'm sure, and if I'm not sure, I dare not talk to Manager Lu." Guan Shijie said with a smile on his face.

When Lu Yunfei heard Guan Shijie's confident speech, he thought to himself that any business in the industry has not been easy to do recently, especially in the rice, flour, grain and oil industry. Generally speaking, the raw soybeans in the oil mill are produced in the northeast, and have been controlled by the Japanese in recent years. This has led to the surge in peanuts and rapeseed in the south. What is the way for the young master of the Guan family to bring the oil mill back to life within one month?

"Master Guan, can you get soybeans from the Northeast?"

"Where do I have that ability?" Guan Shijie said with a wry smile.

"Then why can you pay off the loan of 15,000 yuan in one month?"

"To be honest, I have invested in stocks and should be able to pay off the loan within one month." Guan Shijie was also afraid that Lu Yunfei would regret it, so he told the truth.

"Oh? Can Mr. Guan make a sure profit without losing money?"

Lu Yunfei has also traded stocks, but most of them are turkeys and quails coming out, and they lose more and make less. He doesn't really believe that Guan Shijie has such eyesight and ability to make enough money in one month.

Guan Shijie saw the components of suspicion and curiosity in Lu Yunfei's eyes, but the proportion of the components of curiosity was larger, and he couldn't help but feel moved. Since Miao Qinghou had invested, can he also encourage Lu Yunfei to invest and make more money?

"Manager Lu, are you also interested in stock trading?"

"If you do it with less skin and no hair, you will suffer from seven or five injuries. What? Master Guan has eyes, and knows which stock will rise sharply?"

"I just invested with my classmate, Miao Qinghou, chairman of Dahua Trading Company."

When Lu Yunfei heard this, Guan Shijie's classmate was Miao Qinghou, who had just succeeded Dahua Trading Company, and immediately became interested.

"Can Mr. Guan reveal some news? Which one is investing in?"

"This..." Guan Shijie deliberately showed a very embarrassed expression and said, "My classmate has some inside information. He knows that I have difficulties at home, so he wants to help me."

"Young Master Guan, if you really have insider information, then I will invest in you and get the profits of 30%."

When Lu Yunfei heard that the news came from the famous business name in Peking and the young owner of Dahua Trading Company, he was almost inseparable.

"My classmate repeatedly told me not to reveal the news. If someone helps me, I can't speak without trusting me." Guan Shijie said pitifully.

"If you don't say it, I won't say it. Who knows that it was the news you revealed? Let's do it like this, let's get 46, I'm free, you 44." Lu Yunfei said; "There is also the loan of your father, which can be extended for one month."

"Manager Lu, since you say that, I will cooperate with you. But before the cooperation, I have a request." Guan Shijie said: "Can we establish a document?"

"Young Master Guan is a smart man. He has no basis for speaking and has established his words as a basis." Lu Yunfei agreed readily.

As noon approached, Guan Shijie and Lu Yunfei came out of the stock exchange, holding Lu Yunfei's subscribe to 2,000 shares of Shanghai cotton yarn in their arms, the agreement on the profit sharing between the two people suddenly disappeared in the morning.
Chapter completed!