Earning 100 million a day, yet trapped in a county town.

Chapter 36 The usury issue is settled.

Hun Sen narrowed his eyes.

"What are the conditions?"

"First, return the IOU to me, and the debt will be completely settled."

"Secondly, your three henchmen who assaulted people must not be released. They should be locked up for as long as necessary."

The private room fell silent again.

Hun Sen stared at Wang Guanxi for several seconds, then laughed.

I laughed unexpectedly, but I was also very happy.

What he fears most in this line of work is something happening to his subordinates.

If three henchmen are detained for a few days, not only do you have to use your connections to get them released early, but you also have to give them a resettlement allowance.

But if we had 500,000, it would be worth it to make those three henchmen stay in jail for a month, let alone fifteen days.

Cheng Wanhua wasn't seriously beaten, and the other three people would only be locked up for ten days to half a month at most before being released.

Exchanging it for 500,000 is such a great deal.

Hun Sen slammed his hand on the table.

"Young man, you can't just say things like that. Boss Zhong is here as a witness."

Wang Guanxi said, "One hand pays the money, the other hand pays the IOU."

Hun Sen laughed heartily and turned to look at the pheasant.

"What are you waiting for? Show me the IOU!"

Pheasant quickly took a piece of paper out of his pocket, unfolded it, and laid it on the table.

It was the IOU that Cheng Wanhua had signed, with his fingerprint and signature clearly written on it.

Wang Guanxi glanced at it, confirmed that there was no problem, and then took out his phone.

"Boss Hong, send me the account number."

Hun Sen gave Shan Ji a wink, and Shan Ji recited a string of numbers.

Wang Guanxi tapped a few times on his phone, entered the amount, and confirmed the transfer.

With a "ding," the transfer was successful.

Hun Sen's phone vibrated.

He took it out and saw that two million had been deposited into his account.

Hun Sen looked at the string of numbers, then at Wang Guanxi, and his expression changed.

The "I look down on you" expression from before was gone, replaced by a surprised "you've got something" vibe.

He stood up and pushed the IOU in front of Wang Guanxi.

"This is yours."

Wang Guanxi picked up the IOU, folded it, and put it in his shirt pocket.

Zhong Zhaolong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the transaction was completed.

He stood up, raised his glass, and said with a smile.

"Very well, everyone's happy! Mr. Hong, Mr. Wang, come, let me toast you both!"

Hun Sen also stood up, raised his glass, and clinked it against Chung Chao Long's.

Then he looked at Wang Guanxi and raised his glass.

"Young man Edison, we've become friends through this misunderstanding. If you run into any trouble in Jiangcheng in the future, feel free to come to me."

These words were spoken very politely, a stark contrast to how he acted when he first entered.

Wang Guanxi picked up his wine glass and smiled.

"Thank you, Boss Hong."

The three clinked glasses and drank it all in one gulp.

The atmosphere at the next dinner was much better.

Chung Chiu-lung resumed his "I'm the middleman" attitude, flattering both sides.

"Boss Hong is a big shot in Jiangcheng. Everyone has to give him face."

Hun Sen listened with a smile, nodding occasionally.

Chung Chiu-lung then turned to Edison Wang.

"And needless to say, President Wang is the hope for Jiangcheng's future. Let me tell you, with President Wang around, Jiangcheng will definitely develop better and better in the future."

During this time, Chung Chao-lung did not mention the two of them going to open a club together.

. . . . . .

After the dinner, Chung Chao-lung and Wang Guan-hsi saw Hun Sen off together.

Watching Hun Sen's car drive away, Wang Guanxi winked at Wang Defa, who quickly took two large bags from the trunk of the Cullinan and placed them in Zhong Zhaolong's car.

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Zhong Zhaolong quickly declined, "Oh, Mr. Wang, you're too kind. What kind of relationship do we have? Why would we need to do this?"

Wang Guanxi didn't waste any words with him and simply stuffed the bag into the car: "Boss Zhong, if you consider me a brother, then accept these things."

Chung Chao-lung couldn't refuse, so he finally accepted the gifts.

"Boss Zhong, we'll be going now."

"Okay, drive carefully."

After Wang Guanxi left, Zhong Zhaolong opened the bag and found two packs of cigarettes, two boxes of Moutai, and a paper bag inside.

He opened the paper bag, and inside were five neat stacks of banknotes, each stack containing ten thousand, totaling fifty thousand yuan.

Zhong Zhaolong secretly sighed, "Wang Guanxi really knows how to handle things!"

Someone as wealthy and shrewd as him will surely have a place in Jiangcheng in the future.

He was glad he had agreed to work with Edison Wang.

. . . . . .

Wang Guanxi didn't even blink when he spent two million.

For him now, anything that can be solved with money isn't a problem.

Giving Hun Sen an extra 500,000 wasn't just to keep those three henchmen locked up for a few more days.

It was also to make Hun Sen remember him.

After all, they'll be stuck in Jiangcheng from now on, so getting in touch with a gangster like Hun Sen will definitely make things easier.

Having obtained the IOU, the matter was only half settled. The remaining task was to take over Cheng Wanhua's garment factory.

Having drunk quite a bit that night, Wang Guanxi wasn't in a hurry to get things done and planned to talk to Zhou Lijuan about it the next day.

. . . . . .

The next day, Wang Guanxi slept until after 11 a.m.

The first thing he does after getting up is, as is his habit, to check in on the system.

A system notification immediately sounded in my mind.

[Ding! Host has successfully checked in; cash reward of 100 million.]

[Critical Hit Reward: Luck Value +1]

Wang Guanxi paused for a moment, then laughed.

The last time he gained luck points, he bumped into Su Qingyu as soon as he went out. He was worried about not being able to find someone from the agency, but she delivered herself to his door.

I wonder what good things will happen this time.

He stretched, got out of bed, washed his face, and changed his clothes.

I went downstairs, ate a bowl of wontons, and then took out my phone to call Zhou Lijuan.

"Mom, are you still in the hospital?"

"Yes, Uncle Cheng needs to be observed for two more days."

"Okay, I'll be there in a bit."

. . . . . .

The inpatient department of the county people's hospital.

When Wang Guanxi arrived, he pushed open the door to the ward and saw that Cheng Wanhua looked much better than yesterday.

The bandage on his head was removed, and his left hand was still in a cast and sling across his chest, but he looked much more energetic, and his face had regained some color.

Zhou Lijuan sat next to him peeling an apple, while Xiao Jun lay on the cot next to him playing on his phone.

Seeing Wang Guanxi enter, Zhou Lijuan put down the apple and stood up.

"You're here?"

"Hmm." Wang Guanxi nodded, sat down on the chair next to the hospital bed, glanced at Cheng Wanhua, and said, "Uncle Cheng, you look much better today."

Cheng Wanhua smiled, clearly in a better mood than yesterday.

"I'm much better. The doctor said to observe me for two more days, and if there's nothing wrong, I can be discharged."

Wang Guanxi didn't exchange any more pleasantries.

He took the neatly folded IOU out of his pocket, unfolded it, and handed it to Cheng Wanhua.

"The loan shark issue is settled."

The ward was silent for a second.

Cheng Wanhua's eyes widened instantly as he stared at the IOU, frozen in place.

Zhou Lijuan almost dropped the apple in her hand, so she quickly put it down and came over to take a look.