Prodigal System in the Flourishing City
Chapter 298 - 297: Not Making Money? [4th Release, 25,000 Votes for Additional Release]

Chapter 298: Chapter 297: Not Making Money? [4th Release, 25,000 Votes for Additional Release]

"Time to pay up."

Wei Chen’s words "pay up" were spat out and immediately everyone in the room was as excited as pets about to be fed.

They were all just waiting for this moment every day.

Wei Chen saw their expressions and snorted coldly.

You think you can fight me?

You’re all too green!

Just keeping you all on tenterhooks like this so you’ll never really go down the path of a desperate fight with me.

He pulled out an expensive cigar.

Without him needing to say anything, Jiao Xinkai, the uncle who had previously advised Wang Changdong, quickly stepped forward, took out a match, and lit the cigar for Wei Chen.

The other debt collectors were a step too slow and watched the scene with sighs of regret.

"Good!"

Wei Chen nodded in satisfaction and casually blew a smoke ring, filling the living room with the aroma of the cigar.

"What was your name again?"

Wei Chen glanced at Jiao Xinkai and asked.

With so many nuisances around, he couldn’t possibly remember every single one’s name.

"My name is Jiao Xinkai."

Jiao Xinkai said with a frustrated yet ingratiating smile.

"Oh, Jiao Xinkai, I remember now, I owe you three hundred thousand, right?"

Wei Chen recalled with some impression.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Jiao Xinkai said, suppressed.

In fact, Wei Chen owed him three hundred and twenty thousand, but he had already given up on the twenty thousand.

"What gift did you bring today?"

Wei Chen looked at the pile of gifts at the door and asked.

This man was a complete landowner.

"The finest bird’s nest, I brought it from the place of origin."

Jiao Xinkai continued with his frustrated smile.

Damn, he must bring gifts every day, or it won’t even be his turn.

"That’s not bad, alright, I’ll repay you today."

Wei Chen nodded lightly, as though he was bestowing a favor.

Disgusting!

"Thank you, thank you!"

Jiao Xinkai was frustrated beyond words.

Paying off debts is a matter of course!

In the past, it was the debt collectors who were the bosses, but now, it’s the debtors who are the bosses, no, this is basically the Emperor, and he still has to say thank you!

Seriously, have you ever encountered deadbeats?

The kind that won’t repay you even if they have money, it’s unbearably frustrating!

"You know the rules, right?"

Wei Chen continued to ask.

"Yes, I know!"

Jiao Xinkai quickly nodded.

Wei Chen nodded, took out his phone, and dialed a number, his face instantly switching to a sycophantic smile, "Ah, Brother Wang! Long time no see! Where are you making money these days? I’m in a bit of trouble, you know..."

Seeing Wei Chen’s expression, the debt collectors were all burning with rage but dared not express it.

They had all been deceived by Wei Chen’s expression at the beginning.

Yes, Wei Chen was borrowing money now!

Robbing Peter to pay Paul!

Borrowing money and then repaying them!

And the one being repaid was also responsible for cooperating with Wei Chen, just like Jiao Xinkai now.

"Yes, I’m working on a project with Mr. Wei, it’s that what... who are you asking who I am, I am that person..."

Jiao Xinkai, holding back the feeling of wanting to vomit, strained to cooperate with Wei Chen.

Once Wei Chen borrowed the money, he would repay him.

There will also be those who say, his behavior is shameless, helping a scoundrel deceive others!

But what choice does he have?!

When you find yourself in his shoes.

Would you choose to righteously refuse the money?

Or would you choose to help Wei Chen deceive others and solve your own problems first?!

Better to betray a friend than to let myself die!

Nobody should laugh at anyone!

...

After several hours of various acts and routines, it was almost dark!

"Dudu!"

Wei Chen ended the call with a smile at the corner of his mouth, removed the SIM card from his phone, snapped it in two, and tossed it into the ashtray to be destroyed with a cigar!

Today was a lucky day; he managed to borrow some money on the first try.

And it was five hundred thousand.

Someone asked, after borrowing five hundred thousand, whether he would pay back another person’s money.

Like Wang Changdong, who was waiting to get surgery for his daughter?

Ha, what a joke?!

What did his life or death have to do with him!?

"Alright, you did well. Wait for me, I’ll go withdraw the money for you!"

Wei Chen nodded in satisfaction at Jiao Xinkai, picked up the car keys to a Maserati more expensive than anyone in the room, and went out to withdraw money.

His cash was hidden secretly, and not all in the same place.

Even if someone tracked him, they wouldn’t get much!

This is the life of an old debtor, living in a villa, driving luxury cars, smoking cigars with other people’s lifesaving money.

It’s sickening to the core, makes one wish to stab him dead!

...

When Wei Chen left, Lu Xiaobu and his group also arrived at the two-story house and walked in.

"Where’s Wei Chen? Who is Wei Chen?"

Lu Xiaobu looked around the packed living room and frowned.

Everyone present was preoccupied with their own money issues, and when they heard Lu Xiaobu, no one bothered with him.

They were all too busy with their own problems; who had time for Lu Xiaobu?

Only Jiao Xinkai, who had just secured his money—not happy, but not too bad of a mood, spoke up, "Are you here for money too?"

It was getting dark, the lights in the living room were off, and everyone was too busy trying to get their money, without time to keep up with the news.

So, for a moment, nobody recognized Lu Xiaobu.

"Right, who’s Wei Chen?"

Lu Xiaobu asked again.

"Wei Chen isn’t here, wait a moment," said Jiao Xinkai, casually adding, "By the way, how much does Wei Chen owe you? Ten thousand, twenty thousand, or fifty thousand?"

"Him? I think he owes me seventy or eighty thousand."

Lu Xiaobu’s memory was a bit unclear, but with interest and fines, it should be about that.

Hearing Lu Xiaobu’s words,

The debt collectors were stunned then let out a collective bitter laugh.

"Kid, take my advice, forget about the seventy or eighty thousand; it’s not worth it."

"Yeah, just think of it as feeding a dog. Otherwise, the money you spend on giving gifts to stay here would exceed seventy or eighty thousand."

"We’ve been through this, heed our advice. Go back where you came from, forget this matter and live a happy life."

"We haven’t even got our hands on tens or even hundreds of thousands and you think you can get yours?!"

"..."

These debt collectors clearly didn’t take Lu Xiaobu’s attempt to collect money seriously,

Even with a touch of mockery in their tone.

Coming here for such a small sum, he must be out of his mind!

Doesn’t he know he’s facing the number one debtor in Jianghu?!

In the end, he will probably be conned even more!

This is humanity, always able to ’make the best out of a bad situation,’ finding those they perceive as worse off to satisfy their own psyche.

"It’s not a matter of how much money but that he owes me and must pay me back."

Lu Xiaobu said indifferently.

After listening to Lu Xiaobu, the mocking expressions on their faces became more evident.

These people had been warped by Wei Chen, and they unexpectedly started looking forward to seeing Lu Xiaobu hit a wall and get a bloody head!

Then, they, as experienced people, could take perverse pleasure in lecturing Lu Xiaobu.

Lu Xiaobu looked at their expressions and shook his head dispassionately.

Poor souls!

They really think he’s like them!

Forget seventy or eighty thousand!

Even if the other party just evaded a debt of fifty cents, he would spend a billion to get it back!