Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Starting to Scam
"Don’t worry, Bin Ge, just watch how we handle things," the underlings said one by one, each brimming with confidence.
Seeing the spirits of his underlings, Huang Mao Bin Ge felt a surge of confidence in his heart.
With these underlings around, he naturally felt fully assured.
Inside Renxin Hall, Liu Zheng had already knocked on Qin Wanru’s office door.
"Come in."
Following Qin Wanru’s words, Liu Zheng pushed open the door to the office.
As he walked in, Qin Wanru’s face couldn’t help but flush with red.
She felt somewhat embarrassed as she got up, twisting a bit and saying, "Liu Zheng, why have you come so early to treat me?"
Thinking of those embarrassing matters, Qin Wanru couldn’t help but feel shy.
Taken aback for a moment and realizing that Qin Wanru had misunderstood, Liu Zheng shook his head and said, "No, Wan Ru, I’m not here to treat you. I came to borrow money."
"Borrow money?"
Qin Wanru really hadn’t expected that Liu Zheng would come to borrow money.
She was somewhat surprised and couldn’t help but ask, "You want to borrow money? What happened?"
"It’s about yesterday, I agreed to help that mat seller’s boss sell the mats, right?"
Liu Zheng gestured and then continued, "Huang Mingze kept saying I wouldn’t be able to sell them, and since I promised to help, I naturally have to do my best."
"I have thought of a way to sell them and have already started to put it into action. It’s just that I need to reprocess the mats, so I had them taken to a factory."
Liu Zheng tapped his fingers on the desk twice, looking very sure of himself, "But the factory needs to cover their costs as well, so they require me to pay a deposit, and I don’t have it, so I came to you to borrow money."
Listening to his detailed explanation, Qin Wanru nodded her head.
"However much you need, just tell me."
"Ten thousand yuan will do, not too much."
Hearing that it was only ten thousand yuan, Qin Wanru couldn’t help but laugh. She nodded and said, "Okay, no problem, it’s just ten thousand yuan. Come on, I’ll go to the counter and get it for you."
Feeling the warmth in his heart from Qin Wanru’s immediate agreement, Liu Zheng was touched.
Ten thousand yuan was no small sum for him, coming from a rural area.
The villagers would struggle all year and only earn about ten to twenty thousand yuan in total.
But Qin Wanru, without a second thought, agreed to lend him ten thousand yuan—that was very generous!
Thinking of this, he gratefully said, "Thank you, I really appreciate it, Wan Ru. As soon as I’ve sold the mats, I’ll pay you back immediately."
As the two headed towards the counter, Qin Wanru was curious about Liu Zheng’s mat-selling business.
She involuntarily asked, "So... Liu Zheng, what exactly is your plan? Do you really think you can sell all those mats?"
There were two thousand mats, and the cost of each was at least two hundred and fifty yuan. If they were to be sold, they couldn’t go for less than two hundred and eighty or three hundred yuan, otherwise it would be a loss.
"It’s really not easy to sell so many mats. The cost is so high, and ordinary mats cost only a few tens of yuan. How can you possibly sell yours at two or three hundred yuan each?"
"Don’t worry, if I say they can be sold, then they definitely can be sold," Liu Zheng said with a confident grin, patting his chest as if making a promise, his face full of confidence.
"If I can’t sell them, I wouldn’t have taken on this task."
Seeing his confidence, Qin Wanru nodded but still said, "You don’t need to get worked up. If it really can’t be sold, just tell me, and I’ll go find Huang Mingze to take care of the straw mat boss’s matter."
Upon hearing this, Liu Zheng felt even warmer inside.
The two of them arrived at the counter, where Qin Wanru had someone withdraw ten thousand yuan and handed it over to Liu Zheng.
Then,
she even personally escorted Liu Zheng to the entrance of Renxin Hall.
The two stood at the entrance, sharing a few laughs and seeming very close.
Several onlookers who witnessed all of this were staring at them intently.
A lackey beside Brother Huang Mabin muttered, "What a joke, isn’t it? This guy seems to have an unusual relationship with Miss Qin Wanru. Could the two of them be dating?"
Hearing this, Huang Mabin raised an eyebrow and sneered, shaking his head, "Him? A country bumpkin? How could he possibly be dating Miss Qin? Let me tell you, Miss Qin and Young Master Huang are engaged, so don’t talk nonsense."
No sooner had he finished chiding his lackey than he saw Liu Zheng saying goodbye to Qin Wanru and heading toward his electric tricycle.
Seeing this, he immediately waved his hand and began giving orders to his two lackeys: "Go, get moving, initiate the plan."
At his command, the two lackeys promptly followed.
Watching the three men approach, it wasn’t long before they arrived behind Liu Zheng’s electric tricycle.
By then, Liu Zheng had already gotten on the vehicle, ready to drive off.
He looked around and, seeing no one, started the vehicle.
No sooner had the tricycle started moving forward less than two meters, than Liu Zheng suddenly heard shouting from behind.
"Hey! Are you blind? You bumped into someone!"
Startled by the sudden yelling, Liu Zheng paused and quickly stopped the tricycle.
He jumped down from the vehicle, about to ask what was going on, but as he turned his head and saw the person behind him, he swallowed his words.
"Shit! How is it you?"
Liu Zheng was certainly puzzled; he hadn’t hit anyone, so how could this situation have arisen?
Now, turning around and seeing Huang Mabin, he immediately sensed that something was off.
If not, why would he curse so abruptly?
Hearing Liu Zheng swearing, Huang Mabin’s expression hardened.
He sneered, strode forward, and reached out to grab Liu Zheng’s collar.
Seeing the man arrogantly attempting to grab him, Liu Zheng quickly raised his arm to block the hand and stared coldly at him, "Speak if you have something to say, fart if you have to, but cut the crap with the hands."
Pushed back by Liu Zheng, Huang Mabin was annoyed and huffed, "You damn well hit me, and now you act like you’re in the right?"
Huang Mabin’s voice was loud, practically shouted.
This place was already a busy area, and his loud voice quickly drew the crowd’s attention.
When onlookers turned their gaze to the scene, they saw the two men bickering ceaselessly.
Especially Huang Mabin, whose attitude was very aggressive, pointing at Liu Zheng’s nose and continuously accusing him of hitting him and wanting to hit him back and so on.
People naturally love to watch the excitement, and now they gathered even closer to see what was happening.
Qin Wanru was about to return to her office, but just as she turned around, she heard the commotion and turned back to see what had happened.
