Chapter 335 The Scoundrel Young Master 21 "Look at that scoundrel Lu Ran, who respected him back then?"

"And now? They've set up some kind of technical service agency, with a prestigious name, and they're probably making more money than we know!"

"If we keep fighting like this, when will we ever get ahead? Am I really going to spend my whole life unable to hold my head high because of that adopted daughter?!"

Shen Yurong always scolded Zhou Qingjian in a tone of disappointment and frustration.

She never expected that even someone as useless as Lu Ran could be helped to succeed, while Zhou Qingjian, the richest man in her previous life, was still hesitant and indecisive.

These words were like thorns piercing Zhou Qingjian's sensitive pride.

Seeing Lu Ran and Zi Xi's lives becoming more and more prosperous, and the respect they received, stood in stark contrast to his own life of constant anxiety and having a knife to his neck as a smuggler.

He was unwilling to accept it, but he dared not take the risk.

Just then, Shen Yurong delivered a bombshell piece of news.

She vaguely remembered that around this time in her previous life, a batch of stylish electronic watches smuggled from the south circulated in the market.

The price is high, but the profit is astonishingly high, almost a guaranteed profit.

However, blinded by her competitive spirit, Shen Yurong selectively ignored the risk of not being able to remember.

She strongly encouraged Zhou Qingjian.

Zhou Qingjian was hesitant at first.

Digital watches are too conspicuous, and their origin is too risky.

He also instinctively felt afraid.

But Shen Yurong kept describing the wonderful blueprint for success to him: buying a big house, a car, and a big yard.

In addition, there was the stimulation from Shen Yurong's frequent comments about how even a scoundrel like Lu Ran could succeed.

Zhou Qingjian finally wavered.

Driven by Shen Yurong's relentless encouragement and her extreme desire for wealth.

Zhou Qingjian gritted his teeth and took out all the savings his family had.

He then borrowed a sum of money from several so-called brothers, which had a hefty interest rate, and scraped together what he considered a huge amount of cash.

The transaction was to take place at an abandoned cargo terminal in a neighboring city late at night.

Zhou Qingjian went alone with a feeling of trepidation.

Following Shen Yurong's vague description of the rendezvous method, he met the other party.

Several men with shifty eyes and mysterious movements.

When inspecting the goods, those small, exquisite electronic watches with a metallic sheen did indeed make his heart race.

Tempted by the huge profits, he suppressed his last unease and handed over all his money.

However, just as he was carrying a black travel bag full of digital watches and preparing to leave the dock, several bright beams of flashlight suddenly shone from all directions, blinding him.

"Don't move! Police!"

Zhou Qingjian froze on the spot, so frightened that he fell to the ground.

His travel bag was stolen, and he and his suppliers were arrested on the spot.

The evidence was conclusive: the perpetrator was caught red-handed.

Those so-called scarce goods were all seized and confiscated.

Because Zhou Qingjian was not the main culprit and it was his first offense, he was released and returned home after being detained for a few days, receiving severe criticism and education, and being fined.

However, all the invested funds were lost, and a large debt was incurred.

The amount involved was substantial, and the news quickly spread throughout the alley.

When Zhou Qingjian, looking disheveled and dejected, pushed open the door to his home, he was not greeted by his wife's comfort.

Instead, it was the menacing faces of the creditors blocking the doorway, along with their vile insults.

"Zhou Qingjian, pay me back! With interest, not a penny less!"