Feng Yucai felt a pang of regret for the thirty-five yuan he had just handed over. He answered the question somewhat absentmindedly, "I can't even buy bonsai trees, how am I supposed to make money!"

The man said coldly, "Then you can keep taking the money and buying!"

Feng Yucai waved his hand, "I'm quitting, that's it."

He gave the money to the person and turned to leave, but unexpectedly the person suddenly attacked him.

"If I hadn't gone with you this time, I reckon Feng Yucai's legs would have been broken too!"

Zhou Hongsong concluded.

Feng Yucai nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes—ouch—it hurts!"

"Why are you hitting people when you're supposed to pay back the money? We've already paid them the interest!"

Fang Shilan felt extremely distressed when she saw Feng Yucai's handsome face turn into a pig's head.

Zhou Hongsong frowned and said coldly, "Xiangdong, this matter is probably not simple! I'm wondering if it's related to this hype surrounding the five-needle pine bonsai!"

Li Xiangdong nodded, "I think so too."

First, send people to the train station to look for people who come here to resell Japanese white pine bonsai. Then, find suitable people and lend them a large sum of money. They will naturally go everywhere to buy Japanese white pine bonsai.

The fact that so many outsiders are joining the hype surrounding five-needle pine with huge sums of money will only make this hype even more intense and real.

"It feels like I'm making a condom for someone."

To make the whole thing work, the person they're trying to recruit must be a local who knows the area well. So they can't just randomly pick a local to drive up the price of five-needle pine.

Therefore, they set their sights on these people from other places.