Chapter 16 Taking Out Small Loans



The road was getting more and more secluded, and the tellers behind us finally felt that this was a good place to start.

Several men pulled out daggers and rushed over, completely surrounding Zhang Fan.

"Kid, you really know how to pick a spot. This is a feng shui throne, perfect for collecting your body. Take out your things."

Zhang Fan looked at these people. "Such a big shop, and they've taken a fancy to my blue and white porcelain?"

This thing is probably only in the tens of millions.

It wouldn't be surprising if a small shop owner had murderous intent, but that shop was so luxuriously decorated; it must be a legitimate business.

Could it be that I'm seeing things and misjudging them?

"You don't do legitimate business, you resort to murder and robbery?"

Zhang Fan smiled too.

"Haha, you country bumpkin, what business is it of yours? You'd better hand over the stuff obediently and we'll give you a quick death, otherwise we'll rip out your heart and lungs and make you wish you were dead!"

The group was still wary of the blue and white porcelain in Zhang Fan's possession; if it were broken, it would be worthless.

"Oh? I'm the kind of person who likes to treat everyone equally."

Zhang Fan coughed, and two burly men suddenly jumped out from around him.

Liu Tiezhu and Hu Dajun charged out; they had been waiting there for a long time.

Now it's finally their turn to make a move.

The tellers were also surprised to find an ambush there.

They were carrying daggers, while the other side was carrying machetes—it was an unequal match.

Before long, the men were knocked to the ground and subdued.

"The owner of a big antique shop must be quite wealthy."

Zhang Fan glanced at Hu Dajun and told him to squeeze every last drop of value out of these people first.

If you want to kill and rob, you have to pay a price first.

Hu Dajun went up and kicked these guys twice, then picked up their phones and downloaded a few apps.

It seems to be a microloan app. They use facial recognition to verify their identity, then fill in some information, and quickly receive some microloan funds.

Then they were asked to borrow money from a certain platform, which was a loan sharking platform. They could get a loan as long as you gave them your ID card. They would borrow 10,000 yuan and then pay you 20,000 yuan back in a week.

These days, micro-lending is the craziest thing ever. Don't even mention small platforms; even big platforms are lending money.

Now, all you need is a mobile phone and an ID card to borrow money.

After all that, the group managed to rake in over 200,000 yuan, so they must have some skill.

"Boss, it's all done, we can't squeeze any more out of it."

Although Hu Dajun was restricted from engaging in social activities, he still knew about those things in society.

"Has no other value?"

Zhang Fan looked at these people.

"I am of no value anymore."

Hu Dajun held a machete, intending to chop off the heads of these people.

"Hey, there's an organization in the North Gate that specifically targets foreigners without proper identification. We really want to get them involved. How about we blackmail these guys and sell them? We should be able to find someone willing to pay 50,000 yuan each."

Liu Tiezhu seemed to have thought of something.

The North Gate area is a small, unregulated place. Because of China's development, many foreigners come here to work, and they tear up their passports as soon as they get off the plane.

Then they become undocumented, unemployed, and undocumented. There's nothing the higher-ups can do about it, but some organizations love these kinds of people because no matter what they do, nobody helps them.

Zhang Fan nodded after reading these words.

Liu Tiezhu took the person away, intending to sell him.

Those who want to kill the boss? We'll make them wish they were dead.

"You should come along too."

Zhang Fan glanced at Hu Dajun.

"Boss, should I get the other brothers to come and protect you?"

Hu Dajun looked worried.

"Then no need."

Zhang Fan hasn't made a move yet; he hasn't had a chance to act.

After being reborn, his strength increased at a visible speed, and Chen Qing'er should have felt it the most.

Hu Dajun carried the teller along, otherwise Liu Tiezhu wouldn't have been able to handle it alone.

Let's deal with these little bastards first.

Zhang Fan has come out of retirement and opened his own antique shop, but the situation is different now. He urgently needs funds, otherwise he could save them and sell them later.

They came back.

Let's take another look at these shops.

Those who know their stuff understand its value, and since they understand its value, they're bound to have selfish motives.

These days, let alone tens of millions, even a hundred thousand can tempt someone to commit murder.

So this time, Zhang Fan went into a shop that had a very old feel to it.

Of course, I didn't have high hopes, because most people would want to keep this for themselves if it were taken out.

Not everyone can resist such a huge temptation.

Upon entering, I saw an old shopkeeper wearing glasses tapping an abacus at the front counter, seemingly calculating accounts.

Do you accept items?

"We only want the good stuff here, we don't want the ordinary stuff."

The old shopkeeper didn't even look up.

Only when he heard the crisp sound did the old shopkeeper look up and then look at the bottle in front of him.

He glanced at it, and a look of joy appeared in his eyes.

"There's nothing wrong with the item. How did you get it? How much are you asking for?"

The old shopkeeper then took a closer look at Zhang Fan; this was not something an ordinary person could produce.

"Let's see how much we can get."

Zhang Fan spoke.

"The source of the goods is legitimate. This item is worth at least ten million. If the goods are illicit, then we'll need to spend money to launder them."

The old shopkeeper offered an explanation.

"Haha, do you think what I brought over could be white?"

"I want ten million, in cash."

Zhang Fan made a direct offer.

The old shopkeeper looked at Zhang Fan, deep in thought.

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