There was just a little dispute over the repayment method.

Li Zhenyu's side insisted on settling in Japanese yen, while Fuguo's side insisted on settling in US dollars.

Don't treat big institutions as fools, although it is not clear why they do this.

But if you look at the trend of the yen in recent years, you can see that the decline of the yen is purely daily.

But when Universal Investments proposed using 80 yen as the baseline, Dennis Hall hesitated.

The Japanese yen has not fallen below this range in nearly two decades.

The only way to get it to fall below 80 is if World War III breaks out.

This is obviously impossible within six years.

The war has gotten out of control, and no country or organization can afford the consequences of a total war.

If the yen had not fallen below 80 and settled at the highest level, they would have made a lot of money.

Even if it does fall below 80, it won’t fall too much.

The benefits outweigh the risks, it's worth a try.

At this time, Dennis Hall had no idea that the Nikkei would fall below 10,000.

If the timeline can be stuck, the $1.6 billion loan can be repaid with just $1 billion.

This time, he wanted to more than just give up all the profits.

“It’s been a pleasure working with you.”

“It’s been a pleasure working with you.”

Both parties sign and seal to complete the contract.

$1.6 billion will be transferred into his account in three installments within a week.

With the money, the various plans being promoted will proceed as usual.

Li Zhenyu has also become a well-known veteran in the Bitcoin forum.

Share the joy of mining coins with a group of tech geeks all day long.

The coins at this time are really easy to mine.

Just find a computer and use the pre-written plug-in to automatically hang up the machine, and you can earn hundreds or thousands of dollars every day.

Li Zhenyu specially asked someone to encrypt his account to ensure that the coins in the account would not disappear.

These are high-quality assets that will automatically appreciate in value as long as they are left there, and you can never have too many of them.

Buzz…

"Manshik."

Choi Wan-sik called and invited him to participate in tonight's mysterious event, underground black boxing.

His ways are becoming more and more wild.

As night fell, the white G-Class driven by Li Zhenyu stopped in front of an old building without a nameplate.

IU, fully armed with a magic mirror, a black windbreaker, and a mask, jumped off the passenger seat and looked around cautiously.

Li Zhenyu walked around the front of the car and held out his hand to her: "No one will care about you."

If you really want to disguise yourself, you will never be exposed unless you are being followed or you blow yourself up.

Li Zhenyu had previously asked security to confirm that there was no car following them.

"Oppa, is there really no danger?"

"It's okay, everything has been arranged."

Li Zhenyu helped her pull her collar and said with a smile: "Stay beside me and don't run around."

"Yeah." IU nodded and squeezed his big hand.

He walked forward and knocked on the mottled iron door, and the small window on it suddenly opened.

Li Zhenyu opened the electronic invitation letter on his mobile phone and placed it in front of the window for the other party to confirm.

The small door opened and a dirty dirt road full of garbage came into view.

Follow the signs to turn into the right passage and go down to the security door.

Once again, someone checked the invitation door and said on the intercom: "A guest has arrived."

The security door opened from the inside, and wild shouts and the heat of the crowd came over us.

When I walked into the room, I saw that many guests had already arrived on the balcony-style second floor.

Some wore masks, some sat in the dark, and some openly showed their presence.

There were heads of people rushing around below, and the central ring was surrounded by a huge iron cage, and the staff were washing away the blood on it.

Buckets of clean water washed over the ring, and when it flowed out of the ring it had turned a light pink.

It seems that the fight just now was very intense.

Under the guidance of the staff, the two sat in their own seats.

“Where’s Man-sik?”

"Mr. Cui is backstage."

"Yeah, it's okay."

Li Zhenyu opened the wine on the table, smelled it and screwed the lid on.

"What's wrong!"

"It's fake. I'd better drink juice."

Bottled drinks commonly found in supermarkets taste pretty good and at least you don’t have to worry about them being counterfeit.

"Oppa, you're not really going to kill anyone, are you?"

From here you can just see the entire ring below. At this time, the iron cage slowly rises, and the two boxers walk towards the ring from their respective tracks.

Holding the magic mirror on her forehead, IU stared at the scene with her eyes wide open and her fists clenched.

"meeting."

"Ah, you won't get caught?"

"The boxers who come here have signed a life and death agreement. They are making money by risking their lives."

The cruel reality makes Ji-eun a little uncomfortable.

"How cruel! Why do you have to do this?"

Li Zhenyu couldn't answer her question. Not everyone has the choice to live in this world.

“It’s about to begin.”

The boxers were in position and the cage was lowered again.

The tense and stimulating feeling makes the brain and scalp numb, and the muscles all over the body tense up.

Boom! There was a figure on the sofa. Choi Man-sik asked excitedly, "Brother, who do you think will win?"

"Is there someone of yours?"

When going backstage before the show starts, one must cheer for one's own boxer.

Otherwise, anyone can enter the backstage.

Black boxing also has its own rules. Since it is not protected by the law, the rules are taken more seriously.

Because once you violate the rules and ruin your reputation, the business accumulated over many years can be destroyed in one day.

"Red, that's my guy."

The skinny guy in red shorts with an indifferent expression is quietly warming up.

The muscles all over his body look like props glued on, and his whole body looks like muscle strips spliced ​​together.

Judging from his body shape, he should be a technical type, and his body fat percentage is probably frighteningly low.

I don't know where this perverted guy came from.

"In jail, murderer."

"Junxu helped you fish it out?"

"It's just a small matter, why do we need Brother Junxu? We can just spend some money to get it done."

Choi Man-sik smiled easily, rubbed his fingers and said, "Anyway, no one will care whether this kind of rubbish is dead or alive."

Li Zhenyu nodded and said, "The boxer on the other side is at least a heavyweight."

There is a level difference between middleweight and heavyweight.

Maybe if the opponent hits him with a heavy punch, he will fall to the ground in a mess and never get up again.

However, when the lean muscle man pulled out a knife, the corners of Li Zhenyu's mouth twitched unnaturally.

Well, not only are there no rules, but weapons are also involved. It’s hard to say who will win now.

After all, no matter how good your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of a kitchen knife.

Maybe he has the absolute upper hand one moment, but the next second he is stabbed in the throat and falls to the ground.

Seeing the boxers in the ring, they slowly approached and cautiously tested each other.

Li Zhenyu felt that this game might not be as exciting as he had imagined, but it was also more intense.

Victory or defeat will be decided in an instant.

Those who stand live, those who fall down die.

This is not a black boxing scene, it is clearly a huge slaughterhouse.

(End of this chapter)