Chapter 17 I almost got scammed



Upon further reflection, Qin Che understood.

Xue Lei wanted to establish a mutually beneficial relationship with Qin Che through this deep partnership.

Many things are not just empty words or casual remarks.

Now that both parties have reached a consensus, Qin Che has an obligation to assume this binding relationship.

Xue Lei wanted the entire Black Street to see clearly that this extraordinary psychic was a friend of their Shell Community, and to use this to inform other communities not to try to infiltrate his network. Other matters could be ignored for now, but the relationship had to be made clear first.

Even if Qin Che were to be introduced to the shrew, Xue Lei would still be an indispensable middleman, thus gaining control over interpersonal relationships in advance.

Just by taking this step, he has already brought many benefits to the community before the plan has been fully implemented.

One can't help but sigh... no wonder Xue Lei was able to become such a big shot in the underworld.

Their ability to seize every opportunity has been honed to perfection.

Judging from how he arranged clothes and servants for Qin Che, hyped up his identity in advance, and actively forged a relationship with him, Xue Lei had already positioned himself as a middleman.

In the future, if Qin Che can take off, he can also rise to the top with him. First-class citizens dare not dream of it, but second-class citizens can at least try their luck and settle in the inner city. With Qin Che's status as a psionicist, he can do a lot for those high-ranking first-class gentlemen in Sand Castle and gain countless benefits.

In order to achieve this goal.

Everything he does now can be seen as an investment.

Xue Lei was very satisfied and said, "Then I won't bother you any longer. There are still many things to do in the community. I will inform you when the meeting is about to start. During this time, you can do whatever you want. If you need anything, just tell my subordinates outside, and they will meet your needs."

"Xiao Tao, take good care of Mr. Qin."

Xiao Tao bowed to the boss, her face resolute, "I guarantee I'll complete the job."

After he left, Xiao Tao patted her chest again, "I was so nervous just now."

Seeing that Qin Che did not speak,

"Sir, although I don't know much, I will definitely take good care of you during this period of time to your satisfaction."

Xiao Tao bowed to Qin Che again. The linen dress she wore was flowing and had a beautiful drape, making her look even more lively.

Qin Che understood Xiao Tao's determination.

Seeing this, he took out a small handful of colorful bottle caps and handed them to her.

Xiao Tao accepted it with both hands, her face full of shock.

"Since you've said so, take this money to buy medicine for your parents, and you should eat more of it in the future."

"This...so much!"

Xiao Tao was naturally overjoyed.

In Sandburg, the most common currency is banknotes. Generally speaking, a third-class citizen, even after working hard all his life, can only save up to about 100,000 yuan.

This is considered lucky; at least they managed to save up some.

Countless people, swept away by the tides of time, never manage to save any money in their entire lives, and many end up doing manual labor in their old age.

The nature of society and class structure are becoming increasingly rigid, creating numerous traps for people to fall back into poverty. Every moment, you are being exploited by the upper classes.

This situation is even more blatant and severe in the underworld.

Whether it's legal or not, let's leave that aside for now.

Aside from violent means such as robbery, extortion, blackmail, and shootouts, in short, the money you've worked hard to earn for a month might suddenly be subject to a new tax imposed by the community, or you might be required to pay some kind of insurance, maintenance fee, or storage fee. If you can't afford it, you'll be evicted. If you do pay, you'll still receive protection from the underworld and be allocated resources there, but you'll have to go back to work and put in the necessary labor to earn that money back.

This back-and-forth seems simple.

Countless people have perished in these shifting sands, burdened with debt, unable to climb out, and some even lose their lives due to bad luck. There are countless examples of people having their organs and those of their family members harvested to pay off their debts.

Not to mention, those residents who are held hostage by drugs, once addicted, will go bankrupt to buy the drugs and continue taking them.

Not to mention gamblers and alcoholics.

Of course, there are also houses and cars... but these are not very important to the residents of Sandcastle.

Living in a shack is fine too; apart from being dirty and chaotic, it doesn't affect getting married and having children.

For harder currencies, the bottle cap sits atop the banknote.

A bucket full of bottle caps stored in Qin Che's system could be used to directly buy the best neighborhood in the Black Street.

In the entire Sandcastle, even a very hardworking third-class family, who also had an element of luck, could only save up a few bottle caps at most as a life-saving fund.

Not to mention chips...

This is too high-end; even in places like the first and second districts, it's rare to find. Whenever old-world chip goods are discovered, they are used as the Cabinet's war reserve funds, stored in banks, and used for special money printing.

Qin Che's sum of money was a truly enormous amount.

Back then, Xue Lei, regardless of whether he believed it or not, insisted on taking Qin Che to verify it in person; money could move people's hearts.

Although he was fully prepared when he set off, after all, if he really encountered a motorcycle gang, his team would be fully armed.

Unexpectedly, Qin Che awakened his spiritual power midway through, which led to a huge change in the situation.

Xiao Tao's eyes widened in amazement.

This was the first time in her life she had ever seen so much hard money.

But in Qin Che's eyes, even though he knew it was valuable, it was still just an insignificant bottle cap.

This is similar to paying with a QR code; money flows like water, but by carefully counting cash, one learns the importance of saving.

My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!

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