Five thousand?
Half a millionaire!
Lu Feng nodded calmly, took out a pack of Badaling cigarettes from his pocket, distributed them to everyone, lit one, and said, "How about this, you take the machine over to me, I'll use it first, and when I have some extra money, I'll give you six thousand yuan. For me, an extra thousand or two thousand is no big deal, it's just small change."
Is one or two thousand a small amount of money?
Uncle Liu was amused by this. Even a millionaire wouldn't dare to boast like that. Coming to him to play the game of getting something for nothing was simply ridiculous. He said, "That's impossible. This is an imported machine. You can't even buy a new one. You have to use foreign exchange, understand?"
Seeing Lu Feng frowning, Zhou Jianguo quickly pulled Uncle Liu aside and whispered, "Uncle Liu, if you ask me, just lend it to him. One or two thousand is really nothing to him."
"Are you kidding me? You're so rich, you're here issuing IOUs?"
"He's in a bit of trouble right now. Let me tell you this: the machine is at my house in the suburbs, you can go and check it out. Most importantly, haven't you noticed that this man's demeanor is quite different?"
Uncle Liu turned around and took a good look at Lu Feng. He was dressed in a sharp suit, had a commanding presence, and the aura he exuded made him clear that he was no ordinary person.
"What do you mean? Do you have connections in higher-ups?"
“It’s not that he has connections, it’s that the person in charge is his father. Even the Grain Bureau has to give him face, understand?” Zhou Jianguo said, winking.
Uncle Liu immediately understood, patted Zhou Jianguo on the shoulder and whispered, "Not bad, you've managed to get on good terms with someone like that. You've got a bright future ahead of you!"
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