432: A War God Borrows Money

A War God Borrows Money

Lu Beixiao immediately got up when he smelled the smoke. "Cigarette," he said and opened his hand at Fang Zhuo. Fang Zhuo immediately regretted having a smoke at that moment and wanted to run away. F*ck, he only had two left.1

Lu Beixiao immediately got up and was about to snatch it.

Fang Zhuo was not stupid. He did not resist and gave the cigarette to Lu Beixiao with pain in his heart.

"Master Xiao, is sister-in-law really not giving you any pocket money?" Fang Zhuo asked in pain.

"Of course, 20 yuan per month!" Lu Beixiao said loudly as he smoked.

Shi Yu was dumbfounded.

"F*ck! 20 yuan?! It's not even enough for a pack of cigarettes!" Fang Zhuo replied in shock.

"Brothers, don't sleep anymore. I'm getting married. Let's talk about raising funds!" Lu Beixiao kicked his sleeping legs one by one as he smoked.

Da Sha, He Feng and Jiang Hai were sleeping soundly when they were woken up by his kick. They all looked at him with sleepy faces and complained.

"You don't let people sleep and you torture dogs. What do you mean by raising money?" He Feng yawned with a sleepy face and complained.

"Little Lu, how much money do you want to raise? You want us to do business with you?" Da Sha also rubbed his eyes and asked while yawning.

"Business my ass!" Lu Beixiao said with disdain.

"I get it. Ah Xiao is asking us for some money. He's just saying it in a different way, " Ye Cheng said.

"Wait, that's not right, Ah Xiao. Shouldn't you be giving me money for your wedding? Why don't you ask us what we want? You want to hide the money in a small vault, don't you?"

"Hide it, my ass!" Lu Beixiao raised his leg and was about to kick Ye Cheng but he quickly dodged. He stood and looked at the men sitting on the ground facing the sun and told them, "I'm getting married and ordered a wedding dress. F*ck. The final payment is not enough, so..."

As Lu Beixiao said this, his right hand made the gesture of counting money at them.

"So what is it? I don't understand!" Da Sha scratched the back of his head and said with a silly look.

The others had already got what Lu Beixiao meant. "Master Xiao wants to borrow money from us! He just said that he wants to raise money!" Fang Zhuo said loudly.

Was there any justice in this? 

The dignified commander of the Department of First World War Health, the son of a female entrepreneur still wanted to borrow money from them. Moreover, what did the newspapers say? His wife, Ye Qiao, has a net worth of 300 million yuan! million! 

To put it nicely, it is called borrowing but to put it bluntly, it was called robbing.

His salary card and bonus card were all with his wife and he only had 20 yuan of pocket money every month. If we were to lend him money, how would we expect him to pay it back?

Even if he were to pay it back, it would probably take forever.

"How much do you want?" Da Sha, the big fool asked.

"Not much, just 20,000! There is five of you so 4,000 each should be enough!" Lu Beixiao raised his voice and said.

"4,000 each?! Forget it! No!"

"The wedding dress costs 20,000... with gold inlaid on it? Am I not going to be able to get a wife in this lifetime?" Da Sha said as he thought of a poverty stricken life.

"The total price is 66,000," Lu Beixiao gave him another hammer.

Da Sha fell down directly. Forget it, he'd better continue to be a bachelor.

"You have until the Chinese Valentine's Day to hand over all the money. Otherwise, just wait to be 'cleaned' up" Lu Beixiao said arrogantly. The wedding dress was planned to be flown in from F Nation and will happens to arrive on the Chinese Valentine's Day. It was only a few days away.

"F*ck. People who borrow money these days are all masters. Is there any justice in this world?!" Jiang Hai said angrily. What's the difference between this and robbing a bank?

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