6.Build a Top Safe House

Chen Xiong's face revealed a smile.

"That's good. Our interest rate is 4 percent. You borrow 5 million, and when it's time to repay, you'll need to pay back 7 million. So, you need to give me a promissory note for 7 million first."

"Additionally, you must have valuable assets for collateral. Houses, factories, cars, all are acceptable."

Zhang Yi pretended to hesitate for a moment, then clenched his teeth and took out the property deed from his pocket.

He had taken it with him to the bank for the loan, conveniently.

"My house is worth over 5 million, I'm mortgaging it to your bank! I also have a 300,000 Mercedes. If I can't repay, you can take that too."

Chen Xiong saw such an eager customer for the first time and quickly took the property deed to take a look.

After seeing the information about Zhang Yi's house, he felt even more satisfied.

Because according to the current market price, that house could easily be sold for at least 5.5 million!

With the car added, there was no way they could lose in this deal.

However, Chen Xiong still put on a somewhat dissatisfied expression.

"Mr. Zhang, your house is worth at most four to five million. But you want to take 5 million from me, I'm at a loss!"

Zhang Yi's face showed shock, and he excitedly said, "Boss Chen, you really must help me! I urgently need the money now."

"As long as you can wire the money to me today, I'll settle for 4.5 million!"

Chen Xiong and Hu Minghua exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with mockery.

What they were doing was a sort of opportunistic robbery.

The more desperate someone was for money, the more they would exploit them ruthlessly!

"No, no, this deal is really not worth it."

In the end, after some bargaining, both sides agreed on 4 million.

However, Zhang Yi insisted that the money had to be wired to his account today.

Although the lending company was unscrupulous, their efficiency was really high.

Perhaps this was the only advantage they had over banks.

After signing the contract, Zhang Yi's account quickly received 4 million in cash.

He chuckled inwardly.

For Chen Xiong, this money was like stealing a dog's meat-filled bun—once it was given, there was no going back.

Hmm... why did it feel like he was scolding himself a bit?

Zhang Yi left with a cheerful smile, carrying the money.

After he left, the sound of hearty laughter echoed in the office from Chen Xiong and Hu Minghua.

"Hahaha! This deal was so simple. That fool actually walked away with just 4 million."

Chen Xiong proudly said, "At the very least, we could earn two or three million from this. Our performance this month is nothing to worry about!"

Leaning against the table, Hu Minghua laughed, "Boss, he signed the contract so readily. Could there be something wrong with that house?"

Chen Xiong, holding the property deed, smiled and said, "This property deed is legitimate, no problem. As long as the house is his, he can't escape!"

With the property deed and that 7 million IOU in hand, they would naturally find a way to get that house.

Not only that, they had more ways to completely drain Zhang Yi.

Narrowing his eyes, Chen Xiong sipped his coffee elegantly.

"If all else fails, we can contact a few overseas organizations and see if there are any valuable parts on him to sell."

"We never engage in unprofitable deals!"

...

Zhang Yi left the lending company in high spirits.

He looked back at the office building, a faint trace of mockery on his lips.

"They are all good people! Giving me money for free."

From now on, Zhang Yi and Chen Xiong, Hu Minghua would have no further interactions.

It might be more accurate to say that there was a high probability they would die in the cold wave at the end of the month.

In Zhang Yi's hands, there was now around 9 million in funds.

It was more than enough to implement his plan.

Driving his car, Zhang Yi arrived at the famous Zhanlong Security Company in Tianhai City.

Zhanlong was one of the largest security companies in China, specializing in security services for the super-rich and celebrities.

Sometimes even high-ranking officials sought their assistance for travel.

Zhang Yi came to them because, in his previous life, he had heard that Zhanlong had built a top-tier safe house for the richest man in Jiangnan Province.

Reportedly, that real estate tycoon could still live comfortably during the apocalypse.

Zhanlong's contribution to building his secure house was crucial.

At Zhanlong, Zhang Yi explained his purpose at the front desk.

Soon, someone from the business department escorted Zhang Yi to a lounge.

A female receptionist brought freshly brewed coffee for Zhang Yi.

Before long, a burly man with a crew cut walked in.

He was wearing a black suit that made him look like a tough guy from a movie, almost like his suit could burst at any moment.

But it had to be admitted that when clients saw such a person, they felt safer.

"Hello, sir. I'm Wu Huairen, the manager of the business department. Can I help you with something?" Wu Huairen asked politely as he sat next to Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi took a sip of coffee and said, "I need you to build a safe house for me."

"It's the kind that can withstand a doomsday scenario, the highest level of secure shelter."

Wu Huairen's expression immediately turned serious upon hearing this.

For anyone else, such words might sound ridiculous.

After all, no one believed in the concept of doomsday.

But for Zhanlong Security Company, it was no laughing matter.

Because the wealthiest and most influential individuals in the world often happened to be the most fearful of death.

Years ago, some billionaires abroad had spent billions to build doomsday bunkers.

In recent years, many rich people around the world had started to follow suit.

Some might genuinely fear large-scale natural disasters.

Others simply had too many enemies and wanted to increase their sense of security.

And so, Zhanlong Security Company's doomsday shelters had emerged to cater to this demand.

Upon hearing that Zhang Yi wanted to build a doomsday-level safe house, Wu Huairen became more respectful.

Such a substantial order was only received a few times a year.

"Mr. Zhang, Zhanlong is a world-class security company. Your request is definitely something we can meet."

Wu Huairen pulled out a tablet and handed it to Zhang Yi.

"Our company provides personalized services. You can select the services you need from there. They come with corresponding prices."

In this digital age, communication was extremely convenient.

Zhang Yi took the tablet and began carefully browsing through the available services.

It had to be said that a professional company was truly professional.

As long as you had the money, Zhanlong Security Company could almost fulfill any request.

Including building a safe house a hundred meters underground or under the sea.

However, these projects took too long for Zhang Yi, who had only a month left.