Chapter 8 The Real Purpose of the Task_1

"It depends on how much you, Mr. Zhang, want to borrow. However, it can't exceed five hundred thousand. It can be either in cash or a bank transfer." Tang Qing said slowly.

The system told him to not exceed seventy percent.

Which is to say three hundred and fifty thousand.

But he should at least show some financial strength.

Although in his mind, a strength of few hundred thousand really seems a bit laughable.

"Okay then, I want to borrow three hundred thousand in cash. Where should we meet and may I know your surname?" Zhang Dongqing said, relief once he heard he could borrow five hundred thousand and also in cash.

During this festival season.

Banks are also closed.

Having cash is the best.

"My surname is Tang, like Tang dynasty's Tang. How about we meet at Chuanyu Restaurant opposite the main gate of People's Park at noon? You just need to bring your ID and a copy of it," Tang Qing said.

"No problem, we will meet then," Zhang Dongqing replied with a smile.

"See you at noon, Mr. Zhang. You can get back to work."

Without much polite talk.

Tang Qing hung up the phone.

At this time, he had to show some arrogance, amicability may not suit all situations.

In order to complete this first task quickly.

Tang Qing didn't raise the interest rate to make a profit.

Because he is not interested in making money from interest in the future. As a reincarnator, making money through lending money seems like an insult to him. There's a multitude of business you could do once you get your initial capital.

With foreknowledge.

How can there be no money to make?

If he puts his energy into making money from interest, wouldn't he become a usurer?

This is not what he wants.

Besides, those recommended by the system always have excellent credit.

If he can help people who are struggling, he will do so. After all, he is not responsible for any defaults on the clients recommended by the system.

It is totally fine to make friends with those of excellent credit. They can cooperate in the future and won't worry about being scammed. This type of business partner is hard to find even with a lantern.

You can know a person's face but not his heart.

In business, all kinds of deception is everywhere. It is hard to find a reliable partner. There is no cost in making friends with them, the cost is probably just a few meals, a bit of phone bills and time.

The profit is tremendous.

Huh!

This isn't right!

Tang Qing suddenly realized.

This ... is this a trick of the system?

Or to put it another way.

This is the purpose of the system recommending clients.

Let him make friends with those with good credit through tasks, providing assistance for his future business development, and improving his risk control ability through the slight amount of loans.

There may be other considerations.

But he could not think of any for the moment.

That makes sense.

This kind of risk-free thing can't really sharpen a person's skills. It is impossible that the system would lack that little bit of interest.

Looking at it now.

The system must have deep intentions.

After all, such a well functioning system would not do something boring and release boring tasks.

Every step certainly has a reason, making friends may be one of the reasons. As for whether there are other purposes, it is not known, just knowing that the system will not harm him is good enough.

Next.

Tang Qing strolled around the pedestrian street.

Just now, hearing those salesclerks talking, he noticed that his dress was indeed a bit shabby, especially since he had a client meeting upcoming. If he went there dressed like this, it would be like he had wasted his past life.

For the first client.

Tang Qing took it very seriously.

He bought new clothes and shoes from the pedestrian street, which cost him over two thousand yuan.

Thinking about it.

He had spent more than nine thousand just by going out today.

In his past life, he had never spent this extravagantly. But the money was earned easily and it was not wasted thriftlessly, so he didn't mind that much either.

There's still plenty of time.

After buying the clothes, Tang Qing took a taxi back to his uncle's house.

He washed his dirty clothes as well.

He is not yet extravagant enough to throw dirty clothes away. In his opinion, the shoes are just a bit worn and faded, still wearable.

...

A little past eleven.

Tang Qing took a taxi to the restaurant.

"Good afternoon, sir. Welcome to Chuanyu Restaurant."

A male waiter came to welcome him with a smile. He remembers a pretty young girl received them at the beginning of this year, but his memory was vague, he couldn't remember what she looked like.

"Sir, do you have a reservation?" the waiter asked.

"No, do you have any boxes left?" Tang Qing shook his head.

If there were no boxes, he would have to go to another restaurant.

It's not illegal business.

But cash transaction certainly shouldn't happen in the main hall.

"Yes sir, this way please. You are lucky sir, we just have one box left. How many people, sir?" the waiter said enthusiastically.

"Two or three, or maybe more," Tang Qing was a bit uncertain.

He didn't know if the other party would bring someone to eat or a driver or a secretary or a finance person. The type of client who couldn't pull out thirty thousand probably doesn't have a driver or a secretary.

But it is a large cash transaction.

And it's with someone unfamiliar.

The other party probably wouldn't have the gut to come alone.

But this made him alert.

In the future, it's better to find a bodyguard. With the clients recommended by the system, it's okay. When it comes to clients he finds himself, it's rather dangerous to go trading so carelessly. The matter to find a bodyguard was noted by Tang Qing.

"This way, please."

The male waiter took Tang Qing to a box on the second floor called Mingyue Hall, there was a TV on the wall, they were screening some kind of Hong Kong Kung Fu movie, he hadn't seen it in his previous life.

Tang Qing casually ordered a few special dishes and a few bottles of beer.

All in all, he didn't order much.

Costing around four hundred yuan.

Standing by the window of the restaurant.

Tang Qing looked at the hurrying pedestrians on the road, falling into thought.

The first task.

Also signifies he's finally saying goodbye to his previous ordinary life. His life will embark on a journey of unknown direction.

Whether the future will be fraught with peril or smooth sailing, nobody knows.

This different life, he must win, and he has to win. For the people he loves, and to fighting back against the bullshit life of his past life. Perhaps this is his mission in this lifetime.

Slowly, his thoughts drifted to somewhere unknown.

"Ding ding ding...."

The phone on the windowsill rang, pulling Tang Qing back to reality.

This old-fashioned phone booth like ringtone was his special choice.

Nothing special .

He just thought that the sharp and urgent sound could remind people to pick up the phone quickly, remind them to get into work state immediately. Just like doing radio morning exercises and shouting slogans when doing sales in the past.

It also reminded both the body and the consciousness to be prepared for the battle.

Looking at the unfamiliar number on the phone.

It must be Zhang Dongqing's phone number.

"Hello, is this brother Tang? I am at the entrance of the restaurant. Where are you?" Zhang Dongqing's voice indeed came from the phone.

"I am in Mingyue Hall on the second floor. Please come straight up."

"Okay, I will come right now."