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Zhou Village Head was surprisingly angry, slamming the table and saying, "What is there to discuss? Five Yuan is Five Yuan!"
The county head's face turned grim: these people from Zhoujiatun must be crazy for money; charging Five Yuan for a pound of rice is no joke!
Old Han also found it unbelievable, "What? You really want to sell it for five bucks? How much do you think it sells for at the Acquisition Station? You need to have some integrity; don’t be too greedy!"
What was he being greedy about? The two who were speaking up were Chinese, right? Zhou Village Head felt a bit confused and even colder inside.
He pointed at Ota Ryuzo and said, "You tell me! What did Yezi say to you last time?"
Ota Ryuzo put down his bowl and calmly replied, "Zhou Village Head, don't get agitated. Our Oda Corporation is very sincere; however, selling rice for five Yuan per pound is quite rare internationally. Since we are sincerely cooperating, Zhou Village Head, you should show some sincerity too. I think selling it for fifty cents per pound would be appropriate!"
"Ridiculous, I’m not selling it anymore!"
"Village Uncle!"
"Comrade Lao Zhou!"
Zhou Village Head truly did not want to sell anymore, whether it was Five Yuan or fifty cents; regardless of what Yezhi dug up or what the Japanese Person wanted. He was unwilling and did not want to earn the dirty money from the Japanese Person!
Xiao Cheng anticipated that the Japanese Person would raise objections about the price, but he did not expect Village Uncle to be so resolute. Did he misunderstand? Did Zhoujiatun never intend to sell “Bilo”? Was shouting out five bucks just to scare off the Japanese Person???
Xiao Cheng was puzzled but had to step in to mediate, “Mr. Ota, business should be based on trust. We from Zhoujiatun clearly stated the conditions for selling “Bilo” last time. Now you come in and try to cut the price by ten times; talking about sincerity seems more like a joke?”
Zhou Village Head felt he had woken up just in time: the Japanese Person was indeed untrustworthy; not selling the rice was the right decision.
Ota Ryuzo squinted his eyes; the old one was unreasonable, and the young one was also rude—what a bunch of unreasonable Chinese pigs. He had lost interest in sitting there any longer and told his assistant, “Let’s go!”
“Mr. Ota, Mr. Ota!” Old Han chased after the Japanese Person as they left.
The county head pointed at Zhou Village Head, saying, “Village Chief Zhou Da, are you satisfied now? Let’s not even talk about whether we sell “Bilo” or not; is this how you treat international friends? You have no basic manners at all; you’re truly embarrassing us Chinese!”
What? Zhou Village Head, who initially felt a bit guilty towards the county leader, now thought that those two leaders who were circling around the Japanese Person like “lapdogs” were even more shameful.
Xiao Cheng was speechless; in this room, he had the least say. Zhou Village Head and the county magistrate were at odds, he tried to pull the village head back, but the village head glared at him. He advised the magistrate, and the magistrate wanted him to arbitrate. Nothing he did was right!
He missed Yezhi, who was far away in the Provincial Capital. Although this girl liked to cause trouble, she could hold her ground and had more authority than he did.
"Ah-choo, ah-choo!" Who is cursing me!
Lin Haitao looked nervously at Yezhi, "What's wrong? Is it cold?"
Yezhi shook her head, while Lin Haiping muttered, "She looks sturdy usually, but turns out she's so weak!"
Yezhi gritted her teeth. Ever since she was forced to live in this woman's house, that woman hadn't stopped talking—complaining about her messy hair one moment and her shabby clothes the next... Everything was wrong, nothing was good.
She thought bitterly: Once she got the money from the bank, she would immediately pack up Xiaobinzi and take him away. Let him dream of being close to her as his sister!
Lin Haiping couldn't stand seeing her brother's concerned demeanor any longer and boldly entered her husband's office. Both of them worked at the bank; Yezhi needed a loan, and their condition for helping was that Linzi had to move into her house.
"Ren Lizhang, how's it going?" Generally, loans were approved fastest when there was land or property as collateral.
She didn't know what Yezhi had fed her brother with; Linzi actually used their grandfather's house as collateral. Of course, the value of that house compared to the loan amount was not even close. The couple negotiated back and forth, and there was no problem getting the money; how much they could lend her was still uncertain.
Ren Lizhang smiled broadly and said, "It's done!"
"Brother-in-law, you're amazing!" Yezhi had a good impression of this always friendly brother-in-law. "So how much did you lend?" Lin Haiping asked more anxiously than she did.
"200,000!" That was a huge sum. "Why so much?" Lin Haiping looked astonished; last year their bank only lent out 200,000 in total.
Ren Lizhang said somewhat proudly, "The house was mortgaged for 20,000; the rest—heh heh—all unsecured loans."
"Unsecured loans!" Yezhi truly didn't know what to say. Her brother-in-law must have worked hard for this. Even before she got the money in hand, she felt pressure; debts of gratitude were hard to repay, especially since her brother-in-law still owed others.
Lin Haiping glared at Ren Lizhang in frustration; who told him to work so hard? Wasn't he just putting himself on the hot seat?
Lin Haitao patted his brother-in-law's shoulder: "Thanks, Ren!" This "Ren" made Ren Lizhang feel particularly emotional; he felt like that little kid who used to follow him around had come back.
He punched Lin Haitao in the chest, "You little brat, are you finally calling someone!" Yezhi chuckled. No matter how hurried time is, some feelings cannot be taken away.
Lin Haiping looked at Xiaobinzi with longing, while Lin Haitao smiled at his sister. However, he couldn't bring himself to call her "sister." Years of emotional knots cannot be untied so easily.
Just like how Lin Haitao didn't tell Lin Haiping about their mother, in Yezhi's eyes, the two still had a long way to go!
Ren Lizhang sighed. His wife treated Lin like a fragile treasure, afraid it would break if dropped or melt if held too tightly. When it came to Lin's loan this time, his wife was completely against it, but once Lin spoke up, she would handle it no matter her objections.
"Sister!" Yezhi called out loudly. Lin Haiping glared at her in annoyance, "Who cares about your call!" Tch~ It felt awkward for her to call out as well!
"I and Xiaobinzi are one and the same; if he calls, I call—it's all the same."
"I've never seen anyone with such thick skin as you!" Lin Haiping felt disappointed and naturally didn't give Yezhi a good expression.
Yezhi didn't mind and joked, "What's wrong with having thick skin! Thick skin leads to longevity. Let me count the benefits of thick skin for you: one: not ashamed to ask questions—broad-minded; two: persistence for love—eventually embraced; three: boldness in pursuit—having backbone; four: letting rumors fly—having ambition..."
Ren Lizhang was the first to burst out laughing, "Sister-in-law speaks with wisdom." Lin Haiping, on the other hand, gritted her teeth: so her brother was indeed forced into this by her.
Lin Haitao always thought his wife had many twisted arguments... but sometimes those twisted arguments actually made a lot of sense.
After sharing a laugh, Yezhi solemnly thanked Lin Haiping and her husband, "We're family; there's no need for thanks! Besides, this loan approval is largely thanks to the asset assessment and repayment plan you wrote for Zhoujiatun. This was originally meant for my own reference, but unexpectedly, it gave the bank confidence in our situation."
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