Zhou Buzhang was stunned.
He was truly afraid.
Because he could hear what Shen Zhian meant: he wanted Zhou Buzhang to hide like a coward!
Hah!
“Life for a life, debts must be repaid”—that had been an unchanging rule since ancient times. Zhou Buzhang was a man of principle, at least. How could he do something like that?
He immediately said, “Shen Zhian, you—you—you’ve completely lost your mind!”
“There’s so much money in the family. How can you…”
“Not be able to take any of it out?”
“These people must be paid today!”
“Even if we can’t pay them all, we have to give them something to calm them down. I’ll find a way to get the rest of the money… Even if I have to fish for a living in the river, I’ll repay every last debt we owe them!”
“You, right now…”
A rare, fierce aura—the same one that had once made him a formidable figure—rose from Zhou Buzhang as he said, “Go get the money at once!”
“Right now, I…”
“Go outside and calm them down!”
Shen Zhian froze for a moment.
Over the years, he had rarely seen Zhou Buzhang like this. Clearly, the matter had struck at the place Zhou Buzhang cared about most, which was why he was reacting so intensely. But…
Shen Zhian shook his head and said, “We can’t get the money.”
“There’s no money left in the family!”
“Even if there’s no money, surely we can still come up with a single coin, can’t we? Give them whatever you can. I’ll calm them down first.”
Shen Zhian shook his head again. “There really isn’t even a single coin left in the house.”
“What?” Zhou Buzhang exclaimed. “You can’t come up with even one coin?”
“What do you mean, there isn’t even a single coin?”
“I’ve seen the businesses you invested in over the years. Judging by their market value, even if they had all suffered losses, there should still be some money left. How could there possibly be nothing at all?”
Thinking that Shen Zhian simply did not want to hand over the money, Zhou Buzhang urged him, “Zhi’an, the people outside all trusted me. That’s why they joined me in investing in the martial arts school. We agreed that, whether we made a profit or suffered a loss, their principal would be returned to them!”
“They’re mostly small merchants and peddlers, and their initial investments weren’t large. If we give them part of it first, they’ll surely stop making a fuss out of consideration for me.”
“Just give them something!”
Shen Zhian continued shaking his head. “We can’t.”
“Because…”
“There really is no money!”
“As for the accounts you mentioned… they don’t match reality. I handed all our ventures over to my family members to manage.”
Zhou Buzhang frowned. “You handed them over to your family? Wouldn’t that mean lower expenses?”
Shen Zhian let out a mocking laugh. “How would the expenses be lower?”
“Come on, they’re my family members. If they’re working for us, shouldn’t we give them some benefits? Shouldn’t we let them know that we’ve made it big and will take care of them?”
“So the prices for the businesses handed over to them were usually thirty percent higher than the market rate!”
After saying this, Shen Zhian spread his hands. “There really isn’t any money left in the house!”
“There truly isn’t a single coin left!”
Zhou Buzhang felt a thunderclap explode above his head.
For a long while, he could not react.
What did he mean, having family members handle things actually cost more money?
And by as much as thirty percent above the market rate?
The money in the Zhou household had been earned by him through years of fighting with gun and blade, and now it had simply…
Been handed over to Shen Zhian’s family?
“Buzhang…” Seeing Zhou Buzhang’s expression change again and again, Shen Zhian could not help comforting him. “In any case, someone was bound to make money from those businesses we set up. Rather than letting outsiders benefit, it was better to let our own people benefit!”
“There was nothing wrong with what I did.”
“Don’t take it too much to heart!”
“For now…”
As he spoke, Shen Zhian glanced at the gate and said, “They’re just making a little trouble. If we hide for a while, it’ll pass. The huge sum of money I just invested will soon bring returns of at least a hundred times the original amount.”
“When that happens, we’ll be back on our feet!”
…
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
