Chapter 250: Chapter 202: Pulled Off a Super Big Job
The words themselves were nice enough.
But who hangs something like this in their office?
It was pretty ridiculous.
Still, the club belonged to President Lin, and so did the office. He could hang whatever he wanted—he could even hang a sign that said "Impartial Justice" for all anyone cared.
Wait a minute.
Damn it!
’That old Taoist must have swindled him into it!’
"President Lin, you were looking for me? And that master? What did he say?"
He asked eagerly as soon as he sat down.
Lin Chu waved his hand with a smile. "He said we were fated to meet."
Huh?
Hu Ping’an was stunned for a moment, then said with a hint of indignation, "Did he really need to tell you that? How much did you pay him?"
"A few hundred thousand, I guess."
"Sigh... let’s not talk about that. It’s pocket change. Here’s the deal: I’m working on something huge. If it succeeds, we’re talking billions. It has to succeed—it absolutely must. I’ve done everything I possibly can on the practical side of things. Now, I’m working on the metaphysical side too."
"I consulted a few experts, and they all said it’s a unique situation. There is one solution, though: I need to take in ninety-nine foster sons. Biological ones would work too. It’s supposed to create a ’strength in numbers’ kind of effect. But then I thought, ’What the hell is that? I’m only twenty-four, that’s not right... and having them myself is out of the question, there’s no time.’"
"But this whole thing is actually very important... Brother Hu?"
"Here’s my proposal: I’ll pay off all your current debts. Then I’ll buy you an apartment and a car. Brother Hu, I have absolutely no intention of insulting you. As for the title... we’ll only use it in private, when it’s just the two of us. Please, think about it. Help me out. I’m begging you as a brother."
Lin Chu said, his tone exceptionally earnest.
He was just giving the man a way to save face.
’After all, their Intimacy was already at 100.’
Hearing this, Hu Ping’an was utterly dumbfounded.
He felt like his entire worldview was being shattered.
His prominent Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard several times.
His heart started racing.
’What kind of ridiculous, absurd situation is this?’
’You want me to call you... Foster Father?’
But...
He was dazed for a moment before snapping out of it. Then, he burst out laughing. "Holy shit! No, I mean..."
He sniffled, a look of incredulous amusement on his face. "This... Fine! I’ve got no problem with it. Heh, it’s just calling someone my foster dad, right? It’s just a name!"
"Shit! Who the hell could refuse an offer like that? If you went out and shouted this on the street, you’d have a line of guys all the way down the block!"
"Are you really giving me such a sweet deal? Paying my debts, buying me a house, a car... It’s like you’re becoming my sugar daddy! Foster Father!"
he exclaimed, his tone deliberately over the top.
Sensing Lin Chu’s awkwardness, and feeling a bit awkward himself, he used this exaggerated tone to diffuse the tension.
But, in all fairness, the situation was what it was.
He gritted his teeth, steeled his heart, and decided to just go for it.
’It’s no big deal.’
’President Lin meant well. He was being kind, and he had his reasons. With a multi-billion project on the line, he had to grasp at any chance of success, no matter how slim.’
’Plus, he was throwing down real money to set me up for life. One move and I’d go from drowning in debt to rolling in Gold.’
"Okay, it’s settled then. Thanks. Let’s go! We’re going right now! To pay off the debt! Buy a house! And a car! Time is of the essence."
When Lin Chu saw him nod, it was as if a triumphant soundtrack started playing in his head.
’The grand performance has reached its perfect conclusion!’
’It took a lot of maneuvering, a great deal of effort, and cost a few hundred thousand in extra expenses, but... it was all worth it.’
...
They rushed to the bank, where Lin Chu paid off Hu Ping’an’s debts—over seven million in total. Everything was cleared.
This was a pure cash expense, so there was no rebate.
When the final debt was cleared, tears streamed down Hu Ping’an’s face. His whole body tingled, and he almost threw his arms around Lin Chu to smother him with kisses.
’Foster Father!’
’No, this wasn’t a Foster Father, this was his actual dad!’
Next, they bought an apartment. They settled on a three-bedroom unit in a prime location in the South Mountain district for 13.5 million, which yielded a tenfold rebate of 135 million.
For the car, he bought a Mercedes G-Wagen for 2.6 million, which also came with a tenfold rebate of 26 million.
Then there was the land, "gifted" to him in the form of company equity, worth 290 million. This again triggered a tenfold rebate: 2.9 billion.
While Hu Ping’an was still riding the high and the excitement was fresh, Lin Chu took care of all the official business in one fell swoop.
A net profit of three billion!
This time, he’d pushed his intellect, personal initiative, and grasp of human nature to their absolute limits.
He’d even sacrificed some of his pride and moral values like sincerity.
But as long as he got the job done, Lin Chu was more than satisfied.
With three billion in the bank, what more could he ask for?
Damn.
After pulling off that massive score, Lin Chu felt a sense of profound relief radiating from every pore of his body.
He’d struck it rich in one go!
For a long time to come, at least, he wouldn’t have to worry about "making money."
Time to spend!
Spend it however he damn well pleased!
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