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"Your people? Who are you?"

"I don't know!" The man saw Huang Rong raising her hand and said quickly: "I really don't know! I am a veteran and I am looking for some work in Chang'an. Yesterday, a man named Mr. Li came to me and asked me to just stay in an inn. No matter who comes out, just follow."

"Mr. Li also asked me to do some spying work in the past, and he paid me a lot of money. Today I found several familiar faces outside your place. They all used to do things for Mr. Li together, so they should all be Mr. Li. Found it."

"Mr. Li? Pretending to be a ghost!" Yan Kai asked: "Then how do you contact me?"

"He was the one who contacted me. If a green cloth strip is hung on the branch in front of my house, then there will be things to do and rewards in the hole of that tree."

"He gives money first every time, and if the task is really not completed, he will not get the reward back, but the reward will be less next time."

"So you haven't seen this Mr. Li?" Yan Kai asked.

"Indeed, I will write down where you went today and put it in the tree hole, and he will take it away by himself at night. I just use money to do things. Now that I have told you everything I know, can you let me go?"

"What should I do?" Yan Kai looked at Huang Rong. He really didn't want to care about these nonsense. Why did Mr. Li show up again and keep staring at the inn where he was staying? Everyone who left the inn would be stared at.

Obviously this is for me.

"Just follow the person who got the news at night." Huang Rong slashed the back of the man's neck with his palm, knocking him unconscious.

The spies from the Lijing Gate in the tea shop were called to watch over him carefully. The two of them went to finish the work first, and then took the man back to the tree hole he mentioned in the evening. They could find the person who came to get the information and follow the clues.

After leaving the tea shop, Huang Rong asked curiously: "How did you find out that he was following him."

Yan Kai pointed at his eyes with two fingers, and then pointed at Huang Rong with two fingers:

"I have tens of thousands of pairs of eyes watching!"

"Blow it!" Huang Rong obviously didn't believe it.

"Hey, no one believes the truth!" Yan Kai took Huang Rong to the back door of Cheng Zhijie's house first.

I sent a greeting note to Cheng Huailiang, and soon the back door of Lu Guogong's mansion opened.

"Brother? Come in quickly!" Cheng Hualiang looked for a long time before he recognized Yan Kai.

Then he invited the two people in.

"Brother, why are you...like this?"

"Is Duke Lu at home?"

"Are you looking for my dad? He's here!" Cheng Huailiang knew that Yan Kai was wearing makeup like this, so there must be a reason why he came to see his dad.

He took them to an elegant and quiet teahouse in the backyard and asked the two of them to wait while he went to call Cheng Zhijie himself.

"You brat, when you come to someone's house as a guest, don't you know how to bring some gifts?"

Cheng Zhijie walked in as he spoke.

Although the two people don't seem to have any close friendship, it is because of the relationship between Cheng Hualiang and Yan Kai.

The two families are actually basically tied together.

"I can't help it, I'm so poor!" Yan Kai began to cry about poverty: "I came here today just to borrow some money from Duke Lu."

"Pfft!" After sitting down, Cheng Zhijie, who was holding tea, spit out a mouthful of tea.

What did this guy say? poverty? Borrow money?

Even he was jealous of the money that guy Cheng Huailiang brought when he came back.

Even if his own gangster is like this, Yan Kai says he has no money?

Only a ghost can believe it!

They also said that the people of Kuoding County were hungry and full in order to defeat Koryo.

He felt that Yan Kai was probably talking about a meal of chicken or a meal of fort!

But looking at Yan Kai's current appearance, it seems that he is not joking.

Even a shrewd person like Cheng Zhijie was confused.

"Are you really here to borrow money?"

"I'm really here to borrow money!" Yan Kai nodded: "I need a lot of cash to help someone do something."

"I have thought about it over and over again in Chang'an City, and the only one who can lend me money is Duke Lu."

Cheng Zhijie is so shrewd. Hearing that Yan Kai was doing something for others, he looked at Huang Rong next to Yan Kai.

I heard that this woman turned out to be His Majesty's. Now that two people appear in his house together like this, can you still guess who they are working for?

Now that he has guessed it, Cheng Zhijie must help with this.

He was also unambiguous, said "wait a moment" and then left.

Cheng Huailiang snickered and said, "I'm off to count money!"

After about a cup of tea, Cheng Zhijie came back with a ledger in his hand.

Put it on the table and said: "I took a look and found that I can lend you a total of four thousand silver coins here."

"What? That's it?" Yan Kai and Cheng Huailiang said in unison.

Then Cheng Zhijie kicked Cheng Hualiang in the butt, almost knocking him under the table.

This bitch, they say dogs don’t mind the family’s poverty, but you still barked with them?

Also, this is four thousand guan, ready money! What's missing? What's missing?

Cheng Huailiang got up from the ground, took off his shoes, took out a piece of flying money and put it on the table: "I still have a thousand dollars here, let's make it up!"

"You brat, didn't you say you have no money?"

"I said I have money, so you should tell me to keep it for you!" Cheng Huailiang muttered, and then he spread his hands in a bachelor manner: "Now it's really gone!"

"Hey, five thousand guan, just five thousand guan!" Yan Kai originally planned to make a big deal, and five thousand guan was considered a huge sum of money for a family like Cheng Zhijie.

But for a temple that lends loans and deposits to the entire Chang'an, it's really so-so.

Yes, that’s right, these temples not only make money by lending money, they also make money by collecting social savings.

At that time, if you deposited money in the temple, not only would you not get interest, but you would also have to pay for the temple’s custody fees.

Otherwise, how can we say that they are one of the richest forces in Chang'an?

"Wait a minute!" Cheng Zhijie slapped his hand on the table: "Brothers settle the accounts, how do you calculate the interest?"

"50% profit!"

"Five points..." Cheng Zhijie's eyes suddenly opened wider than the cow that was killed by his family that morning, and he yelled, "How many?"

Yan Kai rubbed his ears and said: "50% profit!"

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" Cheng Zhijie took a few deep breaths and confirmed again: "Really give 50%?"

"Give me 50%!"

They all stopped by to inquire about it when they came. The odds were not like the bet between Cheng Huailiang and Yin Deheng, which was one to one.

In most handicaps, the odds for Zheng Zhixun to win all six gates are as high as 1 to 9 points.

Of course, after Yan Kai invests a large amount of money, the odds will be reduced a lot.

But most people in the world think that Zheng Zhixun cannot win the six-door championship. After Yan Kai raises the odds, there will inevitably be more people betting that he cannot win the six-door championship.

Zheng Zhixun calculated that if Yan Kai could spend 1 to 3 yuan, the final odds should remain around :.

That's why Yan Kai gave Cheng Zhijie such a high interest rate.

"Wait a moment!" Cheng Zhijie said a word and went out again.

Cheng Huailiang pursed his lips: "They say I'm dishonest!"