Future Stamps and Coins Diary

Chapter 3 How about a bet?

After returning to the stall, Lu Feng hesitated for a long time and finally called home.

Although his family is not very wealthy, they should still be able to come up with more than ten thousand yuan. However, Lu Feng does not want to ask his family for money unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Fifteen thousand?" My father paused for a second, then said, "I don't know if it's too late to queue up now. I'll go to the bank and transfer the money to you."

Lu Feng felt a little hot in his heart.

More than 10,000 yuan is not a small sum for parents who take care of a few acres of breeding farm and do odd jobs at home. It is probably close to their total savings.

Lu Feng had already made up countless reasons in his mind, and even thought that if there was no other way, he would say that Lu Youxin had an investment opportunity and he wanted to participate.

Based on my father’s impression of “successful people” like Lu Youxin, it should be possible.

What he didn't expect was that his father didn't ask any more questions.

After waiting anxiously for a while, around 11:40 in the morning, Lu Feng's cell phone rang.

The money has arrived!

He quickly called his father back, opened the note after hanging up, and dialed Mr. Zhang's number.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang? I'm Xiao Lu from Youxin Coin. Yes, the money is ready, please find time to bring the things over."

"Yes, please count the exact amount."

"Yeah, I want them all. It's okay, just follow the agreed price of 20 yuan per copy."

"Okay, you can just come to the stall when you come."

After the call, Lu Tong quickly ran to the bank across the street and withdrew his savings, a total of 20,500 yuan.

After a simple meal of pork trotter rice, Lu Youxin returned to the stall with a gloomy face.

Looking at his expression, Lu Feng's heart skipped a beat and he could roughly guess what had happened.

"Xiao Lu, I treat you well, don't I?"

This is not thin? Even the evil capitalists would burst into tears after seeing this.

Lu Feng cursed in his heart, but he remained respectful on the surface. "Boss Lu, just say it."

"Did you go to Boss Yang to borrow money today?"

Lu Feng nodded truthfully.

It seems that Yang Yuechao turned around and called Lu Youxin.

This guy, not only did he not do business with me, he also stabbed me in the back.

"I heard from Boss Yang that you want to use something as collateral for a loan?" Lu Youxin stared at Lv Feng intently. That look made Lv Feng suspect that he was in the interrogation room of the police station: "What do you want to use as collateral?"

"Of course it's my own stuff." Lu Feng said loudly. "Boss Lu, I've been here with you for more than three months. Even if you never treat me as a fellow countryman, at least you know my parents and you've been to my house before. Do you think I would use your stuff as collateral to get myself a loan?"

Lu Youxin sneered: “Maybe I don’t know, what I’m asking you now is, what do you want to mortgage?”

"Eight conjoined coins!" Lu Feng answered directly.

"Eight-piece set of cent coins?" Lu Youxin was obviously stunned for a moment, then he laughed: "Did you really buy it from that old man for 20 yuan a copy?"

"Yes, I bought it from him." Lu Feng took out the twenty books from the counter and placed them in front of Lu Youxin.

"You took these three hundred dollars and wanted to borrow more than ten thousand dollars. Who are you trying to fool?"

"Of course it's not these 20 books, but more than a thousand. I have already promised Mr. Zhang to buy the more than a thousand books he has. I just want to use this batch of goods as collateral."

"How can you buy his things if you don't have money, and how can you mortgage them if you don't have anything?" Lu Youxin approached step by step.

With a snap, Lu Feng took out the 20,000 yuan he had just withdrawn from the canvas bag.

"Boss Lu, you don't have to interrogate me like a criminal. You can take inventory to see if anything is missing from your safe, or check the surveillance. I originally just didn't want to trouble my family, so I thought of asking Mr. Zhang to bring the things over, and then I would mortgage them to Boss Yang and pay him back with the money. This way, it would be considered a loan, and I would also have collateral, which is reasonable and I wouldn't take advantage of anyone."

"To be honest, I didn't want to call you because I felt that it was just such a small amount of money, so I didn't need you to guarantee it." "As for the repayment of the loan, I only want to borrow it for about half a month. Even if I really can't pay it back by then, more than a thousand sets of eight-cent coins are not worth fifteen thousand? Add half a month's interest, even if it's 6%, it should be more than enough, right? At most, I'll just consider it a loss of the few thousand dollars I have on hand."

"Do you think this is a problem?"

Lu Feng looked at him without showing any weakness.

"Hahaha, I don't mean anything else. I just want to understand the situation. I'm just afraid that you'll suffer a loss!" Lu Youxin's expression changed so quickly that he could even laugh.

"Look, if I hadn't asked you, how would I know you wanted to buy this batch of goods? I don't know why you suddenly want to buy it, but based on my more than ten years of experience, this is completely throwing money away."

"If you really want to invest, I have a few good sets here." Lu Youxin pointed to several stamp albums under the counter that had been unsold for more than a year.

Lu Feng was helpless. Even at this time, he was still playing tricks.

If this thing can make money, would you, Boss Lu, be in a hurry to sell it? It's obvious that you are looking for someone to take over and cut me off at the same time.

"Mr. Lu, I have already made an appointment with Mr. Zhang. The most important thing in doing business is trust. I will not go back on my word." Lu Feng was too lazy to say more to him and took back the more than 20,000 yuan.

"When you suffer a loss, don't say I didn't warn you." Lu Youxin sneered.

Lu Feng said no more. After a while, Mr. Zhang called and confirmed that there were indeed 1,000 books. He said he would send them over after he had dinner.

Lu Feng sat behind the counter, waiting anxiously.

Before Mr. Zhang arrived, Yang Yuechao ran over with a smile on his face, ready to take credit.

"How's it going, Boss Lu? No loss, right?"

"It's okay, it's okay. It's just a misunderstanding!" Lu Youxin smiled and changed the subject.

Yang Yuechao glanced at Lu Feng and said sarcastically, "In this line of work, the most important thing is honesty. Young man, you still have a long way to go. Next time, learn how to be a good person from Boss Lu. When I am happy one day, I will ask the company to give you a credit line."

"Thank you, Mr. Yang, for your face." Lu Feng smiled.

At this moment, Mr. Zhang came in dragging a large suitcase and leading another young man.

The man's attire showed that he was a taxi driver.

Obviously, he just took a taxi and asked the taxi driver to deliver it to his door because the stuff was too heavy.

"Mr. Lu, the stuff is delivered to you." Mr. Zhang took off his baseball cap and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Lu Feng hurried over and helped him move the things to the counter.

"Mr. Zhang, you've made such a tiring trip. Have a drink of water and take a rest first." Lu Feng wanted him to rest, but Mr. Zhang was a little anxious.

"No, let's order the goods. Someone else will come to rent the room this afternoon. Oh..."

The two began to order goods at the counter.

Inside the counter, Yang Yuechao watched this scene, frowned and said, "Old Lu, why are you playing with this? This thing has cheated many people in the past few years."

"I didn't buy it." Lu Youxin seemed to be watching a joke and let Lu Feng count the goods.

"Who wants it?" Yang Yuechao was curious about who would want such a junk that was difficult to cash in.

In the market, few people are willing to deal in this variety in recent years, and most of those who have touched it ended up losing money.

Lu Youxin glanced at Lu Feng and pretended to sigh: “Alas, young people nowadays just don’t listen to advice.”

"This kid?" After getting confirmation, Yang Yuechao couldn't help laughing.

"Others close their doors for a year and make a living for three years after they open. He's planning to close his doors for a year and cry for three years after he opens, right?"

Lu Feng looked up at the two of them, feeling so angry that he had to vent it.

Looking at Yang Yuechao with a smile, Lu Feng deliberately put on a provocative attitude: "Boss Yang, how about we make a bet?"

(End of this chapter)