What are the options for love obstacles in the humanoid Star Platinum's mind?

"As for the second company, he's a stingy boss, but I'll try my best to lower the price for you. If he doesn't give me face, then you'll have to pay him back in the end."

"The last loan company is the most difficult one. Their boss is a bad person, but they provide our group with the most debt collection business. My face may not be of much use, so I can only try to negotiate."

Kujo Ditaro nodded to show that he understood.

Kamio's father moved a little and nonchalantly lit a cigarette.

"I can help small companies, but I can't do anything about the big banks. They're rich and powerful, and it's not something we small-time people can interfere with. But precisely because of this, they won't use force to collect the money. They'll only use legal means to force you to repay the money. I'm afraid your family's real estate assets will be auctioned off by them."

"Uncle, if they want to auction my family's real estate, they need to go through some procedures, right?"

"There are some procedures to go through, but even if you can't pay the money, they will be completed sooner or later. Okay, just turn left and you'll be there. Get ready. This president is easy to talk to. If he's sincere, the problem will be solved."

Just as Kamio's father said, the president of the first loan company was very easy to talk to.

After a brief conversation, the money owed by the Kujo family was not only waived interest, but they only had to repay 100,000 yuan per month.

Although 100,000 yuan may seem like a lot, you should know that the Kujo family owes almost 10 million yuan here.

After negotiating with one loan company, the two of them went straight to the second loan company.

I have to say, stingy people are really unpleasant.

Kujo Ditaro knew that it was wrong for him to owe money, but he was not unwilling to pay it back, so why was he being so sarcastic?

Chapter 213: Transgender debut as an idol? Give you a pair of breasts?

As we all know, in today's society, those who owe money are the boss.

If Kujo Ditaro was a little more ruthless, he could simply refuse to pay back the money to these small loan companies.

But the only trouble is that if he does this, he will have to endure retaliation from these companies.

As the saying goes, it is easy to dodge a spear but hard to guard against an arrow from the dark.

Kujo Ditaro didn't want to make things too complicated that could be solved with money.

So, he stopped Kamio's father and started negotiating with others himself.

"I will pay you back all the money I owe you in advance, but the interest you're charging is far higher than normal. I will only pay you back the normal interest plus the principal. You can ask my dad for the rest."

"What do you mean? We had an agreement when your father borrowed money. If you act like this, my business..."

"So I told you, if you're not happy, you can ask my dad for money. Got it?"

After saying this, Kujo Ditaro suddenly stood up.

His sturdy figure, like an iron tower, is intimidating.

Kujo Ditaro didn't wait for a reply and walked downstairs.

The thin man with a gaunt face stared at the stairs and frowned, "Brother, what do you mean by this? Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

"It's normal for the younger generation not to know the rules, but you also have to understand that it would be hard for anyone to feel comfortable asking him to pay back the money his father owed."

Kamio's father stood up with his coat in his hands, smiling. His friendly expression suddenly turned ferocious.

"President Qiu Ye, we should be considerate when doing business. Only in this way can the business grow further. Rules are dead, but people are alive. Waiving some interest will not hurt you. Why make it like this?"

"Brother, what are you talking about? I'm just having trouble with cash flow lately. I've set a precedent for you. Can others do the same? Then I might as well just go bankrupt."

"Oh? I'm sorry for being so abrupt. President Akiya, I have something else to do. I'll be leaving now."

"It's better to leave without seeing him off."

As the office returned to silence, the thin man snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "Your Inugami-gumi isn't the only gang in this city. Besides, you're just a low-ranking official following the Inugami demon. Why should I give you face? This is ridiculous!"

......

After the two returned to the car, Kamio's father immediately started swearing.

"This guy who's obsessed with money has been getting less and less business lately. I'm afraid he's already looking for his next gang. Ugh."

"Uncle, it doesn't matter. This kind of thing is never that easy. I didn't expect it to go so smoothly before."

"That guy was mainly helped by the Inugami Group on several big orders, so we were kind of using their cover to get him. But this bastard is not only stingy but also very sinister. I really want to kill him, ha!"

"Uh...."

Kujo Ditaro hesitated to speak, and couldn't help but think of what happened a few days ago.

As if he had the ability to read minds, Kamio's father suddenly said something irrelevant.

"I did have someone teach you a lesson about what happened that night, but you know the premise for doing so. The guy who shot you made another mistake these past two days and offended the president. He was put on the first flight to Thailand this morning."

"Huh? Why are you going to Thailand? Is there a group for you there?"

"no..."

Kamio's father took a deep drag on the cigarette he was holding between his fingers and said in a deep voice, "After I scolded that guy, he went out to drink alone. He got drunk and molested the idol in our group. So the president arranged for him to fly to Thailand for breast augmentation surgery."

Oh!

After Kujo Ditaro managed to stabilize the car, he asked in surprise, "What did you say? Breast augmentation surgery? He's a man, right?"

"Are you surprised?" Kamio's father narrowed his left eye slightly, with a strange smile.

Kujo Ditaro was confused and said cautiously, "I'm surprised by this. After all, flying to Thailand for breast augmentation must cost a lot of money, right?"

"This isn't a question of money." Kamio's father shook his head and sighed, "This is our president making an example of someone else. If the effect is achieved, it doesn't matter if he spends more. Besides, compared to raising an idol, a breast augmentation surgery is nothing."

Kujo Ditaro suddenly felt that his so-called excessive behavior was nothing compared to the methods of the gang boss.

After a moment's hesitation, he slightly adjusted the direction of the topic.

"Okay... so the idols you're training are called Backstreet Girls, right?"

"Eh? How did you know? Did the milk tea boss tell you? By the way, how do you know the milk tea boss?"

"This is a long story, but was it you who forced that backstreet girl into prostitution?"

Kamio's father didn't answer. He silently threw away his cigarette holder and reached out to turn on the car radio.

Kujo Ditaro glanced at it but didn't comment.

Kamio's father explained as he changed the channel.

"We don't force women of good character into prostitution. Also, being an idol isn't easy. There are so many idols these days. If you don't have some exceptional talent, you'll be easily eliminated."

"Really? But it seems to me that your backstreet girls don't seem to be willing to work in the idol industry, right?"

Kujo Ditaro spoke frankly and was obviously skeptical.

Kamio's father raised his lips and grinned, "The president gave them the choice. Well, they have a show today. You can listen and see if they are willing or not."

Hearing this, Kujo Ditaro became interested and started listening to the radio.

"Hahaha, this is B-girl and Backstreet Girl, please take care of me."

"What kind of troubles do you have, such as love? Haha, it's a pity that this one can't be used."

"By the way, Marika-chan, what's bothering you?"

As soon as the host finished speaking, a pleasant female voice came in seamlessly.

"Trouble...trouble?"

"How should I put this? Oh, by the way, one of my pubic hairs turned white recently. It was such a shock."

Oh!

The all-white SUV was driving smoothly on the road when it suddenly skidded and almost caused a car accident.

Kujo Ditaro gripped the steering wheel tightly and cursed in panic, "What the hell are you doing?! What the hell did you raise?"

Kamio's father waved his hand and analyzed, "There's nothing we can do about it. After all, they were originally boys. Even after a year of special training, their mindsets haven't completely changed."

"Thoughts have no...wait..."

Kujo Ditaro turned his head abruptly in the middle of his words, and after hesitating for a while, his tone gradually became normal.

"They undergo gender reassignment surgery and then debut as idols?"

"Yes, didn't I tell you that night that there were three people who were castrated for committing crimes, but they are living well now. They are these."

Kamio's father's expression didn't change at all, as if he was talking about a commonplace matter.

Kujo Ditaro was amazed, and he finally understood why the three women's eyes had looked so awkward and desperate last time at the theater...

Chapter 214: This gamble costs four hundred million!

"I have a new understanding of the limits of gangs."

Kujo Ditaro was sincerely amazed and really admired him in his heart.

Kamio's father smoked a cigarette, thought for a moment, and then reminded him, "It's almost noon. The last one is a tough nut to crack. Let's go have a meal first and then talk to him this afternoon."

"Okay, uncle, what do you want to eat? It's my treat."

"Let's go to that restaurant over there. You're in so much debt, you'd better stop playing the big shot."

"Debt is a form of strength. Most people can't afford to take on so much."

Kujo Ditaro doesn't look like someone who is in debt of hundreds of millions at all, and his mentality is surprisingly good.

Kamio's father was also surprised, but he didn't show it.

The two found a restaurant, had a quick meal, and then chatted in the car until two o'clock in the afternoon when they set off.

The reason why it was so late was that if I had gone earlier, I wouldn’t have seen anyone.

To be honest, Kujo Ditaro was not very hopeful about the last loan company.

However, in order to ensure that there would be no trouble other than repaying the money in the future, he still had to go.

As expected, the negotiations did not go smoothly.

Kamio's father tried to persuade him in every possible way, but to little avail.

Kujo Ditaro originally wanted to use tough measures to suppress part of the interest as he did before, but the result was unexpected.

"Let me put it this way. I recently recruited someone who is very skilled. If you can beat him, I won't take the money."

The short, fat man smoking a cigarette added with a half-smile, "But in a fight, things are bound to go wrong. If you get hurt, I won't be responsible."

"Ah, my, my, President Naono, what are you doing?" Kamio's father narrowed his eyes and said earnestly, "Okay, we're being presumptuous this time, Di Taro, let's go."

"Uncle, wait a moment." Kujo Ditaro pressed the middle-aged man's shoulder and said, "Indeed, there are bound to be casualties in a fight, so if your people get hurt, I won't be responsible. Is that okay?"

"Huh?" The short and fat man was stunned and grinned, "Of course, but young man, fighting is not just about body size, otherwise there would be no karate, taekwondo, and Sanda in the world..."

"President Naono, I have no choice." Kujo Ditaro sighed slightly and said sadly: "I owe a lot of money. If I don't fight, my life will be over."

"Di Taro..."

"Uncle, don't talk."

Kujo Ditaro increased the strength of his grip, as if hinting at something.

Kamio's father's shoulders sank, and he was amazed at the boy's strength...

"President Naono, I have no choice. Since you are willing to give me this opportunity, why not give the young people some hope? I owe a lot of money. Do you think you can add some chips to the ante?"

"Please! Give me a chance to fight!"

Kujo Ditaro's acting is explosive, and he looks like a desperate and crazy person.

As we all know, the habits of rich people are always strange and bizarre.

They like luxury cars, beautiful women, and may also like watching people fight.

In addition to lending money, President Naono's greatest pleasure is watching people fight, especially the desperate struggles of the poor!

"You actually asked me to add some chips?"

After a burst of laughter, President Naono nodded and said, "Okay, as long as you beat my people, not only will your debt be written off, but I'll also give you another 10 million. But what can you give if you lose?"

"I owe a lot of money. Ten million isn't enough. But for various reasons, my property is still in my name. My car can be sold for seven or eight million, and my house is also worth tens of millions. I can bet it all on this. I bet I can win!"

Kujo Ditaro's words were too shocking.

Even Kamio's father, a veteran gambler, disregarded his own pride and talked about the consequences of gambling.

"Di Taro! There's no good ending to gambling! You can pay the money back slowly, but you'll be doomed if you keep doing this."