Let's Squander A Billion First!

It was unsurprising that the Sheng Family’s foundation included a manor, passed down through generations.

The door was opened by an elderly man who, upon seeing Chuzheng, first froze, then became excited: “Miss… Miss, you’ve come back! Where have you been all this time? Are you alright?”

“I’m fine.” Chuzheng walked towards the inside of the manor.

However, the old man panicked and quickly stopped her: “Miss, please don’t go in.”

“Why not?”

The old man’s expression turned grim: “Inside…”

Before he could finish his sentence, two burly men came over threateningly and blocked Chuzheng’s path: “Miss Sheng, please.”

The old man was pushed to the side, with no permission to come closer.

Chuzheng was led into the manor.

At regular intervals, she could spot a tall and sturdy man.

Chuzheng noticed that each seemed to be armed with a gun.

All these illegal firearms! Taking them down should earn me some kind of good citizen award, shouldn’t it?

[No, you would be arrested.]

Chuzheng: “…”

The interior of the manor was hardly different from her memories, except perhaps for the man sitting on the living room sofa whom she did not recognize.

In his forties, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, he exuded an unmistakable gangster aura.

With a cigar in his mouth, he had quite the look of a boss.

The original owner of the body had encountered this man when her father was still alive; he had visited a few times and seemed to be her father’s business partner, though she did not know him personally.

“Xiao Zheng, welcome back.” Yin Hong took the cigar out of his mouth and held it in his hand, laughing as he spoke.

“This is my home.” Chuzheng calmly walked into the living room and sat down directly opposite him.

Yin Hong’s eyes suddenly narrowed, and the living room quickly fell silent.

The girl Yin Hong remembered was meek and fragile, naïve to the hardships of the world.

But…

After a few months of not seeing her,

something seemed off about this girl.

The girl seated on the leather sofa had a stunning appearance, her black eyes like onyx, bright yet serene.

She placed her hands in front of her, the white fingertips of her left hand resting on her right wrist, her slender legs crossed elegantly; at first glance, her presence was even stronger than his.

The silence lasted but a few seconds before Yin Hong continued with a smile, “Yes, yes, look at Uncle Yin’s memory. This is the Sheng family’s home.”

In the end, Yin Hong let out a sigh: “Mr. Sheng’s sudden disappearance is deeply distressing to Uncle Yin as well.”

Chuzheng looked at him coldly.

If he was so distressed, would he have forcefully barged in here without the owner’s presence?

“But…” Yin Hong’s aura intensified, and his words turned sharp, “Given the current situation of the Sheng family, Uncle Yin has no choice. Someone has to clean up the mess Mr. Sheng left behind, right?”

“I had been in business with Mr. Sheng for many years, and Uncle Yin wanted to help, but in these circumstances, Uncle Yin truly feels helpless.”

Chuzheng tapped her fingers slowly on her wrist, interrupting Yin Hong’s speech, “Speak plainly, don’t beat around the bush.”

Yin Hong was taken aback.

He sized up Chuzheng once again from head to toe.

“Before Mr. Sheng went missing, he and I were involved in a business deal. Now, that money…” Yin Hong said with a smile.

Yin Hong sighed slightly: “Uncle Yin is aware of the Sheng family’s current predicament, but there’s no help for it; siblings still settle accounts clearly, don’t they?”

Chuzheng: “How much?”

The girl’s voice was clear and resonant, yet firm and impactful.

The living room fell silent once more.

Yin Hong took his time before extending two fingers: “Twenty million.”

What was going on with this girl?

Mr. Sheng had been missing for a long time, and it was said that the girl had disappeared too.

Now suddenly reappearing… why did she seem so odd?

Yin Hong suppressed the weird feeling in the pit of his stomach.

“If Xiao Zheng can’t come up with that much money, Uncle Yin, considering the many years of cooperation with Mr. Sheng, is willing to compromise. You just give me the manor as collateral.”

Chuzheng appeared utterly indifferent.

Sheng Min had disappeared; if there really had been goods to deal with, he could have just turned around and sold them to someone else. Why bother coming here?

He must have thought the Sheng Family was an easy target now, looking to pick up a bargain.

[Main Quest: Spend 50 million within one hour.]Daring to show off a mere 20 million in front of us? Don’t be afraid, sister, let’s rock and roll! We’re the real pros at squandering money!!

Chuzheng: “…”

Bullshit!

Getting it done is my real profession!

Just previously it was 20,000, now it jumps directly to 50 million—what is this, the Pacific Ocean?

[Sister, we need to adapt to the situation, what can you do with just tens of thousands? You’ll be laughed at!!]

I can get it done.

[…]Get it done, get it done, get it done, is that all you know? Isn’t squandering money great?! It’s pissed off!

[Hurry up, sister, or it will double to a billion!]

Chuzheng: “…”

Not easy.

50 million.

Small issue.

“Where’s the merchandise?”

Yin Hong: “…”

Yin Hong didn’t come here to conduct any business.

With Sheng Min missing, he just used that as a guise to see if there was anything left to salvage.

The internal division of the Sheng Family was almost complete, and as an outsider, he found it inconvenient to intervene.

But he didn’t expect that the manor hadn’t been divvied up yet and was merely guarded by a few elders.

The current value of this manor was over a hundred million, money upon resale.

Money for nothing.

And there was the daughter Sheng Min…

She truly was a catch.

“Xiao Zheng, do you know what we deal in?” He knew very well how the old Sheng had safeguarded his daughter, barely allowing her to come into contact with any of these things.

“Weapons, drugs, or people?” What else could Gangster be dealing with? Are they building spacecraft?

“…”

Yin Hong almost choked on his saliva.

“Xiao Zheng, do you have that much capital?” Yin Hong regained his composure, stubbed out his cigar, and narrowed his eyes dangerously: “Don’t play tricks on uncle, uncle can get angry.”

“Merchandise.” Chuzheng responded succinctly, not wanting to say one word extra.

Yin Hong was silent for a few seconds: “The goods are ready, as soon as the money is in place, we’ll make an immediate delivery.”

The original owner didn’t have a card; all her cash was found in her “Space.”

Chuzheng stood up: “Bring someone with me upstairs to get the money.”

Yin Hong was somewhat dubious, but still had people follow her upstairs.

A few minutes later, his men came down and whispered a couple of sentences in his ear.

Yin Hong’s expression instantly turned bizarre.

The manor should have been searched long ago, how could there still be so much cash?

Not to mention Yin Hong’s astonishment, even the people in the manor were surprised.

Yin Hong had people move the money, but he showed no intention of delivering the goods.

Chuzheng stood on the upper floor, watching Yin Hong whispering with his people.

“Miss, they won’t just walk away like this.” The elder who opened the door earlier stood behind Chuzheng and reminded her softly.

Who among them could be a good person?

There’s no shortage of people who would contradict themselves.

“Then they’ll have to leave horizontally.”

The girl looked down calmly, like a reigning monarch, gazing down at her subjects.

Proudly aloof, uniquely distinguished.

The elder had worked here all his life and had watched the young lady grow up. He knew best what kind of person she was.

But the young lady today…

Exuding an aura of cold indifference, utterly unlike the naive and kindhearted Miss Sheng of the past.

“Miss…”

What on earth had happened during the time she disappeared?