Love? The Reborn Me Just Wants to Obtain Rewards

Chapter 778: Chapter 327: Top Old Cunning Sly

"Such a big issue, Chu Changkuo obviously couldn’t make any decisions."

He hurriedly returned home, just as his father was sobering up with tea in the living room, having attended a meal gathering somewhere around noon.

"Dad!"

"Sit down, don’t panic."

Chu Dazhao carelessly waved his hand, took another sip of his strongly brewed tea, letting out a very comfortable sigh with a "ss-ha" sound before he turned his gaze over.

"Didn’t I tell you to focus on your studies and not meddle with family matters? Whimsical questions you’ve got there, blowing hot air again?"

Chu Changkuo wasn’t pleased, "No, what’s so great about boasting about needing money? Can’t you trust me for once?"

"The things you’re asking are useless!"

"But my roommate really can bring in the money!"

"Hmm?" Chu Dazhao looked up, his eyes somewhat doubtful, "Son, you shouldn’t joke about these things, do you know how much our family is short of?"

"Huh!"

Chu Changkuo got haughty, scoffing disdainfully, "Isn’t it just 10 billion? There are plenty who could pull that amount."

"Holy shit! I thought..."

Chu Dazhao was stunned, suddenly rubbing his face vigorously, and instantly sobered up, leaning forward.

"Son, what exactly is the situation? What does your roommate do?"

"Hmph!"

Chu Changkuo was experiencing the respect and equality of having a say at home for the first time and couldn’t help but feel a bit carried away.

He picked up a cigarette packet from the coffee table, took one out, put it to his mouth, and after scanning around without finding a lighter, he looked at his dad from the corner of his eye, "Got a light?"

Damn, my fists are itching!

Chu Dazhao felt the urge to hit his kid, but curiosity squashed the rage, and he grudgingly lit the cigarette for his son, teasingly asking, "Happy now, ’Brother Kuo’?"

"Decent enough, but the attitude needs more work."

Chu Changkuo retorted and then couldn’t contain his excitement anymore, babbling about Su Huai.

"My roommate is freaking awesome, started his own MCN company, do you know what MCN is? It’s a modernized streaming media institution that operates internet celebrities, and it’s not even a full semester yet, the valuation is already in the tens of billions..."

Chu Dazhao was full of doubts: "What’s the use of valuation? What we need is cash, and your thing sounds unreliable?"

"He doesn’t have cash, but our company’s major investor does!"

Chu Changkuo blurted out, starting to brag about Turbid Dog.

"You know about livestreamers, right? Our company has a top livestreamer called Yuji, with over 10 million online followers. Last month, she earned nearly two billion from tips alone, and that investor boosted her, her income is almost beating Liu Yifei and Fan Bingbing..."

"Stop stop stop!"

Chu Dazhao’s head ached from the boasting, simply couldn’t believe it.

"Do you even know what a billion is? What’s all this about ’our company’?"

Chu Changkuo shrank his head, "I signed with Xingyu, planning to try being a part-time livestreamer. A billion is real, the internet is about to explode with it, it’s just that the company has been keeping it under wraps, not trending yet."

"Hey, ’Brother Kuo’, you’re really something!"

Chu Dazhao laughed in disbelief, balling his fists a second time.

"Am I shorting your pocket money or what? Are you going off to play the fool for those online losers?"

That was something Brother Kuo couldn’t stand, sticking out his neck stubbornly, "What do you mean ’online losers’? Nowadays, lots of rich folks find fun online, watching pretty girls dance and tipping millions, isn’t that something, and don’t you spend loads recharging on that crappy Legend game?"

"Alright, alright, I don’t care, go play if you want to."

Chu Dazhao focused, avoiding the trivial arguments, and eagerly pressed, "So, can your roommate really drum up billions in cash?"

"Definitely, for sure!"

Brother Kuo was utterly confident in Su Huai, having witnessed firsthand last night how Gu Tongshu’s family treated Su Huai, he even suspected if Turbid Dog might actually be Mr. Gu?

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed...

"My roommate, especially good at sucking up, licked our big investor and future father-in-law clean, he told me 10 billion wouldn’t be a problem, it’s only the interest rate we need to negotiate further, 8% per annum definitely won’t do."

"Damn, college really wasn’t wasted on you!"

Chu Dazhao was thrilled, slapping his thigh, swearing didn’t matter before his son.

"8% is definitely not happening, I was just talking nonsense, the market rate has shot up to over 12 points these days."

"Then... can we negotiate?"

"Absolutely!"

Chu Dazhao lit up another cigarette for himself, his gaze piercing through the smoke.

"I can offer him 20 points, let’s secure the money first, later we can settle about 70-80% of the principal and interest, and drag out the rest..."

"Eh?" Chu Changkuo was stunned, "You mean to deceive my classmate?!"

"What’s the deception?"

Chu Dazhao rebuked sternly, "It’s a formal loan, with normal repayments, but if various accidents happen on my side and money is temporarily unavailable, isn’t that normal?"

Chu Dazhao spoke earnestly and gravely, "You’re classmates and friends, should understand each other, if he can’t understand temporarily, just communicate slowly!"

"Uh..."

Honestly, Chu Changkuo agreed with his father’s words.

But thinking back to last night’s scene, he felt incredibly anxious.

Could they really swindle Su Huai like this?

After much thought, he decided to caution his father.

"Dad, that classmate, he’s close with Mr. Gu..."

"Ah? Which Mr. Gu?" _{𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓹𝓾𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂}

Chu Dazhao suddenly looked up, his voice short and urgent.