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1-54 A penny beats a hero

Liu Ziguang couldn't hold the matter in his mind, so he immediately called Wang Zhijun and asked: "Zhijun, how much does it cost to do it all?"

Wang Zhijun gave him a detailed calculation: "One sand dredging boat costs over 100,000 yuan. If we really want to do it, one boat will definitely not be enough. Two boats cost 100,000 yuan, which is 200,000 yuan. The river sand dryer and sorting machine also cost nearly 100,000 yuan."

, there are at least a dozen workers who rent cement boats and mud trucks, and they have to pay some money in advance. The most important thing is the contract payment to the village. It used to be 100,000 per year from Zhu Laoer, but now the village and I

The price is 500,000 yuan per year, and the installment payment is 100,000 yuan first. Calculated in this way, the initial cost is at least 500,000 yuan."

"Have you ever gone to the bank to ask about a loan?" Liu Ziguang reminded.

"I went to the county Agricultural Bank of China and asked, but they didn't lend money at all unless there was a mortgage guarantee, but how could we have anything valuable if we were so poor? Moreover, they said they would not lend such large amounts to private individuals, but only to corporate legal persons. What a joke. We

If you have 500,000 yuan to register a company, why would you need a loan?"

It seems that bank loans are no longer available. Although half a million is not a big sum in Liu Ziguang's eyes, after all, this world is not as good as it used to be. A penny stumps the hero, so he can get half a million in a short time.

, it is really difficult.

After hearing Liu Ziguang's silence, Wang Zhijun said again: "The contract payment in the village must be paid. I have already spent the money to build the house, but it is still not enough. My family is too poor. I really have no choice, Brother Guang.

"

In order to build a battlefield, Wang Zhijun stopped the construction of the house he was building. Wang Zhijun was willing to go all out, but Liu Ziguang changed his mind and immediately said: "Zhijun, the house at home cannot be stopped. The villagers are watching. If you stop the house,

Once we build it, people will definitely think that we don’t have enough funds and they won’t be able to trust us. You continue to build the house, and I will figure out a way to raise the money.”

Putting down the phone, Liu Ziguang thought for a while. His brothers were all poor and could not count on anything. Li Jianguo's sister-in-law's cancer was a bottomless pit and she had too much time to take care of herself. She had no spare money. Although he was kind to Scar, he had no other dealings with her.

, Li Jianguo didn't come to him for anything, let alone himself, so this road didn't work.

After much deliberation, Liu Ziguang picked up the phone and dialed his home number.

"Mom, you are at home. I want to do some business with my friends. Please lend me some money."

When she heard that her son wanted to start a business, her mother was very enthusiastic: "Okay, Mom will sponsor you. Is three thousand yuan enough?"

Liu Ziguang was speechless for a moment, then said after a while: "Mom, we want to do a big business, at least hundreds of thousands."

"Oh, that's not possible. You have never done business. What if you are cheated? You don't dare to mess with this."

Liu Ziguang hung up the phone helplessly. My mother had old ideas and was frugal to save a few money. Of course she was reluctant to take risks. In her mind, doing business meant going to the wholesale market to buy hundreds of pairs of socks and selling them at street stalls, or at night markets.

It doesn't make sense to push a tricycle and sell sausages without having any idea about a business like digging sand.

Having no other choice, he called Bei Xiaoshuai again. Bei Xiaoshuai was silent for a moment and said, "Brother, don't worry, I'll think of a way."

An hour later, Bei Xiaoshuai replied: "Brother, I have prepared 50,000 yuan for you. Come and pick it up at home at noon."

During lunch, Liu Ziguang rode his bicycle back home. After entering the house, he found his parents sitting very seriously on both sides of the Eight Immortals table, with a newspaper bag on the table.

"This is..." Liu Ziguang said suspiciously.

"Xiaoguang, ** told me this morning. I thought about it carefully. You are not young anymore. If you don't start a business and make a name for yourself, it will be too late. Since you have this idea, there is no reason why parents should not support it. Here

There are 30,000 yuan, which is the foundation of our family, so take it."

As he spoke, Dad opened the newspaper bag, revealing three neat bundles of banknotes inside.

For a moment, Liu Ziguang felt that his face was burning and his nose was a little sore. Eight years ago, his parents gave him their life savings of 20,000 yuan and asked him to speculate in the stock market. In the end, he lost all his money within a few months. Now he said it in one sentence

When it comes to business, parents once again take out their savings without hesitation. Parents are always the most solid support for their children.

"Xiaoguang, take these 30,000 yuan. My wife and I have low wages. We can't earn much even if we work early and late. This is money to buy you a house. You have to be careful..." Mom started to collect money again.

Weird, but Liu Ziguang was not impatient at all. He listened attentively and nodded from time to time: "Mom, I understand."

There was a knock on the door. Liu Ziguang turned around and shouted, "Please come in." A head dyed with ** hair stuck out. It was Bei Xiaoshuai. He also had a newspaper bag in his hand. After walking in, he first gave it to Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu.

He said hello, then unwrapped the newspaper and said proudly: "Fifty thousand yuan, let's count it."

Bei Xiaoshuai, who had been crying about being poor all day long, could actually come up with so much money, which made Liu Ziguang a little puzzled, but now he was anxious to use the money and couldn't care about so much. He took out a cigarette and threw it to Bei Xiaoshuai: "Okay.

Xiaoshuai, you have helped my brother a lot."

"I'm sorry, if you have anything to say, you can speak." Bei Xiaoshuai lit up his cigarette with a proud look on his face.

"Bang bang" the door of Liu's house was knocked again, and without waiting for a response, two people rushed in. The man in front was angry and carrying a feather duster in his hand. He was Bei Xiaoshuai's father, followed by Bei Xiaoshuai.

Xiao Shuai's mother also had an angry look on her face.

Looking at Bei Xiaoshuai again, his face paled, and Liu Ziguang immediately understood what had happened.

"You little prodigal, you actually stole the family's money, let's see if I can't kill you!" Uncle Bei waved the feather duster and shouted in a fierce voice.

"Xiaoshuai, did you take the bankbook at home? Tell your mother quickly and don't make her angry." Bei Xiaoshuai's mother tried to persuade her son while holding her husband.

"So what if I took it? Your money is not mine, I need it urgently, really." Bei Xiaoshuai turned red with anxiety and jumped to his feet.

"You dare to be so tough, let's see if I can't beat you to death!" Old Uncle Bei held the feather duster high, but he couldn't beat it. It's no wonder that since he was a child, he has been reluctant to beat his son ruthlessly, otherwise Bei Xiaoshuai would not have fallen.

To this day.

Bei Xiaoshuai's mother had already found the money on the table and understood what was going on. She took her husband and said to Liu's father: "His uncle, this money is our savings for more than ten years. We plan to buy a house for our children to get married."

It’s used. Last time his aunt asked to borrow money to buy a car, but we didn’t even give it.”

Both his parents set their sights on Liu Ziguang. Without saying a word, Liu Ziguang took the 50,000 yuan and handed it to Uncle Bei, explaining: "I want to do some business and asked my brothers to raise money. Who knew that Xiaoshuai was stealing money?"

I can’t take the money my family used to buy a house. Uncle, please take it back."

Uncle Bei said: "Xiaoguang, it's not that I don't want to lend you money, it's just that you are having difficulties."

Liu Ziguang nodded to express his understanding, but Bei Xiaoshuai suppressed his blush and shouted: "Old man, if you dare to take this money back today, I will sever the father-son relationship with you."

Uncle Bei was so angry that he almost lost his temper, but there was nothing he could do about his stubborn son. He had 50,000 yuan in his hand and it didn't matter whether he wanted it or not.

With a "pop" sound, Liu Ziguang turned his head and gave Bei Xiaoshuai a slap in the face: "How are you talking? How can you talk to your parents like this? Why don't you apologize!"

Then Bei Xiaoshuai's parents were extremely surprised as they watched their always rebellious son obediently lower his head dyed with hair, and whispered: "Mom and Dad, I was wrong, I shouldn't have taken the family's money."

Surprisingly, his son turned out to be so obedient. It’s true that every evil man has his own way, and every thing has its own consequences. Uncle Bei gritted his teeth, took out 10,000 yuan and said, "Uncle, he is not an ungrateful person."

, these ten thousand yuan count as our investment in helping Xiaoshuai, Xiaoguang, you must take it."

Liu Ziguang didn't lie. He took it on the spot, wrote the IOU with a pen and handed it to Uncle Bei, saying, "Thank you, Uncle Bei."

In this way, Bei Xiaoshuai was able to look good, and his expression softened a lot.

After Bei Xiaoshuai's family left, Liu Ziguang looked at the 40,000 yuan on the table, still distressed. This was still far from enough. He couldn't even buy half a sand dredger.

There was another knock on the door. Liu Ziguang thought it was Bei Xiaoshuai coming back and said angrily: "Didn't you get enough beatings?"

"Hee hee, do you dare to hit me?" With a voice like a warbler, it was Fang Fei who came, carrying a backpack, wearing jeans and sneakers, dressed like a schoolgirl.

"Hey, Fang Fei, why are you here?" Liu Ziguang stood up and inadvertently pushed the money on the table into the corner.

"Why can't I come? I'm off work today, so I came here to see my uncle and aunt. Do you think it's because of you? Humph." Fang Fei put her hands behind her back and pouted.

"Oh, Xiaofang is here, aunt will give you some water to drink." Mom beamed as soon as she saw her future daughter-in-law, picked up the thermos and poured a glass of water, and signaled to dad with a wink. Dad understood, stood up and said:

"By the way, I'm going out to buy a newspaper."

"It's time for me to go out and buy groceries," my mother said.

The old couple pretended to hide out, making room for their son and Fang Fei. They walked out of the courtyard and looked back at the low courtyard. The father sighed and said, "When can we have sex? We don't want more. Just give me one."

Just build a house so your children can have a place to get married."

"Just wait, I heard it's coming soon. I've been through it for more than ten years. Is there still a few years left?" said my mother.



In the room, Fang Fei pointed at Liu Ziguang with a smile and said, "What good things are you hiding? Don't let me see it."

Liu Ziguang said with a sneer: "Nothing hidden, just tens of thousands of dollars, which my family raised for my business use."

"Is that enough? I still have a card here that I can use." Fang Fei asked with wide eyes.

"You just started working, how much money do you have, don't be busy." Liu Ziguang said nonchalantly.

"Humph, I heard it at the door just now. You borrowed money everywhere and didn't think of me. It really pissed me off. Now you underestimate me. My card is very powerful. It can pass 50,000 in cash."

Darling, an overdraft of 50,000 yuan in cash must be such a high-end card. Liu Ziguang stared at Fang Fei with wide eyes. Fang Fei thought he was suspicious, so she took out a China Merchants Bank platinum card from her wallet and waved it in front of his eyes.

With.

But Liu Ziguang still shook his head and said: "Fifty thousand is still not enough. My business requires at least five hundred thousand in cash."

"Five hundred thousand..." Fang Fei exaggeratedly covered her mouth.


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