Chapter 123: All beings are equal in front of liars
In Hong Kong, Zheng Zhiguang found a temporary residence for Zhao Tiezhu.
Zhao Dali finally removed the last bandage.
After coming out of the breakfast shop, Lu Yiming paid for Zhao Dali to go to the hospital for treatment. After his wounds were treated, Zhao Tiezhu brought him here and took good care of him.
Now half a month has passed.
Those fellow villagers who had previously surrounded Zhao Dali have disappeared since they left the breakfast shop.
While dealing with the medical waste, Zhao Tiezhu said to Zhao Dali, "Okay, move around and see if it still hurts. It's a good thing they didn't kill you, otherwise it would take a hundred days to heal your broken bones and you would still be lying in bed."
"Tiezhu, was this house really rented to you by that boss Lu? And he also bought you a mobile phone?" Zhao Dali was playing with Zhao Tiezhu's latest mobile phone, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
Even though Zhao Tiezhu had told him about this since the first day he moved in.
Zhao Tiezhu was quite proud of this and puffed out his chest: "Would I lie to you about this?"
Seeing that his silly nephew had actually become successful, Zhao Dali thought of the people who had made a lot of money with him, but now none of them existed. Instead, it was Zhao Tiezhu, the person he had driven out, who not only took him in, but also took care of him for half a month without complaint. He sighed.
"Tell me, who is this Mr. Lu? Is he really a friend you met on the street? Why would he help you rent an apartment and buy you a cell phone for no reason? You know, prices in Hong Kong are sky-high, and renting an apartment is not cheap. This cell phone, wow, wow, wow, wow, if I remember correctly, it would cost seven or eight thousand in a store."
Zhao Tiezhu grinned and said indifferently: "If they are not friends, then they must be my relatives. If I had such rich relatives, I would wake up laughing in my dreams. I met Boss Lu on the road. That day, they even asked me to buy curry fish balls. Boss Lu said he wanted to hire me as his bodyguard and asked me to find as many of my old comrades as possible. I have contacted a few of them in the past few days."
"That's it? If I let you be a bodyguard, I'll rent you a house and buy you a cell phone? And you haven't left the house in the past half month. Being a bodyguard is so easy, I'll be Boss Lu's bodyguard too."
Zhao Tiezhu looked at Zhao Dali's thin body and said, "With your condition, you can't carry anything on your shoulders or lift anything with your hands. Forget it. You have no chance."
Zhao Dali was speechless and wanted to persuade his nephew: "Don't I have you guys? You guys work, and I can just eat, drink and have fun with Boss Lu, right? At worst, I can give you some of my salary when the time comes."
"No, that would be biased, wouldn't it? I can't let Boss Lu down."
Zhao Tiezhu kept shaking his head. He knew his third uncle's character very well.
Zhao Dali was immediately upset and said angrily, "Why are you so stubborn? He needs more than ten or twenty bodyguards, one less of me won't make a difference. I'm still your third uncle, so what's wrong with you being flexible? I brought you from your hometown to Hong Kong, and you're not willing to help with such a small favor."
Zhao Dali actually had no interest in being a bodyguard or anything like that. He mainly wanted to find an excuse to hang out with Lu Yiming, which was much more promising than cheating neighbors on the streets.
Who would have thought that Zhao Tiezhu was very determined and refused to give in. He just kept shaking his head and saying, "No, I can't let Boss Lu down."
Zhao Dali was so angry that smoke came out of his forehead, but he had no way to deal with Zhao Tiezhu. In the end, he could only yell angrily: "Then go buy a bottle of wine and some peanuts. I want to drink some wine. Is that okay?"
“This is fine.”
At that time, Zheng Zhiguang asked someone to help Zhao Tiezhu rent a house and buy a mobile phone. He also gave him two thousand yuan, saying it was his first month's salary, so now Zhao Tiezhu still has some spare money to deal with daily expenses.
After a while, Zhao Tiezhu bought two bottles of white wine and some cooked food, put them on the table, and started eating and drinking with Zhao Dali.
After drinking a few sips of wine, Zhao Dali started crying.
Zhao Tiezhu stared at the wine glass for a long time before he asked with disdain, "You're a grown man, what's there to cry about ?"
Zhao Dali sighed, poured himself another glass of wine, and then answered with a choked voice: "You don't understand. I once thought that I had established a firm foothold in Hong Kong, but in the end, after all my efforts, I still got nothing. Now I am penniless and in debt. If it were you, would you not be sad?"
Zhao Tiezhu was very calm: "Don't be sad. The money you earned was not earned in a legitimate way. It's reasonable for you to lose it. This is what they say: God is watching you."
"I'm so fucking..."
Zhao Dali was immediately infuriated by Zhao Tiezhu's words. Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Tiezhu's cell phone rang. He looked at the number and found that it was exactly the same as the phone number of Lu Yiming that Zheng Zhiguang gave him.
Obviously, the call was from Lu Yiming.
Zhao Tiezhu immediately made a gesture to keep quiet, then pressed the answer button, his tone even more respectful: "Boss Lu."
Lu Yiming's hearty laughter came from the phone: "Tiezhu, is your uncle feeling better?"
Zhao Tiezhu nodded quickly and said, "He's much better now. I just removed the bandage for him."
"Then please ask him to pick up the phone."
"OK."
Although Zhao Tiezhu didn't understand why Lu Yiming wanted to find Zhao Dali, he still gave the phone to Zhao Dali: "Boss Lu, looking for you."
"Looking for me?"
Zhao Dali was a little surprised. He stood up with his phone in his hands and said flatteringly, "Boss Lu, it's me, Zhao Dali."
Lu Yiming didn't beat around the bush and asked directly: "Do you want to make a lot of money?"
Zhao Dali said without hesitation: "I do, I think about it so much, I even think about it in my dreams!"
If he didn't like money, he wouldn't have come to Hong Kong to do street scams.
Lu Yiming naturally knew how to motivate someone like Zhao Dali who was obsessed with money to work, so he immediately said calmly: "I can show you a way. If you help Future Capital sell a fund product, I will give you a 5% commission based on the amount."
Although Zhao Dali is not a good person, as a qualified swindler, his ability to deceive people is unquestionable.
After all, even the gangsters were almost fooled by him.
After hearing what Lu Yiming said, Zhao Dali was not happy at all. Instead, he was speechless. The expression on his face was as if he had hemorrhoids: "Boss Lu, don't joke. Everyone knows that the Hong Kong stock market is in a mess. How can anyone dare to buy financial products?"
Lu Yiming responded calmly, "Opportunities only come to those who are prepared. It is precisely because the market conditions are bad that future capital will move against the trend. Moreover, this financial product is different. It guarantees principal and interest, with an annual yield of 10%. It will be paid upon maturity, and there is no deception."
Zhao Dali was shocked. He had bought many financial products, but those with guaranteed principal and interest payments were different. This meant that customers didn't have to worry about anything after buying the product. They didn't have to worry about losses and just had to wait to get the interest.
Ten percent interest!
How many times higher than the bank interest rate is it?
This sounds like a scam no matter how you look at it, and a not-so-clever one at that.
Zhao Dali felt that he was more credible than Boss Lu in that he used can buckles with winning logos on them to cheat people on the street!
He covered the microphone and whispered to his nephew Zhao Tiezhu: "This Boss Lu, is he my colleague?"
Zhao Tiezhu immediately stood up and scolded: "Stop talking nonsense here!"
But Zhao Tiezhu's opinion was not important. Zhao Dali felt like he was possessed by a famous detective and had already glimpsed the truth.
However, whether this Boss Lu is a liar or not, what does it have to do with me? As long as I can really get the rebate, who cares about the flood?
Zhao Dali confirmed again and again, and finally decided to help Lu Yiming promote this financial product called "Win in the Future", which guarantees principal and interest, with an annualized interest rate of 10%, and he can also get a 5% rebate from it.
As for whether Lu Yiming would pay back the money or run away in the end, Zhao Dali didn't care at all. He was out to cheat people anyway, so it didn't matter who he cheated.
All are equal in front of a liar.
