Love? The Reborn Me Just Wants to Obtain Rewards
Chapter 779 - 327: Top Old Cunning Sly_2

Chapter 779: Chapter 327: Top Old Cunning Sly_2

Chu Changkuo shrank his neck and replied, "That girl from our school, Gu Jiuyue, haven’t I mentioned her to you? Her dad is Gu Tongshu from the Gu Corporation!"

"Fuck me!" Chu Dazhao really lost it, jumping up and slapping him, "Why the hell didn’t you say the most important thing earlier?!"

Chu Changkuo shivered, his cigarette fell to the ground and wouldn’t light up anymore.

"I didn’t think you were going to have any crooked ideas, okay?"

"What crooked ideas?" Chu Dazhao huffed and kicked him again, "Bullying those nouveau riche who play as streamers online, is that a crooked idea? That’s called robbing the rich to help the poor, acting for heaven!"

"Then you just keep on bullying..." Chu Changkuo muttered resentfully, "It’s not necessarily the Gu Family putting up the money anyway..."

"You think I don’t want to?!"

Chu Dazhao glared with eyes wide, his expression terrifying—not angry, but twisted.

"Ah..." he sighed deeply, with not a single inch of him able to hold back, "It’s a pity, just a word from them could freeze our company’s business account solid."

Chu Changkuo really didn’t understand these things and asked blankly, "How can they freeze it?"

Chu Dazhao couldn’t help but laugh bitterly, "You don’t think that once the money’s in our company’s account, it’s all under my control, do you?"

Chu Changkuo was even more puzzled, "Our money, we can’t spend?"

"Small money’s fine, but big money has to go through a verification process."

Chu Dazhao clarified succinctly, "There are many people who can get in the way of this verification process, and once we take Gu Tongshu’s money, he will be one of them."

Chu Changkuo still didn’t understand, "But your relationship with the bank president is pretty good, right? Mr. Gu doesn’t mix in around here..."

Chu Dazhao sighed and was too lazy to explain such complex realities to his ignorant son.

In any case, Old Chu knew like a clear mirror in his heart that the money from those kids wasn’t easy to claim.

Sending financial oversight? Isn’t it more secure to cut it off at the source?

One squeeze and not a peep...

"Forget about all those wild thoughts, let’s talk properly!"

After a pause, he couldn’t help but ask again, "That classmate of yours, can he really influence Gu Tongshu?"

Chu Changkuo carefully recalled Su Huai and Gu Jiuyue’s interactions, and with a sour and bitter nod, he affirmed, "He sure can, Gu Jiuyue is almost bewitched by him, dammit, I’m so sick of those handsome bastards..."

Chu Dazhao clenched his fists for the nth time, growing increasingly infuriated at his foolish son.

"You’re such a failure! You’re classmates, yet how come you’re so worthless that you can’t even start a conversation with them?"

Kuokuo felt extremely aggrieved, but then, thinking of Chen Nuanhan, he couldn’t help but feel disheartened.

"Ah, stop bringing it up. After being picked up by him, the girls who don’t have much money at home don’t even want to talk to me anymore. It was hard enough getting into college, and on the first day, I come across this trashy handsome Ancestor Master, such shitty luck, I’ve really had enough of this damn dormitory!"

Chu Dazhao glared at him for a long while, feeling as much sorrow for his son as if a stream of tears were flowing...

Chu Changkuo’s morale was low, but serious matters still had to be attended to.

"Alright, help me set up a meeting with your classmate, let’s have a chat first."

"Okay, how about tonight?"

"Tonight it is, I’ll book a place, you go pick him up."

So, Chu Changkuo drove his dad’s Maybach back to school, and courteously picked up Su Huai.

Before setting off, Su Huai made a phone call to Zuo Zongcai, then left without bringing Gu, simply throwing on a down jacket and casually setting out to the feast.

The food was great, the talk even better, Chu Dazhao didn’t mess around at all, what he said was clear, laying out the situation in detail.

The only thing lacking was some deeper-level matters.

"Uncle Chu, I understand now."

Su Huai wiped his mouth and casually raised a "reminder."

"I can also get in touch with your client on my end and ask them to reimburse you as soon as possible. Cooperation should be fair, pressing down on each other isn’t right."

Chu Dazhao’s heart jumped, a mix of suspicion and shock.

Was this kid’s remark implying what I think it’s implying?

Since he wasn’t sure, he had to make sure.

He cautiously asked, "If that could happen, it’d be great. Su, our developer is Xuanxing, are you sure about this?"

Su Huai flicked his eyelid, giving him a smile—that kind of casual yet interested demeanor—his sharp edge both revealed and retracted in an instant.

"Hmm, a state-owned enterprise, huh? Financial Street Group’s wholly-owned subsidiary Jinzheng Investment’s special development company. How convenient, Mr. Wan from Jingkong Group owes me a favor. This doesn’t even need to go higher up and disturb anyone. Uncle Chu, I am really fated with Brother Kuo..."

The profound tone of his voice numbed Chu Dazhao.

Good news: Su Huai not only could manage to get funding but was also able to force Xuanxing to settle their accounts as agreed.

Bad news: Xuanxing might end up taking orders from him!

How serious was this?

Chu Changkuo pondered over it for half a month and still couldn’t figure it out, he didn’t understand even when it was explained to him.

But Chu Dazhao immediately realized, damn, this was a new boss!

Realizing that Su Huai had the ability to besiege him from multiple angles including funds, banks, and developers, Chu Dazhao suddenly lost interest in his money.

Unlike his naive son, he might not be a hero, but he was a battle-hardened man of humble origins.

He had seen and played all sorts of dirty and ruthless games.

Today, the comprehensive encirclement by Su Huai made him feel an unprecedented tension, a palpable trepidation growing in his heart, and a bad premonition circling in his mind.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Chu Dazhao laughed heartily, praising Su Huai to the skies while subtly shifting the focus.

"Mr. Su, a hero emerges from youth, I dare not call you Little Su anymore. Come on, let’s drink to our joyous cooperation and to making money together!"

The words sounded beautiful.

The deed, however, stopped there.

Su Huai keenly sensed the change in the other’s attitude, smiled softly, and slowly went along with the drinking.

You’re not in a rush, and I’m even less so.

This business deal could be done for the money or not; earning it would be a lot, but I don’t lack it.

If it was really made, it’d be for Little Gu, letting her take the last piece of meat in the final feast of the real estate market.

She was about to have a big sum of money at her own disposal, and there was nowhere else to invest it.

Making a quick small profit of a billion or two could at least prove she wasn’t just messing around with me.

Beyond the money, the real significance of doing this deal was that Su Huai could effortlessly make a move that would slow down the Chu Family’s normal development, causing Kuokuo’s family to lose some of their foundation in the upcoming collapse.

To take down a rich second-generation from the roots, one must pluck his feathers of pride so he can no longer strut.

A debt-ridden, featherless Kuokuo – that’s the perfect host for Xingyu.

In my previous life, their family seemed to have made it past the pandemic, but this time, it’s probably not going to happen.

Is there any good in being targeted by someone as petty as Su Huai?

Chen Nuanhan is almost tortured to death already; you, Mr. Chu, would only have it worse – that would be fair.

...

After a cheerful chat filled with loads of gossip, both host and guest were equally pleased – note the choice of words, the host felt the reception was suitable and the guest was quite happy.

Then Chu Dazhao concluded, "Mr. Su, shall we meet again?"

"Absolutely!"

Su Huai briskly and openly shook hands with good Uncle Chu.

"I sincerely wish you all the best. Money shouldn’t be borrowed if possible. I also advised Miss Gu that these short-term loans are troublesome and thankless. Well, let’s call it a day and disperse!"

"Alright, alright, alright. Son, go back with Mr. Su, learn well, look at how much you lag behind him!"

Chu Changkuo pursed his lips, half confused, half despondent.

So... what exactly was discussed today?

He’d been all ears the whole time, listening carefully to each sentence, but still ended up completely perplexed in the end...

Damn it!

You made me look like an idiot, didn’t you?!

But still, the two brothers walked back to the dorm arm in arm, beaming like two good mates who were in on the joke.

Then, ten seconds after parting ways, Chu Changkuo called his dad, and Su Huai made a second call to Zuo Zongcai.

Mr. Zuo, it’s time to put your activist role into play, help me pin down Kuokuo and his family!