Bloody Romance: I, the big troublemaker, Zhong Yuemin!

Seeing that he was a scoundrel, he didn't hold back and picked up a brick from the ground to hit him.

"Get lost, or don't blame me for being impolite," he said, his face contorted with rage and a menacing expression.

Liu Ning was scared; his wrist was still sore from being gripped, and he was all bark and no bite.

"Get out of my way, mind your own business. I'm asking my little sister for money, what's it to you? Otherwise, I'm not going to be polite..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhong Yuemin flicked his wrist, and the half-brick flew out of his hand. It didn't hit anyone, but with a "thud," it landed precisely on the ground less than an inch in front of the man's toes, and the fragments hit his trouser leg.

"roll!"

Liu Ning trembled with fright, his face turning deathly pale. He pointed at Zhong Yuemin and stammered, "You...you..." for a long time before finally giving up and turning away in a sorry state, scrambling and crawling away.

Zhong Yuemin dusted off his hands, watched the hurried figure recede into the distance, and muttered to himself.

"Looks like we'll need to keep two tough dogs at the gate next time." Otherwise, any cat or dog can just come in.

Liu Jing looked apologetic.

"Mr. Zhong, I'm so sorry to have caused you trouble..."

"Alright, it's no big deal."

Zhong Yuemin waved his hand and then asked,

"What happened to your own brother? How did you get into this state?"

"He's a complete gambler."

Liu Jing took a deep breath, her voice filled with exhaustion and determination.

"He ruined his family, his wife divorced him, and when he lost all his money, he came to me for more. I don't know how much I've put into his life; it's a bottomless pit."

Now I've figured it out, I can't help anymore. I've completely severed ties with him and that family.

"What about your parents? Don't they do anything about him?"

"Ah,"

Liu Jing smiled bitterly, with a hint of sarcasm.

"My brother was spoiled rotten by my parents since he was little, and it's their own fault. Now look what happened, he even secretly took the house we live in and used it as a gambling stake, and lost it all."

The creditors come to our door every day, throwing paint, feces, and smashing windows. My parents don't blame them at all; instead, they complain that I didn't help my brother. They even want to sell me to a man in his fifties just because he promised a large dowry so they can use it to pay off my brother's gambling debts.

Zhong Yuemin was speechless and couldn't help but say,

"Are you even your parents' biological daughter? How can you treat your own daughter like this?"

Liu Jing raised her head, her tone unexpectedly calm, tired, and even somewhat relieved.

"No, that's not true. My biological mother died early, and my father later married his current wife. My brother was born to my stepmother, and my father listens to that woman in everything."

From as far back as I can remember, I was the family's unpaid maid, doing all the dirty and tiring work—laundry, cooking, mopping, washing dishes…

Even so, I was frequently beaten and scolded. My childhood was devoid of parental love, play, toys, and new clothes… It was a nightmare I could never wake up from.

"At that time, I realized that no one could save me except myself. The only way was to study hard, earn money in the future, and have the ability to completely escape that so-called 'home'."

Zhong Yuemin was somewhat surprised, never expecting that this usually capable and composed Manager Liu had such a painful past.

He patted her shoulder gently, offering words of comfort.

"It's all in the past, look forward. Why didn't you say so sooner? That bastard, I should have taught him a lesson a few more times."

Okay, you should arrange a few security personnel here. Otherwise, anyone can come in, and it's not safe.

"Next time your house... no, if those beasts come again, come straight to me, and see how I deal with them."

Liu Jing's eyes were slightly red, and she nodded vigorously:

"Thank you, Mr. Zhong!"

The three went upstairs to the office. Liu Jing quickly composed herself and resumed her usual decisive and efficient businesswoman demeanor.

"Mr. Zhong, Ms. Larissa from Hong Kong Island called and said that she has reached an agreement with HSBC to provide an additional loan of US$200 million."

"Only two hundred million?"

Zhong Yuemin sat behind his large desk, his fingers lightly tapping the surface.

"I mortgaged the 'Yuelong' apparel brand and 'Jianlibao' beverage brand and distribution channels, and it's only worth 200 million? Was a contract even signed?"

"Not yet, we're waiting for your final decision."

“Tell Larissa that it’s at least 500 million. If HSBC doesn’t agree, go talk to Goldman Sachs, Standard Chartered, or Citibank. I don’t believe that someone would be fighting over such a hot commodity in my hands.”

Liu Jing nodded and noted it down, then hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Mr. Zhong, the total amount we've invested in the Japanese market has reached nearly three billion US dollars. Isn't this a bit too much? What if there are market fluctuations..."

"Nothing unexpected."

Zhong Yuemin interrupted her, his tone resolute and brimming with absolute confidence.

"Just do as I say."

He didn't explain much, but he knew perfectly well that this was a business of picking up money by bending down, and such opportunities were rare. The old days had ruined us so badly, so it was only right to collect some interest now. This was my way of indirectly "resisting Japan."

This is also the most crucial step in catching up with, or even surpassing, the four major families of HKU as soon as possible.

Seeing that her boss was so determined, Liu Jing stopped trying to persuade him. She had been working for him for quite some time and knew his temperament, but she was even more suspicious. How could he be so sure that he could make a fortune? This was almost a gamble with all his cash on hand, a risky bet that risked everything.

As Gao Yue listened to the two discussing astronomical figures of hundreds of millions or billions of US dollars in a calm tone, she felt a sense of disorientation, as if she were listening to a fairy tale.

If she hadn't personally witnessed the scale of those factories and the industries those companies represented, she would have seriously doubted whether Mr. Zhong was exaggerating.

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Liu Jing closed the notebook, as if she had suddenly remembered something.

“Mr. Zhong, an old acquaintance of yours came to the office yesterday.” Liu Jing’s tone was calm, but her eyes held a hint of inquiry.

"Who?"

"Luo Yun".

Zhong Yuemin's brow twitched almost imperceptibly:

"What's this woman doing here? Has my identity been exposed?"

"That's not true."

Liu Jing shook her head.

"Ms. Luo currently works at Zhengrong Group as the Trade Department Manager. Zhengrong Group and our company have always had business dealings, mainly acting as agents for the import of garment raw materials and the export of some finished products."

She came on behalf of Zhengrong Group to further discuss in-depth cooperation with us in the field of ocean shipping.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Yuemin's lips curled into a cold, enigmatic smile.

"Ha, Li Yuanchao's appetite is getting bigger and bigger."

Leaning back against the chair, I lightly tapped my fingers on the armrests.

"Over the years, like rats moving house, they have gradually smuggled out a lot of state-owned assets, appropriating them for themselves, and then finding ways to transfer them to the United States. In total, it must have amounted to at least two or three hundred million, right?"