Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

"What do you want to do?" Wang Ba was so frightened by Lin Ping's entry that he hid in a corner, his voice trembling.

He had long known that Lin Ping was ruthless and thought he could rely on the two gatekeepers of Bafang Money Shop to stop him, but now it seems that Wang Ba was too naive.

"I want to!" Lin Ping suddenly blurted out a dirty joke. That's right, I want to sleep with you!

Lin Ping had no interest in men; this place was purely for beating him to a pulp. Besides, Lin Ping also had to fulfill his earlier promise: to make Wang Ba kneel down and apologize to Wan'er.

"Don't come any closer. This is Bafang Money Exchange. We won't tolerate you running wild here," Wang Ba said tremblingly, feeling quite unsure of himself.

To be honest, he couldn't see through Lin Ping at all, and didn't know how bold or capable he really was. It was one thing for him to be beaten up earlier because of Qi Tianzhang's influence, but if he were to force a fight at the Bafang Money Shop, he would probably be in deep trouble.

The Eight Directions Bank is not something a small fry like Wang Ba can compare to. Its branches are located throughout the entire Celestial Empire, and it is only a small part within the Wu Kingdom. Even the Wu Kingdom's court does not dare to make things difficult for it.

If Lin Ping didn't want to die, he wouldn't have made such a big fuss at Bafang Money House, as it would affect Bafang Money House's business.

If a customer is beaten up at your Bafang Money Shop, what would happen if word got out? Presumably, those hesitant big spenders would choose Jinmanlou, and even some regular customers would have to reconsider what to do if they were beaten up one day.

"Young Master Wang Ba, why are you so nervous? Did I say I was going to beat you up?" Lin Ping smiled innocently, as gentle as a spring breeze.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ba finally breathed a sigh of relief, staggered to his feet, and became somewhat arrogant.

"I'm asking you to kneel down and apologize to Wan'er!" Lin Ping said breathlessly, but the smile on his face still hadn't faded.

thump……

Wang Ba almost knelt down. "Lin Wuqing, can you please stop breathing so heavily when you speak? It could cause a death."

After a moment, Wang Ba calmed down again and boldly guessed that Lin Ping did not have the ability, otherwise he would have already taken action. So he ignored him and focused his attention on the shopkeeper.

"Young Master Wang, do you want to deposit money or borrow money?" the shop owner with a round face asked with a fawning smile, clearly somewhat acquainted with Wang Ba.

From this perspective, Wang Ba was somewhat prescient. He had been supporting Bafang Money Shop even before it had taken off. Now that Bafang Money Shop had suddenly prospered, it naturally wouldn't forget Wang Ba's kindness.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ba blushed instantly and whispered in the shopkeeper's ear, "Of course, it's to borrow money!"

Zhou Xiyin was Wang Ba's goddess, and he wanted to leave a good impression on her, so he deliberately acted cool and said he was there to deposit money. Now, he was asked so directly by the shopkeeper, which made him quite embarrassed.

The shopkeeper, clearly oblivious to Wang Ba's affection for Zhou Xiyin, raised his voice and asked loudly, "How much silver does Young Master Wang wish to borrow this time?"

Wang Ba shuddered, mentally cursing the shopkeeper's ancestors for eighteen generations. This guy was going to ruin my girl-chasing plans!

"Oh? So Young Master Wang Ba is here to borrow money too. Then we'll have to follow the order of arrival." Lin Ping said sarcastically, his tone full of belittling, while pulling the other man behind him.

Zhou Xiyin was the one who arrived at Bafang Money Shop first, but Wang Ba cut in line. Lin Ping was determined to cut in line, regardless of whether she was a regular customer or not.

"I'm a regular customer here. I'll lend you 50,000 taels of silver at once. If your Zhou family doesn't have that ability, then you'd better stay obediently in the back!" Wang Ba forced his way in front of Lin Ping, treating it as a great honor.

Has the world changed? Some people are actually showing off their poverty in public!

"Fifty thousand taels of silver?" Everyone was stunned and stared at Wang Ba with questioning eyes.

Even if you're vying for this big client's spot, you don't need to borrow so desperately. You have to pay it back, and if you can't pay it back, you'll end up in jail.

"Has this guy been brainwashed by those loan ads? Does he really think he doesn't have to pay them back?" Lin Ping's gaze turned to disdain as he suddenly recalled some loan ads. Those mindless advertising slogans were truly outrageous: "I have a credit line of 300,000 yuan, enough to buy a car!"

Yes, you can buy it, but what happens after that? You'll be eating dirt! Sorry, but the price of dirt has gone up because of people like you eating it all.

Online lending is fun for a while... and it's fun to keep borrowing from online lenders.

"Does Young Master Wang really want to borrow this much money?" The shopkeeper didn't dare to agree immediately. This was no small sum, and even the Eight Directions Money Shop would have to be cautious.

“That’s right!” Wang Ba said confidently, certain that the shopkeeper would agree.

Throughout the process, Lin Ping observed Wang Ba's expression. It wasn't that he was just rambling to show off; rather, he seemed confident and prepared.

"Alright! I'll trust Young Master Wang this time!" The shopkeeper slapped his thigh and said readily, already ordering someone to fetch the silver notes.

"No wonder Bafang Bank has been losing money all these years..." Lin Ping pondered to himself, and roughly guessed the reason for Bafang Bank's losses. It must be because there were too many bad debts that it couldn't collect.

"Get out of the way!" Lin Ping pushed Wang Ba behind him again. If he didn't want to see Wang Ba's performance, he probably would have cut in line long ago.

"And this young master is..." The shopkeeper glanced up at Lin Ping, but kept his head down with an extremely disdainful expression.

He ran a money exchange and had met countless people. He knew almost all the wealthy merchants, big and small, in Yingtian Prefecture, but he had never met Lin Ping.

"I am Lin Wuqing, a servant of the Zhou family!" Lin Ping said, his head held high and his chest puffed out. His blindly confident expression was simply outrageous.

Zhou Xiyin chuckled and said softly, "This fellow is really shameless, making such a noble claim about his status as a servant. Besides, my Zhou family doesn't have a servant as shameless as you."

Even though she thought this in her heart, she couldn't say it out loud, because she knew that Lin Ping was trying to save face for her.

If a young lady of high birth goes out without even a servant by her side, she will inevitably be looked down upon.

"The Zhou family?" The shopkeeper sneered, his expression quite disdainful, and said sarcastically, "I wonder how much money Miss Zhou wants to borrow?"

The meaning is quite clear: your Zhou family has declined and is probably unable to repay the debt. It is only because I, Wu De, am so magnanimous that you are allowed to enter the family. One thousand taels of silver is the maximum amount.

"Ten thousand taels..." Zhou Xiyin said timidly, her expression quite lacking in confidence.

"Ten thousand taels? Miss Zhou, are you kidding me? Does your Zhou family even deserve to lend ten thousand taels of silver?" the shopkeeper sneered, already signaling to the servants behind him to escort them out.

"Oh? So you don't want to lend it?" Lin Ping said with a forced smile, his eyes filled with murderous intent and coldness.

"How dare a mere servant yell at me? Men, throw them out!" The shopkeeper stood up angrily, looking at a row of documents on his desk.

As soon as he finished speaking, four burly servants rushed out from the backyard, all of them walking menacingly toward Lin Ping.