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

"Boss Wang, I heard you have 50,000 taels of silver notes from Jinmanlou?" Tian Duoduo asked with a fawning smile from inside the Wang residence.

"What does Mr. Tian mean by this? Is he perhaps blaming me for not cooperating with Jinmanlou?" Mr. Wang, who was quite portly, took a sip of his tea, clearly indicating that he wanted to see the guest out.

He knew that Bafang Money Shop and Jinmanlou were competitors, and it was his freedom to choose whichever he chose; Jinmanlou had no right to interfere.

"No, no, no, Mr. Wang, you've misunderstood. I've come to give you money." Tian Duoduo shamelessly pulled out a silver note worth five thousand taels from his pocket.

If he doesn't pay up soon, he might really be kicked out by Boss Wang.

He not only used unfair competitive methods, but also secretly investigated the banknotes in Boss Wang's possession, so he's probably not a good person.

"What is this?" Upon seeing the silver notes, Boss Wang's eyes lit up. Even though he was a wealthy merchant, he couldn't resist the temptation of five thousand taels of silver notes.

In fact, it's likely that within the entire Yue Kingdom, no one could easily resist the temptation of so much money.

Mr. Wang didn't dare to put the money away immediately. What if the other party made unreasonable demands? Wouldn't that be like jumping into a fire pit?

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang, this is very simple. You just need to withdraw all the 50,000 taels of silver you have deposited with Bafang Bank, and this 5,000 taels will be yours." Tian Duoduo smiled coldly and, to show his sincerity, directly gave the other party 2,000 taels as a deposit.

"What's so difficult about that? I'll go to Bafang Money Exchange right now." Boss Wang could hardly believe it was true.

There are other money shops besides Bafang Money Shop, such as the more powerful Jinmanlou. He can put his money in Jinmanlou and he won't miss the opportunity to make five thousand taels of silver for free.

Seeing that Boss Wang had already set off, Tian Duoduo did not linger and immediately went to the wealthy Zhao family, saying the same thing.

Boss Zhao and Boss Wang behaved exactly alike, excitedly taking the silver notes to Bafang Money Exchange to collect their money.

"Don't worry, boss. I doubt that Bafang Money House can come up with 100,000 taels of silver," Tian Duoduo said, as if seeking credit.

Diao Mao nodded in satisfaction, and even drove the carriage to the entrance of Bafang Money Exchange, wanting to watch them close down and go out of business.

Tian Duoduo's progress made him feel a little gratified. To be honest, ever since Lin Ping appeared, Tian Duoduo's IQ has been offline, and there is even suspicion that he has been bribed by the other party.

He was considering whether to expel Tian Duoduo from Jinmanlou, but after this incident, his doubts were completely dispelled. Presumably, Tian Duoduo was just momentarily blinded by Lin Ping's influence; now that he's calmed down, he's a capable assistant again.

Mr. Wang arrived at Bafang Money Exchange first, followed by several wooden carts.

Ma Dayun greeted this long-time customer with a beaming smile, excitedly saying, "Boss Wang is here to deposit money again; business must be booming lately."

The fact that Mr. Wang's eyeliner turned black can be interpreted as Ma Dayun mocking him.

Although he owns many businesses with substantial profits, two of his restaurants have recently lost market share to Mingyue Restaurant and are now operating at a loss every day, so there's no way he's doing brisk business.

"To be honest, my restaurant has been losing a lot of money lately, and it's even hard to make ends meet. I want to protect myself and withdraw from the business. The only way I can feel at ease is to put the 50,000 taels of silver in the warehouse," Mr. Wang said, shaking his head and crying.

This was absolutely brilliant, flawless, and even Ma Dayun believed most of it.

His restaurant was indeed losing money, and withdrawing all investments at this critical juncture was a wise choice.

Previously, the silver was exchanged for banknotes because they were lighter and more convenient for doing business. If all the investment were to be withdrawn, it would be safer to keep the silver in hand.

"When two armies meet on a narrow path, the brave will prevail. This might just be an opportunity," Ma Dayun advised, though he really didn't have much cash on hand.

This amount of 50,000 taels is almost enough to empty the warehouse.

Mr. Wang continued to shake his head, saying, "I'm old, I've lost my drive. I just want to enjoy my retirement with my money."

Look at his calm and collected expression; he speaks with such sincerity.

Ma Dayun was a smart man. Even if he knew what the other party was thinking, he couldn't persist, lest he be humiliated instead.

"Go to the warehouse and get the money for Boss Wang," Ma Dayun instructed.

The men looked at each other, and in the end, they had no choice but to obediently go to the warehouse to get the money.

The 50,000 taels of silver were quickly loaded onto the cart, and Boss Wang happily took the money and left.

This trip netted me five thousand taels of silver; at most, I offended one of the money houses.

If offending one person could earn him five thousand taels of silver, he would dare to offend everyone in the world.

"Sigh..." Ma Dayun shook his head helplessly and walked back listlessly.

"Mr. Ma, please wait." Mr. Zhao ran up, panting, as if afraid the duck wasn't cooked enough and might fly away.

"You're here to deposit money?" Ma Dayun was overjoyed.

"To withdraw money..." Mr. Zhao answered without hesitation.

His explanation was exactly the same as Boss Wang's, except that he changed the restaurant to a weaving workshop.

"Could you please allow Bafang Money Shop some time?" Ma Dayun pleaded.

He wasn't even sure if there were still 50,000 taels of silver left in the warehouse; even if there were, he estimated they would be completely bought up.

“No way…” Boss Zhao said decisively, “My son has opened a shop in our hometown, waiting for me to return and enjoy my retirement. I’m even going to sell the house in Yingtian Prefecture.”

I don't believe you for a second... Your kid is only ten years old, are you sure he already owns a shop?

"Is Bafang Money Shop out of money?" Boss Zhao deliberately raised his voice.

Money shops deal in buying and selling silver. If the treasury runs out of silver, it's like a restaurant running out of ingredients; there's really no point in continuing to operate.

Moreover, those who held the banknotes of Bafang Qianzhuang would feel anxious and would fight tooth and nail to get their money.

"Mr. Zhao is joking. How could Bafang Money Shop be short of money?" Ma Dayun smiled awkwardly, cold sweat dripping down his face. In the end, he could only send someone to the warehouse to get the money.

"Boss, there's only a thousand taels of silver left in the warehouse." Manager Jin said meaningfully, "You shouldn't have listened to Lin Ping. Although we have dozens of shops, we can't immediately convert them into cash, so it won't solve our immediate problem."

Even though he knew Lin Ping was very capable, he still wanted to slander him.

He feared that Lin Pingwan could really elevate Bafang Money Shop to another level, at which point he would be forced out of business.

Ma Dayun just kept shaking his head, unable to think of any solution.

"Could it be that I really trusted the wrong person?" A doubt arose in his heart.

During this period, Lin Ping's major industries were indeed thriving, but he expanded too quickly, making it easy for his capital chain to break down, and ultimately he suffered the consequences.

Bafang Money Shop and Lin Ping are in cahoots; Ma Dayun has to bear the risks of Lin Ping's business ventures.

It might be a bit hasty for someone nearing fifty to entrust his hopes to a young man in his twenties.

With things having come to this point, there was no room for maneuver, and he could only resign himself to fate.