There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while.

Then he smacked his lips and said, "Oh, Xiaoxuan, it stands to reason that I am your uncle, and our two families are so close, no matter how much money you borrow, my uncle will have to pay."

"However, the hotel has indeed had some problems recently, and the funds are really difficult to circulate."

"So, this..."

Lin Xuan couldn't help but sneer in his heart when he heard this.

This old fox is really an old sow wearing a bra, one set after another!

"Uncle Jiang."

Lin Xuan: "How about this? I'll mortgage the Purple Gold Summit to you. What do you think?"

"What?!"

Jiang Biehe suddenly exclaimed: "You want to mortgage the Purple Gold Summit to me?"

Lin Xuan: "Yes, do you think you can lend me one billion?"

Jiang Biehe's tone suddenly dropped, and he was very embarrassed: "Oh, although your Purple Summit Hotel is a five-star hotel, the hotel industry has been in a slump recently and you can't make much money. You also know this."

"But what's the relationship between our two families? If my uncle suffers a little loss, he can give you a mortgage of up to 600 million."

Lin Xuan sneered in his heart, this old fox is really dark-hearted.

But Lin Xuan was short of money, so this was the fastest way to get money.

Moreover, a five-star hotel with a valuation of 800 million was sold for 600 million. Did Lin Xuan lose money?

It seems like a bit of a loss now, but if you don’t sell it, what will happen ten days later?

That is a piece of junk.

Lin Xuan: "Okay! But the money will arrive tomorrow, and I'm in a hurry to use it."

Jiang Biehe was afraid that Lin Xuan would regret it, so he hurriedly agreed: "Okay, okay, I will go to you to sign a contract early tomorrow morning!"

After discussing the business, Jiang Biehe pretended to be concerned and said:

"Lin Xuan, what's happened to you recently? Why are you so short of money?"

Lin Xuan opened his mouth and said: "Oh, I recently lost some money playing online gambling, and now I want to collect some money to make up for it."

"Really, I will definitely win the next one!"

"Stop talking, I'm going to win money!"

Snap.

The phone hangs up.

At the same time, in a luxurious villa.

Jiang Biehe, who was wearing a Tang suit and meticulously combed hair, was sitting on a luxurious red sandalwood sofa, smoking a cigar, his face flushed because he couldn't contain the excitement in his heart.

"Lin Xuan, this prodigal son!"

"I won a hotel worth more than 800 million for 600 million!"

"Hahahaha, what a stupid boy!"

"He's just as stupid as his father!"

Opposite, Jiang Feng, who was wearing brocade pajamas and blue eyes, was hugging two scantily clad beauties and playing with them roughly, with a sneer on his face:

"To be addicted to online gambling is really rubbish."

"That's fine. We don't have to worry about getting rid of him. He's already a puddle of mud."

"Let's go find him to sign a contract tomorrow and see how miserable he is now."

"Nima, it feels so good to think about it, I can't wait!"

...

At this moment, Lin Xuan was already standing at the gate of the villa, welcoming the first fleet of delivery trucks.

At a glance, more than fifty heavy trucks loaded with goods were lined up on the winding mountain road, waiting for Lin Xuan to receive the goods.

"Master Lin!"

A fat-bellied boss in a suit and leather shoes said cheerfully:

"The 10,000 boxes of instant noodles you ordered have been delivered. Where can I put them?"

Lin Xuan pointed to the small warehouse next to the villa:

"Let's put it in the warehouse first, and they will come one by one!"

The boss looked at the small warehouse and felt worried: "Such a small warehouse can't hold 10,000 boxes of instant noodles!"

Lin Xuan laughed in his heart: "You can let me go if I ask you to. How about we make a bet?"

"If the warehouse can hold 10,000 boxes of instant noodles, will you give me another 10,000 boxes of instant noodles for free?"

The boss smiled bitterly: "Well, that's not necessary."

That’s 10,000 boxes of high-grade instant noodles!

If Lin Xuan did anything wrong, he would be ruined.

"Just listen to Mr. Lin."

"discharge!"

With an order, the truck convoy filed into the villa yard and began to unload the goods into the warehouse.

The goods haven't been unloaded here yet, and the next wave of convoys has arrived.

Lin Xuan picked up the phone: "Hello?"

"Master Lin, the one hundred tons of beef you ordered has arrived. Where do you want to put it?"

"You go in through the back door and unload it on the back mountain!"

"Okay."

...

"Master Lin, the hundred boxes of medicines you ordered have arrived!"

"Master Lin, the one hundred tons of vegetables you ordered have arrived!"

"..."

"Don't worry, wait in line for me!"

Lin Xuan took advantage of the time difference to arrange the loading and unloading of materials in an orderly manner.

After unloading 10,000 boxes of instant noodles into the warehouse, Lin Xuan loaded the instant noodles into the space hall after all the workers left the villa.

Moreover, it cannot be loaded all at once, and some supplies must be left behind to hide it from others.

Then, arrange for the next wave of supplies to enter the front yard of the villa.

At this time, Lin Xuan will go to the backyard of the villa and use the same method to store the next wave of supplies.

The backyard is full of trees, and it is impossible to see the full amount of supplies when they are unloaded in the woods.

No matter how much is unloaded or how much is missing, it is all a confusing account.

In this way, Lin Xuan was left with room to operate and selectively collect supplies.

More than a year of apocalyptic life has taught Lin Xuan a truth: the more time is pressed, the more cautious and steady you must be!

If someone discovers the secret of the storage space, Lin Xuan will probably be taken to a certain research institute and disemboweled.

After a whole night of busy work, only less than half of the ordered supplies were collected.

But Lin Xuan was so sleepy that he could only make a phone call to postpone the delivery of supplies while he went to the bedroom and fell asleep.

Ding Ling Ling~~Ding Ling Ling~~

The harsh ringing of the phone woke Lin Xuan up, and he answered the phone impatiently:

"Who is it? Didn't I ask you to deliver it in the afternoon?"

"Ah? Why don't you send it in the afternoon?"

Jiang Biehe's confused voice came from the phone: "Xiao Xuan, didn't you agree to sign the contract this morning?"

"You can't go back on your word!"

After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly stood up from the bed.

He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.

Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.

Where is this?

Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously looked around and became even more confused.
To be continued...