industrial lord

Chapter 568 Borrow Some Money
"I'll pay for the drinks tonight!"

Frederick threw a handful of gold coins onto the bar, and the cheers of the drinkers could be heard even on the street outside the bar.

The waitress kissed Frederick on the face several times before getting up from his lap and serving drinks to the customers.

Fine wine and snacks were constantly brought out, and the entire tavern became a sea of ​​joy, as everyone toasted to Frederick's health and wealth.

Frederick unexpectedly met someone he knew while wandering around. The bald businessman whose tongue was bitten by "divine punishment" in the convoy was a local.

The two chatted for a while, and the bald merchant learned that Frederick was looking for a tavern, so he took him to the one he often visited.

The customers of this pub are basically local small businessmen, some of whom own shops and some of whom travel around the country. They usually drink and chat together, and also share what they have.

Frederick wanted to understand the economic situation of the locals, but when he ran into such a group of people, he was like falling asleep and finding a pillow.

After a few rounds of drinks, Frederick got a general idea of ​​their turnover, taxes, profits and daily investments through casual conversation.

Everyone had to go to work the next day, so it was impossible for them to drink all night. So they dispersed around midnight and went home.

As the cool night breeze blew, Frederick suddenly realized that he seemed to be lost.

But it’s not a big problem. Just wait for the night watchman to come and ask him how to get to the arena.

Frederick strolled around and didn't meet any night watchmen, but he did encounter several groups of thieves and highway robbers.

There have been a lot of new people coming to town recently, and more and more criminals are trying their luck.

Frederick knocked down a few people and turned an intersection in the direction of the arena as he remembered. Immediately, five more people surrounded him with daggers and short swords.

He curled his lips and thought to himself that he might as well dress up as Batman or something and go out in the middle of the night to enforce justice.

Under the dim street lights, the leader of the robbers put a dagger in front of Frederick and said in Sardinian with a strange accent: "We are the Black Claw Gang. I advise you not to be ungrateful. Take off your clothes and hand over the money. I will allow you to keep a pair of shorts!"

Several people nearby echoed this and showed their hands that were painted black with charcoal.

Frederick sighed. The Black Claw Gang was too famous. This was the second group of fakes he had encountered tonight.

Mafia gave him the identity of the "second brother" of the Black Claw Gang, only below Mafia's "mother" and Katie's "big sister". Now someone is impersonating him, and he has to be punished according to the family rules.

Before he could enforce the family rules, a man standing at the door of the tavern not far away rushed over and knocked down all the gangsters with one punch each.

Frederick recognized this enthusiastic citizen as Shi Tou, the sparring partner he saw at the training ground today.

He just saw Shi Tou standing at the door of the bar, but he didn't see clearly and thought he was a member of the gang sentinel by the criminals.

Before Frederick could thank him, the bell on the door of the bar rang and someone pushed the door open.

Shitou immediately turned his head, gave up on finishing off the enemy, and ran towards the person coming out of the tavern.

The person who came out of the pub was the head coach of the training ground. He looked drunk and was hugging a girl.

Shitou said to him, "Sir, can you lend me ten ores?"

The head coach looked at him in surprise, then turned to ask the girl next to him, "Am I drunk? I seemed to hear someone asking me to borrow ten ores?"

The girl said, "I heard it was also ten ores."

Shitou looked anxious and nervous, rubbing his hands constantly, waiting for the head coach's answer. The head coach snorted coldly, and the stench of alcohol made Shitou choke, but he could only endure it.

"Ten gold coins?" The head coach looked incredulous. "Why should I lend it to you? Wouldn't it be better if I could use these coins to go find an actor to drink with?"

Shitou stammered, "I...I want to participate in the competition. When I win, I will pay you back twenty ores."

An expression of surprise appeared on the head coach's face, and then turned into disdain.

He mentioned several names in a row, and then continued: "If they come to me, let alone ten ores, even if it's twenty ores, I will swallow my pride and help get sponsorship everywhere."

"But, you, can't!"

Frederick listened carefully in the shadows nearby. He had heard and seen the names the head coach had mentioned during the day. They were all good-looking young men in their early twenties.

Shitou said unconvincedly: "I am better than them. I have seen the strength of many contestants. They can only reach the top 32 at most."

The head coach said seriously: "Yes, they are not strong, but they are enterprising."

"They will lose this game, but they can use it as motivation to move forward."

He snorted coldly and continued, "Look at yourself. I have seen your performance over the past decade. You have no ambition and just muddle through every day. I arranged an exhibition match for you before, but you just perfunctorily handled it."

"How can you make me believe that you can do well in this competition?"

What the head coach said was true and Shi Tou couldn't refute it.

Shitou added: "I met a good girl and I want to give her a good life, so I want to get the prize money in the competition."

The head coach said disdainfully: "You'd better leave the good girl. Others can buy their own houses in the city after working for a few years, but you have been working for more than ten years and still live in the dormitory of the arena. Don't hurt the girl."

He was not interested in talking further. He had to go back and discuss life with the girl. He couldn't possibly waste his time here.

Shitou grabbed the sleeve of the head coach who was about to leave and said anxiously, "I have paid you tribute on time for more than ten years, more than ten ores. Please lend me some money for this. Five ores will do."

The unspoken rule was exposed, and the head coach was furious. He threw the stone away and shouted angrily: "Get out!"

The street soon became quiet again. Stone stood there for a long time, and finally had to leave with his head down.

Frederick followed silently behind. Since he lived in the hippodrome, he would not get lost if he followed.

Sure enough, Shi Tou walked straight to a block of low-rise houses next to the arena, and following the road he arrived at the back door of the house where Frederick lived.

When Shi Tou was about to open the door and enter the house, he heard a shout from behind.

"Stone!" Frederick threw a purse over. "Thank you for saving me just now."

Shitou caught the flying purse and looked at Frederick in surprise. Then he remembered that he had just discovered a robbery and rushed over to beat up the gangsters, but then he didn't care about it anymore because he was in a hurry to borrow money.

Frederick threw the purse over and turned away. Although it was effortless for him to deal with those criminals, they also took the initiative to help him, so it would be wrong not to thank them.

It’s just that I just spent a lot of money on drinking, and I only have 8 ores in my wallet.

(End of this chapter)