The game feeds back the real world, and everyone is crazy about it!

Chapter 87

noon.

Just after lunch, Zhao Yu drove a Ferrari to the gate of a company in Jiangcheng.

This company is called Kangda Medicine, it is a pharmaceutical company, and it is his creditor!

Mr. Li, Li Mingyang, owed the other party 3000 million with principal and interest.

have money.

Of course, the debt will be paid off, and he is not someone who owes money and refuses to pay it back.

After parking the sports car and walking into Kangda Medicine, he registered the visit information at the front desk.

When he came, he also called President Li.

So, without wasting too much time, a sweet-looking female staff led him to meet Li Mingyang.

"Wow!"

"Who is this handsome young man with rich money? He actually drives a sports car. Could it be our business partner of Mr. Li?"

"I always feel that this handsome guy looks familiar. Has he ever been to our company?"

Several female staff at the front desk chattered and seemed very interested in Zhao Yu and the others.

It would be great if they could curry favor with such a young and rich man.

Unfortunately.

It is very difficult to do this.

However, with the continuous discussion, the female staff members gradually showed a sudden realization on their cheeks.

They always felt that Zhao Yu was familiar.

After racking their brains to recall, they finally remembered.

That man——is Zhao Yu!Jiangcheng is famous for being a prodigal son!
"It is said that Zhao Yu borrowed a lot of money from Mr. Li, so he won't want to borrow money again?"

"Bah! I thought you were young and rich, but it turns out you are a plague god!"

"It's really unlucky for the God of Plague to come to your door!"

The women were cursing and cursing, but they still wanted to curry favor with Zhao Yu in their eyes.

Now they wish they could be as far away from Zhao Yu as possible.

However, Zhao Yu had already taken the elevator under the leadership of the female staff, then walked into a long corridor, and finally entered the president's office to meet Mr. Li Mingyang.

Li Mingyang is a man in his 40s with a mature appearance, fair cheeks and well-maintained skin.

Zhao Yu's arrival, he also put on a very warm attitude to welcome.

"Nephew, sit down, sit down quickly."

Li Mingyang greeted him with a smile.

His attitude towards Zhao Yu was very polite, the reason was that his money was finally settled, and Zhao Yu was finally willing to pay back the money.

Zhao Yu sat directly on the comfortable sofa.

"Mr. Li, I'm going to get busy first."

The female staff is smiling.

Li Mingyang waved his hand, signaling the other party to hurry up.

a time.

In the entire office, only Li Mingyang and Zhao Yu were left.

"Nephew, this is the tea I just bought, the authentic Taiping Monkey Queen."

"100 grams of this Taiping Houkui requires 10,000+!"

Li Mingyang pointed to some tea leaves on the tea table.

The tea leaves are dark green in color, flat and straight, just looking at this face, this tea seems to be very extraordinary.

"President Li, you are being polite."

Zhao Yu said with a smile.

"Nephew, don't call me Mr. Li, but call me Uncle Li. Your father and I have cooperated many times in business."

Li Mingyang looked back, and he also admired Zhao Yu's father, Mr. Zhao of the Zhao Group.

The wrist is very powerful, and the eyes are also very sharp.

Definitely an all-powerful fierce man in the mall.

However, he died of illness.

It made him even more emotional, it has always been a tiger father but no dog son.

As a result, Zhao Yu's business acumen was incomparable to Mr. Zhao's.

If not, how could Zhao Yu lose his family fortune.

soon.

Li Mingyang brewed Taiping Houkui.

Zhao Yu took a few sips and praised, "Uncle Li, this Taiping Monkey King has a refreshing orchid fragrance and a mellow taste. It's really good."

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Li Mingyang laughed out loud, and casually chatted with Zhao Yu about what was happening right now.

for example.

"Doomsday Cataclysm".

"Nephew, I will never let you call Uncle Li for nothing."

"Right now, let me tell you about the "Doomsday Cataclysm."

"Its magic is beyond doubt, so, nephew, you must hurry up and organize your people to enter the "Doomsday Cataclysm"!"

"This is a unique opportunity. If you grasp it, nephew, you will definitely take off!"

Li Mingyang talked eloquently, showing a look of wisdom in his hands, "To tell you the truth, my nephew, I'm already starting to set up my own game studio, mainly playing "Doomsday Cataclysm"!"

Say it.

Li Mingyang's eyes were burning, but he nodded, and he didn't say anything more.

He thinks these hints are enough.

Zhao Yu should know what to do.

only.

Zhao Yu's expression was a little dumbfounded.

Organize manpower and march into "Doomsday Cataclysm"?
He doesn't need it at all.

The strength of the players of "Doomsday Cataclysm" has been reflected on him!
The player's top-up money belongs to him.

So, do you still need to play?
Unless some special circumstances occur.

For example, there are bugs in the game.

However, it is almost impossible to think about it.

Li Mingyang also read countless people, and he could tell at a glance that Zhao Yu didn't listen to his words.

Either way.

Zhao Yu, you can't grasp this opportunity.

In the future, you may really become a subordinate.

The future definitely belongs to the era of extraordinary people!

Li Mingyang didn't say anything extra.

Soon after, Zhao Yu repaid the loan.

3000 million!
Not a lot!
Once the loan was repaid, Li Mingyang's smile grew stronger, and he also returned the IOU to Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu took the IOU and tore it up and destroyed it on the spot.

"Nephew, your 3000 million is really a timely rain! My game studio needs it!"

Li Mingyang smiled brightly.

"Oh?"

Zhao Yu was a little surprised.

"I want to recharge "Doomsday Cataclysm". Although this game's lottery is untouchable, what if there is a European Emperor? There are players who draw 888 yuan in ten consecutive draws, and they win a permanent version of the cool sports car!"

"With the vehicle, it is very convenient to move in the game."

"There are also players, 200 yuan is sent directly to the soul, and a powerful weapon is produced."

Li Mingyang said casually, also looking forward to the appearance of Ou Huang in his game studio.

Besides.

He also said that monthly card gift packs, weekly card gift packs, first charge gift packs, etc. must be bought and bought!

The more Zhao Yu listened, the weirder his expression became, he always felt that Li Mingyang's 3000 million would be returned to him in the end.

This is not paying back the money, this is clearly a formality.

"Uncle Li, I advise you to recharge less."

Zhao Yu couldn't help but say something.

"Well, rational recharge."

Li Mingyang replied with a smile, but he didn't think so in his heart.

How could he listen to Zhao Yu's words.

After chatting for a while.

Zhao Yu left.

Li Mingyang was filled with melancholy, "Mr. Zhao, how heroic you were back then, but your son... the opportunities are coming, and he can't grasp them!"

Finish talking.

Li Mingyang didn't care about other things, he put on the virtual game helmet directly, prepared to play "Doomsday Cataclysm", and recharged some small money to try his luck.

If he is lucky, he will make a lot of money if he sells by lottery.

Zhao Yu is still repaying the debt non-stop.

relatives……

He paid off several debts in a row, and tens of millions more.

Now, only the last two of his debts remain.

One is a loan from Jiangcheng Bank, which is now 1 million yuan with interest.

Another one, Wang Hu's 800 million.

Pay him off today!

When driving to Jiangcheng Bank, Zhao Yu also paid attention to his current assets.

The mentally handicapped system displayed a message.

[The host currently has funds: 9 billion]

The more than 9 million funds belonged to the profits of the game "Doomsday Cataclysm", which he did not withdraw.

Also, a text message from Jiangcheng Bank on the mobile phone to check the balance.

[Jiangcheng Bank] Dear user, the balance in your card ending in 1633 is 1 million.

About more than 10 billion.

Although the net worth is not too much, Zhao Yu believes that it will definitely be a matter of time to break through [-] billion or [-] billion.

It didn't take too long.

Zhao Yu drove to Jiangcheng Bank.

It has to be said that Jiangcheng Bank is very lively.

There are a total of five business windows, but now all four business windows are full, and the queue is full of people.

And in one of the empty business windows, there was a small eye-catching red sign-suspended business processing.

"Sir, do you need any help? If you handle business, please wait in line."

A female bank employee with dignified features and fair cheeks came to Zhao Yu with a smile on her face.

The people queuing around also looked at Zhao Yu casually, and then ignored Zhao Yu.

As long as Zhao Yu doesn't jump in line, everyone can't be bothered to pay attention to him.

"I'm looking for your President Wang."

Zhao Yu's understatement.

The entire lobby of the bank, which seemed very noisy before, fell silent in an instant.

"Swish!"

Pairs of curious and surprised eyes also fell on Zhao Yu.

"What is the background of this young man?"

"I want to find President Wang when I come here? Could it be that this young brother has an extraordinary background?"

"It seems that Jiangcheng Bank has an extraordinary person."

"It looks like a rich second generation!"

……

The crowd discussed quietly.

The female staff at the bank felt embarrassed, and President Wang didn't just meet if he wanted to.

If you want to meet President Wang, you need to make an appointment.

"Sir, you..."

The female bank clerk spoke, just about to ask something.

"When I came, I had already greeted President Wang and made an appointment. Take me to see him."

Zhao Yu's tone was calm.

The bank clerk nodded.

soon.

The two leave.

But the discussions in the bank lobby continued.

As the lobby manager, Xu Yao's duty is to provide services to customers and maintain order in the lobby.

But now, he was also a little shocked.

Surprised, a young man opened his mouth to meet President Wang, greeted him, and made an appointment.

Logically speaking, he must have met several rich second generations in Jiangcheng.

But I have no impression of this young man at all.

He began to recall that such an important customer of Jiangcheng Bank, he obviously had to take it to heart.

Then, as if a flash of light had appeared in his mind, it actually reminded him of the identity of a young man.

"He is Zhao Yu, the prodigal son of Jiangcheng!"

Xu Yao couldn't help blurting out.

After all, he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue.

But the words have been spoken, how can they be taken back.

The entire bank hall instantly erupted with Xu Yao's words.

"It turned out to be Zhao Yu! No wonder he looks so familiar!"

"Zhao Yu, it seems that he owes Jiangcheng Bank a lot of money."

"I heard it's several hundred million!"

"It turns out that this is a negative second generation!"

……

Everyone in the bank was full of jokes, thinking that some important person had come to Jiangcheng Bank.

It turned out to be Zhao Yu, the prodigal son of Jiangcheng who was nothing.

The debt repayment process went smoothly. After Zhao Yu finished repaying the money, he became a little fatter, with a smile on his face, and President Wang, who was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, even sent him off personally.

"President Wang, please be polite."

Zhao Yu said with a smile.

"It should be, Boss Zhao, you are now our Jiangcheng Bank's highest-ranking VIP customer. I absolutely must treat you well, and I must not lose my courtesy."

President Wang looked serious.

Zhao Yu said no more.

President Wang sent Zhao Yu off in person.

In an instant, it attracted the ideas of many people in the bank lobby.

Among them, lobby manager Xu Yao only felt his head burst.

President Wang treats a prodigal son so politely?

This is too incredible!

"That middle-aged man in a black suit seems to be President Wang of Jiangcheng Bank?"

"Yes, it's really President Wang."

"But President Wang, isn't this attitude towards Zhao Yu too polite?"

"Could it be that there is something hidden in it?"

……

Everyone started guessing wildly.

After seeing off Zhao Yu, President Wang was full of happiness and felt very happy.

"Xiao Xu, work hard."

He said something to Xu Yao.

"Yes, President Wang."

Xu Yao quickly straightened his waist and replied.

"President Wang, Zhao Yu..."

He couldn't help asking again.

"Xiao Xu, I want to call you Boss Zhao!"

President Wang's expression was displeased.

Xu Yao was even more confused.

For a while, he knew very well that President Wang was worried about one thing.

Zhao Yu did not pay back the money owed.

That's 1 million yuan with interest.

And, that still cuts a lot of interest.

Otherwise, it will cost a little more than 1 million.

Because of this, he could sometimes hear President Wang scolding Zhao Yu to himself, all kinds of ugly words.

But now.

What happened to President Wang?
It's too unreasonable to be so polite to Zhao Yu suddenly!

A startling guess.

It appeared in Xu Yao's mind.

Could it be that Zhao Yu paid back the money?

"Boss Zhao, have you paid back the debt?"

He couldn't help asking.

Everyone in the bank pricked up their ears, curious about this matter, and also showed a very gossip side.

Boss Wang nodded.

Only then did Xu Yao show a look of awakening.

The people around were also very surprised. They really didn't expect that Zhao Yu, the prodigal son, would actually pay back the money.

"I'm afraid Zhao Yu is selling a house and a luxury car."

"Yes, I heard that Zhao Yu sold a Bentley sports car at the 4S store in Jiangcheng not long ago."

"Zhao Yu still has an office building, I'm afraid the office building will be sold."

"Without a car or a house, Zhao Yu will not even be able to marry a wife in the future, right?"

……

Everyone was chatting with each other, talking and laughing, feeling a lot more comfortable and free for some reason.

It seems to be because Zhao Yu was someone they couldn't afford.

But such a character has fallen into the mundane world, and he is no fart.

The more they think about it, the happier they feel.

Even the smile on Xu Yao's face, the manager of the lobby, was quite a bit thicker.

As long as he works hard and works hard.

In the future, maybe his money can surpass Zhao Yu's.

Boss Zhao, heh, he's just a prodigal who can't keep his family business!

(End of this chapter)