289: Chapter 285 Dafa Pawnshop 289: Chapter 285 Dafa Pawnshop Speaking of the children, Bai Xiaofeng and Bai Xiaoyu, Bai Xiaohang seemed quite spirited.
Although he mentioned someone nearby, it was Xiang Dong, a person he knew.
Nevertheless, he still leaned in close to Chen Hai and deliberately lowered his voice.
“Boss, my Uncle Baoshan may seem a bit dull and not very talkative.”
“But I always feel that he might not be that simple.”
“In our hometown, I am not afraid of anyone, but standing in front of Uncle Baoshan, my scalp feels numb.”
“In the past, I didn’t believe in heaven or fate; I only believed in myself.”
“But after witnessing your abilities, I think that for some unknown things, one should still harbor a sense of fear.”
“You once told me that I was born under a warrior’s life chart.”
“If standing in front of him makes me feel numb, Uncle Baoshan’s life chart must be vicious and brutal—far fiercer than mine.”
“In a couple of years, he should be out of prison.
Such a man, if he could work for you…”
He chuckled dryly a few times, then Bai Xiaohang did not continue.
However, his intention was already clear; said or unsaid, Chen Hai had understood.
“Is that so?
You call him Uncle Baoshan; does he also share the surname Bai?” Chen Hai asked indifferently, with a light smile.
When Bai Xiaohang, Tian Mingjian, and the others were with him, his Divine Soul was strong, but his physical body was just an ordinary person with little combat power.
Gathering a few subordinates with good physical strength to stay close to him, he simply wanted them to complement the power he possessed.
But now, having stepped into the Object Controlling Realm, his self-protection ability was completely sufficient.
Given this, in Chen Hai’s mind, his interest in recruiting subordinates had already faded significantly.
Whether the Uncle Baoshan mentioned by Bai Xiaohang was strong or weak, Chen Hai would definitely not refuse him if he wanted to follow him.
Conversely, he had no interest in forcing others to work for him.
“Yes, he and I are descended from the same ancestor; he is certainly a Bai too!” Bai Xiaohang nodded.
While speaking, he glanced at Chen Hai and saw that he seemed not very interested in the matter of Uncle Baoshan.
After a slight hesitation, he did not continue on this topic but switched the conversation to Ding Laosan.
…
In the afternoon, around two o’clock, in the Upper River District of Capital City, inside a slightly dilapidated tube building.
During these years, the real estate industry was still in its infancy.
The concept of a professional office building was not yet available.
The huge signboard of Dafa Pawnshop was hanging outside this tube building, clearly visible from a great distance.
Regular pawnshops generally had their own storefront.
Dafa Pawnshop, however, had no storefront; it merely converted two rooms on the second floor of this tube building, with some simple renovations to serve as the office space.
The office area of over two hundred square meters, apart from being partitioned to create two rooms, which served as Ding Laosan’s office and a reception room, the rest of the space was used as the company hall.
Two long tables joined together were used as desks, and the hall still occupied most of the remaining space.
At a glance, this pawnshop emanated a sense of shabbiness, conferring a quirky sense.
Even so, muscular men leading people dressed in various attire constantly entered and exited the place.
From their appearance, this pawnshop seemed to be doing quite well.
As the company’s boss, Ding Laosan was in his mid-thirties.
He sported a shiny bald head with a gold chain as thick as a little finger around his neck.
Chubby as he was, when not angry, he appeared harmless and seemed a good-natured person.
In his earlier years, he had been a stubborn gambler, often broke, addicted to fights and bravery.
Since he spent a few years refining himself in Bitter Kiln, he had seemingly become smarter after returning.
Between gambling and lending, his business was thriving.
Unfortunately, at Dafa Pawnshop, although he was officially the boss, in reality, out of the profits earned every month, after supporting his subordinates, only a fifth belonged to him.
The remaining four-fifths naturally went to the real boss behind him.
As a smart man, Ding Laosan had no complaints about this.
After all, he was well aware that with the nature of their company being murky, without the big boss behind him to smooth relations and provide protection, his Dafa Pawnshop couldn’t have survived till now.
Without the big boss, Ding Laosan himself would have probably continued “refining” himself in prison.
Simply receiving a fifth of the monthly profits was already enough for him to live luxuriously.
Compared to his past, he was living a divine life now, leaving him with no complaints.
Sitting in the boss’s chair, Ding Laosan picked up the stack of documents on the desk and began perusing them.
“Yue, come in!”
The document in his hand, who know what it detailed, caused Ding Laosan to frown as he read it.
He shouted to the tattooed hulk outside the office, who was browsing through a novel full of ellipses.
“Third Brother, do you have any orders?” Startled, the man quickly stood up and hastened into the office to ask.
“Bai Xiaohang has been on the run for over a month now.
What exactly is going on with Chen’s house?”
“The houses in Capital City keep increasing in price, booming.”
“The price I asked you to list it at was far below the market value.
It’s been so long, and it still hasn’t sold?”
Ding Laosan, tossing the document in front of Yue, pointed almost to his nose.
Usually, he would greet everyone with a smile, seeming very approachable.
But when it came to money, he’d turn ruthless and change his face immediately.
“Third Brother, we also want to sell that house as soon as possible and get the money.”
“But the guys interested in buying, as soon as we mention the house can’t be processed for a transfer, they leave without a word.”
“I told them, it’s a mortgaged house, it’s normal that it can’t be transferred.”
“I’ve repeatedly assured them that as soon as the payment for the house is complete, the house will be theirs and if anyone troubles them because of the house, we’d intervene immediately.”
“But those fools just wouldn’t listen.
A house one-third below market price and they can’t find that anywhere else!”
“Just because of a small issue with the paperwork, they just give up.
They’ll regret it later!”
…
With a grimace, Yue explained to Ding Laosan.
As Ding Laosan’s trusted aide, he was well aware of his boss’s unpredictable temperament.
Every time it had to do with money, Ding Laosan would summon him, and he would tremble with fear.
After all, when it came to money-related issues, any slight misstep in his words could lead to a harsh kick from Ding Laosan, something he had experienced more than once or twice.
“Can’t sell it?
Then rent it out?”
“The house is already in our hands; we cannot just let it sit idle and not turn into money.” Ding Laosan glared fiercely at Yue and shouted.
The house he referred to was naturally the one Bai Xiaohang paid for but didn’t process the paperwork, bought from Chen.
When Bai Xiaohang fled, Ding Laosan’s men had broken the locks and claimed the house as theirs.
Without the transfer procedures, legally, the house was still in Chen’s name.
Although Bai Xiaohang had a receipt after paying Chen,
Ding Laosan also had a debt note signed by Chen.
As long as he insisted that Chen had mortgaged the house to him, his occupation of the house would be substantiated, and reporting it to the police would be useless, leading only to a protracted dispute.
People trained through such means would always find a way to justify their actions boldly.
“Alright, Third Brother, I’ll get on the rental matter right away!”
Yue promptly promised.
His boss had merely scolded him instead of hitting him, letting him heave a sigh of relief.
After bidding Ding Laosan goodbye, he hurried out of the office.
“What’s going on?”
“Excuse me, is this Dafa Pawnshop?
Is your boss, Ding Laosan here?”
“Looking for Third Brother?
He’s inside.
See that office?
He’s there now.”
…
Today, Dafa Pawnshop seemed to be doing fairly well, having clients who sought them out.
As Yue reached the pawnshop’s entrance, he warmly welcomed the two young men who had approached the company.
Ding Laosan had instructed them, clients who come to borrow money are gods, while those who borrow and can’t pay get a taste of what it’s like to be in Hell.
Among the two young men, the one walking in the front was ordinary.
With a height of about 1.75 meters, he was skinny and would blend into a crowd easily.
He was the one who had just spoken to Yue.
However, the guy behind him didn’t seem notable to Yue at first.
But, as he walked in, Yue suddenly realized that the guy was unusually burly, definitely over 1.9 meters tall.
Such a person stood out significantly in their company’s lobby.
“Bai Xiaohang…” Suddenly, someone in the office exclaimed.
“Close the doors, grab the weapons…”
This name seemed to have a magical power, causing Dafa Pawnshop’s office to instantly erupt into chaos.