Chapter 272 Yan Jiecheng borrows money
"Calligraphy and paintings?" Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong almost laughed out loud when they heard this. You, Li Shengli, a cook who only graduated from junior high school, are appreciating calligraphy and paintings like those educated people?

The same was true for Yan Bugui, except that he was also curious about whose calligraphy and paintings Li Shengli bought. He planned to appreciate them. Moreover, Yan Bugui looked at the two mahogany boxes that had been set up on Li Shengli's house and wondered what kind of calligraphy and paintings were so valuable that they needed to be kept in boxes.

"Li Shengli, how much did you buy?" Yan Bugui's heart was beating fast, and then Yan Bugui pointed at the two boxes in front of him and asked in disbelief.

If these two boxes are full of calligraphy and paintings, there must be at least several thousand pieces. This is not just buying them for appreciation. This is a complete spendthrift.

"Not many, just over 4,000." Li Shengli pointed at the box in front of him with a slightly smug expression on his face, pretending to be indifferent.

"Gah" Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong, who were about to laugh, froze their smiles on their faces after hearing what Li Shengli said. How much would more than 4,000 paintings cost? Then the two of them looked at Li Shengli as if he was a prodigal. In fact, this kind of behavior could indeed be called a prodigal in this era.

"I say, Li Shengli, if you have a lot of money, please lend it to me. There is no need to buy these things. You can't eat them or drink them. If you want to appreciate them, just buy one or two paintings and hang them at home." Yan Bugui shouted with some anguish.

"How much did you spend?" Yan Bugui looked at Li Shengli with some trembling eyes.

"Not much, just this amount. I've spent all my savings." Li Shengli stretched out a finger and made a gesture. He didn't intend to say it clearly. He let them guess how much money he spent.

Moreover, these three people will not keep secrets for him. Li Shengli found that some people in this yard looked at him in a strange way, as if they were looking at a rich man with dogs. In this situation, there was no guarantee that someone would not target his family. Li Shengli was using the three old men to spread the news that he was a prodigal son.

Li Shengli first locked the two wooden boxes, and then locked the door of his warehouse. This time Li Shengli used the best lock on the market to lock the door of his warehouse. Li Shengli then rode his bike to his restaurant.

It didn't take long for the news that Li Shengli had spent money to buy a bunch of useless calligraphy and paintings to spread throughout the courtyard. Several gossipy aunties in the courtyard began to laugh at Li Shengli, especially Jia Zhang. His shrill laughter could be heard throughout the courtyard. No one else in the courtyard dared to quarrel with Jia Zhang. One reason was because of the former uncle Yi Zhonghai, and the other was because of Sha Zhu.

There were few people in the compound who dared not to respect the old man who had been sitting in front of Yi Zhonghai for such a long time. Even Xu Damao was obedient. Another one was Sha Zhu. Sha Zhu's fighting skills were not low. People in the compound were afraid that Sha Zhu would beat him, so they generally did not bother with Jia Zhang. Only Li Shengli neither took Yi Zhonghai seriously nor was afraid of Sha Zhu's threat of force.

By the evening, people working in the factory also knew about Li Shengli's actions, and they were all a little confused as to why Li Shengli bought so many useless things and kept them at home.

"Xie Cheng, why don't we go ask Li Shengli for some money?" Yu Li calculated the bills at home. "We can't do it this way. I calculated that after paying taxes and deducting the principal from our monthly income, we won't have much left after paying back the interest on the money we borrowed from your father."

Yu Li started calculating her family's monthly expenses with her abacus.

"Borrow money from him? Will he charge a very high interest?" Yan Jiecheng was stunned for a moment after hearing Yu Li's words. If Li Shengli also charges a very high interest, then it doesn't matter who he borrows from.

Moreover, today I heard from my father that Lee Seung-ri bought a bunch of calligraphy and paintings that he couldn't use, and spent 10,000 yuan. Does he have any money left? Yan Jiecheng calculated how much he earned a month and judged by himself that Lee Seung-ri earned about the same as him, so the 10,000 yuan should be all of Lee Seung-ri's savings. The three old men had no idea what Lee Seung-ri meant by the finger he stretched out. They were thinking of guessing 1,000 yuan, but Yan Bugui thought that 1,000 yuan could not buy more than 4,000 paintings, so the three old men thought it was 10,000 yuan.

"Let's not borrow like this. Look, the restaurant we opened is now making some income. Let's borrow some money from you to pay your father back first. The interest this month is too high." Yu Li felt heartbroken when she thought of the interest she had to pay to Yan Bugui every month. At 10%, she would have to pay 150 yuan in interest a month. The net profit of their restaurant was only 700 to 800 yuan a month.

"That's right." Yan Jiecheng also remembered that he still owed his father money, and he couldn't bear the interest.

"Then I'll go ask." Yan Jiecheng nodded and prepared to go ask Li Shengli. Even if this man asked for interest, he wouldn't ask for 10% interest like his father did.

"Li Shengli, Li Shengli." Yan Jiecheng came to Li Shengli's house and knocked on the door.

"Yan Jiecheng, what's the matter?" Li Shengli looked at Yan Jiecheng, who seemed a little humble in front of him.

"Li Shengli, can you lend me some money? I'm a little short of money lately." Yan Jiecheng bent over and looked a little servile.

Li Shengli looked at Yan Jiecheng in front of him and sneered in his heart. This Yan Jiecheng was not even as good as his father. He had calculated everything, but he didn't know who he learned this way of using people forward and not backward from.

"I don't have any money either. You've heard of it before. I spent all my money on some calligraphy and paintings." Li Shengli didn't really want to deal with the Yan family, and his reasons were legitimate. "You've opened a restaurant, so why are you asking me to borrow money?"

Li Shengli had long forgotten how Yan Bugui lent money to Yan Jiecheng. Now Yan Jiecheng's restaurant had already opened and was making quite a bit of profit every month, so why was he still borrowing money everywhere?

"Well, you don't know, the interest charged by my dad when you borrow money is even higher than usury." After hearing that Li Shengli also had no money, Yan Jiecheng's attitude immediately changed. At least he stood up straight, put his hands behind his back and casually complained about his father.

After hearing what Yan Jiecheng said, Li Shengli couldn't help but sigh that this man was really a scheming person. He charged so much interest even for lending money to his son.

When Yan Jiecheng saw that Li Shengli had no money, he left after talking. He didn't know whether Li Shengli really had no money, but according to the rumors in the yard, it was probably true that he had no money.

Yan Jiecheng had no other choice but to ask his colleagues and people in the compound to borrow money at the bank's interest rate. After getting the money, Yan Jiecheng quickly paid back the money to Yan Bugui. Who can afford the interest of more than a hundred yuan a month?

(End of this chapter)