I'm a chaebol in South Korea

Chapter 321
The loan process went relatively smoothly, and the legal affairs of the two parties quickly reached a consensus on the details.

It's just that there is a little bit of dispute over the repayment method.

Li Zhenyu's side insisted on settlement in Japanese yen, while Fuguo's side insisted on settlement in US dollars.

Don't take the big organization for a fool, although I don't know why he did it.

But pulling out the trend of the yen in these years, we can see that the decline of the yen is purely daily.

But when Huanyu Investment proposed to use 80 yen as the baseline, Dennis Hall hesitated.

The yen has not fallen below this range in the past 20 years.

Want to let it fall below 80, unless there is a third world war.

This is obviously impossible in six years.

The war has grown out of control, and no country or institution can afford the consequences of a full-scale war.

If the yen does not fall below 80 and settle at the highest level, they can still make a lot of money.

Even if it does fall below 80, it is impossible to fall too much.

The benefits outweigh the risks, and it's worth a shot.

At this time, Dennis Hall, how could he think that the Nikkei would fall below [-].

If the timeline can be met, the loan of 16 billion US dollars can be repaid with only 10 billion.

This time, he wanted to spit out all the profits.

"Pleasant to work with."

"Pleasant to work with."

Both parties sign and seal to complete the signing of the contract.

16 billion US dollars will be transferred to his account in three installments within a week.

With the money, the various projects being promoted continue as usual.

Li Zhenyu is also on the Bitcoin forum, mixing it up as an old fritter with a small name.

Share the happiness of mining coins with a group of technical nerds all day long.

At this time, the coins are really easy to mine.

Just find a machine, and use the written plug-in to automatically hang up, and you will get hundreds or thousands of credits every day.

Li Zhenyu deliberately asked someone to encrypt his account to ensure that the coins in the account would not disappear.

This kind of high-quality assets that will automatically appreciate in value can never be too much.

buzzing...

"Wan Zhi."

Cui Wanzhi called and invited him to participate in tonight's mysterious event, underground black boxing.

His path is getting wilder and wilder.

As night fell, the big white G driven by Li Zhenyu stopped in front of an old building without a nameplate.

Magic mirror, black windbreaker, mask, fully armed IU jumped off the co-pilot and looked around cautiously.

Li Zhenyu went around the front of the car and reached out to her: "No one will care about you."

If you really want to pretend, you won't be exposed at all unless you are being followed or you blow yourself up.

Previously, Li Zhenyu had asked the security guard to confirm that there was no car following them.

"Ouba, is there really no danger?"

"It's okay, everything is arranged."

Li Zhenyu tugged on her collar, smiled and said, "Stay by my side, don't run around."

"Yeah." IU nodded and clenched his big hands tightly.

He stepped forward and knocked on the mottled iron door, and the small window on it suddenly opened.

Li Zhenyu opened the electronic invitation letter in his mobile phone and placed it in front of the window for the other party to confirm.

The small door opened, and a dirty dirt road full of garbage came into view.

Follow the signs and turn into the right passage, and go down to the safety door.

Someone checked the invitation door again, and said through the intercom: "There are guests."

The security door was opened from the inside, and wild shouts rushed towards the face accompanied by the heat wave of the crowd.

Walking into the room, many guests have already arrived on the balcony-like second floor.

Some people wear masks, some people sit in the dark, and some people show their existence generously.

Below is a rush of human heads, and the central ring is surrounded by a huge iron cage, and the staff are washing the blood on it.

Buckets of clear water washed over the arena, and when it flowed out of the arena, it had turned a faint pink.

It seems that the fight just now was very intense.

"Two guests, your seats are ready, please follow me."

Under the leadership of the staff, the two sat in their own seats.

"Where's Wan Zhi?"

"Mr. Cui is backstage."

"Well, it's alright."

Opening the wine on the table, Li Zhenyu sniffed it and screwed on the lid.

"What's wrong!"

"Fake, it's better to drink juice."

The bottled drinks that are common in supermarkets taste pretty good, at least you don't have to worry about counterfeiting.

"Ouba, you won't really beat someone to death, will you?"

From here, you can just see the whole picture of the ring below. At this time, the iron cage is slowly rising, and the two boxers are walking towards the ring from their respective tracks.

Hanging the magic mirror on her forehead, IU stared at the scene with wide eyes and clenched fists.

"meeting."

"Ah, won't you be arrested?"

"The boxers who come here all sign life and death certificates. They are relying on their lives to make money."

The cruel reality made Zhi En a little uncomfortable.

"It's cruel, why do you want to do this!"

Li Zhenyu couldn't answer her question. Living in the world, not everyone has a choice.

"It's about to start."

The boxers were in place and the cage was lowered again.

The nervous stimulation made the scalp of the brain numb, and the muscles of the whole body tensed up.

Boom!
There was an extra figure on the sofa, and Cui Wanzhi asked excitedly, "Brother, who do you think will win?"

"There are people with you?"

Going backstage before the opening must be to cheer for your boxers.

Otherwise, anyone can enter anywhere in the backstage.

Black boxing also has the rules of black boxing, because it is not protected by law, and the rules are more important.

Because once the reputation is damaged by violations, the business accumulated over the years can be destroyed in one day.

"Red, that's mine."

The red pants with a thin body and an indifferent expression are quietly warming up.

The muscles all over his body are like glued props, and his whole body is like spliced ​​muscle strips.

Judging from his body shape, he should belong to the skill type, and his body fat percentage may be frighteningly low.

This kind of perverted guy, I don't know where he found it.

"In prison, murderer."

"Did Junxu fish it out for you?"

"Brother Junxu is not needed for such a small matter, it can be done with a little money."

Cui Wanzhi smiled easily, rubbed his fingers and said, "Anyway, no one cares whether he is dead or alive like this kind of rubbish."

Li Zhenyu nodded and said, "The boxer on the opposite side is at least a heavyweight."

Middleweight and heavyweight, there is a difference between the two sides.

Maybe if the opponent punches hard, he will fall to the ground in embarrassment, unable to get up again.

However, when the lean muscle strip pulled out a knife, the corners of Li Zhenyu's mouth twitched unnaturally.

Well, not only are there no rules, but you can also hold weapons, so it's hard to say who will win.

After all, no matter how high the martial arts are, they are afraid of kitchen knives.

Maybe he had the absolute upper hand in one moment, but in the next second his throat was sealed with a knife, and he fell to the ground.

Seeing the boxers in the ring, they slowly approached each other, carefully testing each other.

Li Zhenyu felt that this game might not be as exciting as expected, but it was also more intense.

Winning or losing will be decided in an instant.

Those who stand live, those who fall die.

This is not black boxing, it is clearly a huge slaughterhouse.

(End of this chapter)