"What? Mr. Liu doesn't like his tea?"

Golden Beetle asked upon seeing this.

"Not really, just heard from a friend that their quality control has been a bit unstable lately."

Liu Zheng casually made up a reason.

"Really? Mr. Liu."

Golden Beetle's small eyes suddenly lit up.

"I just heard, not sure if it's true or not. Why does Manager Zhong look so happy?"

He asked strangely.

"Doesn't Mr. Liu know? Six Feather Tea House is a listed company. If rumors about unstable quality control are confirmed, their stock price would surely drop, making it a great opportunity to short sell."

Golden Beetle said excitedly.

Short selling refers to investors borrowing stocks from others when the price is high to sell, and buying them back when the price is low to return.

"Oh, is that so?"

Liu Zheng fell into thought.

He's definitely going to take down Six Feather Tea House; firstly for French Plane Tree, secondly, just to vent his anger.

The people who tried to blow up the lottery store and abduct his woman last time are most likely from Six Feather Tea House, even if it wasn't them, they'll have to take the blame.

He can use this matter to short Six Feather Tea House stocks and make a profit, making the most of it.

"How much profit can be made?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Without leverage, theoretically the profit could be up to 100%. Of course, practically it's impossible to reach such heights, but generally, 70% is achievable."

Golden Beetle replied.

"What if there's leverage?"

"Then it depends on how many times leverage is applied; leverage multiplied by the profit rate equals total profit rate."

Golden Beetle said.

"Oh."

He nodded and didn't ask further.

Knowing rough details is enough, the rest can be asked once the action against Six Feather Tea House is confirmed.

"So is it true that their quality control is loose, Mr. Liu?"

Golden Beetle asked tentatively.

"Does Manager Zhong want to make big money?"

Liu Zheng asked back.

"Sure, if I didn't want to make big money, I wouldn't be in this business."

Golden Beetle said without hesitation.

"Then don't ask anything, say nothing, do nothing for now. I'll come to you when the time is right."

"This... okay, I understand, Mr. Liu."

Golden Beetle thought for a moment and decided to trust him.

"Let's discuss the mortgage loan matter instead, let you earn that money first."

Liu Zheng said.

"Mr. Liu is truly a gentleman."

Golden Beetle was somewhat moved.

Actually, Liu Zheng could have just left, or used the short selling of Six Feather Tea House stocks to make empty promises.

"I have two major principles: keeping promises and aiming for mutual wins."

He said.

"If everyone in Metropolis were like Mr. Liu, my job would be too simple. Alas!"

Golden Beetle sighed.

His regular clients only accept winning, not losing, and won't tolerate mutual wins. Knowing he's making money makes them feel worse than losing their own money.

"I think so too. So I plan to suggest to City Hall to position me as a moral model of Metropolis, encouraging all residents to learn from me. If everyone donates a little love, Metropolis will become a beautiful garden."

Liu Zheng said earnestly.

"Hahaha, Mr. Liu is really humorous. Please enjoy some tea, I'll prepare the related materials."

"Alright."

Golden Beetle went to the computer to start typing, while Liu Zheng drank tea and looked around the office.

In terms of area and decoration, Golden Beetle's office is better than Manager Huang's, but not as good as Wang Manni's.

Considering that the rent of Beijing Building is definitely higher than West River Center, Golden Beetle's position is likely still higher than Wang Manni's.

This made him think of a common topic in reality, whether to work as a regular employee in a big company or be a grassroots leader in a small company.

Anyway, if Liu Zheng were to choose, he'd surely pick the one with the higher salary.

"Mr. Liu, the materials are ready."

After half an hour of tea drinking, Golden Beetle finally got the materials ready.

"Good."

Liu Zheng took the thick stack of materials, reading through them page by page.

"Oh?"

He quickly found a highlight.

"No penalty for early repayment?"

Liu Zheng pointed to a line on the A4 paper.

Usually, large loans have early repayment penalties, which are pleasantly referred to as service fees.

"Mr. Liu is generous, I can't be ungenerous either."

Golden Beetle laughed.

"No need, you should earn every bit you deserve, add it back."

He gestured with his tentacle.

"Alright then."

Golden Beetle saw him insist, so he had to redo the materials.

After signing and fingerprinting, Golden Beetle directly transferred ten million to that City Hall card, and Liu Zheng immediately paid it back.

"Here, this is the penalty fee."

He gave twenty thousand to Golden Beetle.

Early repayment penalties usually range from 2% to 5%, Golden Beetle was quite considerate here.

"Is Mr. Liu usually delivering food this way?"

Golden Beetle couldn't help asking while looking at the cash on the table.

"Pretty much."

Liu Zheng replied.

"Delivering like this, even an annual salary of millions wouldn't be enough, huh?"

Golden Beetle clicked his tongue.

Delivering one order costs more than twenty thousand; in one day it would cost around hundreds of thousands and roughly reach over thirty million a year.

Supreme Councilman above, this isn't a delivery person, this is clearly a God of Wealth.

"No choice, insufficient hard skills for delivery, can only rely on throwing money around. But I make money quickly, so it's fine."

He said indifferently.

A philosopher once said that the greatest sorrow is when people die, and the money is left unspent.