When Jiang Xinghui came to his senses, his first reaction was to borrow money from Zong Yaohui.
Jiang Xinghui felt that his luck had not turned around yet. He believed that as long as he continued, his luck would change and he would win back all that he had just lost.
Jiang Xinghui swore secretly in his heart: As long as he could turn things around, he would never gamble again.
Zong Yaohui looked at Jiang Xinghui and asked with a playful look,
"Mr. Jiang, are you sure you want to borrow another 5 million?"
Jiang Xinghui nodded hurriedly.
"Master Zong, please give me another chance. I believe I can turn my luck around this time."
Zong Yaohui flicked his fingers on his knees a few times.
"Mr. Jiang, I can lend you this money, but let's be frank. What will you do if you can't pay it back? After all, with the 5 million, you have borrowed million from me. My money didn't come from the wind, right?"
Jiang Xinghui nodded in agreement.
"Master Zong is right. You are very kind of me to lend me money. I can't let you take any more risks."
Jiang Xinghui said this, but he firmly believed in his heart that this time he would definitely win back all the money he had lost before.
"I didn't ask you to pledge the 50 million just now because of Master Chi's face. What are you going to use as collateral now?"
Jiang Xinghui was stunned at first, because he didn't have anything valuable on him to pawn.
"Master Zong, I..."
Jiang Xinghui looked at Zong Yaohui with embarrassment. He got on the plane with his future brother-in-law with empty hands.
Moreover, even if he was in S City now, he couldn't come up with anything as collateral.
Zong Yaohui was of course aware that Jiang Xinghui had nothing to pledge, so he gave Jiang Xinghui a warning.
"In fact, you are not completely penniless. You still have something to mortgage."
This sentence made Jiang Xinghui feel confused and he was completely at a loss.
What do you have that you can mortgage?
He couldn't help but begin to examine himself.
Jiang Xinghui subconsciously lowered his head and looked himself up and down.
But after looking for a long time, I realized that apart from the clothes he was wearing, he really had nothing else on him.
Jiang Xinghui raised his head, his face full of bewilderment and confusion, and said to Zong Yaohui,
"Master Zong, please give me a hint. I really can't see what I have that I can use as collateral."
Zong Yaohui's tone remained calm, as if everything he said was normal.
"On the black market, a kidney is worth 40 yuan, a pair of corneas is 10 yuan, and organs such as liver, gallbladder, spleen, and heart are also clearly marked with prices and are in great demand."
Jiang Xinghui was frightened by what Zong Yaohui said. His face turned pale instantly and even a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and stammered,
"Master Zong, are you kidding me?"
I just wanted to borrow some money to turn my life around, how does this have anything to do with body organs?
Moreover, if he really mortgaged his body organs, even if he won money, he would not have the life to spend it.
"Look, do I look like I'm kidding you?"
Zong Yaohui looked at Jiang Xinghui coldly.
"Why do you think I should lend you money if there is no collateral?"