Chapter 131 - AnAn Pt. 3

'Okay, don't look at these kids. Just ignore them and drag the body away, you can call someone to help you pick it up later.' Those were his thoughts as he realized how awkward the exit situation would be. He was a strategist who liked to have things in control but there were often times he did things without thinking first. This was one of them and the reality of everything was quickly calming him down. There was confidence that this man could be taken care of and disposed easily - that was no problem. 

Tucking his gun back into the back of his pants he bent down to pick up one of the sumo's legs. Testing his strength he tried pulling one of the legs and seeing if it would move. 'This man is heavy dang.' He pulled with a fair bit of strength but the body laid flat against ground without moving. Partially he felt that cause the man was unconscious the body was completely relaxed adding even more weight. The man easily weighed above two hundred pounds that was all unhealthy weight just by the look of his skin and body. It wasn't a complete lie when people said you are what you eat, the food you put in your body definitely showed on the outside. 

Picking up the other leg he pulled again and felt the body move slightly this time. It was definitely too heavy for him to go far but he could make it to the side door of the restaurant. They had ties with the business so there would be no issue doing something sketchy or illegal next to it. The CCTVs were under his command so he had to remind himself to clear it later. Keeping silent the entire time he was thinking and planning his next step and refrained from giving the kids any of his attention. He hoped that they would just leave and take the opportunity but they stayed vigilant and just bore nails into his side. 

'Maybe they want some money?'

The kid definitely needed a bit of medical attention and probably couldn't even afford an ointment at this moment. Dropping the legs for a second he reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. Thankfully he did carry some smaller change on him, anything too big would look like these kids stole even if they earned it themselves. Pulling out all the small bills he had on hand, there was approximately a hundred dollars. Placing it gently on the floor a bit of distance away, he put the wallet back in his pocket and went back to the man. 

There was no guarantee that this sumo man would stay unconscious for very long so he wanted to get things cleaned up fast. Picking up the two legs again he started dragging the body away towards the side door of the restaurant. So essentially dragged the body back to where he was standing before as an observer. He was around half way there before he saw a small hand in front of him with the money in their hand. 

"We don't need your money, take it." Ignoring little wolf's words he kept moving without acknowledging her words. Despite this, she did not take the hint and ran up again to stick out the money. 

Stopping his movements, he dropped the body again harshly onto the floor. The blood from the shot wound was still bleeding and he knew by dropping it there were a bunch of new bruises. Dusting of his hands a little bit, he kept his face neutral as he looked at the little girl. She held no fear while looking at him and kept her hand out stubbornly. 

"Being arrogant is only for those who can afford it, its a privilege." 

"We're not beggars." She pushed her chin up further and kept her hand stretched out. If not for the slight waver in her eyes he would have thought she ignored his words completely. 

"And you're not rich either." He raised his right eyebrow as he responded to her. There was obvious pride coming from the child and he knew it was part of her defence mechanism. If it was any other man than him, the money would have had their own conditions. The more naive children would take the money and not realize that a relationship has just formed. 

The relationship created is coated in debt towards the other and depending on what was given the higher the cost. There were different names for an example of it was a loan shark. Lots of people when they were down on their luck would go to these businesses for money. The money would be given but the contract signed was essentially a slave contract. There was always 'fire interest' which meant that compared to banks the rate was around 10% higher and the amount due would increase daily. So if someone were to get a loan of a $100 it would easily become $1000 by the next month. 

Makes you wonder why people chose to still sign but desperation is desperation. When you've been pushed hard enough any sort of help can be your salvation. It starts of with reasoning like "I just need this to tide over but I'll pay it back next month" or "xx will die if I don't get the money" but rarely ever ends off positively. Death, harassment to get money back, mental pressure, etcetera. 

Even if you were to forget that example there were countless more to mention. Being in the film industry and being given a role that you maybe had to sleep with a director for. Or having a rich individual help you out for mutual benefits. Even Zhuang Wei could not deny that he himself expected returns on a lot of his decisions. Whether that be personal satisfaction or something materialistic. 

Him helping out this girl was the former and since he had already gotten so deep it wouldn't hurt to expend a little more energy.