Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 6: Building the Ultimate Safe House

Chen Xiong's expression brightened into a grin.

Perfect. We charge 4% interest. Borrowing 5 million means repaying 7 million, so you'll sign an IOU for 7 million.

Besides that, provide solid collateral like houses, factories, or cars—anything valuable.

Zhang Yi acted as if he pondered for a second, then clenched his jaw and pulled out the property deed.

He had already used it for his bank loan, which remained outstanding.

My house is valued at more than 5 million. I'll pledge it as security. Plus, I've got a Mercedes valued at 300,000. If I default, you can seize it as well.

Chen Xiong, unaccustomed to such direct customers, swiftly grabbed the deed to examine it.

Once he confirmed the details, his satisfaction grew even deeper.

Based on today's market rates, that property fetched at least 5.5 million!

Throwing in the car, there was zero risk of loss in this transaction.

Still, Chen Xiong voiced some discontent.

Mr. Zhang, your house tops out at 5 million in value. Lending you 5 million would leave me in the red.

Zhang Yi appeared frantic and pleaded, Mr. Chen, please help me out! I'm in dire need of funds right now.

If you can wire the money today, I'll accept just 4.5 million!

Chen Xiong and Hu Minghua shared a look, their eyes sparkling with delight.

Exploiting urgent needs was their trade.

The greater the desperation for cash, the more they could wring out!

No, no, this isn't a profitable arrangement.

After a bit of back-and-forth bargaining, they settled on 4 million.

Yet Zhang Yi insisted on the funds hitting his account the same day.

Despite their ruthlessness, the loan firm operated with impressive speed.

Once the agreement was inked, 4 million swiftly appeared in Zhang Yi's account.

He smirked to himself.

To Chen Xiong, that sum might as well have been tossed to stray dogs—it would never come back.

Hmm... that comparison feels a tad mocking.

Zhang Yi exited the building with the funds, beaming.

As he departed, bursts of laughter rang out from Chen Xiong and Hu Minghua's office.

Ha ha ha! What a steal—this was effortless. That idiot just strolled off with 4 million.

Chen Xiong boasted, We'll pocket at least 2-3 million from this. Monthly targets are no longer a concern!

Hu Minghua propped himself against the desk, chuckling, Boss, he agreed to the contract without a fight. What if there's something wrong with the property?

Clutching the deed, Chen Xiong grinned, It's genuine, no problems. If the house belongs to him, he's trapped.

Armed with the deed and the 7 million IOU, they had plenty of tricks to claim that property.

Beyond that, additional tactics existed to drain Zhang Yi entirely.

Chen Xiong took a refined sip of his coffee.

In the worst case, we'll reach out to international groups and check if he's got organs worth harvesting.

We always come out ahead!

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Zhang Yi stepped away from the loan office, smiling widely.

He cast a contemptuous glance back at the structure.

They're incredibly giving, handing over cash for nothing.

Henceforth, Zhang Yi intended to cut all ties with Chen Xiong and Hu Minghua.

More probably, they'd succumb to the deadly cold wave striking a month from now.

Zhang Yi now held roughly 9 million yuan.

Sufficient for his upcoming schemes.

After all, future buys could leverage advance payments.

That 9 million equated to the buying power of dozens of millions!

No further funds were essential; though if pressed, he'd gladly tap into assorted online lenders.

Zhang Yi headed by car to the esteemed Zhanlong Security Company in Tianhai City.

Zhanlong ranked among China's premier security firms, catering to tycoons and stars.

Occasionally, officials enlisted them for safeguarding.

Zhang Yi selected them due to whispers from his past life: Zhanlong had crafted a billion-yuan elite safe house for Jiangnan Province's richest successor!

That successor, heir to a property empire, endured the end times in luxury, courtesy of Zhanlong's creation.

Upon reaching Zhanlong, Zhang Yi described his requirements to the front desk.

A business team member soon guided him to a waiting area.

The receptionist offered him a cup of freshly made coffee.

Moments later, a robust man with a buzzed haircut stepped inside.

Dressed in a dark suit, he projected the vibe of a polished tough guy.

One might fear his attire could split under his bulked-up physique.

Yet this type reassured customers.

Hello, sir. I'm Wu Huairen, the business manager. How may we serve you?

Wu Huairen took a seat next to Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi drank from his coffee and stated, I require a safe house built for me.

One capable of surviving the apocalypse, with maximum protection.

Wu Huairen's face grew solemn at these words.

To most, the idea might seem ridiculous.

But Zhanlong treated it seriously.

The elite and influential dreaded dying above all.

Long ago, foreign billionaires poured fortunes into doomsday bunkers.

Lately, affluent folks globally pursued the same.

Some truly dreaded massive catastrophes.

Others, burdened by foes, craved added safeguards.

Zhanlong developed end-of-world havens to tap this niche.

Wu Huairen grew more polite, recognizing Zhang Yi's call for an apocalypse-level refuge.

Big contracts like this surfaced seldom each year.

Mr. Zhang, Zhanlong stands as a global leader in security. We can absolutely satisfy your demands.

Zhang Yi promptly inquired, Can you modify a room on the 24th floor if that's what I want?

Wu Huairen deemed the ask unusual. Usually, these setups were isolated villas or buried vaults.

Rarely did the rich opt for high-rise apartment conversions.

Nevertheless, Zhanlong prioritized client satisfaction.

Wu Huairen assured him boldly, Of course! As the world's finest security outfit.

Our expertise guarantees we can deliver exactly that.

This response pleased Zhang Yi.

In that case, he'd transform his residence into a fortress!

He preferred remaining to observe the downfall of his past tormentors.

Wu Huairen passed Zhang Yi a tablet device.

We tailor our offerings. Browse the options here, complete with pricing details.

In this tech-driven era, dealings flowed smoothly.

Zhang Yi accepted the tablet and scrutinized the listings thoroughly.

Zhanlong's professionalism shone through.

With sufficient budget, they accommodated every wish.

From excavating 100-meter-deep underground lairs to erecting submerged sanctuaries.

Still, such endeavors proved too time-intensive for Zhang Yi, limited to a single month's window.