Wang Guo looked troubled. "This… actually… this… how to put it…"
Ming Zhitian said, "It's alright, Wang Guo. We are brothers. Speak your mind."
Wang Guo said, "Brother Zhitian, do you need it urgently? As things stand, although we are the top family in Miaohai City, we desperately need startup capital to operate. If we don't have enough startup funds for circulation, the entire Wang Group will fall into paralysis. Not only that, but the economy of Miaohai City will also fall into a predicament. People will go hungry then. Do you understand?"
"Ten billion, is that enough? That's all I can muster."
Ming Zhitian said, "Not enough."
"Three months, Brother Zhitian, can you wait for me for three months? Once the business turns around, I'll profit and get the money. Then…"
Ming Zhitian interrupted, "I can't wait that long. Alright, I understand. That's all for now. You can get back to work."
Wang Guo nodded. "Oh, okay. Keep in touch."
Ming Zhitian nodded. "Mhm, keep in touch."
After hanging up, Luo She Li Si revealed a greedy look. "How is it? Is the money ready?"
Ming Zhitian put his phone back in his pocket. "No money."
"What?" Luo She Li Si was displeased. "No, Mr. Ming, what do you mean?"
Ming Zhitian said, "Can't you take half of the fifty billion out?"
Luo She Li Si quickly clutched the bank card in his pocket. "No, impossible! This is what I deserve. If you can come up with more, I can smooth things over with various connections."
Ming Zhitian thought for a moment. "How about this? I don't have the money. You are currently at the mid-stage of Great Zhou Tian. I'll let you break through to the late stage of Great Zhou Tian. How about it?"
"What? What Tian?" Luo She Li Si looked bewildered.
Ming Zhitian explained simply, "I can, within a day, promote you to beyond the peak of Martial God. Understand?"
Luo She Li Si's interest was immediately piqued. As martial artists, the peak of Martial God was the highest realm they aspired to in their lifetime. Beyond the peak of Martial God? That was even more unimaginable.
Luo She Li Si asked tentatively, "Beyond Martial God? Is that possible?"
Ming Zhitian smiled faintly. "Let me ask you, can you beat me?"
Luo She Li Si clenched his fist, but then loosened it. He truly couldn't win, and shook his head.
Ming Zhitian said, "Then what are you waiting for?"
Luo She Li Si said excitedly, "I don't believe you, but if you can truly advance me within a day, I am willing to become your disciple."
Ming Zhitian smiled and waved his hand. "You? Want to be my disciple? You are not worthy."
"You!" Luo She Li Si swallowed his anger.
After arranging a luxurious high-class residence for Ming Zhitian, Luo She Li Si left.
After dinner, there was a knock on the door. A female officer in military uniform said, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Ming? Officer Luo She requests your presence."
Ming Zhitian opened the door and saw a graceful woman with a military bearing standing at the door, wearing a cap and boots, her posture upright.
Ming Zhitian thought to himself, "I didn't expect this loser to have such a high status in Ice Country."
"What is your name?"
The female officer replied, "Xia Wei."
Ming Zhitian looked her up and down, confirming she had no hostile intent. "Xia Wei, lead the way."
Xia Wei, with her captivating eagle eyes, nodded. "Yes, Mr. Ming. Mr. Ming, please."
They got into an old black antique car and sped through the snow, the tires clearly designed for snow, allowing them to travel unimpeded.
The night scenery was enchanting: a vast expanse of snow, and rows of warm lights along the roadside melting the snowflakes again and again.
Ice roads, ice houses, ice carts, glaciers, ice boats, even the air was frozen. It truly lived up to its name as the country of ice.