Global Lords: I Have Information System

Chapter 611 415: Zong Shen Savings Bank, Business Partners

Seeing Master Mars with a thoughtful expression.

Zong Shen suddenly laughed heartily.

"Haha, no need to worry, Master Mars."

"I actually have a good solution."

Upon hearing this, Master Mars couldn't help but look up, with a puzzled expression.

"What good solution does Lord Zong have?"

Zong Shen didn't hesitate, gently tapping the table with two knuckles.

"The solution is simple, which is to deposit it here with me."

"Here we have a total of 599,663 Mainland Continent Universal Dinars."

"Deposit it with me, and I will pay you 0.5% interest per month."

"Moreover, this interest can accumulate, and every year it will appreciate by more than 6%."

Upon hearing this, Master Mars's expression became even more suspicious.

He naturally understood the term 'interest', a term often associated with lending organizations.

Additionally, Black-hearted Goblins often use this term.

This world doesn't have a perfect financial system.

So Mars couldn't understand the concept of 'interest from savings'.

Of course, he could understand the concept of more than 6% appreciation.

That means as long as this Dinar is stored for a year, it will yield around 36,000 Dinars.

"Lord Zong, how is this money stored?"

Although a bit skeptical, Mars didn't outright reject it.

He was still very respectful towards Zong Shen.

With a slight smile on his face, Zong Shen remained unperturbed.

It was expected that Master Mars might be suspicious.

Even with 65 points of affinity, it couldn't make Master Mars completely trust him.

Concepts like earning interest from savings, common on Earth.

Are quite novel to Master Mars.

There are many swindlers in this world.

Master Mars is inevitably cautious about such super-concept ideas.

Zong Shen crossed his arms on the table, slightly leaning towards Master Mars.

The smile on his face slightly diminished, showing a serious expression.

"You deposit this money with me, I'll use it for investment."

"And the interest is the return I give you."

Seeing Zong Shen's demeanor.

Master Mars couldn't help but adjust himself, sitting upright.

"Since it's an investment, there is a possibility of losing money."

"If your investment fails, then my money..."

He expressed his biggest concern.

"Don't worry, Master Mars."

"I will provide a safety net for you."

"No matter if my investment loses or earns, it won't affect your principal and interest."

"I have the capability."

Zong Shen slowly said, suddenly raising a hand.

"Whoosh..."

Starting to pour Dinars on the long table.

The long table in the Lord's Small Tower is quite spacious.

Master Mars just watched as a small mound formed from the Dinars on the table.

Everything before him had a visually stunning impact.

Real money flowed like water.

Zong Shen's casual display made the contrast even stronger.

In just twenty to thirty seconds, Zong Shen spilled over a million Dinars onto the table.

"Lord Zong, I am willing to deposit money with you."

"But I need to sign a contract."

"And I only plan to deposit five hundred thousand Dinars with you."

"Also, the interest needs to be settled monthly."

"The remaining ninety thousand Dinars, I'll take back with me, just enough for building funds for the pasture."

Master Mars side-eyed and glanced at Marie sitting in the living room.

Ultimately, he decided to trust Zong Shen.

After all, he even entrusted his daughter here.

Upon hearing this, Zong Shen grinned.

Reached out to slowly store the Dinars on the table into the Storage Grid.

While taking away fifty thousand Dinars from those two barrels.

"It's a wise decision."

"A contract is essential."

"Before drafting the contract, we can discuss the pasture matters further."

Zong Shen first stored away the Dinars, his movements so swift that Master Mars couldn't react in time.

Hearing that he mentioned the pasture again, Master Mars scratched his head awkwardly.

"Lord Zong..."

"Hasn't the pasture matter been clarified?"

He thought Zong Shen wanted to retract.

Because previously, he saw Zong Shen as a skilled but young man without money.

Now it was different, Zong Shen's imposing figure of spending a million freely had earned his respect.

For people with such wealth, a large pasture is nothing.

Breeding on his own would only require starting funds of fifty-six thousand Dinars and buying a couple of hundred grassland cattle.

Breeding for four to five years should be enough for a large pasture.

If you go for a more straightforward approach, just drop tens of thousands of Dinars.

And hit the ground running, having the first generation of selected breeds ready for sale.

Seeing Master Mars's timid demeanor, Zong Shen gently shook his head.

"Let's change our cooperation approach."

"I don't need you to pay landlord taxes for this."

"I'll fund the pasture investments fully."

"Master Mars, you only need to contribute manpower and time."

"Sales, breeding, and deep processing will be your responsibilities."

"As for profit distribution, I will take fifty percent."

"The first batch of capital investment should sustain until the first generation grassland cattle are ready for sale."

"Subsequent maintenance funds and breeding costs will be deducted from the profits."

Zong Shen articulated his thoughts.

In short, he would provide land, maintain pasture security, and fund the initial investment.