"Mr. Lin Qi, how do you think we should arrange the work going forward..."
The Vice Chairman looked to be in his fifties. He had once served as a bank president, but later left the bank and joined a casino in Slem.
Slem's Nine Great Casinos filled their pockets with money every day using shipping containers. With operations on that scale, things simply wouldn't work without professionals!
Besides, casinos also had lending businesses. If they didn't handle those businesses, the banks would.
Either way, someone was going to make money—and quite a lot of it at that. There was no reason to hand those profits over to the banks.
That was why the major casinos all had services resembling financial businesses. This former bank president had been invited over to take charge of that side of things.
Compared with ordinary bank loans, casino loans were undoubtedly more convenient and faster. As long as you had real estate, they could issue the funds quickly, absolutely without delaying your return to the card tables.
The banks' slogan was, "We'll satisfy all your needs in as little as three minutes." As long as you dared to sign, they dared to give you money.
As far as the casinos were concerned, they weren't afraid of people defaulting at all.
Especially when it came to people with real estate. If they refused to sign over the title to their property to the casino when they could no longer repay the loan,
then they would suffer horribly. For these debtors, refusing to sign meant they would begin enduring all kinds of torture.
Even people who had received professional training in resisting interrogation couldn't withstand such inhuman torture, let alone ordinary people!
Those who defaulted had only two possible outcomes: repay the money or die.
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