Standing on the main street, Chen Mo saw countless advertising signs lining the entire road at a glance, with companies and shops packed side by side. Since this was a financial district, there were also huge crowds, making it feel shoulder-to-shoulder even in broad daylight.
There were many financial assistance companies on this street similar in nature to the one Chen Mo had visited, all offering roughly the same services. Of the people passing outside, if he turned his head and tossed a brick, nine out of ten would be here for loans, while the remaining one would be negotiating a repayment extension.
Though that was somewhat exaggerated, such lending had flourished after the financial sector opened up.
Across the entire street, whether they were legitimate lending companies or somewhat less legitimate ones, their advertising was excellent. And because of the management system, both legitimate and illegitimate businesses had room to survive.
After sweeping the area with his Spiritual Sense, Chen Mo found that the situation was even better than he had imagined. Those illegitimate companies in particular delighted him even more! The less legitimate a lending company was, the more abundant its cash flow tended to be.
Such companies seemed to thrive on cash flow. Anyone who could borrow elsewhere would certainly have no problem borrowing from them. Even those others dared not lend to, fearing they could not repay, could still borrow here.
As long as someone had an ID and provided basic information, they could obtain a loan according to their actual needs.
Therefore, these companies had more than enough money on hand—an absolutely ample supply.
With that in mind, Chen Mo chuckled and stopped wasting time. He stormed in, knocked everyone unconscious one by one, then transferred all the money from the safes into the Inside