The Amazing Son-in-Law, Chapters 971-975
Chapter 971
Harry, one of the men following him, was present. Charlie Wade curiously asked, “Why is Harry with you, Jeff?”
Jeff smiled. “He’s one of my assistants.” Turning to Charlie, he offered, “Come work for me. No experience needed; just chores, serving tea and water. You’re good at serving people, after all. Three thousand a month—what do you say?”
Charlie smiled. “That’s too much. I won’t go.”
Jeff nodded triumphantly. “This isn’t a game. You’ll make a lot of money eventually. Look at Harry—without me, he’d be starving. So, are you interested? One word from me, and you can start tomorrow!”
Harry’s face flushed, but he remained silent.
Charlie shook his head. “Thanks, but I’m used to my current lifestyle.”
Jeff’s face darkened. “You’re taking my kindness for granted! I’m offering you a job, and that’s your response?”
Mrs. Lewis intervened, “Stop arguing! This is supposed to be a friendly gathering. Let’s not ruin the meal by fighting.”
Jeff complained, “Auntie Lewis, I genuinely want to help Charlie. I rarely offer such opportunities. If he humbles himself and joins me, I’ll ensure he makes good money.” He then addressed the group, “We’ve known each other since childhood, so I’ll be honest. I’m a director at a White Group fund company. You’ve all heard of the White Group. We make money fast—sometimes a hundred thousand dollars becomes hundreds of thousands overnight, even doubling in a month. I have inside information, but I never share it. I only offered this to Charlie out of pity.”
Someone immediately asked, “Jeff, you’re really in funds? Can you share any inside information?”
Jeff nodded. “I do have inside information, and I’ve made money from it. Otherwise, I couldn’t afford a Mercedes-Benz.” He added, “Actually, I have more than one car. I have a more understated one.”
“What car?”
Jeff grinned. “A Volkswagen Phaeton.” He pulled out the car keys, placing them on the table. “See the Volkswagen logo? People mistake it for a Passat. That's why I bought it—it's low-key!”
(Jeff’s inner thoughts: My heart is bleeding. I didn't see the Phaeton's English lettering clearly and mistook it for a Passat. Now it's totaled, and I don't know how to fix it.)
Chapter 972
His earlier story was entirely fabricated. He'd totaled his Phaeton, mistaking it for a Passat due to poor visibility of the markings. The damage was significant, costing millions. His current strategy was his only hope.
“No way! It’s really a Phaeton?!” A young man identified the keys, spotting the “W12” marking. “That’s the most expensive model, over two million! The ultimate understated luxury car! You bought a Phaeton?!”
Jeff’s associates looked uncomfortable. They hadn’t expected him to use the accident to embellish his story, but they dared not expose him.
Jeff said nonchalantly, “We’re all low-key in the fund business. It’s too profitable. Many people try to get in on our inside information.”
“What Phaeton model did you buy?”
Jeff boasted, “A W12, twelve-cylinder engine.”
“Wow! That’s the top-of-the-line Phaeton! Hundreds of thousands of dollars!”
Jeff waved dismissively. “It’s nothing.” He continued, “I was being modest about my income. We usually manage twelve funds a month. Each can bring hundreds of thousands, or more.”
Someone asked, “Jeff, we’ve known each other for years. Can you help? I need 300,000 for my wedding, and I only have a hundred thousand saved.”
Charlie recognized the man as William, a fellow orphan.
Jeff's eyes lit up, sensing an opportunity. “Funds require leverage. Your hundred thousand is too little.”
William pleaded, “Jeff, that’s all I have… I’m an orphan, unskilled, poorly educated. I do hard labor, struggling to even afford a wedding… Please help me!”
Jeff feigned difficulty. “Brother, to play funds, you need capital. Your hundred thousand isn't enough. I can’t involve you. I’m sorry.”
Chapter 973
William's rejection was deliberate. Jeff was a sales director for a fraudulent fund, akin to a predatory loan shark scheme. His job was to lure unwitting investors. These funds never made money; any investment was a guaranteed loss. Charlie’s mother-in-law had been a victim. Jeff's plan wasn't to get them to invest in the fund directly, but to trick them into giving him money, pretending to invest it for them to save himself.
William was distraught. He'd hoped Jeff could help him, but lacked sufficient capital. He begged, “Please, help me! My girlfriend left me!”
Jeff continued his act. “Brother, your capital is too small!” Then, his eyes brightened. “I have an idea.”
“What?”
“I know people who do online loans. You could borrow hundreds of thousands from multiple platforms. Add your savings, and you’ll have enough to double your money in a week!”
William was elated. “Jeff, tell me how!”
Jeff smiled. “I’ll send you some loan app links later.”
William was overjoyed. “Jeff, you’re my savior!” Desperate, he pinned all his hope on Jeff.
Jeff planned to exploit this. He'd let William borrow hundreds of thousands, combining it with William's existing savings. He wouldn't worry about William's later problems; he deserved it for his naivety.
Other orphans, hearing about doubling their money, were also tempted.
Jeff explained, “As long as you have capital, we can work together. If not, borrow from online lenders, like borrowing money to lay eggs!”
Chapter 974
“Jeff, TV has exposed many high-interest online loan platforms. Their interest rates are terrifying!” Mrs. Lewis worried.
Jeff quickly countered, “Mrs. Lewis, those are different. My friends run legitimate platforms with reasonable interest rates, negligible compared to fund returns. Usually I wouldn’t do this, but I can't bear to watch my friends from the orphanage remain poor.”
William urged, “Jeff, just send me those loan apps! I'll borrow the money immediately and give it to you!”
Charlie Wade, who had been quiet, asked, “Jeff, you said you work for a White family company. As far as I know, the White family isn’t in the fund business.”
Jeff’s face fell. “Charlie Wade, the White family’s business is vast. They’re involved in everything. Do you understand?”
Charlie smiled. “What’s your company’s name?”
Jeff blurted out, “Harley Insurance Fund Investment and Wealth Management Company.” He produced his business card: Investment Director.
Charlie recognized the name – the company that scammed his mother-in-law! The boss was Harley Feld, backed by Don Albertt.
He realized Jeff worked for the very company he’d helped his mother-in-law fight.
He looked at Jeff with interest. “Your boss is Harley Feld, right? He’s not part of the White family! Are you lying?”
Jeff panicked.
William angrily confronted Charlie, “What do you mean? Jeff is trying to help us make money. Why question him?”
Charlie sneered inwardly. Let William make his own choices.
He changed the subject. “Let’s discuss investments privately later. Let’s order some food for Mrs. Lewis.”
Chapter 975
Charlie wasn't cruel but wouldn't force help on those who couldn't appreciate it. Let them learn their lesson.
He said, “Let’s discuss investments later. Let’s order some food for Mrs. Lewis.”
Jeff eagerly offered to order, selecting only the most expensive items, starting with a premium abalone costing 1888 dollars per person.
William gasped, “Jeff, this is too expensive! Over 20,000 dollars! We can’t afford it!” Jeff had offered to pay half; the rest would be split among the others. This was expensive even for half.
Jeff looked at William with disdain. “No wonder your future mother-in-law is demanding! You’re even scared to order food! What if this were your mother-in-law? What would she think of you?!”
William stammered, “Jeff, I only have a hundred dollars a week. I drink cold water and eat steamed buns…”
Jeff scoffed. “No wonder you’re poor. You’ll never make money with that mentality! Money is meant to be spent!”
William was silenced. He couldn’t afford to defy Jeff, his only hope. The others, too, felt it was extravagant, but after hearing William's remarks, were too embarrassed to complain. Jeff ordered a five-pound lobster (688 dollars per pound).