Chapter 54 The Wu Family's Jade

Wu Peng invited Peter to the Great World amusement park, told him he was going to take his friend there, and even borrowed Peter's car.

"Brother, are you really going to manufacture washing machines?"

Wu Peng nodded.

The man with the slicked-back hair looked dejected. He was still taking orders and assembling this and that for people, while Wu Peng was already about to produce his own products. Wu Peng was about to walk ahead of him.

Should he give up assembly work and focus on R&D to develop his own products? But he can't bear to give up this lucrative business. Should he open another factory and pursue a two-pronged approach? He also wants to get into the jewelry and jade business; it's incredibly profitable. He even hired jewelry designers from abroad. He wants to invest all his money in it.

Well, it's a choice between two equally desirable things; he knows how to choose.

Counting down the days, Wu Peng borrowed the car from Da Beitou a day in advance.

Wu Peng started getting ready early in the morning, and when it was almost time, he went to the train station to pick up the person.

Shen Jiao and Yao Fanghua got out of the car one after the other.

Wu Peng was waiting at the exit early on, watching everyone who came out.

Before I could even feel happy to see Yao Fanghua in the crowd, a flash of green light appeared in the sunlight.

He abruptly turned his gaze toward the patch of green.

It was this jade pendant, one he recognized—the Wu family's jade pendant. His grandmother had liked it very much, and it was later given to his mother.

Wu Peng stared intently at the jade pendant, and looking up, he saw Shen Jiao's face.

Wu Peng's face was contorted, and the ruthlessness in his eyes lingered.

It really is the Shen family. It seems like everything that was publicly known about theirs has ended up in their possession.

Ha, they really have nothing to fear. Do they really think what they did a few years ago is just a thing of the past? Wearing it so openly.

Wu Peng had recovered and waved to Yao Fanghua. Wang Huaizhi was also standing not far behind Yao Fanghua.

Shen Jiao found it somewhat amusing, her contempt undisguised. She glanced at Wu Peng, then at Yao Fanghua, thinking, "Sure enough, a poor couple is a poor couple: Is this your friend from last time?" Wang Huaizhi said he was a junk collector, ha.

Yao Fanghua ignored her. Someone like Shen Jiao really deserved to be re-educated by the poor and lower-middle peasants so that she could deeply experience the coldness and warmth of human relationships.

Yao Fanghua handed the luggage to Wu Peng. The group walked out, and Shen Jiao's expression changed when she saw Wu Peng's car parked by the roadside. However, she quickly calmed down. It was just a car, and this scrap collector was just a driver. Shen Jiao concluded that Wu Peng was just a driver, and a driver who was using a company car for personal purposes to maintain a facade of integrity.

Wu Peng put Yao Fanghua and Wang Huaizhi's luggage into the trunk.

Yao Fanghua invited Director Geng and Yang Qing to join her. The two thanked her profusely, put their luggage in the trunk, and squeezed into the back seat with Wang Huaizhi. They had been discussing how to get to the hotel on the train; now it was much easier.

The rest of Shen Jiao and her group, especially Shen Jiao, gritted their teeth and watched the car disappear into the dust.

After getting in the car, Wu Peng greeted everyone, not forgetting to hand out business cards to Director Geng and Yang Qing. "Which hotel did you book?"

"Yingbin Hotel." Wang Huaizhi was secretly touching the car under him. It was leather; he could tell from the touch that his brother had really made it big.

Wu Peng increased the car's speed.

"Xiao Yao, is this your boyfriend? He's young, promising, and handsome." No wonder the nephew that Director Yu introduced never came to fruition. Geng Youliang carefully examined the business card and put it away.

Yang Qing was young and ambitious, and he was somewhat resentful. He thought, "Who isn't young and promising?"

After taking Wang Huaizhi and the other two to the hotel, Wu Peng took Yao Fanghua to the workshop. There were rooms on the second floor of the workshop, and Wu Peng and Yang Liu stayed there.

Halfway there, Wu Peng stopped the car and went to a phone booth to make a call.

Yang Liu received a phone call, threw away his cigarette, prepared a few things, and immediately went out.

He went into the restroom, put on a wig, applied bright red lipstick, and wore sunglasses. He then bought a bright red shawl and went to wait outside the Yingbin Hotel.

A group of people came into view, and soon he locked onto Shen Jiao.

Yang Liu walked towards her and bumped hard into Shen Jiao, who was carrying her luggage.

Shen Jiao was knocked backward by the impact, and Yang Liu grabbed the jade that flew off her neck. With a flash of light, he cut the chain.

In the blink of an eye, before Shen Jiao's scream from the impact had even subsided, she saw a dagger hurtling towards her neck, terrifying her to the point of utter panic.

By the time she screamed, Yang Liu had already disappeared into the distance.

Yang Liu went back into the latrine, threw his shawl, wig, and sunglasses into the latrine, and then returned to the workshop.

Wu Peng was showing Yao Fanghua around the workshop when they saw Yang Liu return and exchanged a glance.

Yang Liu smiled and came over to greet Yao Fanghua, handing her a pack of cigarettes. "Brother, here are the cigarettes you wanted."

Wu Peng took the cigarette, put it in his pocket, and continued to show Yao Fanghua the workshop.

Yao Fanghua: "Smoke less."

Wu Peng nodded haphazardly, "I know, I know."

The two returned to the office, where Wu Peng handed the latest account books to Yao Fanghua.

"Are you really planning to sell it?" Yao Fanghua took out the painting.

"It depends. I'll take it to the port city for appraisal to see how much it's worth."

I'll be leaving soon. If not, you can stay here; there are spare rooms available.

Yao Fanghua shook her head, "We have group activities these days, so it's inconvenient to stay here. We'll talk about it again in the last two or three days when we have free time."

Among the group, only she and Shen Jiao were women. Thinking that she would be sharing a room with Shen Jiao, Yao Fanghua handed the gold ingots and two bracelets to Wu Peng, saying, "You can keep these for now." The two bracelets were the two lowest quality ones that Yao Fanghua had picked out.

Whether it was the jade pendant that spurred him on, Wu Peng now sees jade and feels like it belongs to his own family.

"Where did this come from?" Wu Peng asked, feeling the jade bracelet. Back in the day, his family owned countless boxes of jade bracelets. He recalled a time when he was a child, entering the family storeroom. His grandfather held his hand, opening each box and pointing out the different ones to him. As a young child, he didn't understand much, picking up and putting down the bracelets randomly, only remembering the ones his grandfather emphasized.

Yao Fanghua leaned closer to Wu Peng, covering her mouth with one hand, "Would you believe me if I said it was dug up from the mountains?"

Wu Peng also covered his mouth with one hand, "Which mountain? Are there any more? Why don't you just say they were fished out of the sea?"

Yao Fanghua shrugged: "I can't swim."

Wu Peng: ...

"Ahem, enough with the jokes. Seriously though, there really are people who bury treasures in the mountains, and you might not believe it." I've heard about this kind of thing when I went to the countryside, and there's one of Wu Peng's pictures, the one with the bridge, and the key point is the mountain in the background.

What's with those sketches you've been keeping hidden away?

Wu Peng's heart skipped a beat, but he said nonchalantly, "What's going on? They're just a few ordinary sketches."

Yao Fanghua was suspicious. Did he really not know?

"Those pictures were also left to you by your grandfather?"

Wu Peng nodded.

"Your Wu family ancestors were quite wealthy, don't you have any doubts? Do you really think those drawings were just casually sketched?"

What does that mean?! Wu Peng sat up straight and got up to close the office door.

He turned around, rushed to Yao Fanghua's side, and stared at her with a mixture of surprise and delight. "You can figure it out?"

If you can find something in any of these pictures, that's the key to his success and growth.