Su Jianguo nodded and patted Lao Li on the shoulder.

"Thank you for your hard work. Today we're going to Baoding city."

Director Liu is quite good at dealing with people; he knows how to help someone to the end and see things through to the end.

Yesterday, after dropping Su Jianguo and the others off in Baoding, the truck went back.

Only the jeep was kept, and a full-time driver was assigned to it.

The jeep bumped and jolted along the country dirt road.

Su Jianguo gazed at the fields flashing past the window, his eyes resolute.

Last night's conversation with Village Chief Zhang made him determined.

We must seek justice for my mother-in-law and completely eliminate this cancerous tumor in the Song family.

"Mr. Su, where in the city shall we go?"

Old Li asked as he drove.

"Find a place where we can hire a large number of workers."

Su Jianguo said in a deep voice.

"I heard that many factories are not doing well these days, and the workers are taking on side jobs?"

Old Li's eyes lit up.

"You've come to the right person! My cousin works as a temporary worker in Baoding, and he says there are hundreds of people looking for work every day at the entrance of the Hongqi Market, doing all sorts of jobs."

"Then let's go to Hongqi Market."

A glint of light flashed in Su Jianguo's eyes.

Two hours later, the jeep entered the city of Baoding.

Unlike the tranquility of the countryside, the city has become bustling.

The sounds of bicycle bells and vendors' shouts filled the air as state-run shops along the streets gradually opened for business.

"The Hongqi Market is just around the corner."

Old Li pointed ahead and said.

Before even reaching the market entrance, Su Jianguo saw a dense crowd of people on the roadside.

Hundreds of workers stood or squatted, each holding a small sign with the words "bricklayer," "carpenter," and "electrician" written crookedly on it.

Some people even displayed their tools at their feet, such as hammers and saws.

Wow, so many people!

Old Li exclaimed in amazement.

As soon as the jeep stopped by the roadside, sharp-eyed workers swarmed around it, instantly surrounding the vehicle.

"Boss! Pick me! I have twenty years of experience as a bricklayer!"

"I can do plastering, it only costs three yuan a day!"

"Electrician! Professional electrician! Certified!"

"Drain cleaning, satisfaction guaranteed!"

A cacophony of shouts rose and fell, dozens of hands pounded on the car windows, and workers pressed their anxious faces against the glass.

Su Jianguo had never seen anything like this before, but he quickly calmed down and rolled down the car window.

"I need twenty workers, skilled enough to travel long distances."

Su Jianguo's loud voice immediately silenced the scene.

"The pay is five yuan a day, including food and lodging. The work period is about a week, but you have to follow the rules. If you violate the rules even slightly, half of your wages will be deducted."

This price was nearly double the market price, and the workers immediately became excited, pushing and shoving even harder to get ahead.

"I! Pick me!"

"Boss, I can do anything!"

"I'm strong, I can do any kind of work!"

Su Jianguo's eyes were sharp as he searched for a suitable candidate in the crowd.

Su Jianguo quickly selected twenty workers.

These workers were nothing special; they had only one requirement.

That is, everyone is physically strong, with broad shoulders and thick waists, and all are over 1.75 meters tall, making them quite intimidating when they stand together.

Su Jianguo stood in the open space of Hongqi Market, squinting as he sized up the twenty burly men he had carefully selected.

The sunlight shone directly down, illuminating their faces and revealing their simple and honest expressions.

They stood crookedly, some scratching their heads, some rubbing their hands. Although they were indeed burly, they didn't seem to meet Su Jianguo's expectations at all.

"No, this won't do."

Su Jianguo muttered to himself, his brows furrowed.

What he needed was a team that could intimidate the Song family's thugs and hooligans, not a group of honest, hardworking farmers.

"Boss, when would you like to start work?"

A burly man with a full beard rubbed his hands together and asked, a fawning smile plastered on his face.

Su Jianguo shook his head. How could this attitude be acceptable?

The Song family could see through these people's true nature at a glance.

He had to find a way to make these people look more intimidating.

"You all wait here, don't go anywhere."

Su Jianguo spoke to the workers, then turned and walked toward the jeep.

"Old Li, drive, let's go to the city."

Without saying a word, Old Li started the car, and the jeep sped away on the dusty dirt road, leaving twenty workers standing there looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Where has the boss been?"

Someone muttered to themselves.

"Who knows? Anyway, it's five yuan a day, so I'll just wait if they tell me to."

Su Jianguo sat in the passenger seat, tapping his knee repeatedly with his fingers.

He needed a way, a way to instantly transform these ordinary workers into someone imposing and powerful.

"Boss Su, where are we going?"

"Old Li couldn't help but ask."

"Photo studio."

Su Jianguo gave a brief reply.

"Find a large photo studio that can take wedding photos."

Although Old Li was completely confused, he still followed Su Jianguo's instructions and started wandering around the city of Baoding.

The first photo studio wasn't very big. Su Jianguo went in and came out less than five minutes later, looking rather unwell.

"They're too small, we don't have enough clothes."

He muttered to himself and then told Old Li to drive to the next place.

So they went to four photo studios in a row, with Su Jianguo always rushing in and out quickly, until the fifth one.

"Jinxiu Photo Studio" is a long-established business with a spacious storefront.

Su Jianguo stayed inside for a full half hour this time.

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