He has indeed made a lot of money over the past few years because of these things.

Especially after getting to know Fang Shao and his group, he helped them with many things, and now he has several hundred thousand yuan in his hands.

He thought of his senior classmates again.

His senior brothers were too proud to take on such matters. But who doesn't live for fame and fortune? They could endure a life of hardship, but he couldn't.

However, he did not do anything immoral, so even if he were discovered, his fellow disciples could not accuse him of anything.

Fang Yu continued.

"We have a shipment to be shipped tomorrow. Can you help us calculate whether it's auspicious or inauspicious?"

Hearing Fang Yu's words, he asked a few more questions. After receiving the answers, he immediately started calculating.

"Although there were some twists and turns, it ultimately turned out well..."

Hearing this, Fang Yu was overjoyed.

In the past few months, his people have shipped out a lot of goods in many batches.

They haven't dared to ship in large batches like before, fearing a single inspection would result in huge losses. Now they ship in small, frequent batches. Although it's more troublesome, the accumulated profits from multiple shipments are much greater.

Moreover, his subordinates are handling these matters; he only needs to give instructions.

The people under my command have been carefully selected and screened, and there haven't been any problems with shipments in the past few months.

His initial goal was to control everything in the underworld and make everyone obey him. Later, he realized that things weren't as he imagined; there were many things he still needed those people to do.

However, some people were completely oblivious and didn't give him any face.

Over the years, Fang Yu has been arrogant and domineering in Beijing's social circles. He believes that wherever he goes, everyone else must listen to him. In recent years, he has been very powerful in the antique circle on the surface, but in private, many people do not listen to him. However, there are some people who outwardly flatter Fang Yu but secretly hate him to the core.

Everyone was making their own money, but Fang Yu wanted to act like the boss, giving orders and telling people what to do.

That's overreaching.

So when problems arose the previous times, these people secretly helped out. They knew that it was impossible for them to directly defeat Fang Yu, but they could make Fang Yu suffer heavy losses and pay a large sum of money.

This will also let Fang Yu know that he is not the one who calls the shots in this world.

They each do their own business and make their own money. If anyone tries to ruin their path to making money, they will fight tooth and nail to make sure they get away with it.

Fang Yu now understands, but he also realizes that he can't handle such a large market all by himself. Moreover, these people are divided into southern and northern factions, and there are many other sects involved; these are all inherited traditions, and he can't simply do whatever he wants with them.

On one occasion, he even encountered danger and was almost killed.

He was seething with hatred inside, but outwardly he still sent someone to deliver a message: from now on, everyone should go their own way...

In fact, he harbored a grudge against these people and was looking for ways to get revenge.

A few months ago, he orchestrated two groups of people, causing them to suffer heavy losses.

However, they were unable to completely wipe them out.

"This thousand yuan is for your tea, Master."

The master accepted it with a smile and then exchanged a few more words with Fang Yu.

In a courtyard a few miles from here.

The old man sat in the yard, listening to the parrot talk.

"May you be wealthy, have good fortune, be kind, and be a good person..."

The old man took a sip of tea.