Rebirth: I Became a Financial Tycoon

A heavy hangover sent Li Cheng back to 1999. Facing people who were both familiar and unfamiliar, Li Cheng was indeed excited. "This is time reversal, my youth is back!"

Li Cheng deci...

Chapter 238 A Fish

Li Cheng knew from his previous visits that the cell phone signal here was not good. The signal was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, so when he called, sometimes he could get through and sometimes he couldn't.

But Li Cheng found that texting was not affected at all. He had just sent text messages when he contacted Ai Yi.

The call to the mustache man was indeed not connected. He knew that the call was not connected, but he pretended that it was connected and even said a lot of nonsense on the phone.

Now that Li Cheng had exposed him, he was a little surprised and even a little angry.

Looking at his men being stepped on by Li Cheng, the man with a mustache didn't want to waste any more time talking to Li Cheng. He pointed at Li Cheng, but then took his hand back.

He was afraid that Li Cheng would take the opportunity to grab his fingers again.

"Let him go, we can talk it over."

"Talk nicely, huh?"

The man with a mustache nodded and took a step back to show his sincerity.

Li Cheng glanced at his minions and said, "Let them leave."

The man with the mustache turned around and waved, and the minions left.

Li Cheng raised his foot, and the man on the ground quickly rolled and crawled to the side.

When he stood up, Li Cheng saw a very clear shoe mark on his face and almost laughed out loud.

The man with a small mustache waved at him, and the man limped away.

There was no one around, and some of the onlookers had left. The remaining people were glared at by the man with the mustache and quickly left.

Seeing the little mustache man being so domineering here, Li Cheng thought to himself that he would get rid of you and your men today no matter what.

There are many fishing boats docking at this fishing port every day. The little mustache guy has occupied this place and arbitrarily priced the seafood. The fishermen are the ones who suffer now, and in the end, all the people who eat seafood will suffer.

The people with the mustache charge high port entry fees to trucks and stall fees to fishermen every day, and often force purchases and sales. This is a cancer that has grown out of this place.

There is no other way to deal with something like a cancer except to destroy it.

Now it is no longer a question of whether Xiao Huzi lets Li Cheng go, but whether Li Cheng wants to leave.

So, when the mustache guy said he would let Li Cheng go and that he would not pursue the matter of Li Cheng hitting someone, Li Cheng suddenly couldn't help laughing...

While the two were talking, Li Cheng had been sitting on the mooring pile. The mustache man saw that Li Cheng was not much shorter than him, and when Li Cheng smiled, he looked like he deserved a beating, which made the mustache man even angrier.

You're so shameless! Do you really think I wouldn't dare to touch you?

However, this time the man with the mustache didn't want to reveal his intention directly, but wanted to play a trick on Li Cheng.

He had seen clearly when he was standing on the salt pile just now that the car that had been chasing him so hard that he couldn't breathe had left the port and seemed to have run away.

The person opposite is now alone. If he wants to leave here, he can only take a ride, a truck that comes to transport goods.

There are a lot of people here, so fighting is fine, but if you really beat someone half to death, you will definitely get into trouble.

After thinking about it, Xiao Huzi felt that the most important thing now was to let Li Cheng leave quickly.

As long as Li Cheng leaves here, the mustache boy will have a way to deal with the rest.

Although he was furious, the man with the mustache still put on a smile and said, "How about I give you the fish as a gift? It's my brother's apology to you."

Being so polite and sincere, if Li Cheng continued to be tense, he would appear to be narrow-minded.

So Li Cheng stood up and said "Okay"!

When the man with a mustache heard this, he was overjoyed and quickly asked his men to bring the big fish over.

Li Cheng looked at the big fish and suddenly felt a lot of emotions in his heart!

Is it worth it to go through so much trouble for just one fish?

The answer is yes. Without this fish, Li Cheng would not have known that there was such a group of licensed fishmongers in the port.

"Your car has already left. I'll ask my brother to put the fish in another car for you. I'll find a car for you."

When the man with a mustache saw Li Cheng staring at the big fish, he said this in a flattering manner.

Li Cheng looked at him and asked, "Is this the end?"

The mustache man was stunned. What else do you want? I've given you everything, do you still want me to call you "Grandpa"?

Seeing that the mustache guy didn't understand what he meant, Li Cheng said, "Did you pay for this fish?"

When the man with a mustache heard this, he got angry and thought to himself, what does it have to do with you whether I spend money or not? Just take the fish and leave.

Li Cheng, however, showed no intention of leaving. He looked at the mustache, then at the fish, and said, "This fish is quite valuable. I heard from the buyers that they are willing to pay eight yuan per catty. But I think it's worth ten yuan per catty as well..."

The man with the mustache was almost mad with anger. He thought to himself, I already told you that the fish is for you, why are you telling me whether it is valuable or not?

"It's not easy for fishermen to go out to sea. Their families are also worried and fearful. It's a tough job. If the trade is unfair, they will feel resentful, and no one will be willing to send seafood here in the future."

The mustache boy thought to himself, "I'm not afraid of that." Even though the ocean is so vast, within hundreds of miles, this is the only pier where fishing boats can dock.

If they don't come here, the seafood they catch will have to be thrown back into the sea.

Li Cheng continued, "The most basic principle of trade is fairness. Only fair trade can better promote the development of trade. I know that many people in the city now rely on this place for their livelihoods, and I also know that they are exploited and bullied by some bad guys in order to make a living."

When he said this, Li Cheng was staring at the man with a small mustache's face.

The corners of the mustache man's mouth twitched twice, but he didn't say anything.

Li Cheng snorted and said, "Old Zhao could have sold this fish for a good price, but someone is forcing the sale. What kind of behavior is this? This is the kind of thing only a fishing bully would do."

The man with a mustache suppressed his anger and thought to himself, "No matter how powerful you talk now, I will beat you that hard later."

I originally just wanted to break one of your legs, but now I want to make you lose two front teeth.

The man with a small mustache looked at Li Cheng's face expressionlessly, thinking viciously in his mind.

Li Cheng glanced at his watch and felt that the time was almost up, so he turned around and called out "Uncle Zhao".

This time, Uncle Zhao did not act stupid. He stood on the fishing boat and waved to Li Cheng.

Li Cheng glanced at Uncle Zhao's stall that had been kicked over by Little Moustache, and saw that the beam scale was still there. He said to Little Moustache, "Bring the scale over here."

Although the man with a mustache didn't know what Li Cheng wanted to do, he still obediently took the beam scale in order to let Li Cheng get on the road faster.

"Weigh this big fish and see how much it weighs."

The man with a small mustache couldn't figure out what Li Cheng was trying to do, so he just stood there in a daze holding the beam scale.

"What are you standing there for? Don't you know how to use a scale?" Li Cheng shouted.

The mustache man weighed the fish quickly. After a moment of fussing, he said, "Twelve pounds and eight ounces."

Li Cheng thought the weight was about right, but he really couldn't understand this kind of steelyard with a lump on it, so he nodded and said, "Twelve pounds and eight ounces, let's call it thirteen pounds, so it's easier to calculate."

Settlement of accounts?

The man with a mustache was stunned again because he didn't know who to settle the score with.