Overall, the trip was quite enjoyable. Ding Mao and Mu Jingheng got along very well, and when they got off the bus, Ding Mao invited Mu Jingheng and Xu Xinning to his home.

Ding Mao was, after all, a big factory director. Although he lived alone, he lived in a two-bedroom apartment.

Ding Mao converted one of the rooms into a study.

The happiest thing is when my brothers come to visit. After putting the things down, I took Mu Jingheng and the others to the match factory canteen for a meal.

After dinner, Mu Jingheng and Xu Xinning wanted to stay at a hotel, but Ding Mao disagreed, saying that there were two rooms at home that could accommodate the three of them.

Mu Jingheng thought that he still had to do business with the match factory, so he figured he could stay overnight.

Now that we know the place, it will be much easier to visit in the future.

Ding Mao was an impatient person; after finishing his meal, he went to find the head of the purchasing department.

Meanwhile, Mu Jingheng took Xu Xinning shopping.

As usual, Mu Jingheng dropped Xu Xinning off at the department store and then went to sell her goods on the black market.

However, this time Mu Jingheng didn't seem to have such a smooth journey.

This time he was selling large quantities of goods: bicycles, sewing machines, and tape recorders.

There are many ethnic minorities in this area, so in order to match the local characteristics, Mu Jingheng dressed up as a local ethnic minority, wearing a headscarf and covering half of her face with a cloth of the same color, leaving only her eyes showing.

Luckily the weather was cool, otherwise I really couldn't have taken it.

The moment Mu Jingheng appeared on the black market, he was targeted. It would be strange if he wasn't being watched when selling such sought-after goods.

"Hey! A bicycle, a sewing machine, a tape recorder, comrade, that's quite an achievement!"

"Come on, our boss wants to see you."

Mu Jingheng glanced at the group and said arrogantly, "What, you've got your eye on my merchandise?"

One of the newcomers scoffed, saying disdainfully, "So what if you've taken a fancy to it?"

Mu Jingheng said nonchalantly, "As long as you can afford the price, everything is negotiable."

One of the henchmen, as if he'd heard a joke, said, "What a boastful tone!"

Mu Jingheng: "What? You want to double-cross me? You'll have to see if you have the ability."

In fact, Mu Jingheng had figured it out; these people were just using others to intimidate him.

"Let's go, don't keep the boss waiting."

Mu Jingheng: "Who is your boss? I need to see if he's worth meeting."

Just as Mu Jingheng and his group were negotiating, another person came over, smiling at Mu Jingheng and saying, "Don't worry, brother, our boss won't let you suffer any losses."

The newcomer was clearly a smiling tiger. Judging from the attitude of the people in front of him, this person should still have some influence.

Mu Jingheng wasn't afraid of what they might do to him; with the space around him, he still had confidence.

Surprisingly, the leader was a woman dressed in ethnic minority clothing. When they entered, she was playing with a rattle drum to amuse a child.

Upon seeing the person who arrived, she greeted them with a smile, as if they were old friends: "You've come!"

The smiling, ruthless man walked over and naturally took the child, then started playing with him.

The woman waved to the underlings who had just gone to call Mu Jingheng, and then the group left respectfully without saying a word.

The woman said very directly, "I'm sorry to have called you over, but I'm mainly interested in the goods you have."

Mu Jingheng raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.

The woman continued, "My family is getting married, and we really need these kinds of things, but our black market has been out of stock for a long time. Don't worry, I, Amei, never do anything like double-crossing. Give me what you have, and we'll exchange money for goods, how about that?"

Mu Jingheng: "Okay!"

Amei glanced at the smiling tiger, and the man immediately took out a dozen large bills and said, "According to the black market price, the bicycle is two hundred, the sewing machine is two hundred, and the tape recorder is one hundred and eighty, for a total of five hundred and eighty."

Mu Jingheng took the money and stuffed it into his pocket (his spatial storage), then handed over all the items to Smiling Tiger without saying a word.

Amei smiled gently, "Comrade, do you have a watch? It would be even better if you did."

Mu Jingheng stretched out his arm, and there were indeed several watches on his hand, including Shanghai brand, Plum Blossom brand, and Omega.

Amei and Smiling Tiger stared wide-eyed; this was the most arrogant person they had encountered since they took over this black market.

Smiling Tiger: "Comrade, could you give me all of these watches?"

Mu Jingheng: "Anything is fine as long as the price is right."

Amei and Smiling Tiger exchanged another glance, and Smiling Tiger said, "The price will definitely not be a loss for you."

In the end, Mu Jingheng paid the department store price without asking for receipts, but he did ask for two more bracelets of very good quality.

Mu Jingheng made a lot of money on this trip. When he came out of the courtyard, he found that someone was following him. He quickly turned around and shook off the person.

When they found Xu Xinning, she had bought several sets of traditional ethnic minority clothing for her upcoming trip, as well as groceries.

Since they are staying at Dingmao's house today, they will have to cook their own dinner tonight.

Seeing Mu Jingheng panting heavily, Xu Xinning unconsciously frowned; she seemed to hear some noise in his breathing.

Mu Jingheng has been taking the pills that Xu Xinning specially prepared for him. Xu Xinning can confidently say that Mu Jingheng's body is currently perfectly healthy.

But what's going on now?

Xu Xinning didn't care that they were on the street, and took Mu Jingheng's pulse by holding his hand.

Mu Jingheng was completely confused, but he believed that Xu Xinning had her reasons for doing so.

Holding her right hand and then her left, Xu Xinning's brows furrowed even more.

Xu Xinning: "Hurry up and go back to Brother Ding's house."

Mu Jingheng: "Xin'er, what's wrong?"

Xu Xinning said with a serious expression, "We'll talk about it when we get back."

For convenience, the two took out their bicycles when no one was around. Xu Xinning didn't let Mu Jingheng ride it, but instead handed the things to Mu Jingheng before getting on the bike.

Mu Jingheng looked aggrieved. Xu Xinning was riding a bike while he was riding in a car. What would people say about him if they saw this?

Seeing that Mu Jingheng hadn't gotten into the car yet, Xu Xinning said impatiently, "Get in the car quickly!"

Mu Jingheng didn't know what was wrong with him, but he didn't dare disobey Xu Xinning.

After chasing for a few steps, he jumped onto the back of the bicycle.

Xu Xinning pedaled the bicycle like crazy the whole way, making it feel like she was riding a whirlwind.

When we arrived at the Match Factory's residential compound, we ran into some elderly people sitting there chatting.

These elderly women and men were very enthusiastic.

Upon seeing Xu Xinning and Mu Jingheng, he greeted them, "You must be Director Ding's younger brother and sister-in-law, right? You're such a perfect match, a handsome man and a beautiful woman."

"Isn't that right? I've never seen such a beautiful doll before!"

"Young comrades, you should also persuade our factory director Ding. He's not getting any younger, it's time for him to get married."

"Who can argue with that? Once he's married, he'll always have someone to care for him and have a hot meal to eat when he gets home. It's much better than him being all alone now, without even anyone to do his laundry."