Wang Peng has been reborn. He has returned to the day when his father forced him to give his college admission notice to his younger brother and dropped out of school to work and support his brothe...
As the days went by, the fifth branch of Brothers Supermarket was finally completed.
Wang Peng and Du Lei got busy, leading all the staff to decorate the entire supermarket and systematically put the goods on the shelves.
All the employees here are new hires, and they are all very enthusiastic, chatting and laughing while working.
Tang Xiaoyue liked the atmosphere very much. She hugged Wang Jiye and walked to Wang Peng's side: "Brother Peng, I don't want to go to school anymore. I want to work for you."
"Get lost," Wang Peng said irritably. "You're taking the college entrance exam next year, so study hard and try to get into a good university."
Tang Xiaoyue bit her lip and continued, "I plan to take the entrance exam for a university in the provincial capital, and then come here to work and study. Is that okay?"
"You should get into university first." Wang Peng took the child from her arms. "Go on, young man, experience what it's like to work."
Tang Xiaoyue immediately ran to the dried vegetables section and worked with several sales clerks to arrange the dried vegetables.
Wang Peng carried his son onto the elevator, which slowly carried him upstairs. He then turned and went to the elevator going downstairs, where he was carried back down.
"Heh..." Wang Jiye suddenly laughed a few times.
"My good son, do you like this?" Wang Peng asked, and then carried his son up and down the elevator.
The waiters couldn't help but chuckle as they secretly glanced at their somewhat childish boss.
Du Lei arrived in a hurry and accompanied Wang Peng to play in the elevator.
"Brother Peng, the installation team from Yinglun Elevator has arrived in the provincial capital. Wang Cheng has arranged for them to stay at the Xinglan Hotel."
Wang Peng nodded: "Let them be, we can't control them installing elevators."
Du Lei continued his report: "We've been advertising on TV for a month straight, and the contract expires the day after tomorrow. The TV station just called me to ask if we want to renew it?"
“No need, the advertisements are enough.” Wang Peng immediately shook his head.
Over the past month, the company has used various promotional methods such as distributing flyers and building billboards, and almost the entire provincial capital knows about Brothers No. 5 Store.
"Brother Peng, let me hold Jiye." Du Lei hugged Wang Jiye and said, "I'm not worried about anything right now, except for Tang Zewu."
“Tang Zewu just called me and said that Zhao Laixi brought some people to his house. I’m worried they’ll make things difficult for Lao Tang,” Du Lei added.
Hearing this, Wang Peng frowned: "Give him a call first, we'll go to the Tang family now."
After saying that, he handed his son to Tang Xiaoyue. Du Lei immediately dialed the phone, but no one answered after three attempts.
He said anxiously, "Brother Peng, we might be in trouble."
"Let's go." Wang Peng sneered. "That old bastard Zhao Laixi had better not cause me any trouble."
He arrived at the square in front of the store, where Du Lei drove the car over, and they headed together to the residential area where the Tang family lived.
Upon arriving at the residential complex, four cars were parked downstairs at Tang's building, all belonging to Huihuang Supermarket. Among them was a Honda Accord, which was Zhao Laixi's personal car.
Du Lei was getting anxious: "Brother Peng, there are a lot of them. Should we call someone over?"
Wang Peng shook his head, "No need for now, let's go to Tang Zewu's house first."
He carried the child upstairs and Du Lei immediately knocked on the door. He knocked more than a dozen times, but there was no response from inside.
Du Lei then used a hammer to pound on the door, striking it seven or eight more times, but there was still no response from inside. However, he could hear some movement inside.
“Zhao Laixi, this is Wang Peng. I know you’re inside. If you don’t open the door, I’ll call the police.”
Du Lei immediately shouted, "Zhao Laixi, I'll count to three. One...two..."
After three calls went unanswered, a sound came from behind the door—the sound of the door opening. The door opened, and a burly man in a suit stood blocking the entrance.
He was burly and wore sunglasses; his voice was hoarse: "Who are you looking for?"
"Hmph! Stop pretending with me!" Du Lei stared at his sunglasses. "My name is Du Lei, and I'll take your black eye out."
As he spoke, he suddenly pointed at the burly man's sunglasses: "Take them off!"
The burly man clenched his fist tightly, then released it. He didn't dare to confront Du Lei directly, nor did he remove his sunglasses.
"Fourth brother, let them in." Zhao Laixi's voice came from inside the room.
The burly man gritted his teeth and stepped aside, his eyes behind his sunglasses fixed on Du Lei.
"You seem unconvinced?" Wang Peng stood in front of the burly man, who was about the same height as him.
"Brother Peng, is there any need to make things difficult for my people?" Zhao Laixi laughed and stood up from the sofa.
Wang Peng ignored him and reached out to take off the big man's glasses. The big man instinctively tried to dodge, but his sunglasses were still taken off.
With a thud, Wang Peng threw his sunglasses on the ground, and suddenly swung his hand, slapping the burly man across the face.
With a snap, the entire room fell silent. The burly man gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and waited intently for Wang Peng.
"Wang Peng, what do you mean?" Zhao Laixi slammed his fist on the table. The bodyguard had been slapped, but the slap was actually aimed at Zhao Laixi's face.
Tang Zewu was also startled. But he immediately realized that something was wrong.
Although he hadn't had much contact with Wang Peng, he knew Wang Peng's temperament. In his opinion, Wang Peng would never resort to violence to demonstrate.
In a flash, he guessed that the burly bodyguard was actually Wang Peng's man, an undercover agent planted by Wang Peng next to Zhao Laixi.
This was a ruse, a self-inflicted injury.
Wang Peng turned around, stared directly at Zhao Laixi, and smiled slightly: "Old Zhao, Old Tang is my business partner. What are you planning to do?"
"Hmph!" Zhao Laixi sneered, "He only cooperated with you for a year, what are you so proud of?"
A flash of anger crossed Zhao Laixi's eyes as he gave Tang Zewu a cold look.
Wang Peng smiled slightly: "Do you believe me if I kick you out of the provincial capital within a year?"
"Heh, anyone can brag," Zhao Laixi lit a cigarette and said in a deep voice, "Wang Peng, don't be too arrogant."
“Being arrogant isn’t illegal.” Wang Peng pointed to the door. “Mr. Zhao, I need to discuss business with my partner. Please.”
"Hmph!" Zhao Laixi turned and left, followed by his five bodyguards.
They went downstairs, and Zhao Laixi looked at the bodyguard who had just been slapped: "Xiao Zhuang, are you alright?"
Zhuang Hua shook his head: "Boss, I'm fine."
Zhao Laixi patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I'll definitely help you get revenge. You can ride in my car."
Upstairs, Wang Peng stood by the window, watching Zhao Laixi's convoy leave.
He returned to the living room and asked Tang Zewu, "Is our cooperation okay?"
"No problem." Tang Zewu smiled wryly. "He just gave me a thorough dressing down, haha."
"That's all Zhao Laixi has," Wang Peng said. "Where you want to move the shop is your prerogative; what right does he have to tell you what to do?"
Tang Zewu shook his head and remained silent.
Wang Peng chatted with him for a few more minutes, then took his leave with Du Lei. The two went downstairs and sat in the car.
"Brother Lei, is Xiao Zhuang reliable?"
“Absolutely reliable. I secretly sponsored his mother’s medical expenses and his two younger brothers’ tuition fees,” Du Lei said.
"Give me another two thousand yuan, damn it." Wang Peng gave a bitter laugh. "To gain Zhao Laixi's trust, I have no choice but to resort to this self-inflicted injury."
Du Lei said softly, "Don't worry, Xiao Zhuang definitely knows what you're thinking."