Feng Yu saw Lu Wanqing carrying a large bag of money and secretly found out that she was going to buy a house in Gangcheng.

She couldn't help but laugh. Hong Kong had always been managed by foreigners, and Lu Wanqing actually wanted to make money from foreigners. It was truly wishful thinking.

Capitalists' money is hard to earn, and their lives are miserable; it's good enough if they don't exploit people.

However, with a quick glance, she realized this was an opportunity.

With Lu Wanqing absent, it's a good opportunity to sabotage her business.

When her business fails and she's stuck with the house in Hong Kong, losing everything, that'll be truly satisfying!

As planned, Lu Wanqing boarded a plane bound for Shanghai and then transferred to Hong Kong, embarking on her first real estate investment journey.

Meanwhile, as usual, A Biao waited for Xu Jin's Qianjin Garment Factory to deliver clothes to him.

One advantage of large customers is that they can have their goods delivered to their door.

If you order more than 200 sets of clothes from Ah Biao, as long as it's within the city, Ah Biao will send a deliveryman to your door.

He has already accumulated dozens of such customers, and the shop assistants he hired are busy receiving and delivering goods every day.

Today, it's already eight o'clock, but the delivery truck from Qianjin Garment Factory still hasn't arrived.

It wasn't until after 10 a.m. that the truck finally arrived, as many individual vendors who had come to buy wholesale goods couldn't wait any longer.

This happened more and more frequently, and eventually they just stood him up, which infuriated Ah Biao.

Fortunately, he had enough stock, which allowed him to manage for a day. If he didn't get any new stock, he would have to break his promise to the individual business owner.

Those long-term customers also rely on his source of goods to sell their products.

Without much thought, he got on his bicycle and went to Qianjin Garment Factory to find Xu Jin.

Ah Biao was stopped by the gatekeeper at the entrance and was only allowed to enter the factory after paying with a pack of cigarettes.

Xu Jin, who works on the third floor of the office building, saw him enter the factory and immediately hid in the toilet.

He expected him to come looking for him.

I had already prepared an excuse in my mind, but when I actually had to face it, I still felt guilty.

After all, it was Lu Wanqing who provided him with clothing designs, which made the factory so successful.

But if someone else offers a high price for the goods, he has no reason to turn away the God of Wealth.

Anyway, Lu Wanqing isn't here. When she asks, just say you're on a business trip and don't know anything.

Ah Biao inquired his way to Xu Jin's office, only to find the door locked and no one inside.

People who usually avoid smoking even when they're wearing clothes will now take out a cigarette, put it in their mouths, strike a match, light it, and start smoking against the wall.

His eyebrows and eyes were already sharp, and now with his brows furrowed, he gave off a fierce and unapproachable feeling.

"Comrade, who are you looking for? Smoking is not allowed here."

Yin Ke, the sales manager who had been given prior notice, came over with a cold face to stop him.

Ah Biao glanced at him, then pinched the cigarette out of his mouth with two fingers and exhaled a smoke ring.

Yin Ke frowned. So this is what the factory's major client is like!

Previously, the factory manager had handled everything personally; this was the first time he had met Ah Biao.

"Call your factory manager over, I need to talk to him!" A Biao said bluntly.

Yin Ke quickly replied, "He's on a business trip and might not be back for another two weeks."

Without asking who he was or what he was doing there, they just said the factory manager wasn't there, and even emphasized that it would be half a month. He found it all very suspicious.

"What about Mr. Lu's stock? The store is about to run out of stock."

Ah Biao threw his cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his foot. Although it was just a small action, it gave people a feeling that he was not someone to be trifled with.

Since joining Li Boxiong's side, he has long since learned to read people's expressions and how to deal with different kinds of people.

If you're not assertive enough, people will think you're easy to bully.

Sure enough, Yin Ke immediately put on a smile and said in a somewhat ingratiating tone:

"Brother, you're one of Boss Lu's men. I'm really sorry, the machines in the factory are broken and under repair, so there might be a slight shortage of goods."

With a good attitude and sufficient reasons, Yin Ke felt that A Biao had no reason to stay or cause trouble.

"Oh?" Ah Biao chuckled amusedly. "Your factory is really something else. The machines are broken, but the factory manager is still traveling on business. Aren't you afraid that the factory will go bankrupt when he comes back?"

Yin Ke usually treated those self-employed individuals with gusto and couldn't stand his sarcastic remarks, so his face immediately darkened.

"Comrade, how can you talk like that? Even if you are a big customer, if the machine in the factory breaks down, it breaks down. It's an objective reason. If you want to cause trouble, I'll have to call security."

The factory's security department was linked to the local police station and had considerable power, so naturally it sided with the factory.

"Fine, I can't argue with you. Please tell your factory manager that if you don't deliver the goods tomorrow, don't blame Boss Lu for being impolite." Ah Biao admitted defeat.

A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle; there's no point in him saying anything more to Yin Ke.

After making those harsh remarks, he went downstairs.

Yin Ke watched his retreating figure as he went downstairs, a wicked smile spreading across his face, and called Xu Jin out of the restroom.

"A little troublemaker, daring to go against our factory. Lu Wanqing is just a woman, and she even went to Hong Kong. We can't do anything about this."

Yin Ke said to Xu Jin in a flattering manner.

Feng Yu is his cousin, and she has always taken good care of him. This job was found for him by her brother-in-law at her request.

She said that she was bullied by Lu Wanqing, so naturally she wanted to find an opportunity to teach Lu Wanqing a lesson.

Xu Jin came out of the restroom, hurriedly opened the office door, then walked to the window, hid behind the curtains and looked out, wanting to see if A Biao had already left.

Seeing his cautiousness, Yin Ke couldn't help but laugh:

"Director Xu, is there really a need to be so cautious?"

Xu Jin was still a little flustered because he hadn't seen A Biao, and his face was filled with worry.

“What do you know? After all, we broke our promise. Most of the clothes that make a profit in the factory were designed by Lu Wanqing. By giving the goods to others, we are essentially exploiting her profits, and it may even affect their wholesale store.”

He knew the consequences would be severe, but Yin Ke persuaded him, and he did it anyway.

Because Yin Ke introduced him to several clients, raising the price by five yuan, two of which were kickbacks that went directly into his pocket—the temptation was too great.

Lu Wanqing will be in Hong Kong for at least ten days. Take this opportunity to cause trouble. With a daily shipment volume of 20,000, he can put 400,000 into his own pocket. No matter how you look at it, it's a good deal!

Just as the two were looking towards the door, Ah Biao reappeared at the office door.

He put another cigarette in his mouth, but didn't light it, looking like a scoundrel.

"Director Xu, so you weren't on a business trip after all?"

Xu Jin immediately broke out in a cold sweat. It was his first time doing something like this, and he was extremely flustered.

Yin Ke, on the other hand, remained much calmer, a cold glint appearing in his hawk-like eyes:

"What's wrong with you? Who let you in? I'm calling security."

Ah Biao chuckled, looking nonchalant: "Then you'd better call a few stronger ones."