Wang Xinyi laughed when she heard his words. "Even if you don't have a letter in your hand, the leader will still see you. You really don't need to worry about that."

They hadn't finished their meal when they heard voices coming from the courtyard.

"It might be Zhou Changrong. You guys eat, I'll go out and check."

Zhao Tiancheng stepped out of the living room and saw his old friend dragging his luggage into the yard. His wife and two sons stood by watching.

It's understandable that the daughter-in-law wouldn't lend a hand, but it's ridiculous that two young men in their early twenties just watched their father work.

My old friend knows now, but it's too late; the child has really been wasted on raising him. And what's most infuriating is his wife's completely impatient expression.

The saying "marry a virtuous wife" is truly true. "Chang Rong, I'm here to help you."

"No need, it's nothing, just some everyday items."

"Okay, I'll put it in the living room. We're eating now, would you like some too?"

"Okay, I really haven't eaten yet."

Neither of them paid any attention to the mother and her two children behind them.

Shen Yunfang helped serve the rice. Zhou Changrong wolfed down three large bowls.

Actually, it was still quite early. The plane wasn't taking off until 9 PM, so after dinner, the two of them stayed in the dining room.

Zhou Changrong said, "Let's go outside. I like to have a cigarette after dinner. Your wife is pregnant, so let's go to the yard for a while."

"Evergreen, how could this happen?"

"Heh, they're looking down on me now, knowing we're broke. I reckon they'll find a way to sell the factory after I leave. We're in the same business. Tiancheng, I'll sell the factory to you."

"Evergreen, how can that be? This is what you've worked so hard to build, how can you sell it?"

"Hehe, I'll buy it for you. If you don't have the money later, you can give it to me. If they buy it after I leave, they'll just squander it all."

"Tiancheng, the paperwork is with you for now. In a bit, we'll call Haozheng. We'll hand it over in his presence. If I think it's feasible after we return to China, then you can find a way to give me the money."

"What about the mother and her four children? You're just going to abandon them? How are they supposed to live?"

"Hehe. It seems you've really spent all this year with your wife. She's not even my wife anymore. I caught her and Yu Deshui in bed together."

Zhao Tiancheng was extremely surprised to see his friend's ferocious face.

"We can't just abandon that child, can we?"

"Heh, you saw it today too. This is a heartless ingrate, just like his mother. Whoever has money is the father. We'll talk about that later. Let them see what he's made of first."

"Evergreen, where did all your money go? You should be better off than me."

"Yu Deshui and I started a trading company together last year. Because I trusted him, I never participated in the management. At the end of the year, he told me that a batch of goods had problems, and we lost everything. All the money we had earned before went to workers' wages. In other words, I lost 400,000 yuan."

Haha, do you believe it? I asked to check the accounts, but my wife said she had already seen them and that what Yu Deshui said was true.

I believed it then, thinking, "So be it, I'll make up for it. I'll earn it back slowly later."

Once, I went to buy cotton, and because everything went smoothly, I came back early. When I got home, I cornered them.

Zhao Tiancheng truly felt sorry for his old friend; he had lost both his money and his friend.

"Okay, I'll help you with this. You should also smoke less. Your health is important."

"Alright. I got it. Let's go find Haozheng."

Zhou Changrong arrived in the living room, picked up a worn-out leather bag, and followed Zhao Tiancheng into Zhao Haozheng's room.

"Dad, Uncle Zhou, is something the two of you doing here?"

"Yes, I'll let you witness it."

"What happened?" The father's words were too vague.

"That's exactly right, Hao. I'm planning to sell the textile factory to you. I know you might not have that much money right now, so I'll give the paperwork to your father first. Once I'm back in China, if I need money, I'll ask you for it, and your father can find a way to get the money over there."

"Uncle Zhou, what's wrong? You should have made money last year, why would you want to sell the factory?"

Zhou Changrong was really embarrassed to discuss this issue with the younger generation. Zhao Tiancheng knew the whole story, so he helped his old friend out of the predicament.

"Haozheng, you don't need to worry about these things."

"Okay, I understand, Uncle Zhou. How much would you sell us your factory for?"

"Six hundred thousand, which also includes finished products and materials in the warehouse."

The father and son were taken aback. This price was really too low.

"Evergreen, this price is too low."

"It's not low, meaning you can take it on. Everyone else is avoiding it. My old friend, I know this is causing you trouble, but I really have no other choice."

Zhao Tiancheng patted Zhou Changrong on the shoulder. "I promised, so I won't find it troublesome. You don't need to feel burdened."

"Evergreen, I have 200,000 yuan on me. Here, take it. You should at least bring some money with you."

"Hehe. I brought it. I hadn't even had a chance to take the payment home before this happened. It's only 100,000, but it's still a lot."

"Take it if I give it to you. I see you're contributing to the country's development. Keep it with you."

"Alright, thank you. Here's the deed to my house, and I'll give it to you too. Even if it's over 600,000 miles away."

"Chang Rong, what's going on?"

"Alright, you don't need to worry about it. Here, take it."

Zhao Tiancheng nodded. "Okay. I'll keep it for you. You can have the house when you come back."

Zhou Changrong just smiled and didn't say anything. He wouldn't be back for a while. Giving it to Zhao Tiancheng was better than letting it fall into Yu Deshui's hands.

Zhao Tiancheng got up and returned shortly after, carrying a briefcase.

"Here's two hundred thousand from Changrong. Take it. If you need more, let Haozheng figure something out. His mother is quite wealthy in China. You don't need to worry."

“I’m not worried. Tiancheng, I think your factory should be put under Zhang Hongmei’s control. She’s the only one Yu Deshui wouldn’t dare offend. If you get involved, I’m afraid he might do something to you.”

“Dad, I think Uncle Zhou is right. I’ll go call Hongmei over, or maybe we shouldn’t. Let’s take all our things and go to the study to find her.”

"This will cause a lot of trouble for Hongmei."

"Dad, you underestimate her. Let's go, this is the best way." Zhao Hao had no idea what was going on. But with the name of the young lady of the McCann family, the merchants here really didn't dare to make a move.

The three went up to the second floor. Zhang Hongmei was writing a letter to Liu Jingze.

"Uncle Zhao, Mr. Zhou, please have a seat."

"Hongmei, I've come to see you about something."

"Oh? Uncle Zhao, please tell me."

"Tiancheng, let me explain!" Zhou Changrong smiled.

"Zhang Hongmei, it's like this, I have a textile factory here, and I want to transfer it to you. I wonder if you'd be interested?"

"I'll be frank, I probably won't be back for a long time this time. If you're not interested, I'll just give it to Tiancheng."