"Brother Kun, it seems like Sang Qing is a bit resentful of you." Ye Xingchen glanced in the direction Sang Qing left and said, seemingly casually.
"Heh, it's normal for him to be resentful of me. He thinks he's one of Young Master Huang's men, so he's been vying with me for the position." Liu Kun sneered, "But his own abilities are really just average, so he can't really blame anyone else."
"This guy has a violent temper. If we let him continue like this, something bad will happen," Ye Xingchen said thoughtfully.
“So I have to strip him of his power as soon as possible. When Chen Ye was around, I always fought against him, and that’s how I kept him in check. Now that Chen Ye is gone, I’ll have to rely on you from now on.” Liu Kun gave Ye Xingchen a meaningful look.
"Don't worry, Brother Kun, I know what to do." Ye Xingchen nodded slowly.
As Ye Xingchen walked outside the club, Sang Qing was already waiting in front of a car. When he saw Ye Xingchen come out, he stubbed out his cigarette, walked up to Ye Xingchen, and glared at him fiercely.
He was extremely close to Ye Xingchen, his face almost touching Ye Xingchen's.
His expression was fierce, and he tried to overwhelm Ye Xingchen with his imposing manner.
But who is Ye Xingchen? You think you can scare Ye Xingchen with just a glance? Aren't you overthinking it?
"Brother Qing, you don't need to look at me like that. I will definitely follow up on the things Brother Kun asked me to do." Ye Xingchen smiled, took two steps back, and distanced himself from the guy.
"Ye Cheng, you haven't been here long, have you?" Sang Qing sneered and lit another cigarette.
"It hasn't been long, less than ten days, but although I haven't been here long, I've been through thick and thin with Brother Kun, which proves my loyalty," Ye Xingchen said calmly.
"Heh, there are plenty of people who have gone through thick and thin with him, why should he trust you?" Sang Qing sneered, "Your abilities are exceptionally good, but the better your abilities are, the more it proves that you have a problem."
"I really can't agree with your logic." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly: "If you were incompetent, could you have gained Young Master Huang's trust? I believe that no place would want a useless piece of trash, right?"
"Do you even know who you're talking to?" Sang Qing roared, and several people immediately surrounded him.
"I fucking know who I'm talking to." Ye Xingchen sneered, and several people immediately surrounded him.
The people behind Ye Xingchen, including Zhou Bao, had all been abroad together and had gone through life and death together, so they naturally stood on his side.
“Brother Qing, Brother Ye has only been here a short time. Brother Kun entrusted this matter to him, which shows his trust in him. I hope you won’t make things difficult for us,” Zhou Bao said.
"Zhou Bao, you're something else, now you dare to go against me?" Sang Qing roared, glaring at Zhou Bao.
"Don't say that, Brother Qing. Our relationship has never seemed to be very good." Zhou Bao grinned, looking nonchalant. "Don't make things difficult for the brothers. We're all on the same side. If a conflict really breaks out here, it won't look good for anyone."
"Fine, fine." Sang Qing stared at Zhou Bao, grinned, and pointed at Zhou Bao: "You've got guts, you've got real guts, Zhou Bao."
"Sang Qing, you haven't forgotten what Brother Kun told you, have you? Take me to the factory right now and hand over the things that need to be handed over to me," Ye Xingchen said calmly.
Sang Qing's face was terribly gloomy. He turned around, got into the car, and slammed the door shut. At the same time, his voice came from inside the car: "If you're brave enough, come over here yourself."
Without a second thought, Ye Xingchen stepped to get into the car, but Zhou Bao behind him said, "Brother Ye, I'll bring some men to go with you."
"No need, I can go by myself." Ye Xingchen said calmly, "It's okay, I can handle it myself."
“Alright, if anything happens, just contact me.” Zhou Bao glanced at Sang Qing sitting in the back row and gave him a warning look.
"Drive," Sang Qing snapped at the driver with a stern face.
The driver started the car, and it began to head into the mountains.
"Blindfold yourself." Sang Qing took out a piece of black cloth.
"Why aren't you lying?" Ye Xingchen glanced at the car; two of Sang Qing's subordinates were still sitting inside.
"Nonsense, they're on our side." Sang Qing sneered.
"So you're saying I'm an outsider?" Ye Xingchen sneered. "If you think I'm an outsider, there's no need to be polite with me. Just don't take me. I'll get off the bus now and won't make things difficult for you."
Sang Qing gritted his teeth and glared at Ye Xingchen. He was completely at the mercy of this guy.
Finally, he threw the black cloth in his hand heavily on the ground, then smoked a cigarette with a gloomy face and remained silent.
The car wound its way along the narrow road, entering another mountainous area. It sent signals at several hidden outposts along the way, then bypassed a monitored area and arrived at a hill.
This place is surrounded by mountains, which, although not high, completely block the view of the surrounding area.
A row of houses was built in front of the hill, looking dilapidated and somewhat like animal enclosures.
After passing through this area, and continuing forward, an entrance carved out by hand comes into view. This place is where the hillside has been hollowed out, and the factory is located here.
It covers several thousand square meters; although not large, it is extremely well-equipped.
Some workers wearing masks were working overtime to produce white powder, while some finished products were being packed and put away nearby.
Dozens of armed guards stood there, patrolling the area frequently, maintaining extremely tight security.
Ye Xingchen glanced at the shipping area and saw a pile of goods neatly stacked on it, which looked to weigh at least a ton.
Damn, these people are ruthless scoundrels. This stuff is probably enough to kill them more than ten times over.
"Look carefully, this is our factory. It handles everything from manufacturing and packaging to shipping." Sang Qing glanced at Ye Xingchen and introduced somewhat impatiently, "If you have any questions, just ask me."
"Nothing to ask, a glance is enough." Ye Xingchen's gaze swept across the entire production line, then he asked with some doubt, "Are these all the latest models? Who developed them?"
“The developer isn’t here, of course. He’s in Jinluo City. He gave us the formula, and we just mix it according to the formula.” Sang Qing smoked a cigarette as he led Ye Xingchen in. “Our products are shipped all over the world, including Southeast Asia and Europe, but we’re missing a domestic line.”
"Young Master Huang is in charge of more than just this one outpost, isn't he?" Ye Xingchen asked after a moment's thought.
Huang Tai has been trying to develop the domestic market, but he has not been able to succeed. However, this amount is probably not enough to supply Southeast Asia and Europe.
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