Chapter 11 Another Business

Cheng Hao withdrew his gaze. His injuries had healed, and it was time to settle the accounts.

"Have those people from the Textile World been active in the past few days?"

"Brother Hao, don't worry. We have people watching them. The gangsters are not powerful, so they just rely on their numbers to bully the individual business owners. However, they all take orders from a man named Yan Biao."

Those people bully the market, cause trouble, and cannot be stopped. The police station is also troubled.

In the early 1990s, individual businesses sprang up like mushrooms after rain, attracting some unemployed vagrants to gather here, and with so many people, it was easy to cause trouble. These people were lazy and could only try to make money in unconventional ways.

"Then we should investigate Yan Biao carefully to find out where he came from."

He dared to challenge the Security Department, and we respected him as a man.

After demobilization, there were few things that could arouse his interest.

Dai Qing returned home and had just washed up when there was a knock on the door.

Seeing Aunt Wang and an old lady standing at the door, this person had a sad face and a gloomy aura. There were hanging needle lines on the male and female uterus, and the lines were messy, which showed that the old lady's children were not living a happy life and had foreign debts.

This is a kind of hindering appearance, and it is also due to the old lady's personality.

"Xiao Qing, this is Aunt Zhao, also my old sister. I've been in trouble recently and I want to ask you for help."

"Come in and talk."

After Dai Qing let the person in, Old Lady Zhao just kept staring at her with confusion in her eyes, and she didn't quite believe what the old sisters said.

How can such a young girl know how to read faces?

Dai Qing ignored Mrs. Zhao's doubts and poured a glass of water for the two of them. "Phytography is about fate. If you believe it, it exists. If you don't believe it, it doesn't exist. If you have doubts in your heart, don't speak up."

After these words were spoken, the two old ladies looked at each other, and then Aunt Wang chuckled.

"Old sister, don't underestimate Xiaoqing because she is young. She has inherited the craft from her ancestors. I would not cause trouble for ordinary people."

Old Mrs. Zhao smiled awkwardly, having already believed it in her heart. From the moment she entered the door until now, she had not said a word, but the little girl could see through her thoughts, which showed that she was quite capable.

"Master, I'm so sorry."

"You are Aunt Wang's friend, just call me Xiaoqing."

She is not a master now, she is just an entry-level person.

"Aunt Zhao, are you here for your son?"

Hearing Dai Qing's reminder, Mrs. Zhao was stunned, and the doubts in her heart disappeared instantly.

"You actually figured it out? You're amazing. I'm just shortsighted. Xiaoqing is right. I'm really worried about my children. My son is determined to make a lot of money by becoming a self-employed person. He quit his good job and not only took away our savings, but also borrowed money from foreign banks."

"Our family is already at the bottom of the pile. If we lose money again this time, our family will be finished. Don't be afraid of you laughing at me, my son borrowed money from my daughter and son-in-law, and my son-in-law has been unhappy for a long time. I am also worried and can't sleep every day. I just want to know, can my son make money this time?"

Listening to Mrs. Zhao's narration, Dai Qing looked at her Children's Palace again. It was uneven and had messy textures. Her children had a hard time and were in debt. Her Wealth Palace was sunken, with no sign of money coming in. His son's business this time was most likely to lose money.

Dai Qing did not hide it and told her what she saw.

"Your son is not cut out for business, but he can still make a living if he works hard."

That’s all I have to say. It’s up to them whether they want to listen or not.