Trading venue.
Weng Xintian eagerly held up the ledger and asked Xia Chuhe to check the accounts.
"Lord Xia, this is the paper version of the ledger. I've also sent you the electronic version. Use whichever is more convenient for you."
The group from Taotie City held a significant number of shares in the trading market and factories in Dream Chaser City. Xia Chuhe and Weng Xintian agreed to reconcile their accounts quarterly.
Weng Xintian happened to run into Xia Chuhe when she went to the rabbit farm to pick up rabbits, so he simply gave her the ledger and let her look at it at her leisure in the office.
Xia Chuhe gave a lukewarm "hmm," then sat there listlessly, holding the ledger, turning a page only once every few minutes.
Seeing her displeased expression and the hint of ruthlessness in her eyes, Weng Xintian feared she was still holding a grudge over the unpleasantness caused by the shares of the gourmet amusement park, so he smiled and said, "If City Lord Xia wants a few rabbits, there's no need for you to come here in person. Just send someone to deliver the message, or you can just say so on Feixin or Haijiao, and I will definitely send them to you."
Xia Chuhe responded with a lukewarm "Mmm".
Weng Xintian then said, "A few dozen rabbits are nothing. Let's not go through the official accounts; just put it in my account. Is that alright?"
Xia Chuhe said, "That's a bit too few. You know I have a lot of people under me now."
Weng Xintian's heart pounded with anxiety. Previously, when Xia Chuhe built the food and amusement park, he had foolishly hoped to negotiate some shares for his family, only to have his words backfire. However, he had already sent Shanhua and Maowei to apologize and had also arranged for many people to help build Taotie City free of charge.
Xia Chuhe didn't say anything afterward. This matter should have been over. Why did she suddenly come to ask for things?
Lord Xia doesn't seem like someone who's short of supplies...
Weng Xintian was a little unsure of what to do. He gritted his teeth and tentatively said, "One or two hundred is fine too. As long as Lord Xia is happy, we can continue to cooperate in the future."
Xia Chuhe finally smiled: "Cooperation, that's a given."
Xia Chuhe added, "Recently, I've been short of firearms on my end."
Weng Xintian: "..."
That familiar feeling of wanting it all.
Weng Xintian mumbled a few words and gave her a gun as a token gesture.
"Take a look at the ledger first, and call me if you need anything." Fearing that Xia Chuhe would make another exorbitant demand, Weng Xintian hurriedly left these words and ran away as if fleeing.
Weng Xintian rushed to another office, and had just sat down to catch his breath when he received a message from Xia Chuhe: [I've checked the accounts, no problems. From now on, in Taotie City, whether it's official or personal business, all withdrawals must be stamped, remember?]
Weng Xintian replied with "Received," but thought to himself: You don't need a stamp to "get" things from me.
Xia Chuhe: [I have something to give to Changsheng. Where is your eldest sister?]
When your older sister is free later, I'll have her come to your office.
Which office?
Weng Xintian was secretly delighted: "Of course, it's your office."
I'm not in the office; I just arrived at the trading floor.
Weng Xintian's heart tightened, and a chill ran down his spine.
The Believers have a thousand-faced man named Asu, so he knows very well that there are evolved beings who can imitate other people's appearances.
Although the account book that Weng Xintian gave Xia Chuhe was a rough one, it still revealed a great deal about the development of the trading market and Dream Chasing City. If it fell into the hands of someone else, it would definitely cause a lot of trouble.
Like a monkey with its tail singed, Weng Xintian hurriedly rushed to the office where "Xia Chuhe" was located.
His mind isn't slow; some people's minds are even faster than his.
With just a few words, Xia Chuhe already sensed something was wrong. Moreover, back in Shacheng, the old city lord had specifically warned her about someone who looked exactly like her.
Weng Xintian's words inevitably reminded Xia Chuhe of the "Xia Chuhe" who had actually lived in the wasteland for more than 20 years, but was kicked out of the base after she transmigrated.
I first learned of this person's existence through my malicious gaze.
The fake Xia Chuhe is the person in the world who is most malicious towards the real Xia Chuhe.
Thinking of this, Xia Chuhe couldn't help but lightly brush his right eyelid, once again using his malicious gaze.
Unfortunately, this time I saw a young, beautiful, and elegantly dressed stranger.
Xia Chuhe smiled bitterly. Unbeknownst to her, she had offended a group of enemies she didn't even know. She didn't know where these strangers' hatred came from.
Having grasped Weng Xintian's meaning, Xia Chuhe immediately sent him a message: "Don't alert her. Be quick and decisive. Arrange a meeting place and then notify me."
Weng Xintian rushed to the office door and saw the message from Xia Chuhe, and his mind suddenly cleared.
Something's not right. The Lord Xia inside might be fake, but is the Lord Xia on the other side of the wristwatch necessarily real?
What if he listened to the person on the other end of the watch and arranged for the two Xia Chuhe to meet together, only to find out that both were imposters and joined forces to deal with him?
Weng Xintian paced anxiously outside the door. As he walked, the door opened.
Xia Chuhe, looking annoyed, asked, "What are you yelling about?"
Have you finished reviewing the ledgers?
"No."
"I was worried about disturbing you, so I didn't dare to go in..." Weng Xintian made up an excuse, then suddenly had a bright idea, "By the way, did you bring the official seal of Taotie City? Your personal seal will also work."
Xia Chuhe paused noticeably: "I didn't bring it, I'll bring it next time."
"Okay, okay, next time," Weng Xintian said with a smile. "Call me after you've finished looking at the ledger, and I'll take you to pick out rabbits."
As soon as Xia Chuhe turned and went into the office, Weng Xintian immediately sent a message to Xia Chuhe on the other end of his watch: "[Come to the rabbit factory immediately, we're coming right away]"
In just a short while, Weng Xintian actually came up with an idea—why not arrange a meeting place at different times?
He wanted to see what kind of tricks these two Xia City Lords were up to.
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