After waiting for a while and seeing no sign of the three approaching, Ling Jiang couldn't help but whisper to Ling Chuan, "Chuanzi, is that them?"

"Yes, he was the one on the left who came over to keep watch. Don't be afraid, brother. If they dare to rob us, we will fight them head-on."

"OK."

On the other side, three young men with ill intentions were also discussing in a low voice.

"Brother Qiang, they have weapons, and they don't look like they are easy to mess with. Why don't we retreat?"

"What are you afraid of? They have weapons, so why don't we? The New Year is coming soon. If we don't make some money, how can we celebrate the New Year? Come on, come on!"

At the leader's signal, the three men showed their weapons one after another.

There are daggers and switchblades.

Accustomed to working in the dark since childhood, the Lingchuan brothers both have very good eyesight. Although there was a long distance between them and the street lights were dim, both of them could clearly see the weapons in each other's hands.

For a moment, both brothers became nervous.

Three young men holding sharp weapons slowly approached the truck, and one of them even threatened fiercely.

"If you know what's best for you, just hand over your money and car keys. We have knives in our hands that don't have eyes. If we accidentally cut or pierce your body, don't blame us for being ruthless."

This was the first time for the two brothers to face such a situation since they were little. It would be a lie to say they were not scared.

But when he thought of the goods behind him and his wife who was still waiting for him at home, Ling Chuan suddenly felt bold and brave.

He raised the wrench in his hand and shouted, "Stop right there! If anyone dares to take another step forward, I will not treat him with courtesy!"

Although Ling Jiang was afraid, he still tried his best to stay calm and stood beside Ling Chuan, waving the hammer in his hand at the three people, as if he was ready to fight them to the death.

As the saying goes, an inch longer is an inch stronger.

Although the knife is sharp, it seems too short compared to the hammer and wrench that are as long as the arm.

If they really come to a head-on confrontation, they may not have a chance of winning.

For a moment, the three young men did not dare to step forward rashly.

Seeing this, Ling Chuan immediately said, "We are just working for the boss. The car keys are with the boss. The boss is sleeping in the hotel now. Even if you knock us down, you can't take the truck away."

Hearing this, disappointment was evident on the faces of the three.

"This car is not yours?"

"We are just following the boss's orders and guarding the goods. The car keys are not with us."

Ling Chuan knew very well that one should not show off one's wealth, so every time he came to Urumqi to get goods, he wore old clothes and old shoes, and carried an old canvas bag that he had used for more than ten years. At first glance, he looked like a poor man with no money.

"Brother Qiang, what should I do? I can't move the car without the car keys."

The one called Brother Qiang was obviously unwilling to return empty-handed. He stared fiercely at the two Lingchuan brothers and asked, "What is in the car?"

"These are all stocks that the factory is selling off. They are worthless."

Afraid that the three people would not believe him, Ling Chuan directly dragged a sack out from under the waterproof tarpaulin, tore open the cotton string at the mouth of the sack in two or three moves, grabbed a handful of gloves from inside and threw them on the ground.

When the three of them saw it, their faces turned black.

These things can be sold for some money in Jiang City, but in Urumqi, where the knitting industry is thriving, they are garbage and no one wants them even if they are given away for free.

"Damn it! It's so unlucky to run into two poor bastards. Let's go back to sleep!"

Looking at the three people walking away cursing, Ling Chuan's heart gradually settled down.

After putting the sacks back in place, the two brothers leaned against the carriage as if exhausted.

"Chuanzi, they won't come back, right?"

"I probably won't be coming back."

Ling Chuan smiled bitterly with lingering fear, "Me too, my back is all wet."

Ling Jiang especially missed the bathhouse that he didn't get to take at night. "If only the hotel's bathhouse was open during the day, I would definitely take a good bath there for an hour."

"Brother, when we get back this time, I'll take you to the bathhouse and give you a good back rub."

"Okay."

After a moment of silence, Ling Jiang turned his head and looked at his brother, "Chuanzi, weren't you scared just now? I was really afraid that you would rush up and fight them to the death."

"Of course I'm not afraid. I could lose my life here if I'm not careful. But I think of Momo at home. She trusts me so much and gives me money to do business. I can't let her down."

Ling Jiang sighed, "Yes, we are where we are today thanks to your sister-in-law. But Chuanzi, next time you encounter something like this, don't take risks like you did today.

If you lose money, you can earn it again, but if you lose your life, there is no regret medicine. Think about it, if something happens to you, what will your sister-in-law do in the future? "

After hearing what his elder brother said, Ling Chuan realized that he was a little impulsive.

If something happens to him, not only will he no longer be able to take care of his wife, but she might even become someone else's wife.

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His wife is still so young, he can’t let her be a widow for the rest of her life.

"Brother, I remember it."

Seeing that he had listened to the advice, Ling Jiang didn't say anything more. He took out the pipe from his pocket and prepared to smoke a cigarette to calm down.

Ling Chuan took out a photo of him and his wife from his canvas bag and looked at it intently.

When he was not at home and felt lonely, looking at his wife's photos became his best pastime and spiritual food.

The second half of the night passed smoothly.

It was not until the sky began to lighten and more people appeared on the road that the two brothers dared to take turns getting in the car to take a nap.

At around 8 o'clock, Deng Wenbin came with his driver.

The four of them found a place to have breakfast, and then drove to meet the place agreed upon with Rong Zhengchang.

When they arrived at the place, Rong Zhengchang was already there. When he saw Ling Chuan and the others, he immediately came forward to greet them enthusiastically.

"Brother Ling, have you eaten?"

"I ate them all."

"Well, let's set off now. It's just over a kilometer ahead. Your car should follow ours."

"good."

Following Rong Zhengchang, Ling Chuan and his friends soon arrived at the gate of a factory called Zhuoyi Garment Factory.

Judging from the gate and factory construction, the scale of this garment factory is quite large and is not inferior to yesterday's knitting factory.

Because their car had goods on it, they couldn't drive into the factory. Ling Chuan asked Ling Jiang and the driver to stay outside, while he took Deng Wenbin and followed Rong Zhengchang into the factory on foot.

Along the way, Rong Zhengchang reminded Ling Chuan of the rules and some precautions for picking up the goods.

"Purchasing clothes is different from knitwear. They are not weighed by pound, but by bags. There are about 10 to 20 pieces of clothing in a bag.

This depends a lot on luck. Sometimes a bag of goods may contain only coats or down jackets, so you make money by taking them home. If you are unlucky, a bag of goods may contain only ordinary cotton clothes and pants. Although you can still make money, it is definitely not as much as you make from coats and down jackets.

There is one more thing. People in Wushi have a common problem, they bully newcomers. If you come here for the first time, they will definitely ask you for a high price. So, don't make any noise and just follow me to get the goods. If anyone asks, I will say you are my son-in-law. Do you understand?"

Ling Chuan nodded, not showing it on the surface, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Rong Zhengchang was more thoughtful.

Second update~ 　　I wanted to write more, but my computer broke down and I couldn’t connect to the internet. The technicians tried to fix it remotely for a long time but couldn’t fix it. They asked me to send it to after-sales service, and I became emo

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