"These two little brats are such a handful!" Wang Xiumin sighed as she looked at the children sitting on the ground.
Seeing that her child was about to cry, she had to hurry up and comfort him.
"We really owe you all this!" she said, picking up the child and complaining as she did so.
This is probably a habit of middle-aged women: they keep talking and still have endless chores to do.
Xu Xiangyang smiled without saying a word. Although this kind of mother was quite annoying, she couldn't hide her concern.
After having dinner there, he returned to the courtyard.
I've been away from home for over ten days, but the house is still spotless. It's obvious that someone comes over to clean it regularly.
He feels that these family members are now an inseparable part of him.
Although they didn't have a close relationship since childhood, Xu Xiangyang could feel everyone's genuine love for him.
He himself felt the same way; this was home.
Xu Xiangyang rested at home for two days before going to Qian Wenqing's place.
When he arrived, he discovered that there were five or six unfamiliar faces in the courtyard.
"Boss Xu is here." Hei Zi was talking to them when he saw him arrive.
Xu Xiangyang nodded, signaling him to continue his work.
Hei Zi didn't continue speaking, but instead introduced Xu Xiangyang to them.
"This is our Boss Xu. You can't call him that in public," Hei Zi specifically instructed.
He knew that Xu Xiangyang didn't like being called that by people outside, and that there was no such thing as "boss" anymore.
Everyone else calls them comrades, only capitalists are called bosses.
It's fine for people to talk about it privately, but it's not okay to talk about it openly in public. Isn't that just asking for trouble?
Although everyone was quite curious about how Xu Xiangyang could be a boss at such a young age, they didn't dare to look down on him since the haters had already said so.
After all, they are the working class.
"Hello, Mr. Xu."
They greeted each of them.
Xu Xiangyang nodded and went inside. He had to maintain a cool and aloof demeanor in front of these underlings.
He knew he was young and might be looked down upon, but if someone dared to be disrespectful to his face, that would be unacceptable.
If someone can't keep things to themselves, then you don't need to hire them.
Qian Wenqing was at home the whole time. When he saw Xu Xiangyang coming over, he quickly went over and sat down with him.
"Brother Xu, we've been selling a lot of goods lately, especially the corn. I even hired a few people to grind it into corn flour, which will sell even better."
He was almost stunned when he saw Xu Xiangyang bring so much corn.
Although it's threshed, there seems to be too much of it, and I don't think it will sell well.
Who knew this stuff would sell so well? It's a better coarse grain than sorghum or other similar grains.
It's not as good as wheat flour, but it's still pretty good.
Xu Xiangyang smiled. These corns were all collected from that other world; imported ones are cheaper.
Using Moutai liquor to balance out the two prices makes it quite a good deal, and you can even make a profit.
After exchanging a few words, Xu Xiangyang asked, "Have you been followed lately?"
He was still quite concerned about Cao Yajun's actions, after all, it was impossible for them to shake hands and make peace again.
Qian Wenqing shook his head. "I didn't find anything, but I did find some information on his end."
He still hasn't processed these messages, and when he thinks about them now, he still finds the person quite terrifying.
Xu Xiangyang asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"
His expression doesn't seem right; something big might be going on here.
Qian Wenqing glanced outside, then got up and closed the door.
Seeing him like this, Xu Xiangyang became even more curious. What was going on?
“Brother Xu, I found out that Cao Yajun has an even more secluded place where he hides things, but it’s in the suburbs. There are more than a dozen people watching over there. I only took a look from a distance and didn’t go closer.”
Qian Wenqing knew he had little strength, and if he were discovered, he would definitely not be able to escape.
So he didn't go in to investigate directly, but came back and waited for Xu Xiangyang to talk to him.
He hadn't mentioned this to anyone, so only Xu Xiangyang knew about it.
"Does anyone else know?" Xu Xiangyang asked, turning his head.
Qian Wenqing immediately shook his head. How could he talk about this? But he didn't intend to tell anyone else either.
After all, if there really is a problem, he'll be the one who made the contribution.
“Brother Xu, that place looks pretty big to me, I reckon there’s a lot of stuff there. If we let him transport it out…” Qian Wenqing didn’t finish his sentence.
Xu Xiangyang understood what he meant: if the goods were shipped out, they should benefit greatly.
He pondered for a moment, then asked for the address.
He didn't go to see it right away, but planned to go at night, since it would be easy to be discovered in broad daylight.
He has a spatial ability and can disappear into thin air, but if he alerts them, he fears they will immediately move to a different location.
Cao Yajun is now like a frightened bird. If he finds out that others have already found out something, he will probably change locations immediately.
Qian Wenqing knew that he had an idea when he saw that he didn't speak.
He didn't offer any random advice. He knew Xu Xiangyang's strength all too well; he never failed when he made a move.
Xu Xiangyang ate here in the afternoon, and the newcomers were secretly observing him.
"Brother Qing, this Boss Xu is so young?" a young man with a buzz cut, around eighteen or nineteen years old, asked quietly.
Qian Wenqing frowned. "Xiao Ping, you'd better not ask around! You can't gossip about Brother Xu behind his back."
He respected Xu Xiangyang the most; anyone who dared to ask him anything was committing insubordination!
Xiao Ping chickened out and said with a pout, "Brother Qing, I was just asking. If you're unhappy, I won't ask again."
This was also his first time dealing with these things; he was young and didn't know anything about it.
Qian Wenqing whispered, "Don't ask around in the future. Let me tell you, don't be fooled by this Mr. Xu's kind face. He can be ruthless when he gets going!"
This isn't an exaggeration; I've seen it all before when I was driving with Xu Xiangyang.
The ruthlessness with which he took action was unmatched by most people.
Seeing his serious expression, Xiao Ping couldn't help but feel a sense of fear towards this Boss Xu.
Is it that scary?
He swallowed hard, then quietly slipped away.
I'm scared, I'm scared.
Xu Xiangyang sat in the chair, watching the two people at the door whispering to each other. Although he couldn't hear clearly, he could roughly understand what they were saying.
Especially what Qian Wenqing said at the end: that he was ruthless?
Is he ruthless?
This is completely fabricated!
Xu Xiangyang saw that the people outside started whispering again, guessing that the young man had gone out to deliver a message.
Sure enough, when he left that night, everyone kept their distance from him.
They all hid inside, as if afraid of being seen.
Xu Xiangyang: ...
Is he really that scary?
Just looking at his appearance, he's a handsome guy. It can't be that he's like this, right?
It's all Qian Wenqing's fault; isn't this misleading people?
How could someone as handsome and dashing as him be ruthless?
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