Qian Wenqing chuckled and said, "Isn't this just thinking about it?"
He didn't dare to ask for more; having something to eat was good enough, and that was fine.
Xu Xiangyang rolled his eyes. If he took out green vegetables at this moment, Qian Wenqing would probably be dumbfounded.
He can eat it himself, but he absolutely cannot share it with others.
It's not that I'm stingy, it's just that this isn't the right time.
Right now, only chives can grow; other green vegetables simply can't grow.
The two of them drank mutton soup and ate meat, but did not drink any more alcohol. Xu Xiangyang also prepared steamed buns, which they ate with the soup.
"Brother Xu, I'll head back now. Everyone has to go back to sell their goods after the New Year, so I need to organize them," Qian Wenqing said as he put on his clothes.
I've had a good rest these past few days; staying home any longer would make me lazy.
Xu Xiangyang didn't stop him. How could he stop him from making money?
"Okay, if you don't want to cook, you can eat in the front yard," he instructed.
I've been home these past few days, so feel free to come over for a meal. Even if I'm not home, no one will chase him away.
Qian Wenqing nodded, smiled, and left.
This time it was finally completely quiet. I glanced at the time and it was already past five in the afternoon; it was dark.
It was already dark around 4 PM, which was quite early. The sky outside was foggy, and it looked like it was going to snow.
He tidied up the mess, locked the door, and entered the space.
The temperature here is stable; it feels particularly hot as soon as you come in, mainly because it's cold outside.
Even though there's a stove burning inside, the temperature is only around 18 degrees Celsius. It's fine if you wear a cotton-padded coat, but it's cold if you don't.
Xu Xiangyang circled around a huge pile of supplies, which he had all had manufactured in factories. They had no dates or trademarks.
That saves time and is cheaper!
He turned tens of millions of assets into these things. Although it's not quite right, it's the best way to turn money from the future into money in the present.
He considered investing in gold and then converting it into cash later, but that would be too ambitious—how much money would he need to convert it into?
This is better; it's safer and you can build connections.
It wasn't until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year that Qian Wenqing started working, and Xu Xiangyang also transported some supplies over in the past few days.
The volume is naturally not as much as before, mainly because the New Year is over, and the purchasing power is definitely not the same as before.
Qian Wenqing saw everyone off to sell their goods, and then went inside.
"Brother Xu, things are almost done here. You'll start work tomorrow, right?" he asked, lighting a cigarette for himself.
Xu Xiangyang nodded. "I'll leave this to you. If there are any problems you can't handle, you can come to the garment factory to find me anytime, understand?"
He didn't expect to be a hands-off manager; he just wanted Qian Wenqing to keep things stable and then come to him to handle things.
Besides, this matter will eventually be handed over to Qian Wenqing to handle, and I can't just keep watching from behind.
Qian Wenqing thought for a moment and said, "I know that, but I have an idea I'd like to ask you."
He'd been struggling with this for two or three days, but hadn't said anything because he was a little embarrassed.
Xu Xiangyang found his hesitant manner somewhat offensive and said, "Just say what's on your mind, hurry up."
Hearing this, Qian Wenqing smiled and scratched his head, saying, "I want to find a few more people and open branches in other districts."
He'd been thinking about this for a long time; business in the West District was just too good. He felt that opening a branch in another location would definitely be even better, and he'd make even more money.
Logically, this should be a good thing, but Xu Xiangyang remained silent for a long time.
The West District was able to develop peacefully together because he reached an agreement with Master Jiang, but what about the other districts?
I heard there's a guy named Master An in the city center who has a lot of resources and a wide network of connections.
They settled down during the Republic of China era and were already wealthy merchants. They haven't fallen on hard times, they just can't be as high-profile anymore.
People like that have no connections or background, how can you afford to offend them?
Xu Xiangyang can cause trouble, but what about the others? They can't just cause trouble and run away, can they?
He also needs to think about other people; ordinary people are different from him.
They can't afford to mess with Master An in the city center, let alone the other districts.
Qian Wenqing saw that he remained silent and had a pretty good idea of what was going on; he probably wouldn't agree.
Although he was very disappointed, he didn't say anything.
Just as Xu Xiangyang was about to speak, he heard Hei Zi return from outside.
He didn't even take the basket off his back before knocking on the door and entering the house.
Seeing the serious expression on his face, I knew something was wrong.
"What's wrong?" Qian Wenqing asked, getting up first.
They came back so soon after leaving; they definitely didn't come back to restock.
Hei Zi took a breath and said, "Someone stopped me just now, saying he was one of Master An's men and wanted to talk to my boss."
He was surprised when he heard the name of Master An. How could a native of this place, especially one who had been out making a living, not have heard of him?
That's why I rushed back without stopping, I had to inform them right away.
Qian Wenqing turned to look at Xu Xiangyang, his meaning clear: he was waiting for Xu Xiangyang to speak.
Xu Xiangyang wasn't worried at all; it was expected that someone would want to find him.
Not only did they anticipate it, but they also devised many countermeasures.
That's right, he had already thought of many ways to deal with people before they even came to his door.
For example, how should one deal with someone who has a bad or aggressive attitude?
They have a good attitude and want to have a proper talk, but how should they do it?
He looked up at Heizi and asked, "Where is he?"
Now that they've already come looking for us, we should definitely meet them.
When Hei Zi brought the person in, Xu Xiangyang was already sitting in a chair drinking tea.
Sitting next to him was Qian Wenqing, who was even more pretentious than him, with his legs crossed and a cigarette dangling from his mouth.
Xu Xiangyang felt that this was a bit like a kid who had just entered society and was always using other things to disguise himself.
He didn't realize that this was the ugliest way to look at a person, and that others would look down on it.
The man who arrived was in his thirties, dressed in green, and looked quite young.
This was the popular style of dress at that time, or it was all about wearing dark-colored clothes.
"Boss Xu, the people are here," Hei Zi said, then went out with his basket on his back.
Xu Xiangyang glanced at him, and the person opposite him was also sizing him up.
After the two finished looking him over, the other person spoke first.
"Hello, Mr. Xu. I've heard so much about you. I'm Yu Dong, one of Master An's men." He greeted him politely with a smile.
Xu Xiangyang nodded calmly, "Sit down, it's tiring to talk standing up."
He pointed to the empty chair next to him, gesturing for him to sit down.
Yu Dong obediently sat down without any pretense, then turned to look at him and said, "Mr. Xu, I wonder if you have some time so we can have a proper talk?"
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