"No, no." Xu Xiangyang quickly waved his hand. "When I look for a wife, she has to have her own job and be a modern woman. I don't want someone who's too busy at home."
It's not that he's fussy, but rather that his standards are too high for most people to meet.
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiumin rolled her eyes. "You have quite the idea, don't you? Can people who work outside even have children? It's too much trouble."
She had heard that working women either had to wait a long time to have children, or they stayed at home after having children.
Xu Xiangyang couldn't agree to having the baby at home.
This kid, it's not like he can't afford to support a woman, why does he have to make her work?
After much thought, she concluded that Xu Xiangyang didn't want to get married.
"You don't want to get married, right?" she asked.
Before Xu Xiangyang could say anything, Wang Zhongshan frowned and said impatiently, "Alright, alright, what if we don't get married? A grown man can't be without a wife, right? Xiangyang's factory was just built not long ago, he's already too busy, so don't make things worse."
Wang Xiumin pursed her lips, knowing that her father would side with the child. Didn't she also want her child to get married as soon as possible?
That makes sense, considering the child is only 21, an age when most people in the city are still in school.
We're not living in the countryside anymore, so let's not talk about these things anymore.
"Alright, I got it!" she sighed and said, "Do whatever you want from now on, I don't care if you don't get married."
Little did she know that those words would haunt her for the rest of her life...
Xu Xiangyang smiled and said, "Okay, you said it yourself."
No one's rushing me now, right?
"What? You think you won't find a partner if I don't urge you? I don't believe it." Wang Xiumin didn't believe him and turned back to coax the child.
Xu Xiangyang shrugged. Who can say for sure?
When he got home, he checked the time; it was exactly seven o'clock. He then went into his spatial storage to retrieve the goods.
This time we ordered a lot of goods, mostly food; the amount of other household items was negligible.
The food available is mostly canned goods and grains; these are the best-selling items. What we're lacking right now is food.
We can talk about other things after we've filled our stomachs.
Xu Xiangyang put everything into his spatial storage, tidied up, and then went out.
After changing his clothes and disguising himself again, he climbed over the back wall and rode his bicycle to the black market.
Just as he was crossing the intersection, he suddenly saw two people.
He thought for a moment, then turned around and chased after them, using the little mouse to follow them closely.
"Brother Wu, I'm fine now. I got two injections of anti-inflammatory medicine and I feel much better." Cao Yajun was a little weak and started panting after saying just a few words.
Jiang Wu helped him up and said, "Come on, you're still far from being much better than you thought."
The two of them walked very slowly, mainly because Cao Yajun couldn't walk anymore.
"How did things go last time? Did you get the fabric?" Cao Yajun asked in a low voice.
"Yes, it's all off now, so don't worry." Jiang Wu supported him, sighing inwardly.
Look at the state of things now, and you're still thinking about these things.
Xu Xiangyang followed behind. Although they had lowered their voices, he still heard what they had just said.
Fabric?
He frowned. Could it be fabric from the garment factory?
Cao Yajun glanced around and, seeing that no one was there, gestured for him to sit down.
Sitting on a roadside stone, he took a breath and said, "Don't tell anyone about the fabric. If something like this happens again, we should handle it ourselves. This stuff can't fall into other people's hands, or something bad could easily happen."
After saying so much, he couldn't help but hold his dazed head; it was just too uncomfortable.
I was completely exhausted, and my mind was foggy and unclear.
But people like him, even when they fall asleep, they don't sleep soundly; they remain in light sleep. People like that are the most tired.
Xu Xiangyang watched them talk and realized what was going on. Were they really going to continue?
But now that we know who it is, things are much easier.
He watched as Jiang Wu carried Cao Yajun away, and then went to the black market.
Qian Wenqing knew he was coming to deliver goods, so he waited there early.
Xu Xiangyang drove over with two truckloads of goods, then closed the warehouse door. "Let them pick them up tonight. Have someone notify them."
He was worried that things might get complicated if he waited too long, so he figured it was better to resolve the issue sooner rather than later.
Qian Wenqing hadn't expected it to be so urgent, but he didn't ask any more questions. He nodded and went to call for help.
Xu Xiangyang didn't wait there; he turned around and went to the scoreboard.
He had previously looked for Cao Yajun's old hideout. Although he had moved to Haicheng to develop his business, how could he possibly take everything with him in such a short time?
He checked each place one by one, and finally found a courtyard with guards inside.
The two men looked at the warehouse; the door was still locked, and it seemed difficult to get in. But in front of Xu Xiangyang, what place was difficult to enter?
Under the cover of night, he sneaked in and stored everything in the warehouse into his spatial storage.
Weren't you moving out? He'll help you move, he'll take all your belongings with him!
Looking at the empty warehouse, he smiled with satisfaction.
The next morning.
Cao Yajun lay in bed, feeling much better. At least he wasn't coughing all the time, and he had a good night's sleep.
His expression softened, and when he saw Shen Fangjun coming over, he stopped scolding her.
"Runner-up, eat your food before taking your medicine." Shen Fangjun brought over a bowl of millet porridge and a steamed egg custard.
Cao Yajun didn't say anything, but sat up and ate a few bites on the kang table.
Seeing him eat, Shen Fangjun was especially happy. "I'll go get the soup. It's an old hen that was stewed all night last night."
After saying that, she smiled and went out.
At this moment, Jiang Wu took advantage of the situation and went straight to the main house.
"What's wrong?" Cao Yajun noticed that his expression was off as soon as he entered the room.
Jiang Wu pursed his lips and said, "The warehouse has been emptied."
This is unbelievable!
Such a large warehouse, emptied out just like that!
Moreover, there were walls all around, and two living people were in the yard. He was sleeping there last night and didn't hear a sound at all.
If he didn't live there, he would have suspected that the gatekeeper was behind it.
They moved the stuff right under our noses, it's really weird!
"How could this be?" Cao Yajun's expression changed as he pondered the situation.
Could it be...?
"Did he find out?" He looked up at Jiang Wu, his face full of doubt.
Jiang Wu shook his head. "I don't know, but only the two of us know about this. It's too strange."
He didn't know what to say. Could this person possibly be able to move objects from a distance? That's just nonsense.
Cao Yajun's face darkened. It seemed that what was lost this time was far more valuable than the fabric; the loss was enormous.
"Starry-eyed!" (Uttering profanities)
He slammed his hand on the table, throwing the porridge and steamed egg custard onto the floor.
Hearing the sound, Shen Fangjun, who was standing outside the door, couldn't help but shudder.
She bit her lip, then turned and walked away.
"Alright, focus on getting better first, we'll talk about it later," Jiang Wu advised, then poured him a glass of water.
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