After handling the matter, Xu Xiangyang said, "I'll be releasing the goods at that warehouse tonight, you don't need to go. I'll be away for a few days, and we'll talk again when I get back."
"Alright, Brother Xu, you can go ahead without worry. Leave things here to me!" Qian Wenqing was already used to it and was now managing things here with ease.
Xu Xiangyang nodded and then left.
The black market is stable now, but he knows that's just a facade.
Just like Old Wei and his gang, they'll definitely be eyeing the supply of goods they have.
But taking it away is probably impossible in this lifetime.
The most important thing now is to handle the garment factory matter properly, and also deal with Kong Deyu's situation, which is probably about to cause an uproar.
After spending two days in the space, he finally received the goods, but he didn't need to go back to the garment factory yet.
After all, in other people's eyes, he had only been gone for three days.
Three days later, even with a fast horse, they arrived at their destination, but still hadn't found any cloth.
He will have to wait another four days before he can go back legitimately.
Xu Xiangyang glanced at the time; it was already past ten o'clock, and the weather outside was quite nice.
After changing his clothes and dressing up, he went to Kong Deyu's black market.
To his surprise, there were quite a few people inside, and everything was operating normally.
He had previously placed a listening device in Kong Deyu's office, but nothing had happened.
He wondered if the bugging device was malfunctioning.
He wandered around for a long time but didn't find anything, although the building door was locked.
I don't know if Kong Deyu is there, but the others are still here.
You can't tell anything from him. He didn't linger around here for long, because that would attract attention.
People who've been there before will inevitably ask questions, so it's better to go back early.
He came back that evening, but found no office lights and no one at the door.
Could they have gone out? Otherwise, why is there no one here?
There's only this one possibility right now; we don't know anything else.
There was nothing he could do but wait.
During this time, he went to wander around other places.
Old Wei's black market, along with the Zhang brothers', remained as bustling as ever.
There's even a black market at night, but it only deals in all sorts of random things.
The room was also filled with antiques and calligraphy, but Xu Xiangyang had no interest in any of them.
After all, he doesn't know anything about these things, so he'd rather save money than receive counterfeit goods.
If all this fuss goes on and on, and we end up losing money, what's the point?
He would never consider a deal he wasn't confident about.
If there's a sure-fire way to make money, why bother with all those other things?
On the morning of the second day, there was finally some activity from the listening device.
Xu Xiangyang put down the fried chicken in his hand, wiped his hands, and listened carefully.
"Pan Xiao, have you been alright these past few days while I was gone?" Kong Deyu's voice sounded slightly tired.
Pan Xiao nodded and said, "No problem, the building has been locked all along. The black market business is still not very good, and people are buying things in small quantities now."
That's the situation right now; business is booming everywhere else except here.
Most people here come to buy things for convenience. They would buy a lot of things elsewhere, but they come here to buy things for emergencies.
Kong Deyu nodded and said, "It's alright, it'll be fine in a few days. I've already found a good source of goods, much cheaper, all from Hong Kong and Guangdong."
He spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he had solved a major problem.
“Hong Kong?” Pan Xiao said, “Didn’t they come here illegally?”
"Yes, that's true, but it's none of our business. We'll just unpack the items later."
Hearing this, Xu Xiangyang was a little confused, as he had previously received goods from Hong Kong and Guangdong from Cao Yajun's warehouse.
Could it be that Cao Yajun has gotten in touch with him?
He frowned. It seemed that Cao Yajun was still up to his old tricks and insisted on going against him.
Now everyone in the Xincheng black market knows that he and Kong Deyu are not on good terms. The main reason is that if there is any disturbance, everyone will know the news.
This kind of thing can't be hidden no matter how hard you try; there are informants everywhere.
Xu Xiangyang is the same; he has his own informants in each district, and he will know as soon as there is any news.
The people inside were still talking, but it was all meaningless, and he didn't want to listen.
Just then, Kong Deyu suddenly said, "I'm going downstairs for a bit. You go outside and keep an eye on things."
Oh ho, are we going to the basement?
Xu Xiangyang's lips curled up, unable to suppress the urge to laugh.
I wonder if Kong Deyu can accept such a generous gift!
If it were him, Xu Xiangyang felt he would be furious. He had worked so hard to accumulate some wealth, and then it was taken away by someone else.
Tsk tsk tsk...
As the sound of footsteps faded into the distance, Xu Xiangyang waited for someone to go crazy.
But after waiting for a while, I still didn't hear any noise. What's going on?
He frowned. Could it be that he was so angry that he died?
That can't be!
Is this person's tolerance for stress really that low?
About half an hour later, Xu Xiangyang finally heard footsteps. The two footsteps got closer and closer, followed by the sound of a door closing.
His listening device was under his desk, and you could clearly hear his heavy breathing.
She must have been angry.
Kong Deyu's face turned red, clearly indicating that he was quite angry.
"Pan Xiao, what's going on?" His tone was unsteady, clearly suppressing his anger.
Pan Xiao's face was pale. "Brother Yu, you should know me. I've been with you for over ten years. We've been friends since we were kids. Don't you know what I'm like?"
He didn't know what happened; he was just guarding the gate when someone called him away.
He was somewhat bewildered when he saw the empty basement.
He knew about the basement, but had never been inside.
However, he often saw Kong Deyu taking things in, but rarely taking things out.
It can't be empty inside, right? There should at least be two boxes or something.
Kong Deyu calmed himself down. He knew Pan Xiao's character well, otherwise he wouldn't have hired someone as simple-minded and physically strong as him.
But today's events were too big for him to process.
"Call the others over." He had no choice but to ask others.
As it turned out, the others knew nothing about it and had no idea that anyone had been there.
Kong Deyu also saw that the door was intact. This kind of lock is an old thing, otherwise they wouldn't have used this basement.
He led everyone downstairs and shone a flashlight on the rat hole.
"Tell me, if it wasn't someone who came, could it have been a rat that stole it!" He couldn't contain his anger and shouted.
The others shuddered in fright; no one had come at all, the locks on the door and the outside were both working properly.
Besides, how would they know there was a basement?
Just then, a pair of bright red eyes peeked out from the mouse hole, and then, under everyone's gaze, it slipped away.
Kong Deyu kicked the hole in anger, and his toe snapped with a crack...
"ah!!"
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