Ning Yuan was taken aback. During this period, she had indeed received quite a few individual business owners who wanted to invest.
But this is truly the first time someone has come to inspect the place like this esteemed gentleman.
She smiled and said, "Sorry, we're a small business. We can do wholesale and retail, but we don't plan to invest in joint ventures."
Moreover, her agreement to work as a wholesaler came with contractual requirements—
No store of the same kind is allowed to open within a ten-kilometer radius of her location; otherwise, she will cut off supplies and will not refund the prepayment for the orders.
The short, stout man frowned.
A thug-like guy in his early twenties behind him immediately said rudely, "Do you know who our brother is? Think before you speak!"
Ning Yuan smiled, her big eyes crinkling, and asked politely, "May I ask how this gentleman is addressed?"
The short, stout man in his forties snorted, "My surname is Jin. Ask around, ask around, this whole area is my territory."
Manhua and Huazi looked at each other, wondering if they were being asked to pay protection money.
Ning Yuan looked him up and down with a puzzled expression: "Oh my, isn't this Fudan University's territory? Are you the president of Fudan University? I remember the president is over sixty years old, he doesn't look like you!"
The short, fat man, feeling mocked, frowned and said, "You little brat, you're so sharp-tongued! Call out your family's elders who can speak!"
As he said this, he glared coldly at Manhua and Huazi.
Ning Yuan lazily waved her hand in front of his eyes: "Don't look at them. I've already said that I'm the one in charge here. I'm an adult."
She's already used to the troubles of having a youthful face.
Then, seeing the fat man glaring at her, she raised an eyebrow and said, "That's what I should be asking you. Who are you people and what do you want?"
The middle-aged man who had been silently following behind the short, fat man looked up at her and said, "Young lady, you should know how to share. You can't make a boat by yourself. You can't support such great wealth all by yourself."
Ning Yuan laughed: "Yes, but how did you know I was alone?"
This is threatening her; one person can't enjoy wealth all by themselves, so she has to share the benefits, right?
Fatty Jin scoffed coldly: "Do you think Fudan University has time to protect you, or that Director Chu is capable of protecting you?"
Upon hearing this, Ning Yuan exclaimed, "You even know Director Chu from the Academic Affairs Office? It seems you have a deep understanding of the school!"
They probably thought she was able to open a shop here solely because of Director Chu.
Fatty Jin laughed arrogantly: "I not only know your school very well, but I also know that you got these two shops because you have a family member who is a professor."
Ning Yuan nodded: "Not bad, not bad, it seems you've investigated me thoroughly."
Fatty Jin tapped his briefcase on the table: "Little girl, get this straight. When you invest, I'm not doing it for your sake, I'm doing it for your family, understand?"
Ning Yuan was so angry she laughed. They were clearly after her supply channels, yet they still gave her face!
She crossed her arms and said coldly, "Thank you, but I don't need your face. My grandfather doesn't need your face either! You're welcome to buy wholesale from me, but that's all!"
Manhua retorted bluntly, "That's right! What face or not? If you're so capable, go to Yangcheng and get the goods yourselves! Who's blocking you? It's hilarious!"
Fatty Jin hadn't encountered someone who disrespected him like this in a long time, and the fat on his face jiggled: "You...you guys...you're really insolent!"
Ning Yuan raised an eyebrow: "Oh, where did this big shot come from? I'm not seeing things, am I? Didn't we overthrow feudalism and imperialism a long time ago? How come there are still Qing Dynasty zombies coming back to life!"
Enraged by the mockery, Fatty Jin was about to rush forward and hit Ning Yuan: "Damn it, you little bitch..."
"What the hell do you want to do!" Hua Zi suddenly grabbed a long iron hook for rolling up shutters and rushed over menacingly to block Ning Yuan and Man Hua.
Since his brush with death in Guangzhou, although he was simple-minded, an undeniable fierceness had appeared in his eyes.
The fat man stumbled and almost crashed into the long hook in his hand.
Fortunately, the middle-aged man was quick-witted and grabbed him by the collar, pulling him back and preventing the fat man from being disfigured.
Fatty Jin glared at them angrily: "You..."
He was stunned. Manhua and Ningyuan actually pulled out two watermelon cleavers from under the counter.
Ever since Rong Zhaonan warned her that some scoundrels were eyeing their shop, she had prepared weapons in the shop.
Anyway, in 1980, it wasn't unusual to have guns.
Ning Yuan sneered as she touched the watermelon knife: "Sister Manhua, we may not have watermelons to cut in winter, but we do have winter melons. How about we cut them one by one?"
Manhua grinned maliciously: "Yes, it's been a long time since we've made winter melon soup."
Jin Pangzi and his two companions: "..."
The middle-aged man narrowed his drooping eyelids: "The little girl is quite fierce."
He looked at Fatty Jin and said calmly, "Brother Jin, it seems they're not going to give you that much face. Shall we go?"
Fatty Jin's face darkened. He straightened up and swept his gaze viciously over Ning Yuan and the other two: "You shameless bastards!"
Ning Yuan raised an eyebrow: "Who are you calling a 'dog'?"
Fatty Jin: "You bastard, you're cursing me!"
Manhua couldn't help but laugh, staring at him sarcastically: "So you knew you were a bastard too!"
"You! Do you even know who my dad is?!" Fatty Jin was furious, his fat face trembling, but he couldn't win the argument.
They were empty-handed, while the other side still had weapons.
Ning Yuan almost blurted out, "Is your dad Li Gang?"
“We don’t care who your father is. You’re so old, and you’re still relying on your dad. Why don’t you ask your dad to change your diapers?” Hua Zi scolded irritably.
"You fucking..." Fatty Jin's face turned pale, and he flew into a rage.
But the next moment, the middle-aged man grabbed his shoulder and said, "Brother Jin, let's go. There's plenty of time in the future."
Fatty Jin took a deep breath and looked at them with a sinister expression: "Just you wait and see. I'll see how long your shop can stay open here. You'll be begging me for business!"
After saying that, he kicked the glass door hard and walked out.
Several people thought that this kick would shatter the glass door, but to their surprise, the glass door simply opened steadily...
Well, it wasn't very stable either; the glass door bounced back and slammed into Fatty Jin's face with a "thud."
"Ouch! My God!" Fatty Jin screamed instantly, staggering as if his face was about to be smashed into a pancake!
Ning Yuan and the others couldn't help but burst out laughing when they saw this: "Hahahaha..."
Are bulletproof glass doors really that easy to kick down?
"You're asking for death!" The young man, who looked like a thug, angrily pointed at Ning Yuan and the others and cursed them, but he was afraid of the knives in their hands and dared not rush over.
The middle-aged man frowned, helped the grumbling, nose-bleeding Fatty Jin out the door, and then glanced indifferently at Ning Yuan and the others: "You'll regret this if you don't listen to reason."
Ning Yuan narrowed her big eyes: "We'll wait."
Rong Zhaonan had picked her up from get off work for several days in a row, which had indeed deterred a group of hooligans who wanted to cause trouble and extort money from her.
But to my surprise, today the "big scoundrel" showed up at my door under the guise of wanting to invest.
The three men left in a disheveled state.
"Pah, pah, pah, get out! Get out!" Manhua ran out the door and spat at their backs.
"That's it," she said happily, turning her head back into the shop. "Xiao Ning, we've chased away the trash."
Ning Yuan did not have a victorious smile on her face; instead, her expression was slightly gloomy, and it was unclear what she was thinking.
"What's wrong?" Manhua asked, puzzled.
Ning Yuan looked at them seriously and said, "This matter is not over yet. Sister Manhua, Brother Hua, you need to be careful when you go to and from get off work these days."
Manhua was taken aback, suddenly recalling what had happened in Guangzhou, and her heart sank: "We must be careful!"
She carried a knife to and from work! She refused to believe that these bastards could be more ruthless than the thugs from that night!
Ning Yuan looked around and realized that the store didn't have much stock left. Now it mainly served individual customers and wholesalers who came to place orders.
There's no need to worry about the goods.
"Go home early today, don't stay out too late. I'm going to the school office to see Director Chu first," Ning Yuan instructed.
She wanted to see what kind of person that Fatty Jin was, and that the little thug next to him was just a nobody, not important.
But she could sense a similar scent about that middle-aged man to the notorious bandit "Teacher Zhang" from last time.
Hearing Ning Yuan's concerns, Man Hua's face turned pale with tension, and she immediately grabbed Hua Zi: "Does that person look like that ruthless bandit surnamed Zhang from last time...?"
She just cursed at the other person!
Ning Yuan patted Manhua on the shoulder and comforted her: "It's okay. That Zhang is a mobile criminal. He knows it's not easy for the police to catch them, so he's ruthless."
She paused for a moment: "But that seemingly honest middle-aged man, since he was with the Jin family, means they have a fixed sphere of influence and don't dare to be openly arrogant."
Manhua finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Hua Zi thought for a moment and said, "How about... Xiao Ning, you talk to Brother Rong about this. He should be able to think of a solution."
Although he had heard his father, who was the village party secretary, say that Rong Zhaonan was skilled in martial arts and had crippled a young intellectual surnamed Wang with a single kick in the countryside.
But it wasn't until that bloody night in Guangzhou that they witnessed Rong Zhaonan leading a group of soldiers to instantly crush those ruthless bandits.
They shot and killed the thieves with perfect accuracy, without even a pause in their fire.
Only then did he realize how formidable and terrifying the village doctor, who had once been bullied by everyone, really was.
Ning Yuan smiled and said, "Okay, I'll tell him."
She will definitely tell Rong Zhaonan about it, but...
Actually, seeking help from Rong Zhaonan might not be the best solution for this matter.
Firstly, he couldn't keep running around for her personal matters; he had important national and familial affairs to attend to and was on a mission.
Secondly, the only people he could use were the police station staff, but Ying Gang and the others already owed her a huge favor, so it would be the same if she went to them herself.
She didn't want Manhua and Huazi to worry too much, so she just comforted them and reminded them of some things to pay attention to.
Ning Yuan tidied herself up and hurriedly went to the school office.
Upon hearing this, Director Chu frowned: "His surname is Jin... If it's someone I know, his father seems to be the head of education... He's about to retire."
And coincidentally, he was in charge of the universities he was in charge of.
Ning Yuan was taken aback, then gave a mocking smirk: "No wonder he was so arrogant, saying that neither the school nor you could help me."
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