Here, a thin little brother with a clever look in his eyes took small steps and quickly approached the fat brother.
He leaned slightly to the side, half bent his waist, put his head close to Fatty's ear, half covered his mouth with his hand, and whispered, "Boss, this guy who suddenly appeared looks quite mysterious. How about we send someone to follow him and investigate his background? What if he comes from an unknown source and causes trouble for us?"
As the younger brother was speaking, he secretly observed Fat Brother's expression out of the corner of his eye. His face was full of worry and caution.
Upon hearing this, Fat Brother did not respond immediately, but narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought.
He slowly raised his hand and touched the short, hard stubble on his chin. His brows slightly furrowed, his mind quickly recalling Lin Zhiyue's every move and every word.
After a moment, Fatty shook his head gently and said in a steady and confident tone, "No need. Didn't you see the things he took out? They were of excellent quality. Although the quantity displayed this time was not much, it was enough to meet our large demand, and he was so confident. Those who can do this are definitely not ordinary people, and they must have a strong background behind them."
Fatty paused, stood up, put his hands behind his back, and paced slowly in the room, continuing: "We are in this black market for the purpose of making money. As long as he can deliver the goods to us on time and with good quality, and the price is fair, who is behind him is not a big deal. It is better to have less trouble than more. If we investigate rashly, we may anger him and ruin this profitable business, which is not worth the loss. Let's deal with him properly and put the money we deserve into our pockets."
After hearing what Fatty said, the younger brother was stunned for a moment, then he nodded vigorously as if he had suddenly realized something. The worry on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by an expression of admiration: "Boss, you are still very clear-sighted. I thought too much. I will listen to you and do this business well!"
The night fell like a huge piece of black silk, quietly covering the entire city. Only the abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city cast a gloomy silhouette under the hazy moonlight.
Lin Zhiyue, dressed in a light black outfit, arrived at the agreed location ahead of time, with a figure as light as a ghost.
She walked into the factory with steady steps, the soles of her shoes rubbing against the dusty ground, making a slight rustling sound.
After standing still, Lin Zhiyue took a deep breath, glanced around the empty and dim factory, then raised her slender arm and waved her hand gracefully in the air.
In an instant, the originally empty venue seemed to be cast with magic. Bags of rice and flour, and cans of white sugar and brown sugar appeared out of thin air and were stacked neatly and orderly.
1,000 kilograms of rice, with full grains and a faint rice aroma;
1,000 jin of white flour, fine in texture, glowing softly in the dim light of the moon shining through the broken window;
200 kilograms of white sugar are crystal clear, like fine crystals;
200 kilograms of brown sugar have a mellow color and exude a warm scent.
After completing all this, Lin Zhiyue did not let down his guard.
She closed her eyes and concentrated her mind. Her powerful mental strength was like an invisible yet powerful force, slowly radiating outwards to the surrounding areas with her as the center.
Every bit of mental power is like a sharp tentacle, reaching into every corner of the factory and not missing any disturbance.
She could "sense" the subtle sound of a mouse moving in the corner, and detect the trajectory of dust on the dilapidated window moved by the breeze.
At this moment, she was like a watcher in the dark, quietly waiting for Fat Brother's arrival to ensure that the transaction was foolproof.
Outside the abandoned factory, the pointer pointed precisely to ten o'clock. A low roar of a car came from far away, breaking the silence of the night.
Fat Brother was sitting in a slightly shabby but still majestic jeep, followed by a few burly young men. They looked alert and kept an eye on the movements around them.
The car slowly stopped, and Fat Brother was the first to open the door. He was big and strong, and when he got out of the car, he created a breeze, with the corners of his clothes fluttering in the wind.
The young men behind him also got off the car quickly and stood neatly behind Fatty, like a group of well-trained guards.
Fat Brother strode into the factory with a sharp gaze, and immediately saw Lin Zhiyue who was guarding the mountain of goods alone.
In the dim light, Lin Zhiyue stood tall and straight. Although he was alone, he exuded a sense of calmness and confidence.
Fat Brother secretly admired in his heart and quickened his pace.
Seeing Fat Brother and his group coming, Lin Zhiyue took the initiative to greet them with a faint smile on her face, and her tone was polite yet capable: "Fat Brother, you are finally here.
The goods are all over there, please arrange for someone to check them." As she spoke, she turned sideways and pointed to the neatly stacked rice, flour, white sugar and brown sugar.
Fatty nodded slightly, turned around and winked at his brothers behind him, and said calmly: "Go, check carefully, don't leave any bag behind."
The younger brothers immediately took the order, quickly dispersed, and started working on the goods.
They opened the bags one by one with skilled movements. Some held up a handful of rice and carefully checked the fullness of the grains under the moonlight.
Some grab a handful of white flour and rub it to feel its fineness;
Others open the sugar jar, dip their fingers into a little white sugar, and put it in their mouths to taste the sweetness and purity.
Soon, a younger brother ran up to Fatty with excitement on his face, his voice trembling with excitement: "Boss, the goods are fine! They are all high-quality grains, the rice, flour, and sugar, the quality is excellent!"
The other brothers also gathered around, nodded in agreement, with surprise and admiration on their faces.
Fatty smiled with satisfaction, took out a slightly worn cloth bag from his arms, opened it layer by layer, and found neatly stacked banknotes inside. He counted out 2,100 yuan, handed it to Lin Zhiyue with both hands, and said, "Brother, this is the payment for the goods, 2,100 yuan, count it carefully and see if it's correct."
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