Wang Peng and Du Lei went downstairs and walked west along the road, soon arriving at the old cotton and linen factory warehouse.
The warehouse is very large, only 200 meters away from Brother Supermarket No. 5. The dilapidated courtyard wall has been painted blue, and there are many collapsed tenement houses in the courtyard.
Du Lei looked at the slogan on the courtyard wall with excitement in his eyes: "Brother Peng, as long as this place becomes a parking lot, our No. 5 store will be invincible."
“Yes, that’s what I think too.” Wang Peng nodded and reached out to touch the paint on the wall.
He imagined the area being leveled and turned into a park and parking lot, where people would come to park and relax.
Just then, Wang Peng's phone rang. He answered it and put it to his ear: "Hello."
"This is Wang Cheng! Brother, do you really want to wipe us out?" Wang Cheng roared on the phone.
"You're right, I do want to wipe them out completely." Wang Peng also got angry: "Wang Cheng, why is Li Guifang suffering from dementia? What exactly did you do?"
"Wang Peng, how dare you ask me?" Wang Cheng sneered. "You don't acknowledge her, but she thinks about you every day, so she became depressed."
"Stop talking nonsense." Wang Pengqiang suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "Wang Cheng, you should have heard the news, right? The abandoned warehouse of the cotton and linen factory is going to be developed. Your death is coming soon."
There was a sudden silence on the phone. Wang Peng listened to the panting on the other end and couldn't help but smile slightly.
He knew Wang Cheng was thick-skinned and very good at hiding his true feelings. But now he was so angry that he broke down, which meant that Wang Cheng cared a lot about this matter, and at the same time, it meant that he was afraid.
Wang Peng smiled slightly and asked softly, "My dear brother, are you scared?"
There was no response on the phone, only a heavier breathing sound.
"Hehe." Wang Peng laughed again. "Wang Cheng, it's time to settle accounts with you. You've committed so many sins, it's time to pay the price."
"Brother, where are you? Can we talk?" Wang Cheng said, his tone surprisingly gentle.
"Is there any point in us talking? It's just a waste of each other's time," Wang Peng said calmly. "Wang Cheng, are you scared?"
"Hmm! I'm scared. Your room at Xinglan Hotel, shall we talk?" Wang Cheng's tone became even gentler.
Wang Peng couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth; he was scared, he was really scared.
Du Lei had already heard the conversation and waved his hand forcefully, signaling Wang Peng not to meet with him alone.
"Half an hour later, Xinglan Room 502." Wang Peng said, then hung up the phone.
"Brother Peng, there's no need to meet with him, is there? I'm worried he might do something desperate." Du Lei looked nervous and shook his head. "There really is no need."
Wang Peng put his phone in his pocket and put his arm around Du Lei's shoulder: "Brother Lei, Wang Cheng is indeed a dog. But he can't jump over walls, he can only crawl through dog holes."
"A dog hole?" Du Lei thought about it carefully and understood what Wang Peng meant.
Wang Cheng was a man who valued his life very much. If he encountered a problem that was difficult to solve, he would choose to escape rather than face it head-on.
"Brother Peng, do you mean that as long as we keep putting pressure on him, he will choose to run away?" Du Lei asked in a low voice.
"That's probably right, he'll probably run abroad," Wang Peng said. "Let's stick to our plan, we absolutely can't let him get away."
"Hmph!" Du Lei sneered, instinctively clenching his fist. "I will monitor him 24 hours a day. He can't escape."
Wang Peng nodded: "I'll leave this to you. Let's go see Wang Cheng."
Du Lei called his bodyguard. Soon, the bodyguard arrived in a black Audi. Wang Peng and Du Lei got in the car and drove to the Xinglan Hotel.
One bodyguard led the way, while three other bodyguards occupied the left, right, and rear positions, surrounding Wang Peng and Du Lei in the middle.
"Brother Peng, he's here." Du Lei pointed to a Honda Accord, and the license plate number was Wang Cheng's car.
"It seems he's really anxious and scared." Wang Peng smiled coldly, feeling a sense of relief.
Du Lei couldn't laugh, because he was afraid that Wang Cheng would resort to desperate measures, so he had to be on high alert.
The group arrived on the fifth floor. Two burly men were standing outside room 502. Wang Cheng was standing at the door of room 502.
"Big brother." Wang Cheng waved and came to Wang Peng's side.
"It's been so long since we last met, you've gotten more and more energetic." Wang Peng reached out to touch his suit. "You look quite dashing, young man."
Wang Cheng instinctively dodged, forcing a smile as he said, "Brother, please be lenient; this suit is very expensive."
Wang Peng chuckled, took out his key, opened the door, and invited Wang Cheng inside.
In the living room, Wang Peng sat on the sofa while Du Lei fiddled with the tea table and brewed a pot of tea.
Wang Cheng sat opposite Wang Peng, with security guard Zhuang Hua standing beside him. After Du Lei brewed the tea, the three of them drank and chatted, talking about trivial things.
“Brother, I’ve been dreaming a lot lately about when we were kids, about the times we went to the fields to weed together. Do you remember?” Wang Cheng looked up, as if reminiscing about the past.
"All I remember is you sitting in the shade slacking off, while I squatted under the scorching sun weeding, and you even laughed at me for working so slowly." Wang Peng shook his head, staring straight at him.
“I was ignorant back then,” Wang Cheng scratched his head and continued, “It was arranged by my parents, so it’s not my fault.”
Wang Peng was too lazy to waste any more words with him, so he looked up at Du Lei and said, "Brother Lei, he wants to talk to me alone."
"No!" Du Lei glanced at bodyguard Zhuang Hua and said urgently, "Brother Peng, I'm worried."
Wang Cheng waved his hand: "Xiao Zhuang, you can go out now."
"Yes, boss." Zhuang Hua turned and walked to the door, then opened it and left the room.
Du Lei gave Wang Cheng a cold look, snorted, and then left the room.
Only the two brothers remained in the room. Wang Peng thought carefully; the last time he was alone in a room with Wang Cheng was probably when they graduated from junior high school.
“Brother, we are brothers from the same father and mother. I don’t think we need to treat each other as enemies.”
“You are the owner of Brothers Supermarket, and I am the chairman of Huihuang Supermarket. As long as we join forces, we can dominate the retail industry in the provincial capital.”
"So, brother, we don't need to fight to the death. Wouldn't it be better to work together and make a fortune?"
Wang Cheng finished speaking in one breath, then looked at Wang Peng with a smile, showing great sincerity.
Wang Peng shook his head and gave a cold laugh: "Stop talking nonsense. You know we're not on the same wavelength at all, and we'll never be able to get along."
"Wang Cheng, stop beating around the bush and just say what you have to say," Wang Peng added, crossing his legs.
“Then I’ll be frank,” Wang Cheng said. “Brother, the cotton and linen factory warehouse can’t be developed, but I can compensate you.”
"Stop." Wang Peng waved his hand and continued, "That's the district's decision to develop it into a public parking lot. Go talk to the district, why are you talking to me?"
"Brother, our company, Huihuang, can give you 100,000 yuan. Think it over carefully..."
“I don’t need to consider it,” Wang Peng said. “Wang Cheng, I want you to be finished, not that 100,000 yuan.”
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