After leaving home, Lin Jian did not go to his uncle's house at all. Instead, he came to an inconspicuous house and knocked on the door.
Zhang Donghai heard a knock on the door and asked, "Who is it?"
"It's me."
Hearing the familiar voice, Zhang Donghai immediately ran to open the door.
"Mr. Lin, you're here!" Zhang Donghai said with a smile as he opened the door.
"I was just released by my old man today, so I came to take a look. How is business lately?" Lin Jian asked.
At this time, Lin Jian was not as carefree as he was at home. He was calm and ruthless, and looked like someone who was not to be messed with.
"I just made a fortune during the Mid-Autumn Festival. I'll get the account book for you to take a look."
Zhang Donghai quickly brought out an account book and handed it to Lin Jian. Lin Jian looked through it carefully and compared it with the bill.
Zhang Donghai stood aside, not daring to breathe.
Zhang Donghai, who had always followed Mr. Lin, knew his temper very well. Zhang Donghai was deeply afraid of Mr. Lin's ruthless methods.
After checking the account book, Lin Jian said with satisfaction: "Not bad, it seems that you have run the business well during this period."
"It's all thanks to you, Master Lin."
The owner of this black market is Lin Jian. Without Lin Jian's connections, this black market would not have survived.
"Keep working hard, and if you have any questions, come to me again."
"I understand, Master Lin."
Lin Jian never showed up, it was always Zhang Donghai who helped him manage the black market business. Zhang Donghai was so dedicated to helping Lin Jian manage the black market because Lin Jian saved Zhang Donghai's life.
Zhang Donghai has always been loyal to Lin Jian.
"By the way, Master Lin, there is something else I want to tell you."
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