We went back to the old house.
With something on his mind and waiting for news, he simply called Ah Qing over and asked him to go to Lao Jiang's place to get some braised dishes to go with his drinks. As a result, Ah Qing brought over a pot of seafood.
When you open the lid, steam is still rising.
Clams, razor clams, mantis shrimp, shrimp, and several abalone are all very common seafood, which Aqing caught while beachcombing in the afternoon when he had nothing to do.
Wu An had eaten his fill that evening, but the sight of it still tempted him.
Putting everything else aside, it's really good as a snack with drinks.
If you eat too much, you really need to be careful about getting ventilation.
Now, though.
They're both still young, so they can do whatever they want.
After eating and drinking for a while, Wu An was quite busy, with constant phone calls and messages, mainly chatting with Mai Hangyu, even though he had been given full responsibility for the guesthouse.
But Mai Hangyu would still report the day's events to him.
Wu An didn't say anything.
He's so good at doing things, and he's still stopping him. He's just an idiot.
besides.
He also added the contact information of many milk tea brand franchisees, and would chat with them whenever he had time to ask about the franchise requirements and the amount of money needed.
Whether there are dates or not, let's just throw a shot.
These salespeople are very enthusiastic; even if he doesn't reply much, they still send a lot of messages.
He had never even heard of some of the brands, so he naturally passed them over immediately.
For some well-known brands, you can choose to target them selectively.
future.
This area is intended to become a tourist destination, so we can't expect our online visitors to come here and not even have a milk tea to hold while they're out for a stroll.
What is a sense of belonging?
A milk tea that you can hold in your hands wherever you go—that's a sense of belonging.
Sometimes, making money can happen in just a few years.
With 2013 fast approaching, his plans are already a bit late.
Don't be fooled by the 300,000 yuan he holds; it's just a drop in the ocean compared to his grand plan.
He desperately needs money.
Even setting aside the fact that the guesthouse needs to be built, the initial investment alone might not be enough, perhaps 300,000 yuan.
Secondly, the fish rafts he wants to build might require a sum of money to contract.
Not to mention these milk tea franchises, which require real money to obtain regional agency rights.
Just by fishing at sea, one can only earn about 50,000 to 60,000 yuan per trip. Even if one is extremely lucky and makes 100,000 yuan, it's still just a drop in the bucket.
He needs millions, or even tens of millions!
Right now, he can't get it.
certainly.
You can take your time.
However, if one step is slow, one step will be slow, and the advantage he has gained may be lost due to a sudden policy or benefit.
Intelligent people are called intelligent because some of them are able to predict the future.
Wu An dared not gamble.
If he loses the initiative, he may not be able to compete with others.
He comforted himself, telling himself not to rush, because rushing wouldn't help. At worst, he could spend his whole life fishing at sea and still make a fortune.
It can be done simultaneously.
There's a little voice in my head, posing like a triumphant dragon: Are you content with this? Are you just going to accept your fate like this? Then why don't you be reborn?
Wu An drank his wine and became a little tipsy.
He snapped back to reality the moment he received Ah Jin's call.
"Brother An, it's done."
"How about it?"
"The person has fainted."
"Was the beating really that severe?"
Ah Jin smiled and said, "It's not that we're ruthless, it's that the kid is ruthless to himself."
“We gave him a good beating, but we held back, afraid of hurting him.”
"Finally, we held him down and broke his left hand."
"We were all planning to call it quits and leave, but then this guy suddenly started running like a burst of energy, and ended up crashing into the wall in his panic."
The person lost consciousness on the spot.
After hearing this, Wu An grinned and said, "It's good that he's not dead."
Ah Jin responded and said, "Oh, right, he's the one who smashed the window last night."
"I covered him with a sack and deliberately tried to bluff him, asking him why he was messing with him and if he knew what he was doing."
"He was quite shrewd; he immediately asked Old Fu how much it would cost to get revenge on them, and he was willing to pay double the amount."
"He also said that the person who threw the bricks this morning wasn't him, but someone his father hired."
I cursed him out with all sorts of nonsense.
Let the brothers get to work.
Wu Anle laughed: "Well done."
"What about the money after that..."
“Ten thousand yuan is enough,” Ah Jin quickly said. “Actually, we don’t need that much. For us, this is also our job, and we do what the boss says.”
Wu An understood what A Jin meant; this favor should be attributed to Gao Qiangqi.
"Okay, I won't be coy anymore."
"Brother An, you can sleep soundly tonight."
"Thank my brothers for me."
After hanging up the phone, Aqing asked curiously, "Brother, what's up?"
Wu An briefly explained the situation.
Others might need to be wary, but Aqing naturally didn't. Wu An didn't give any instructions either, so Aqing naturally knew that she had to keep this matter a secret.
After listening, Aqing said, "Brother, something's not right."
Wu An was taken aback: "What's wrong?"
“Chen Baosheng threw the brick last night. It’s fine for you to ask A Jin to find someone to beat him up. But today, Boss Chen had someone throw bricks at him. You haven’t dealt with that yet.”
“Chen Baosheng is the eldest son of Chen Laoda. I beat up his son, so I guess it was a form of revenge.”
"It doesn't count, I'm my own debtor."
"Then what do you suggest we do?"
"Of course, it's an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth." Aqing chuckled wickedly and said, "Let's find Old Fu and smash Old Chen's windows too."
Wu An was stunned: "This..."
That's so mean!
But thinking about it, he was somewhat eager to try it.
"Shall we do it or not?"
"Let's do it!"
"Let's go, let's go."
The two brothers put their heads together and decided to put on their raincoats and head out.
We arrived at Shangwan Village.
Old Fu was stunned when he saw the two men arrive in the rain, excitedly saying they would accompany him to smash Old Chen's window.
ah?
Seriously?
Old Fu swallowed hard, said nothing, and, as if possessed, led the two men away.
I picked up a handy brick from the roadside.
Old Fu pointed to the tallest three-story villa in the row in front and said, "People live on the first and second floors, so feel free to smash it."
As you can see, the lights in the small villa are still on.
Even though it's so late, I can still hear people talking; it sounds quite lively.
Wu Anxin said that Chen Baosheng, who was beaten and unconscious in the town, had probably been found, and that the Chen family was in a state of chaos.
"Smash it."
He shouted and threw the brick in his hand.
The brick had just been released from his hand.
Turn around with confidence.
He took off running.
Hearing the "crackling" sound of breaking glass, Old Fu started running after Wu An. He could feel his heart pounding wildly.
Although such retaliation is somewhat childish and immature.
But it's really interesting!
It was really fun!
If it were him, he definitely wouldn't have done it.
Back inside.
Old Fu was excited and said happily, "Ah An, Ah Qing, thank you both for helping me with this whole thing."
"No need to be so polite. I can't learn the tricks my brother uses, like framing someone or shifting the blame." Aqing said smugly, hands on her hips. "But, if you ask me, this is the real revenge!"
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