Ying Yan had been gone for five years, but those five years were a period of great upheaval in the capital. Those who remained here did not have an easy time either, living in constant fear. Even so, many of them gradually drifted away from the center of power.
He's already twenty-eight years old, seemingly young, but his peak physical condition is nearing its end, and in peacetime, there's little chance of earning significant military exploits. He needs to start planning for his future.
"What, have you had enough of the army? Want to do something else?" Curly Hair also comes from a red capitalist family. His grandfather had a good relationship with Old Master Qin. To be precise, it was his grandfather's opinion that this was the case. Every time the Qin family made a move, his family followed closely. That's how they managed to survive until the establishment of New Xiahua and have remained steadfast until now.
Their families are wealthy, and they have already begun to take action, getting involved in some public-private financing businesses. Although the profits are not high and the return on funds is slow, they can build connections and obtain information in advance.
The crew-cut man nodded in agreement, "There's a lot of backstabbing and infighting in the military. You work yourself to the bone for such a small salary. I might as well quit early and find something that makes money faster. We're just ordinary people; if we have enough money, we can even squander it all and make something respectable!"
"That's right, Third Brother, you've finally figured it out?" Curly-haired guy clapped his hands with a smile: "Alright, if there's a chance in the future, I'll definitely not forget you."
The bespectacled man pushed up his glasses and curled his lips into a smile: "I do have some news."
Huang Zhirong raised an eyebrow and asked with interest, "What is a myna? If it's just ordinary news, a myna would never say such a thing."
"Looks like I'll have to use my own pocket money to follow my brothers and make some money too."
The other two also looked slightly excited and attentive. "Eighth Brother, stop being so mysterious. What's the news? You're with the top leader all day, so your information is definitely better than ours."
Lao Ba smiled and said, "It's not a big business. It's enough for us siblings to do a little bit."
"In Tianji City, there is a textile factory that ranks among the top three in the country. It had previously received a large international order, but due to the negligence of the production staff, the specifications were wrong. They only realized the mistake after all the products had been produced."
"The material is very good, the quantity is large, and the colors are rich, but the width is very narrow, only 1.2 feet. It is not big enough for making bedding or adult clothes."
"Huh?" Curly asked, puzzled. "One foot and two inches isn't wide, but it's enough to make clothes for children. How can you make money from it?"
Old Ba pushed up his glasses and laughed, "That's true, but the quantity of this fabric is too large. If it were registered, people would definitely ask questions. Nobody wants to take responsibility, so they treated this batch of fabric as scraps from an international order, which is equivalent to defective products."
“Since it’s a defective product, the price will definitely be very low. Plus, I have some connections with the head of the production department there, so we can get it at a very low price.”
The man with the buzz cut continued, "We get the fabric, then resell it as high-quality fabric—it's incredibly profitable!"
The four men excitedly began assigning tasks: the third brother was in charge of transportation, the fifth brother invested capital, and the eighth brother negotiated business, each holding a share of 2, 3, and 4 respectively. Even Huang Zhirong received a 10% share!
Ke Meiyu narrowed her eyes slightly, chuckled softly, and turned her gaze away. What should she do? She really wanted to steal the opportunity...
After finishing their meal, the four people greeted him with smiles and left, unaware that Ying Yan was acting in the slightest.
Huang Zhirong then said a few more ambiguous things, highlighting her special intimacy and familiarity with Ninth Brother.
Ying Yan returned just in time, first gulping down a glass of water from the table before smiling and saying to Ke Meiyu, "All done!"
"Just as I thought, my maternal grandparents were exonerated and all their assets were returned to them. They had an adopted daughter before, but they were ruined by her and her son-in-law. So, before they passed away, they wrote a will severing ties with their adopted daughter and son-in-law and only recognized me."
"I just received the news, so I took the documents to the review unit, got a slip, and directly received the neatly arranged documents."
"We'll have to bring some generous gifts to thank those old men properly later. It's because of their joint efforts that the supplies returned to the Qin family were quite complete."
Ke Meiyu smiled and nodded, without asking how much had been returned, but briefly recounted the conversation between the four people.
Ying Yan pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "Wife, are you trying to steal it?"
She nodded repeatedly with a self-righteous air, "Yes, the textile factory has already made a mistake, and they are trying to cover it up and evade responsibility. These people here want to take advantage of the situation to buy low and sell high, and we can profit from it. Is there anything wrong with that?"
“That’s right,” he patted her head. “If we can rationalize the process and use it as a stepping stone, we can maximize our profits while also making them furious.”
“That’s your brother,” Ke Meiyu said, resting her chin on her hand and blinking. “And there’s your tenth sister too…”
Ying Yan pulled her into his arms with rare affection and kissed her. "What do you need friends for? Of course, it's for when you encounter difficulties, for someone who can stand by you through thick and thin, for someone who will risk their life for you without hesitation, not someone who will stab you in the back."
“Some things are done once they’re done. I’m not stupid. Even though I’m not in Kyoto, I’m still sharp-eyed and discerning. Isn’t five years enough to figure out who’s sincere and who’s fake?”
"I'm not saying it because I don't want you to get your ears dirty."
Ke Meiyu blinked. "Tell me, if you don't tell me, what if I don't have the necessary vigilance when I meet someone and get taken advantage of?"
Ying Yan looked at her intently for a while. Although he was certain that he could protect her safety in his own way and believed that she wouldn't easily lose her cards, he was always prepared for the worst.
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