The man was talking excitedly, as if he was introducing his idol to others.
Li Feng on the side was shocked. He wanted to make money, but he didn't want to die... The idea of using this secret to ask for some benefits from Sheng Yanchuan just now disappeared completely as the man told the story. If he had any bad intentions with such a person, he would have to work for the King of Hell before things even started.
So this is why Li Feng has not recruited Sheng Yanchuan for so many years. He is just a small gangster. He has no chance to negotiate with such a big boss. Until Sheng Yanchuan went to Shanghai, the black market in the town was short of manpower. He relied on his familiarity in the black market over the years to enter Chaoyang, but he was only a grassroots and never had the opportunity to go to Shanghai.
But this is enough for Li Feng. He can earn some money and live a stable life. If he has the opportunity to climb up and go to Shanghai, it would be even better. It is precisely because of this that Li Feng suddenly had the idea when he saw Sheng Yanjun today. However, seeing Sheng Yanjun's disappointing look, Li Feng's little plan also went cold.
Li Feng's thoughts were cut off, but Sheng Yanjun's mind became active. When Li Feng was reminiscing, Sheng Yanjun was also thinking about something. After a while, he came back to his senses and looked at Li Feng and asked, "Li Feng, can you introduce me to someone? I also want to make some money by following you guys. You know the current situation in our village. Some capable people want to run away. I don't have any connections and I don't want to be gossiped about in the village all the time."
Li Feng's face turned pale when he heard this, and he felt that this family was really outrageous... "Brother Jun, it's not impossible to recommend it, but have you really never heard of Chaoyang Department Store?"
After Li Feng asked, he stared at Sheng Yanjun. Looking at his expression, he felt that Sheng Yanjun was playing a trick on him. After all, they were all family. Even if he didn't know that he was the second master Sheng from the black market, he couldn't have not known the name of his own business... Isn't that outrageous...
Sheng Yanjun frowned and thought, "I really don't have any impression. Should I know?"
Sheng Yanjun did not lie about this. Sheng Yanchuan had called home and only said that he had opened a department store in Shanghai, but he did not mention the name. Taohua knew about it, but because Sheng Yanjun and Sheng Yanchuan did not get along, in order to avoid conflict, they never told the family about Nanqiao and Sheng Yanchuan. After all this trouble, no one at home knew about it...
"It's okay. If you don't know, then don't know. If you really want to do it, meet at the entrance of the village at six o'clock tomorrow morning. We'll go to town together."
"Sure, I'll be there on time tomorrow. If this works out, I'll give you a big red envelope." Sheng Yanjun agreed readily, his face beaming as if he had found some new bright road. But Li Feng on the side was very hesitant. He didn't know if what he was doing was right. He was a little worried in his heart. What if Sheng Yanchuan found out one day, and how would this end?
But thinking of the big red envelope, he was even more lucky. If Mr. Sheng didn't object to this matter, would he also be considered to have made a contribution? After all, in his heart, he didn't think Mr. Sheng was a person who only cared about himself and ignored his family. After all, he could bring his brothers here to Shanghai, not to mention his own family.
Thinking about the gossip in the village and Sheng Yanjun's strange behavior during this period, he was more certain that the discord in the Sheng family was most likely caused by Sheng Yanjun, and he immediately decided to bring him into the industry. At most, he would just take better care of him and not let anything happen to him. In short, this matter was not illegal and earned more money than farming in the village. However, in this way, he knew that Mr. Sheng was Sheng Yanchuan, and he would have to keep it to himself...
Having made up his mind, Li Feng nodded and agreed to the matter. He also told Sheng Yanjun some precautions. The two of them continued to drink and chat. Sheng Yanjun, who had been depressed and seldom laughed in the past few years, also smiled from the bottom of his heart. However, Sheng Yanjun did not expect that he thought he had found a way out by himself, and finally relied on Sheng Yanchuan. He didn't know how he would deal with it when the day came...
The two drank to their heart's content. Sheng Yanjun couldn't even walk straight on his way home. He held onto the wall and walked home in the dark, humming a little tune. He was in a particularly happy mood.
Pushing open the gate and entering the house, Aunt Xiumei, who was worried about Sheng Yanjun, heard the noise at the door the first time. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Sheng Yanjun, who was staggering and about to fall.
Aunt Xiumei went forward with a dark face to support Sheng Yanjun, while calling Huiping
"Huiping, Huiping, come out and help your man."
Hui Ping in the room heard the voice and came out. Seeing Sheng Yanchuan like this, she didn't want to pay any attention to him. She was about to step out of the door, but she took it back and slammed the door shut.
Aunt Xiumei looked at the locked door, then at Sheng Yanjun, who was not recognized by the people drinking. She was so angry that she supported him to walk towards Taohua's room, muttering and cursing.
"You damn boy, you have a good life but I don't know what you are thinking about every day. Everyone has their own blessings. Why do you always pick on your brother? If he is well, our family will be well too. What's wrong with that? Now that he is well, we can't even see each other or say a few words to each other. It makes me sad to see you like this. It's not that I didn't want to go to Shanghai with you. I said that I couldn't bear to leave the land at home, but in the end it was all for you. I'm worried that you will be even more depressed if you go there. I've lived for so many years and I really don't know how to persuade you."
Aunt Xiumei kept talking, talking about the things that she usually suppressed and couldn't say to herself. But the other party was completely drunk and didn't hear a word.
Looking at Sheng Yanjun lying on the bed drunk, Aunt Xiumei sighed, turned off the light and left the room.
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