There is a group of tube-shaped buildings in the south of Sang'an County. They were the staff dormitories of the machinery factory in the original county. But later the machinery factory moved and this area was sold to nearby villagers.
Zhou Rang was carrying a wooden box, followed by Wang Yong, and the two came to one of the tube buildings.
There was a table at the foot of the stairs, and several big men were sitting around it playing cards, eating a few peanuts and drinking a few sips of wine from time to time. Although their faces were red from the cold in the winter, no one seemed to feel it and was in very high spirits.
Seeing two strangers coming here, one of them, a tall and thin man, looked at them nonchalantly. After a while, he recognized Zhou Rang's face and immediately stopped the others from playing cards.
"Hey, isn't this Brother Rang? I haven't seen you for a long time. How come you came to us from heaven?" Yang Houzi's tone was sarcastic and obviously had no good intentions.
Zhou Rang glanced at him and said coldly, "I'm looking for Lao Hei. I don't have time to waste on you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Houzi's face darkened, thinking that Zhou Rang didn't take him seriously. But before he could speak, someone else spoke for him.
"Hey, our boss is not someone you can see whenever you want." Another man with a scar on his face spat on the ground and looked at Zhou Rang fiercely.
Seeing how arrogant he was, Wang Yong was about to step forward and teach him a lesson, but Zhou Rang stopped him by waving his hand.
"Are you here to fight?" Yang Houzi threw the cards on the table, slammed it and stood up.
As soon as he stood up, the other big men also stood up. The man with the scar even stood in front of Zhou Rang in a provocative manner, almost face to face with him.
"Zhou Rang, last time our boss approached you in a friendly manner about cooperation, you refused without a word, saying you would never have anything to do with each other again."
"You came to my house on your own initiative the other day, and I asked you in a nice tone, but you were so unfazed. Since you don't give me face, I don't need to give you face either."
Yang Houzi kicked the stool, put his hands in his pockets and snorted coldly.
"I told you, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you." Zhou Rang swung a punch, hitting the scarred man directly on the right cheek. The latter didn't expect Zhou Rang to attack suddenly, and took the punch head-on.
"Fuck you." The scarred man stood firm and threw a punch to fight back, but was immediately kicked to the ground by Zhou Rang with a sweeping kick, raising dust on the ground.
Seeing the scarred man lying on the ground in pain, unable to get up, Yang Houzi swallowed and subconsciously took a step back. He had heard from his boss before that Zhou Rang was very skilled, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he was really enlightened.
One punch or one kick can knock someone so hard that he can't get up.
But he could lose the battle but not the formation. If he ran away, wouldn't it damage his image in the eyes of his subordinates?
"Come on, why are you standing there?" Yang Houzi kicked the calf of the person next to him and kicked him out.
The others looked at each other and shouted, "Let's go together."
Everyone rushed towards Zhou Rang, who was holding a box in his left hand, his face remained calm. When someone approached him, he suddenly exerted force and kicked out with his long legs, hitting the person's vitals. However, the person's body swayed and became shorter.
Another man rushed up from the right. Zhou Rang clenched his right fist, dodged a kick sideways, then swung a punch, hitting the man in the chest, followed by another kick.
Zhou Rang's fist was as hard as steel, wrapped in gusts of strong wind, whistling out and smashing down fiercely, not giving his opponent a chance to fight back, knocking him to the ground unable to get up.
In the blink of an eye, he knocked down two people in succession. The others swallowed their saliva, knowing that their mediocre skills were no match for Zhou Rang, and they dared not go forward to die.
Yang Houzi was so angry that he cursed loudly. Seeing that Zhou Rang seemed to be about to attack him, he quickly turned and ran into the stairs. He quickly climbed to the third floor and shouted loudly: "Boss, there is trouble."
Lao Hei was listening to a tune on the radio. Upon hearing the words, he stood up and ran to the balcony. Looking down, he met a pair of eagle-like eyes.
It contains danger, coldness, and suppressed anxiety.
"Lao Hei, I want to cooperate with you on something." Zhou Rang said as he opened the wooden box in his hand, only to see a box full of money neatly stacked inside.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew up the layer of money on the top of the box and rolled them away.
Seeing this, Yang Houzi closed his mouth, which was wide open in surprise, and hurriedly shouted, "You bunch of idiots, go pick it up!"
If he hadn't been on the third floor, quite far away, he would have run to pick up the money.
Yang Houzi swore that he had never seen so much money in his life. He could not get along with anyone except money.
"You're just a money-grubber." Lao Hei slapped Yang Houzi on the head, looking very disappointed with him, but secretly his eyes seemed to be shining with gold.
Sang'an County is a small place. Even though he has dominated for so many years, he has rarely earned so much money.
But Zhou Rang was willing to spend so much money to cooperate with him, which was definitely not a trivial matter and needed to be carefully considered.
"Please ask him to come up." Lao Hei said to Yang Houzi after thinking for a moment.
Yang Houzi grimaced in pain, touched the top of his head that was hit, nodded timidly, and then ran down.
*
It was a rare day in Xiaojia Village when it rained early, so a few people went together to the warehouse to return the tools.
Su Tiantian followed Qin Xiaolan with a worried look on her face.
The few dollars she stole from Su Nan were barely enough to make up two hundred yuan, so she had no choice but to agree to a marriage proposal from a family in the village and took the betrothal money to barely make up the two hundred yuan.
The son of that family is a fool. He is eighteen years old and still not married. He is short and ugly. He likes to run after a group of children all day long. His face is covered with snot, and he doesn't know how to urinate or defecate. He often poops in his pants, which is very dirty.
Every time she saw this man from a distance, she would stay away from him, but now she actually married his fiancée, which was unlucky.
Now she really regrets it, but if she doesn't agree to the marriage, she won't be able to collect the 200 yuan to send back home. What should she do if her family kicks her out? Without her parents' home, she can't return to Shanghai, and she still won't be able to marry into a good family in the future.
Besides, this is just a temporary solution. Once her uncle gets married, she can ask them to use their connections to get her back. By then, since they are so far apart, she won't have to get married, and naturally she won't have to pay back the betrothal money.
Thinking of this, Su Tiantian showed a smug smile on her face.
But she had never thought that if her family really had something to send her back, they would have sent her back long ago. Why would they wait until now?
"I heard that Xiao Fangyun is getting married, next week." Qin Xiaolan stopped, patted Su Tiantian's arm, and said softly.
Su Tiantian came back to her senses and subconsciously looked at Xiao Fangyun who was sitting in front of the warehouse registering information.
Xiao Fangyun was wearing a newly made blue cashmere coat, which made her skin look fair and noble. She looked so beautiful.
"Why so sudden?" Su Tiantian widened her eyes and tugged at her worn cotton-padded jacket jealously. This jacket belonged to Zeng Guiyun and was given to her because Zeng Guiyun gained weight and could no longer wear it.
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