Chapter Forty-Four: Getting into Trouble

  In the city, even in the old town, occupying more than one mu of land is a big deal. It's enough to build a large building. And all this will become He Wenguang's private land... Oh, and half of Zhang Yu's too.

  For Wen Fei, who has a deep affection for the land, this is more attractive than anything else!

  "Alright, tell the landlord. I'll pay at most 2.5 million... Not a single penny more! Let him sell it to someone else!"

  "Ah, damn it..." Zhang Yu scolded loudly on the phone: "You're the one who's a two hundred and fifty...!" Wen Fei suddenly remembered that many business people were superstitious about these numbers, such as two hundred and fifty, thirty-six and so on.

  Pangzi's movements were quick, and by the second day, he had already spread the word to Wen Fei. He said that the main person in charge would meet them at a coffee shop.

  Wen Fei was still thinking that, following the usual routine, he would meet a beautiful landlady at this time... But the cruel reality ruthlessly shattered Wen Fei's fantasy.

  The landlord was a man in his forties, dressed casually but with an air of success that couldn't be concealed. As soon as Wen Fei saw the landlord, he felt a sudden jolt in his heart, and it seemed that getting this house wouldn't be so easy after all.

  "You must be Wen Fei, the one Xiao Zhang was talking about. You're quite bold for someone so young, coming up with hundreds of millions to buy my house!" The homeowner said with a swagger, clearly a seasoned veteran with a strong desire for control: "By the way, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Huang Sheng."

  "Hello, Mr. Huang. I'm Wen Fei..." He said half a sentence before suddenly reacting. Huang Sheng was a well-known figure in the city, rumored to be someone with great connections and influence, who could get away with anything...

  Wen Fei's face turned ugly, his complexion changed. Huang Sheng, however, looked completely unaware, stretching out a finger to point at the chair opposite him and saying: "Sit!"

  The coffee shop was quiet in the afternoon, even those who liked to hold a cup of coffee and pretend to be sophisticated hadn't arrived yet. The sunlight passed through the glass wall of the coffee shop and shone on Wen Fei's body, but his heart felt a chill. Lately, things had been going too smoothly, he had become somewhat complacent. He had forgotten to be cautious!

  Wen Fei sat across from Huang Sheng, who said: "What would you like to drink? I don't like coffee, I prefer tea. But since we're in a coffee shop, we'll have to follow their rules. Waiter, bring us that... ah yes, Blue Mountain coffee!"

  The people in the store seemed to be unclear about Huang Sheng's identity. A waitress walked over and whispered to Huang Sheng, "Sir, you can ring the bell here. It's best not to make too much noise in our store!"

  Wen Fei thought Huang Sheng would fly into a rage, maybe even grab the chair under his seat and smash the waiter's head bloody. But unexpectedly, Huang Sheng burst out laughing: "Sorry, sorry. I'm a country bumpkin, don't understand these things. Bring me a pot of your Blue Mountain coffee!"

  "Sir, you're too polite, just wait a moment!" The waiter smiled and retreated, soon bringing up a pile of things.

  Huang Sheng skillfully picked up the coffee beans and put them into the grinder, not at all like the country bumpkin he claimed to be. It makes sense, after all, as a local big shot, how could he have never even had coffee? This was clearly a case of "talking with an ulterior motive"!

  This is obviously teaching Wen Fei a lesson, in the coffee shop you have to follow the rules of the coffee shop, on Huang Sheng's turf, you have to follow Huang Sheng's rules!

  The waiter brought the coffee and politely retreated, leaving only two people and an awkward silence. The electric kettle on the table suddenly turned on, breaking the unbearable quietness. Wen Fei was about to speak when Huang Sheng said: "I recently heard that a batch of gold sand has flowed into this city. You also know that all the local gold mines are under my name, Huang..."

  Wen Fei hastily said: "Old Master Huang, this gold sand is not from around here!"

  "I naturally know, or else you think you can still sit here!" Huang Sheng smiled and said: "Those golden sands are clearly washed out from the river. And this piece of dog-headed gold..."

  He said with a thud and threw a dog's head gold on the table. Wen Fei took a look, it was exactly the one that their family had entrusted Zhang Yu to sell last time!

  "There are signs of long-term water erosion up there... We don't have such a place here!" Huang Sheng said, picking up the kettle and brewing coffee.

  Wen Fei's sweat broke out, and he suddenly thought of all sorts of consequences, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

  Huang Sheng nodded in satisfaction: "I, Huang Sheng, have done big business and it's not possible for me to swallow up all the profitable voices. Logically speaking, since this gold sand didn't come from my mine, I shouldn't be bothered with you..."

  Wen Fei was quite perceptive and didn't wait for Huang Lao Da to finish saying "but". In the jianghu, who wouldn't be tempted by a fat piece of meat? "Huang boss, you know. A small role like me can't get my hands on so many good things. Last time I got a few kilograms to sell, this time it's forty or fifty kilograms, and next time there will be even more... None of these are mine."

  Huang Sheng burst out laughing: "Clever little kid, don't worry. I've swallowed all this gold, 80 bucks a gram, how's that? I don't care what your background is, you have as much as you want, I'll eat as much as you want!"

  Wen Fei let out a soft sigh, already quite satisfied with the result in his heart. However, he couldn't simply agree to this so easily. These people who mixed around in the Taoist circles were all talk and no action. Now they were also unclear about their own background, which was why they had a few parts of courtesy. If they knew that these were all done by one person alone, they would have devoured him clean long ago.

  "Boss Huang, I'm not in charge of these things. I'm just a runner and I don't dare to make decisions for the big bosses behind me. This eighty bucks is too low, I won't be able to explain it to the people behind!"

  Huang Sheng's face changed, and he sneered: "Even the most powerful dragon that has crossed the river will come to pay its respects when it reaches my territory. If not, it's because you look down on me, Huang! Let your boss behind you come out and talk to me!"

  Wen Fei cursed inwardly, thinking that if he had a powerful backer, things would be better. He could only force out a wry smile: "Look at what you're saying, if they could show their faces, would they still need someone like me?"

  All these Huang Sheng had expected, his face was gloomy and uncertain, slowly revealing a fierce aura, apparently he had already made up his mind. Wen Fei saw that the situation was not good, but said: "Huang boss, you must think carefully. The people behind me have many good things in their hands, and it's not just gold. Otherwise, do you think they would let me handle it directly?"

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