Age: My Small World

Chapter 219: Rough on the outside but careful on the inside
"Master Ba, if you have any problem, just tell me and Biaozi will take care of it for you."

In the living room, two people sat opposite each other, and Zhang Biao patted his chest and said.

"After all these years, you still have the same temper as before."

Mr. Hu sighed.

The one-eyed old man's original imposing appearance disappeared, and instead he chuckled and said, "We just pretend in front of outsiders, but we certainly won't hide anything among ourselves."

"Haha, that's thoughtful, Biaozi."

Mr. Hu then said seriously, "I came to you this time because I really need your help."

"You said, in this provincial capital, I can probably handle any problem, no matter how big it is."

Hearing this, Mr. Hu looked at the one-eyed old man deeply and felt that he had changed a little compared to before.

At least Zhang Biao back then did not have the confidence to brag like this. Simply controlling a dark market could not support his confidence.

It seems that there are other forces behind him.

But it’s a good thing this way, as it will help us find out who is following Sheng’er and the others more quickly.

So Mr. Hu said, "This is what happened..."

After some explanation, Zhang Biao understood what was going on.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that the Eighth Master had a sister-in-law and nephew in the provincial capital, he might never have seen his benefactor again in his life.

Then this matter must be done well. He also wanted to see who was looking for the Eighth Master and found his family.

In the underworld, this is something that goes against morality.

"Don't worry, Master Ba. I'll give you an explanation within three days and I'll definitely find the person."

"Then I'll trouble you, Biaozi."

"Why are you being so polite to me? This is what I should do."

While the two were chatting, outside the house.

In another bright room, Zhang Hu and Yang Jun were also sitting opposite each other, sipping a cup of tea.

Zhang Hu is a typical man from Shandong Province with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is as tall as his father, but he does not look as ferocious as old man Zhang Biao, perhaps because he is not missing an eye.

When he smiled, he had a gentle feeling, making people feel like a spring breeze.

"Xiaoshan, right? We've done business several times, but this is the first time I've heard of your name. You're so young, you're truly a hero."

Zhang Hu is also in his thirties, so he is naturally qualified to treat Yang Jun as a junior.

Unfortunately, Yang Jun didn't think so. He didn't want to be at a disadvantage, otherwise he would suffer a loss.

Even though there is a relationship with Mr. Hu, it is not his favor, and the target is Zhang Biao, Zhang Hu's father, not Zhang Hu himself.

"Brother Hu, let's get this one thing straight. Please keep any information about me confidential. Otherwise, don't blame me for disregarding the friendship between our two families."

Yang Jun said calmly.

"Haha, of course. I won't betray my partners. After all, I have to make money, right?"

Zhang Hu spread his hands and smiled.

But I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart. This brother is really not easy to fool.

He was still thinking of using his relationship with Mr. Hu to get Yang Jun to open the way, but now he has given up this idea.

It is enough for the business to reach this point. If the hands are longer, it may not end well.

Thinking of the old man's excitement just now, he knew what he should do.

Zhang Hu's smile grew more sincere as he said, "Brother Xiaoshan, we'll continue doing business as usual. However, I can give you an extra cent on top of your original price to deepen our cooperation and as a formal gift to celebrate our acquaintance."

Yang Jun didn't nod, but said: "When it comes to business, it's better to stick to the original price. Friendship is friendship, and it can't be mixed up."

Seeing that he was determined, Zhang Hu had no choice but to give up.

"Okay, let's do as Brother Xiaoshan says."

"But you have to drink this cup of tea." Zhang Hu raised his cup and gestured to him, his attitude becoming more serious. "Of course, besides business, we are also friends. Brother Hu, please." Yang Jun finally smiled.

He is not the kind of person who keeps people at a distance. He always knows when to stop and gives people the right amount of face.

"please."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

After drinking tea, Yang Jun finished looking around the yard.

Just as he expected, there was nothing too precious in this yard, just some ordinary furniture.

If you want to run away, you can leave at any time without suffering too much loss.

According to his idea, Zhang Biao probably liked to live here, so Zhang Hu had to place a lot of people here, but they were prepared to evacuate at any time.

It was just like the yard where he collected grain, with many exits in all directions, and no one could leave without anyone noticing.

When the two returned to the living room, Zhang Biao and Mr. Hu were already talking about some trivial matters.

"Tiger, you've come at the right time. Dad has something for you to do."

In front of Mr. Hu, Zhang Biao immediately ordered Zhang Hu to arrange manpower and inquire about whose troops were moving in the provincial capital recently.

No matter what time it is, there are always people acting in secret.

"Dad, I understand. I'll arrange it right away."

Zhang Hu didn't ask any questions and just did what he was told. He was quite straightforward.

Only then did Zhang Biao really focus his attention on Yang Jun.

"Son, next time you go to the provincial capital, just come directly to Uncle Biao. Uncle Biao can help you with anything you need."

These words were more affectionate than the previous promise.

"Thank you, Uncle Biao." Yang Jun nodded in response.

"Haha, Master Ba, your disciple is much more handsome than my son. You must treat me to a drink when you get married."

"Okay, okay, I don't know when it will be."

Mr. Hu laughed cheerfully.

When the two arrived here, Zhang Biao naturally wanted to arrange for them to stay here, but they refused.

Mr. Hu couldn't bear to leave the old lady and her son behind, so he needed to go back to look after them. Yang Jun was also worried about living in someone else's territory.

Zhang Biao had no choice but to let the two leave.

Before leaving, he gave Mr. Hu a few bottles of good wine, which the old man only accepted reluctantly after he had rejected many of his gifts.

Yang Jun was given a dagger, which he said was for self-defense.

The dagger was not ordinary, it was an antique, and was said to be an ancient sword, but Mr. Hu didn't recognize it.

Yang Jun found it not very useful, so he just put it into the space.

When I went out again, it was already daybreak outside and the dark market had dispersed.

Luohe Lane became deserted, as if the popularity half an hour ago was all an illusion.

When we arrived at the street, the people coming and going created a commotion, making us realize that this was the real market.

"Master, is this Mr. Biao reliable?"

Yang Jun asked suddenly.

It's not that he was worried about Mr. Hu's opinion, but the old man hadn't come to the provincial capital to meet people for such a long time, and he really couldn't confirm whether he had changed.

"She's quite reliable. At least for small things like this, it should be no problem. But if you want to be close friends, forget it for now."

Mr. Hu Ba said solemnly, "Zhang Biao is a rough-looking man with a careful mind. What he does behind the scenes is not simple. You should not get too involved with him."

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