Age: My Small World

Chapter 256 You Come So Late
Luohe Lane.

"Brother Hu, have you found the person?"

Yang Jun was now dressed in black and sitting opposite Zhang Hu. The scarf that had been covering his face was also taken down.

Since the two have already met, there is no need to be too secretive.

"Found them, but their identities are a bit troublesome."

"Hmm? Is there anything else in the provincial capital that you find troublesome, Brother Tiger?"

Yang Jun was quite surprised.

You must know that although Zhang Hu is only here with Zhang Biao to manage the dark market, the two of them have other identities. Although they may not be very powerful in the provincial capital, they cannot be underestimated.

If he still finds it troublesome in such a situation, then it is no longer a small problem.

Zhang Hu's cheek moved slightly, and he almost couldn't help but roll his eyes at Yang Jun in front of him. He really thought that his family was so powerful in the provincial capital.

He shook his head and said, "Brother Xiaoshan, I'm often restricted in the provincial capital, not to mention that now is the peak period of anti-espionage. If I make any big moves, I will be reprimanded. If our people are mistaken for spies, the consequences will be even worse."

What he said reminded Yang Jun of what Liang Zhengguo had told him before. They seemed to be tracking down spies, but he didn't expect that this matter was not over yet.

However, even without their regulations, the campaign to eliminate spies has been intensifying. The entire nation is cleaning out these rats hiding among the people, and does not want the peaceful days to be ruined by such people.

Back on track, Zhang Hu continued, "These three people should be the famous treasure protectors in Lu Province. As the name suggests, they are a group of people who gathered together specifically to protect the treasures of our ancestors. The name sounds nice, but in fact, these people's methods are quite extreme."

Yang Jun understood that the other party had misunderstood that the Mi brothers were secretly smuggling treasures, so they wanted to stop them.

This is a good guess. A bad guess is that this group of people are targeting antiques and are just looking for an excuse to act.

Yang Jun didn't care whether they were treasure protectors or not. He only cared about the gains and losses of those around him, so he said, "Since they are just a group of treasure protectors, why bother with them?"

Zhang Hu chuckled, "Little brother, those who can afford these old things must come from well-off families. If a family can't even afford to eat and wear clothes, how can they participate in the so-called treasure protection?"

What he meant was that these treasure protectors were actually of high status and definitely came from families that had no problems with food and clothing.

The result is quite obvious.

Zhang Hu's smile turned bitter. "Tell me, how dare I attack these people? I'm afraid I can't help you this time."

He was afraid that Yang Jun would get angry and stop cooperating, so he added, "But don't worry, next time the Mi brothers come to collect goods, I will send someone to follow them and ensure the safety of both them and your goods."

"Thank you, Brother Tiger."

Yang Jun had no intention of making things difficult for him.

"Just tell me the identities of these people, at least I have to be prepared to meet them in the future."

Zhang Hu looked at him meaningfully, then took out a piece of paper from the side.

"The identities of those three people are all listed above, take a look."

Yang Jun narrowed his eyes. It seemed that this guy was well prepared and was waiting for him to say this.

But he didn't say much, just took it and started reading.

When he saw the identities of the three people, he finally understood why Zhang Hu was so wary.

Even the simplest one among them is already the young master of a textile factory in the provincial capital.

Don’t think that there are no young bosses these days. In fact, many factories are not state-owned, but are jointly managed with private enterprises, so the owners of many factories are both parties.

This situation will continue until seven or eight years later, when the storm of the times comes, and then this last batch of old-era capitalists will become the dust of history.

Yang Jun would not judge whether it was good or bad, he just wanted to be a quiet spectator. Of course, now that this young master had offended him, it was not a good thing.

"Let's investigate first. If it's just a bunch of hot-blooded young people acting on impulse, then that's fine."

Fortunately, the Mi brothers were not injured, otherwise he would not have thought about these things.

Yang Jun is a selfish person and can't stand seeing his own people being bullied.

It more or less means helping relatives and not helping others.

After saying goodbye to Zhang Hu, he ignored his urging for the second batch of grain and turned around to head towards a factory area.

The Eighth Textile Factory of Shandong Province was originally named Dongyang Textile Enterprise. It later changed its name after cooperating with the government. It had no choice but to change it.

As you can tell from the name, the original owner of this factory was surnamed Yang.

"Haha, you are our family after all. If it's not too bad, I will let you go."

Although he promised to help the Mi brothers solve the problem, he would not easily hurt anyone, as that would be too cruel.

It was late at night.

It was evening when he went to see Zhang Hu, and it was already early morning when he came out.

It was difficult to find the factory, thanks to Zhang Hu who thoughtfully drew a map for him.

"According to the intelligence, the Yang family lives in a house next to the factory, so it shouldn't be far away."

After walking half a circle around the factory, he found his target.

"We still live in a small Western-style building. This little life is really comfortable."

I say this, but I don’t think so in my heart.

In his opinion, the more high-profile a person is, the more miserable he will be in the end.

When the vast majority of people lived in ordinary houses, there were people who lived in small Western-style buildings, drove cars, and had electrical appliances for going out. That was a truly extraordinary life.

And now there is a group of people who are enjoying it. They are the business owners who have lived safely since the old era.

Cooperating with the government to open a factory, even if Meng gets a relatively small share, it is still a huge asset. Spending so much money in this era almost feels like being too rich.

With no intention of looking for anyone through the main gate, he went around to the back and climbed up along the eaves of a house.

The plum blossom pile gave him a strong chassis foundation, and with the flexibility brought by practicing Tan legs, Yang Jun can now almost fly over the eaves and walls.

It's not flying, it's just being able to find force points in many places and then borrow them.

Climbing all the way, he soon reached the third floor, which was where the young master lived.

He stood at a protruding wall and took a breath. Just as he was about to continue exploring, he heard bursts of sound coming from a window not far away, which seemed to contain crying voices.

"Yang Qing, you promised me..."

This is a woman speaking, and her voice is trembling.

Then another male voice sounded: "Lu Yun, as long as you agree to be my concubine, I will definitely provide food for your family. Otherwise, you will have no choice but to watch your parents starve to death."

"Look at you, you came here so late, didn't you think it through?"

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