Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 60 Gathering People
Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but laugh at Mu Qingyang's reaction, and his originally depressed mood suddenly became better.

He couldn't help but ask, "By the way, if I go bankrupt, can you lend me some money?"

Mu Qingyang said weakly, "Is five million enough?"

"..."

Zeng Wenjie was choked. He knew your family was rich, but he didn't know you could control so much money!
"Just kidding, contact me when you get back." Zeng Wenjie said.

"Okay, have a safe journey." Mu Qingyang said softly.

When Zeng Wenjie returned home, he saw his father sitting on the threshold of the main room smoking, his brows furrowed and his face looked gloomy and uncertain.

Zeng Wenjie said: "Dad, I'm back!"

Zeng Xiangdong said, "You're back... There's something I need to discuss with you."

Zeng Wenjie said: "I know everything!"

Zeng Xiangdong was startled, looked up at him and asked, "Did your mother tell you?"

Zeng Wenjie shook his head and said, "I heard it from Boss Yang! Well, I was thinking about it on the way here, and I already have a plan in mind."

Zeng Xiangdong asked, "What do you want to do?"

Zeng Wenjie said seriously: "The only way is to tie him back!"

Zeng Xiangdong sighed and said, "As expected of my son, he thinks the same as I do."

Zeng Wenjie took out a notebook from his bag, handed it to his father, and said, "I have already made some plans and recorded them in the notebook. Do you think there are any problems? If there are no problems, we will set off tomorrow!"

Zeng Xiangdong took the notebook, looked at Zeng Wenjie, and said, "Son, you are still young."

Zeng Wenjie sneered and said, "I have to go with you. My hard-earned money is there. We almost lost our lives on Yinziping Mountain just to earn that little bit of gold!"

Zeng Xiangdong stopped talking and went back to the house with his notebook to look at it.

"Wenjie is back, come and have dinner, the food is saved for you!" Grandma was so happy to see her grandson come back.

"Grandma! I miss you so much." Zeng Wenjie hugged his grandmother and said with a smile.

"Eat first." said grandma.

While he was eating, his grandfather and mother came over and chatted with him for a few minutes.

After Zeng Wenjie finished his meal, he put down his bowl and chopsticks and ran to the clinic run by Shi Jing's father.

"Uncle, is there any medicine that can help people fall asleep quickly?" Zeng Wenjie greeted him and asked straight to the point.

Shi Quankai glanced at him and said, "That depends on whether it's taken orally or injected."

Zeng Wenjie said: "Injected."

Shi Quankai said, "Pendidine, chlorpromazine, and promethazine. These three together have minimal side effects and can help people calm down and fall asleep quickly."

Zeng Wenjie said, "Uncle, please help me get a few."

Shi Quankai looked at him deeply, and without saying anything, he opened the drawer and began to prepare the medicine, saying, "I don't have the last two medicines here, so I'll use the other two to prepare for you."

Finally, he gave Zeng Wenjie six syringes and warned him, "Use them according to the situation, otherwise people will die."

Zeng Wenjie took out the money and said, "Thank you, uncle!"

After putting the syringe and needle separately into a black plastic bag, Zeng Wenjie went to the convenience store and bought several towels, then bought a few packs of cigarettes and went to find the gangster nicknamed "Sanbai".

Sanbai was playing cards with someone on the side of the road. When he saw Zeng Wenjie, he immediately threw down his cards and came up to greet him, saying, "Hey, Boss Zeng, are you back from the National Day holiday?"

Zeng Wenjie took Sanbai aside to talk and asked with a smile, "Do you want to make money?"

Sanbai nodded and said, "Of course I do!"

Zeng Wenjie said, "Come with me to Ganzhou to do some work, and I'll give you 5,000 after it's done." When Sanbai heard this good thing, he agreed without saying a word. Usually, he only earned one or two hundred yuan for helping people fight, but it would be great to be able to get 5,000 yuan for a job in another province.

Then, Zeng Wenjie went to find Fu Qianzhu's uncle, who was Fu Gang's younger brother.

"Uncle Fu Yong, are you interested in making some extra money with me? I'll give you 5,000 yuan for one trip." Zeng Wenjie said with a smile.

"Boss Zeng! Okay, okay. Where are you going? I'll go with you!" Fu Yong agreed without saying a word, without even asking what it was.

Fu Yong is an idler who has no food to eat, but he is a loyal man. Zeng Wenjie helped Fu Gang deal with his funeral, which was a big favor, so it was just right to ask Fu Yong to help.

Zeng Wenjie said, "Well, can you please do me a favor and find me a courier who has worked for Wenxue Gu, the boss from Ganzhou, and who is trustworthy."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yong said, "That's easy. I have a brother who often delivers goods to Wenxue Gu. I'll go get him right away."

Zeng Wenjie said, "Tomorrow you and your men will meet me at Xinjiekou. I'll drive over to pick you up."

Fu Yong agreed immediately.

Zeng Wenjie recruited three people, and with himself and Zeng Xiangdong, there were five people in total. Originally, he only wanted four people, but considering that there might be emergencies, one more person would mean one more arrangement.

After returning home, Zeng Xiangdong called Zeng Wenjie into the room and asked with a complicated look, "Did you make this plan alone?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "Do I really have to pay someone to help me with this kidnapping plan?"

Zeng Xiangdong said: "It's quite thorough, I can't find any fault with it. But..."

Zeng Wenjie shook his head and said, "Don't worry, my hard-earned money is in there, so of course I have to go! Tomorrow morning, let's buy two phone cards in Xinjie and set off immediately. You should have told me about this kind of thing earlier, instead of putting it off for so many days!"

Zeng Xiangdong smiled helplessly and said, "Isn't this because I don't want to affect you?"

He sighed again and said, "It seems that you have really grown up. I don't have to worry about you anymore."

"Half of the money you get this time must be under my control. We want to expand our business." Zeng Wenjie said seriously.

"Okay." Zeng Xiangdong agreed directly.

Zeng Wenjie didn't sleep much that night. He woke up early the next morning, went to the warehouse, took out two daggers and threw them into the van, and then took a stack of old newspapers and put them in the car.

After Zeng Xiangdong got up, Zeng Wenjie jumped into the driver's seat and said, "Let's go!"

Zeng Xiangdong silently opened the car door and got into the passenger seat. Then, Zeng Wenjie drove to Xinjie, bought two phone cards, and replaced his old phone card.

When we arrived at Xinjiekou, we saw Fu Yong, Sanbai and a familiar-looking short-distance driver waiting there.

"Boss Zeng, this is Lao Li, who also delivered goods for your family!" Fu Yong said with a smile.

"Everyone get in the car. Dad, you drive and I'll tell them about the plan." Zeng Wenjie opened the car door, got out, and sat in the back.

The van has seven seats, and with five people spread out inside, it doesn't feel crowded at all.

Fu Yong saw the dagger hidden in the van at a glance. He was stunned but said nothing.

Sanbai comes with a switchblade.

As soon as Old Li got in the car, he nodded and bowed to greet Zeng Wenjie and Zeng Xiangdong.

Zeng Wenjie passed around cigarettes, lit them up, opened the car window, and said, "Uncle Li, you've worked with Boss Wen on a delivery mission before, right?"

Old Li nodded immediately and said, "Yes, that Ganzhou guy is such a jerk! He's really driving down the price!"

Zeng Wenjie exhaled a breath of foul air and said, "I have two kilograms of goods here. Please help me contact him and deliver the goods to him in your name."

Old Li was stunned, but agreed without saying a word.

If you can earn 5,000 yuan by making this trip, only a fool would not do it!

Why do short-term traders, who are trying to make money without risking their own money, have so many concerns?

(End of this chapter)