Old Deng is reborn in the 1980s, and he starts by severing his father-son relationship!

Chapter 99 Assigning Tasks! A Scheme Against the Huang Family!

Qianmen Street was bustling with people, and Chen Deshun rode his bicycle, weaving freely through the traffic.

The bicycle turned into an inconspicuous alley, slowed down, and the rider's eyes searched around.

He searched for almost half an hour in the Qianmen area, going through many alleys, and finally found Yan Xiaoliu at the park entrance.

Yan Xiaoliu was still the same as before, all wrapped up tightly, squatting by the roadside, his eyes warily glancing at the passersby.

Chen Deshun deliberately rode his bicycle past him, and when he got close, he slowly slowed down and whistled at him.

Yan Xiaoliu raised his head slightly, and when he saw that the person who came was Chen Deshun, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He then stood up and followed Chen Deshun to the entrance of the alley where no one was.

"Uncle, what brings you here? Is there a big business opportunity you want to help me with?"

Yan Xiaoliu has been watching smuggling videotapes lately and has picked up a whole bunch of Cantonese.

The last transaction with Chen Deshun went smoothly, although there was a small hiccup in the middle, it was still very successful overall.

Especially Chen Deshun's parting words about "big business" made him eagerly anticipate another collaboration.

"certainly."

Chen Deshun smiled faintly: "Otherwise, would I have nothing better to do than come and keep you company while you stake out the place?"

"That's true."

Yan Xiaoliu chuckled and leaned closer, whispering, "What do you want to buy this time? I have all kinds of coupons here—grain coupons, cloth coupons, industrial coupons. If you need a lot, I can even find a way to get scarce TV tickets and sewing tickets. The prices will be absolutely fair!"

Chen Deshun shook his head, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and exhaled a smoke ring: "I'm not here to buy anything this time."

"Why are you contacting me if you're not going to buy anything?"

Yan Xiaoliu's smile vanished. Wasn't this deliberately delaying his money-making? He was just a small-time ticket scalper, braving wind and rain, and every transaction was hard-earned. He didn't have time to waste here.

Chen Deshun still had a smile on his face: "Don't be in such a hurry. Let me ask you, how much can you earn if you squat here all day?"

"What's wrong? Why are you asking this?" Yan Xiaoliu asked, looking suspicious.

Their line of work is high-risk and the income is unstable. The top traders in the industry have both channels and capital. They resell train tickets, industrial vouchers, and even some scarce imported goods. The volume of each transaction is frighteningly large, and they can earn one or two thousand a month, or even more.

As a small fry, he was naturally no match for them. He dabbled in small-scale transactions, dealing in odds and ends, earning five or six yuan a time, and business wasn't something he could do every day.

Chen Deshun glanced at him, thought for a moment, and tentatively asked, "You work here in the wind and sun, can you earn five yuan a day?"

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"Who do you think you are?"

Yan Xiaoliu stiffened his neck, retorting, "I earn at least that much in a day!"

He held up the number eight with his hand, looking quite proud.

Even though he didn't know why the other person was asking about his income, it didn't stop him from exaggerating it, which would save face for him.

Chen Deshun chuckled, not bothering to expose him: "Fine, I'll give you eight yuan a day. Stop squatting here, get to work, ten yuan a night."

Ten yuan!

Yan Xiaoliu's pupils suddenly contracted. Ten yuan a night? That's definitely more than he could earn by working himself to the bone all day!

However, he quickly realized the problem and asked suspiciously, "You didn't come to me to buy tickets?"

"No," Chen Deshun replied truthfully.

"What job are you talking about? Offering such a high price, you're not trying to get me to—"

Yan Xiaoliu swallowed hard: "I wouldn't do murder or arson for any amount of money!"

Regardless of whether he has the ability, one has to be alive to spend the money he earns to buy his life.

"What are you thinking about!"

Chen Deshun waved, signaling him to come closer.

Yan Xiaoliu leaned in with a skeptical ear, and Chen Deshun's voice clearly reached her ears: "Keep an eye on someone for me, ten yuan a night, wanna do it?"

Yan Xiaoliu raised an eyebrow. If it was just about staking out and keeping watch on people, that wouldn't be difficult.

"Just tonight?"

He asked, then added, "Who are you going to stake out? Let me make this clear beforehand, if it's a gangster boss, I won't do it no matter how much money you offer."

Chen Deshun thought about it, but he wasn't sure when or if Huang Hansheng would take action.

"Let's try it for three days first."

He flicked his cigarette ash, looked at Yan Xiaoliu's nervous expression, and chuckled, "Don't worry, he's not some gangster boss, just an ordinary person."

Hearing that he was just an ordinary person, Yan Xiaoliu felt a little relieved and became bolder.

As long as it's not dangerous work, ten yuan a night is a very good deal.

After a brief moment of thought, Yan Xiaoliu agreed: "Okay! I'll take the job! Where to wait? When to start?"

You can't afford to mess with money. If you realize things aren't going well, just run away.

Chen Deshun stubbed out his cigarette, hopped on his bicycle, and said, "Come with me."

He took Yan Xiaoliu and headed straight for the village where Huang Xumin lived.

The person he asked Yan Xiaoliu to monitor was Huang Hansheng.

Yan Xiaoliu was a piece he chose after careful consideration. Although this move was risky, it might be the key to breaking the deadlock.

First and foremost, this matter must not involve acquaintances. The closer the relationship, the deeper the entanglement, and once the truth comes out, it will be a catastrophe, and the entire plan, along with himself, will be implicated.

As for personally getting involved? That would be the worst possible strategy. He had to work at the factory during the day, disguising himself as an "outsider," so that he could extricate himself in time should anything unexpected happen.

The two stopped at a corner not far from the Huang family's house, a secluded spot where they could clearly see the Huang family's gate.

Chen Deshun pointed to the tightly closed courtyard gate: "This is the place."

Yan Xiaoliu's eyes gleamed with gossip. This setup somehow felt like catching someone in the act of adultery. He lowered his voice and asked, "Uncle, what did this family do to offend you that you're willing to spend ten yuan to keep an eye on them?"

Chen Deshun glanced at him, his eyes turning cold: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and don't pry into what you shouldn't pry into. Remember your task: starting tonight, keep a close eye on him. Write down everything: when he leaves the house, whether he walks or rides a bike, whether he rides a tricycle or a bicycle, where he goes, and what he does. I'll tell you next time I need to talk to you."

Yan Xiaoliu shrank his neck, nodded, and didn't dare to say another word.

"Remember, don't lose them, and don't get discovered," Chen Deshun solemnly reminded him.

"Don't worry, I've got your back."

Yan Xiaoliu patted his chest to assure him, then chuckled and held out his hand to Chen Deshun: "Uncle, how do you think I should pay? Squatting here takes time, so I need to give you a deposit first, right?"

Chen Deshun thought for a moment, then took out twenty yuan from his pocket: "Deposit for three days."

Yan Xiaoliu looked at the two brand-new ten-yuan bills in his hand and his face lit up with a smile. He quickly put the money into his pocket.

"Uncle, don't worry! I, Yan Xiaoliu, am absolutely reliable. I guarantee there won't be a single mistake!"

He originally thought Chen Deshun would only give him a few dollars as a deposit, but he didn't expect him to give him twenty dollars at once. This was equivalent to him squatting outside for several days. He secretly decided that he must do this job well. If he could work with Chen Deshun in the future, he would definitely have a bright future.

Chen Deshun remained unmoved and said calmly, "Every profession has its rules. I've given you the money. If you mess things up, or if you have any ulterior motives and try to double-cross me, I just don't want my own people involved. It doesn't mean I don't have other people. The reason I contacted you is because I've done my homework and know your background."

"Uncle, you're overthinking it. When you're in this business, loyalty is the most important thing! You have to know the rules when you take a job! This is my livelihood. Once I get paid, I will never mess things up for you!" Yan Xiaoliu quickly assured him, his attitude respectful.

"That would be best. You do a good job, and if I'm satisfied, I'll ask you for work again."

"There's more work? What kind of work?"

"First, get the things I asked you to do done properly, see your abilities, and then decide whether or not to use you in the future."

Using both soft and hard tactics, Chen Deshun finished explaining everything and then left without lingering. He rode his bicycle briskly towards home.

Yan Xiaoliu watched Chen Deshun leave until his figure disappeared at the end of the alley. Only then did he calm down and find a secluded corner to squat down.

Chen Deshun rode his bicycle, a gentle breeze blowing, but it couldn't dispel the solemnity in his eyes.

He came up with two ideas on how to deal with Huang Hansheng.

The first and simplest way is to report it directly to the police.

Given the crackdown on speculation and illegal possession of cultural relics in this era, the police would definitely launch a swift and decisive search of the Huang family once they received a tip.

When the evidence is caught red-handed, Huang Hansheng's life will be completely ruined.

But what can he gain?

A banner recognizing an "Advanced Citizen"? Retaliation from the Huang family afterward?

Even if you remain anonymous, you won't gain any real benefit. What if the Huang family has connections? There's no guarantee that word won't leak out.

So Chen Deshun went through this idea in his mind and immediately rejected it.

He spent all that time working on something, not for a banner.

The second method was to secretly take possession of the items that Huang Hansheng had hidden in his home.

Whether it's donated or used for other purposes, that's a matter for the future.

On the surface, this method doesn't seem to require Yan Xiaoliu.

He could easily observe secretly and sneak in when Huang Hansheng took the items out to make the transaction.

When no one from the Huang family is around, where can they hide those newly unearthed items? They'll be easy targets for theft.

But the risks of doing so are far too great.

Every step leaves a trace.

Although the Huang family's residence was not in a bustling area, it was not in the middle of nowhere either; it was surrounded by neighbors.

There were quite a few items, and transporting them all at once would definitely cause a lot of trouble. He wasn't confident he could succeed without alerting anyone.

If discovered, the crime would be compounded.

Moreover, Huang Hansheng had just dug the item out of the ground when it was stolen the very next day. Anyone with a brain would know that the first suspect would be him, the person in the know!

Therefore, we must not act rashly, but wait for the right opportunity.

Sending Yan Xiaoliu to monitor Huang Hansheng was more of a preventative measure.

He was worried that Huang Hansheng might secretly move those items away. Although he thought the probability was very small, there's always a chance of something going to happen.

What he had to do was to take precautions and ensure that the items were always within his sight.

Only in this way can he move those items secretly and without anyone noticing at the most opportune time and in the safest way.