My sister broke off her engagement to marry someone richer? My older sister married me and became in

Yu Bo hung up the phone, and a busy tone came from the receiver, but he didn't put it down immediately.

The hand holding the receiver had bulging veins and was trembling slightly.

"dad?"

Yu Gaoyang peeked in from the doorway, his face showing a mixture of ingratiation and fear.

Yu Bo slammed the phone back into place.

"Go and call all the trusted purchasing agents from the factory to my house."

He paused, his voice extremely low, as if grinding against his throat.

"Just tell them I'm going to have drinks with them."

Yu Gaoyang didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he simply responded and ran out.

Yu Bo was the only one left in the room.

He pulled back a corner of the curtain and looked at the bare old locust tree in the yard with a sinister gaze.

The 20,000 yuan of public funds felt like a red-hot iron in his bag, making him restless.

For half his life, he had been walking the lines of the rules, using power as a net and personal connections as threads.

This was the first time, and the very first time, that he had personally torn apart that net.

Just after it got dark.

Several seasoned purchasing agents gradually entered the Yu family's home.

They all wore fawning smiles, carrying canned goods or cigarettes and alcohol, and saying polite things like, "Factory manager, you've come to us, how could we let you spend money?"

Yu Bo didn't waste any words with them.

He led the person directly into the study and closed the door.

He took a brand-new stack of "big unity" bills out of his bag and slammed them on the table.

The loud "snap" made several purchasing agents hold their breath for a moment.

"From today onwards, you don't have to do anything."

Yu Bo paced back and forth in front of the group, his hands behind his back.

"Go to all the villages and hamlets below and collect one thing for me."

Wild ginseng.

"I don't care about the condition or the age; as long as it's dug out of the old forest, I'll take it all."

He turned around and pointed at the money on the table with his finger.

"The price is 20% higher than the market price."

"We'll take as many as you have."

The purchasing agents looked at each other, and they all saw shock and greed in each other's eyes.

They knew that the factory manager was about to pull off something big.

……

The news spread like wildfire, reaching every village and town under Hongshi County overnight.

Director Yu of the county food factory bought ginseng at a high price.

This news spread even faster than the official document from the township government.

Those country men who usually kept their money hidden and only dared to secretly take it to the black market to exchange for a few pocket money were all tempted.

After all, Director Yu's reputation is quite prestigious.

What's more, he even gave me money.

In no time, the threshold of the Yu family's house was almost worn down by the crowds.

Every day before dawn, a long queue forms at the entrance.

The items delivered were all sorts of things.

Some were carefully wrapped in red cloth, while others were casually stuffed into their pockets.

Some had fresh soil on them, while others had dried and turned black.

Yu Gaoyang and Lin Xiumei were arranged by Yu Bo to receive the goods at home, weigh them, and pay them.

Lin Xiumei, heavily pregnant, sat in a grand chair, looking at the villagers dressed in rags with undisguised contempt on her face.

But when she saw stacks of money being handed out in exchange for piles of messy tree roots, her disdain turned into heartache and anxiety.

"Dad, what... what kind of stuff are these things?"

That evening, Lin Xiumei looked at the ginseng piled up in half a room and couldn't help but complain.

"Many of them are just wisps, and some are dried up. They look almost like firewood sticks to me."

Yu Gaoyang chimed in, "Yeah, Dad, I think we've almost spent all that 20,000 yuan, and all we got in return is this junk. Do you think we can even sell it?"

Yu Bo sat on the sofa, puffing on his cigarette without saying a word.

Smoke swirled around his unpredictable face.

He was more anxious than anyone else.

What he wanted was the kind of "purple ginseng" that even big bosses like Su Haiming coveted—a top-quality product that could turn his fortunes around overnight.

However, what was collected was indeed, as Lin Xiumei said, mostly ordinary-looking, very recent items.

Forget about purple flowers, you can't even see a decent five-petaled leaf.

The money was spent like water, but what he got in return made him increasingly uncertain.

He even began to doubt whether the information Old Sun had given him was accurate.

Just when Yu Bo was about to collapse, a turning point came.

A middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and speaking with a heavy southern accent came to the door carrying a briefcase.

"Excuse me, is this the home of Director Yu Bo?"

The man stood at the door, polite and courteous.

Yu Gaoyang glanced at him and, seeing that he was dressed in an extraordinary manner, dared not neglect him and quickly invited him in.

"My surname is Chen. I'm from Guangdong Province and I'm in the medicinal herb business."

After the man sat down, he got straight to the point.

"I heard from friends in the industry that Director Yu has been buying up a lot of ginseng recently, so I came here specifically to take a look."

Yu Bo's heart skipped a beat.

He suppressed his inner elation and put on a calm and composed expression.

"Boss Chen is very well-informed."

He handed the man a cigarette and lit it for him himself.

"I just had nothing better to do, so I helped a friend collect some local specialties."

Boss Chen smiled and took a deep drag on his cigarette.

"Director Yu, don't try to fool me."

"These days, who would keep tens of thousands of yuan just for fun?"

He exhaled a smoke ring, leaned forward slightly, and lowered his voice.

"To be honest, I came to Northeast China this time to buy some goods to take back with me. But I don't have enough capital, so I can't afford the high-end stuff that Boss Su sells."

"I specialize in mass-market products and focus on volume."

"I heard you have quite a few here, could you show me?"

Yu Bo narrowed his eyes.

He knew the fish had taken the bait.

He led Boss Chen into the room filled with ginseng.

As soon as Boss Chen entered the room, his eyes lit up.

He squatted down, picked up a few at random, smelled them under his nose, and then pinched them with his fingernails.

His facial expression revealed neither joy nor anger.

Yu Bo's heart leaped into his throat again.

"How's it going, Boss Chen?"

Boss Chen stood up, dusted off his hands, and showed a perfectly appropriate look of embarrassment.

"Director Yu, this batch of goods of yours... is a bit mixed up."

"They are also relatively young, and most of them don't meet the standards for medicinal use. They can only be used as ingredients to make medicinal dishes or something."

Yu Bo's heart sank, but he still wore a smile.

"Boss Chen is an expert, I won't hide it from you."

"This batch of goods isn't exactly top-tier treasure. But it's plentiful, and they're all fresh from the old forest."

He changed the subject, his tone becoming somewhat mysterious.

"Moreover, to be honest, I now basically control all the supplies around Hongshi County."

"If you miss this place, you might not be able to find even all of these elsewhere."

Boss Chen's expression changed.

He knew, of course, that Yu Bo was telling the truth.

He came here because he discovered that he suddenly couldn't find any loose ginseng on the market. After inquiring, he learned that it had all been snapped up by others in advance.

"So... what price does Director Yu plan to offer?" Boss Chen asked tentatively.

Yu Bo held up three fingers.

Thirty thousand.

"Fixed price".

Boss Chen's brows immediately furrowed.

"Director Yu, you're treating me like a sucker. The cost of this batch of goods is at most a little over 20,000 yuan."

"I've come all this way, I can't just lose money and gain publicity, can I?"

Yu Bo smiled.

"Boss Chen, when doing business, you can't just calculate costs."

"How much trouble have I saved you? My men worked themselves to the bone to gather all this stuff for you. Doesn't that count as money?"

"Take it back for 30,000 yuan, sort it a bit, and you can resell it for 40,000 yuan. You know how to do the math."

The two were in the study, exchanging barbs and arguing.

An hour later.

Mr. Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead and came out of the study.

His face showed a hint of pain, but more so a sense of relief that the deal was done.

"It's a pleasure working with you, Director Yu."

He stretched out his hand.

Yu Bo grasped his hand, a victor's smile on his face.

"It's a pleasure working with you."

When Boss Chen's truck left the Yu family compound with that pile of "junk," Yu Bo had an extra 30,000 yuan in brand-new cash in his hand.

He returned to his study and closed the door.

He carefully put the 20,000 yuan of embezzled public funds back into his purse.

Then, he looked at the remaining ten thousand yuan on the table.

That thick wad of money seemed to possess a magical power, making it impossible for him to look away.

He reached out and picked up the stack of money.

Ten thousand yuan.

In just a few days, I made a net profit of 10,000 yuan!

This is more than the profit he made from running a factory for a whole year!

He held the money under his nose and took a deep breath.

The smell of ink made him feel lightheaded.

The previous fear, anxiety, and unease were completely washed away at this moment by immense ecstasy and satisfaction.

He took the ten thousand yuan, left the study, and went to the living room.

Yu Gaoyang and Lin Xiumei were waiting anxiously.

"Bang."

Yu Bo slammed the ten thousand yuan onto the coffee table.

"Dad...this...this is..."

Yu Gaoyang's eyes nearly popped out when he looked at the stack of money.

"Earned money."

Yu Bo lit another cigarette, leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and resumed his composed and strategic demeanor as Factory Director Yu.

Lin Xiumei's eyes instantly shone with boundless admiration.

She rushed to Yu Bo's side, picked up the stack of money, and examined it over and over as if it were some priceless treasure.

"Dad! You're amazing!"

Her voice was somewhat shrill with excitement.

"I knew it! When you make a move, you're definitely better than anyone else!"

"It's only been a few days! And he's already earned ten thousand yuan! That's much faster than running that lousy factory!"

She turned her head and glanced at Yu Gaoyang, who was still in a daze, her tone carrying a hint of disappointment.

"Look at Dad! And look at yourself! All you do all day is mess around!"

Then, she turned back and looked at Yu Bo with a fawning expression.

"Dad, who does Lu Qingshan think he is! He just got lucky, a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse! Does he have your vision and courage?"

"I bet it won't be long before his run-down factory is the one where he'll be shining your shoes!"

These words, like the finest wine, poured into Yu Bo's ears, leaving him tipsy.

He felt like he had become the all-powerful, all-powerful Factory Director Yu again.

No.

He's even more amazing now than before.

He found a way to turn lead into gold!

"What's this?"

Yu Bo was flattered and became somewhat arrogant. He suddenly waved his hand, scattering cigarette ash all over the ground.

"This is just an appetizer!"

Looking at Lin Xiumei and Yu Gaoyang's faces, which were filled with admiration and shock, a surge of pride welled up inside him.

He stood up and paced back and forth in the living room like a lion surveying its territory.

"I'm going to invest all the available money in the factory into it!"

"Not enough! Still not enough!"

He stopped, his eyes flashing with a mad light.

"I'm going to borrow from outside! I'll borrow from anyone! I'll use any means necessary to get more money!"

"I want a monopoly! I want to take all the wild ginseng in Hongshi County, no, the entire region!"

He clenched his fists tightly, and a ferocious look appeared on his face, which was flushed with excitement.

"Especially that wild ginseng with purple flowers! I absolutely must get my hands on it!"

"I absolutely cannot let even a single ginseng root fall into the hands of that little beast Lu Qingshan!"