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The jeep bounced along the bumpy dirt road like a tin can about to fall apart.

Yu Gaoyang pressed the accelerator hard, his face contorted with excitement.

There was a sack piled up on the seat next to him.

In the back seat, his father, Yu Bo, was also tightly clutching another burlap sack.

There were 230,000 in the two sacks.

It was the last remaining asset of the Hongxing Food Factory, and also the last hope for the Yu family.

"Dad, hold on tight!"

"Once we get this batch of goods, we'll resell it to a boss in Hong Kong, and we'll be rich!"

"By then, let alone the 87,000 yuan fine, even if it were 200,000 or 300,000 yuan, we could afford to pay it!"

As Yu Gaoyang drove, he described the blueprint with great enthusiasm, his spittle flying everywhere.

"I'm going to buy a car and park it right in front of that bastard Lu Qingshan's factory!"

"I want him to know that he's just a peasant, and he can never compare to the Yu family!"

Yu Bo held the money bag, remaining silent.

His palms were sweaty, and his heart was pounding wildly in his chest.

He wasn't as optimistic as his son.

That IOU with the bloody handprint is like a red-hot branding iron, still burning in his mind.

He had no way out.

11:50.

The jeep braked suddenly and stopped in front of the county guesthouse.

The Yu father and son, each carrying a sack, rushed in like madmen.

On the sofa in the lobby, the Northeastern boss surnamed Jin was sitting with his legs crossed, leisurely drinking tea.

Seeing the disheveled state of the Yu family father and son, he raised his wrist and looked at the gleaming gold watch.

"Oh, Director Yu."

Monkey Three stood up lazily.

"I thought you weren't coming."

"There are only ten minutes left until midnight."

His contemptuous attitude was like a whip, striking Yu Gaoyang's pride.

"Who said we weren't coming!"

Yu Gaoyang threw the sack on the ground with a muffled "bang".

"We brought the money!"

"Where's the goods?!"

Monkey Three ignored him and slowly led them up to the suite on the second floor.

The door was closed.

Yu Gaoyang couldn't wait to tear open the knots of the two burlap sacks.

The red, brand-new Great Unity banners cascaded down like a waterfall, piling up on the ground to form a small mountain.

"Boss Jin, two hundred and thirty thousand, not a penny less!"

Yu Gaoyang pointed at the pile of money and said in a gruff voice.

Yu Bo was much more cautious than him. He glanced at the black leather suitcase in the corner and gave a wink to Master Zhang, who had been following behind him.

"Old Zhang, take another look."

"Boss Jin," Yu Bo's voice was a little hoarse, "it's better to be cautious with such a big deal."

Before Monkey Three could speak, his two bodyguards had already stepped forward, subtly blocking the suitcase.

Monkey Three sneered.

He casually grabbed three ginseng roots tied with red string from his suitcase and threw them onto the table in front of Master Zhang.

"Just these few."

"Take it or leave it."

"I made my rules clear to you yesterday."

"Payment and goods settled, no responsibility taken upon departure."

His tone carried an overbearing, unquestionable domineering quality.

Master Zhang didn't dare to delay, so he quickly put on his reading glasses, took out a magnifying glass, and leaned closer.

He examined it extremely carefully, looking at the ginseng rootlets and the veins of the ginseng. Finally, he even pinched off a small piece of the rootlets with his fingernail and tasted it.

A moment later.

Master Zhang's face turned red instantly.

He suddenly raised his head, looking at Yu Bo with excitement, his voice trembling.

"Factory...factory manager! It's the real thing!"

"No mistake! This condition, this age, it's at least... at least thirty years old!"

"These are all top-grade wild ginseng! We...we've struck it rich this time!"

Yu Bo's anxiety eased somewhat.

Master Zhang wanted to reach for a few more pieces to examine them more closely.

But a hand stopped him.

It was in Gaoyang.

"What's there to test!"

Yu Gaoyang shoved Master Zhang aside, his face radiating a self-righteous arrogance.

He shouted at Monkey Three, "Boss Jin is a straightforward man; we trust him!"

He felt that being petty in front of such a big boss was a sign of being narrow-minded.

Only by demonstrating sufficient courage can you earn the respect of others.

He didn't notice at all that behind him, his father Yu Bo's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

Monkey Three looked at Yu Gaoyang, a slight smile playing on his lips behind his sunglasses.

He nodded approvingly, as if he had finally seen someone promising.

"good."

"Young Master Yu has a bright future."

He waved.

The two bodyguards behind him immediately squatted down and began counting the money quickly.

The only sounds in the room were the rustling of banknotes and Yu Gaoyang's heavy breathing.

Ten minutes later.

The money has been counted.

"Boss, the amount is correct," a bodyguard said, standing up.

"Um."

Monkey Three responded and kicked the black leather suitcase to Yu Gaoyang's feet.

"It's a pleasure working with you."

After saying that, he and two of his men lifted the two heavy sacks and walked towards the door without looking back.

"Take care, Mr. Jin!"

Yu Gaoyang shouted excitedly, feeling that his life had reached its peak at this moment.

He succeeded.

In just one day, he negotiated a major deal that could revive the Yu family.

He proved himself to be a hundred times better than his hesitant and indecisive father!

Monkey Three walked to the door, paused, and glanced back at Yu Gaoyang.

"Young Master Yu."

"Work hard, and from now on, Hongshi County will belong to you young people."

After saying that, he opened the door and went out.

The door slammed shut behind me.

Yu Gaoyang was so excited that he trembled all over.

He rushed to the suitcase, his hands trembling, and opened the clasp.

"Clatter".

A whole box of perfectly sized wild ginseng, each with a unique shape, lay quietly on a red cloth.

A rich aroma of herbs wafts towards you.

Yu Gaoyang reached out with fascination, gently stroking those "treasures" as if he were caressing his bright future.

"Dad, did you see that?"

He turned around and looked triumphantly at Yu Bo, who was still standing there in a daze.

That's how you do business!

"How can one accomplish anything if they're always looking back and forth?"

Yu Bo's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, it only turned into a long, heavy sigh.

……

Monkey Three, accompanied by two henchmen, carrying two sacks of cash, swaggered out of the guesthouse amidst the astonished gazes of the staff.

They didn't ride in the conspicuous Jeep they had arrived in.

Instead, they got into an inconspicuous Jiefang truck parked in the back alley.

The truck started up quickly, merged into the traffic, and soon drove out of the county town.

Finally, we stopped in front of an abandoned brick kiln on the outskirts of the city.

The car door opened.

Monkey Three jumped off the car and quickly walked into the shadows of the brick kiln.

Lu Qingshan, wearing a black jacket, stood there calmly waiting for them.

At his feet lay a small pile of freshly extinguished cigarette butts.