20: Chapter 20 Huang Xu's Revenge

"308,000 yuan has been deposited into your bank card!"

The truck drivers who had been called back quickly set off, heading to the ingredient production base of Tianchen Restaurant under Hu Wei's direction.

Zhao Jian held the cold bank card containing 300,000 yuan and left silently.

The money in his hands now reached 690,000 yuan.

He was just a step away from becoming a millionaire!

Returning to his rental apartment, for the first time, he felt the small room was cramped and stifling.

He used to be very happy living here.

When it rained, sitting on the bed and watching the continuous raindrops through the window would bring him a sense of happiness.

But now he wanted to move to a larger place.

"Keep saving!" He took out his phone to check the calendar.

"A few more days of saving should be enough!"

Just as Zhao Jian was imagining living in a big house and reaching the pinnacle of his life.

His stomach growled at an inopportune moment.

He was hungry.

It was now nearly seven o'clock in the evening.

The closer he got to the city center, the more crowded it was with people getting off work. It was also the busiest time for restaurants.

It would be better to just make do with a meal in the urban village.

He knew that near where he lived, there was a street with a strong commercial atmosphere.

All kinds of convenience stores, clinics, and restaurants were located on this street.

Occasionally, there would also be a market.

Zhao Jian remembered a place that sold delicious meat-filled pancakes.

Arriving at the pancake shop and just about to go in, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

It was at the street corner more than twenty meters away from the pancake shop, where a tricycle was parked.

There was a woman behind the tricycle.

She looked like Tofu Beauty.

Walking closer, it really was her.

"Boss lady, aren't you at the Vegetable Market? Why are you setting up a stall here?"

Even at night, the Vegetable Market had a flow of people buying groceries, which the village couldn't compare to.

Tofu Beauty was very happy to see Zhao Jian.

She cut off a piece of tofu, put it in a bag, and handed it over.

Then she smiled and said: "I have to pay a stall fee to set up there, and it's far from home."

"This is quite good."

Fearing he wouldn't believe her, she lifted the cotton cloth covering the tofu and said:

"Look, in just this short while, I've almost sold out."

Sold out? Where?

Zhao Jian saw that the two boards of tofu underneath hadn't been touched at all.

He didn't say anything more.

He had just had a conflict with the Vegetable Market manager this afternoon, and the Administrator who was on good terms with him had been laid off right then.

In the evening, Tofu Beauty could only set up her stall in the village.

He didn't believe that Huang Xu hadn't interfered!

Carrying the tofu, he returned to his rental apartment.

Zhao Jian ate listlessly, his phone constantly searching for news about the Chengxi Vegetable Market.

Finally, he saw an old news report from last year.

'Transfer of the Chengxi District Vegetable Market in Xiong City, all-inclusive transfer fee of 780,000 yuan!'

The person who posted the information was the current biggest boss of the Vegetable Market, Mr. Li.

He wanted to sell it at the time, but it didn't go through.

It must have been that they couldn't agree on the price.

The direct income of the Vegetable Market was only the stall management fees, after deducting the Administrator's salary and maintenance costs.

It would be good if he could get 50,000 yuan in his hands.

What was truly valuable was that large plot of land.

Putting down his chopsticks, Zhao Jian decided to go ask about the price tomorrow.

Just as he was planning to stay in and watch dance videos before going to sleep.

The phone ringing interrupted the charming dance moves in the video.

He answered.

"Checking up on you!" After saying that, Su Wanyin giggled.

Crazy.

Zhao Jian didn't take the bait.

He asked in a flat tone: "Why are you looking for me?"

"You stand me up every time I ask you out. Today I'm doing a surprise inspection, come to Yuelai Bar quickly."

"There's a reward."

Su Wanyin said it mysteriously, emphasizing the word 'reward'.

It successfully piqued Zhao Jian's curiosity.

He was really just purely curious.

After hanging up the phone, he hesitated for a long time.

In the end, he decided not to go.

There wasn't much truth in this woman's words; the so-called reward was probably just an opportunity for him to pay the bill?

He wouldn't fall for her trap!

Watching short videos, Zhao Jian fell asleep without realizing it.

At the VIP booth of Yuelai Bar, Su Wanyin waited and waited.

But she didn't see a shadow of Zhao Jian.

Her Best friend could no longer smile.

"Wanyin, don't wait anymore. People you miss are like a smashed watermelon; even if you force them back together, the cracks won't disappear."

As her Best friend, she still hoped Su Wanyin wouldn't hang herself on one tree.

It was as if she hadn't heard her words.

Su Wanyin took out her phone to check the time; it was already past eleven o'clock at night.

She frowned and said:

"He never comes when I ask him out. Could it be that the feng shui of Yuelai Bar is bad? That must be it!"

"Next time, let's try a restaurant."

When Zhao Jian woke up, there were three missed calls on his phone.

Two of them were from Su Wanyin, about an hour after he hung up.

The other one was from an unknown number.

He didn't intend to call back.

He put on his slightly wrinkled suit, sighing that he should buy some decent clothes, while also feeling the pain of the large amount of money he was about to spend.

Just before he went out, a light screen appeared.

【Today's Intelligence (Red): Chengxi District Vegetable Market boss Mr. Li failed in his investment and urgently needs 400,000 yuan to sell the Vegetable Market to pay off his debts and keep his two vacant properties.】

Just what he needed.

Zhao Jian had made up his mind last night to spend all his money.

Xiong City's development of Chengxi District was progressing steadily, and the Vegetable Market was such a large plot of land.

Sooner or later, its value would double.

There was no possibility of losing money.

But saving nearly half the money was even better.

He went out and took the bus, not in a rush to contact Mr. Li, the boss of the Vegetable Market.

If he showed too much eagerness, the other party wouldn't be in a rush.

Right now, it was Mr. Li who urgently needed money to avoid having his commercial properties auctioned off.

He was the one who should be anxious.

After breakfast, he bought a slightly more decent suit at the mall, which cost 5,000 yuan.

The leather shoes cost 1,000.

By the time he was all dressed up, it was nearly noon.

At the same time, he saw news online about the Vegetable Market being sold at a low price.

As well as rumors that Mr. Li was in debt and had to sell at a low price.

Zhao Jian knew that wasn't a rumor.

He arrived at Mr. Li's company.

There was no receptionist, security guard, or staff.

His company looked like it had been ransacked; there were two broken computer monitors on the desk, with no main units or peripherals.

An empty water bucket lay on the floor.

Zhao Jian guessed the water dispenser had been taken away, and the empty bucket had been left behind.

There was no need to knock; the office's wooden door was open, and Mr. Li was sitting inside smoking.

"See what else is valuable, and take it yourself."

Just as he walked closer, Mr. Li's weary voice rang out in the office.

Anyone would be weary. Last night, he was still the big boss of an emerging tech company, an entrepreneur with an estimated asset value of three million.

But in one night, he had nothing left.

Investors withdrew their capital, project research data was judged to be falsified, and there were high fines.

All the money in the company's account and the savings he had accumulated over the years were all gone.

He was still short by hundreds of thousands.

"Mr. Li, I'm here to talk about a collaboration." Zhao Jian stepped over a chair lying on the floor.

He walked into the office.

"Collaboration? Are you here to invest?" Mr. Li sat up straight abruptly.

He desperately hoped that someone would throw a large amount of money at him without asking for anything in return.

"I have no interest in your company. I am very interested in the Vegetable Market under your name."

Zhao Jian said straightforwardly.