Siheyuan: I have traveled through time and space and still can’t eat enough?

"Think about it yourself. If this matter is not handled properly, problems will arise sooner or later."

After saying this, Yan Jiekuang stopped talking about these things.

I told Han Chunming about this matter just for fun. I will find a chance to explain Cheng Jianjun's character to Cai Xiaoli later, which can be regarded as an attempt to help her.

But if she does something stupid like in the original drama, then don't blame Yan Jiekuang.

After all, he has a share in this business now.

To report Han Chunming is to report Yan Jiekuang.

When Yan Jiekuang returned to the restaurant, only Han Chunming was left standing there motionless.

He was thinking about what Yan Jiekuang had just said, and the more he thought about it, the more worried he became.

It’s not that I realized the seriousness of the matter, or could guess what would happen next.

But he believed in Yan Jiekuang and knew that the other party would not say meaningless words.

Han Chunming was ready to find an opportunity to make this matter clear. If it was really as Yan Jiekuang said, he didn't dare to continue thinking about what would happen to the others.

After eating and drinking his fill, Yan Jiekuang left the city.

Find a deserted place and take out a tricycle from the space.

He got this from the purchasing station through Han Chunming. After being modified, it can now be used normally.

Today was the day he had agreed with Zhang Xiaolong to deliver the meat. When he arrived at the agreed place, a young man was already waiting there.

"Brother, did Xiaolong send you here?"

Yan Jiekuang had seen this young man before. When Xiaolong was injured, he was one of the people guarding the yard.

"Hello, big brother. You can just call me Biaozi. Brother Long asked me to come over to get the meat."

After Yan Jiekuang handed the things in the car to Biaozi, he returned to the city alone.

As soon as I arrived at the courtyard, I saw Sha Zhu coming back from outside.

His hair was messy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his right hand was bandaged.

Yan Jiekuang looked at him curiously, wondering who could have made the Siheyuan God of War become like this.

Just when he was wondering, Xu Damao came over following Sha Zhu from a distance.

His face was full of smiles, as if something good had happened.

Yan Jiekuang came close to Xu Damao and asked curiously, "Brother Damao, what happened to Shazhu?"

Through Xu Damao's narration, he finally understood what had happened.

After Sha Zhu was taken away by the security department, the chief handcuffed him to the heater.

For a whole day and night, Sha Zhu hadn't eaten or drunk anything. He couldn't stand up or sit down.

He had been punished like this once for stealing food from the factory, but the security department only detained him for one night, and his food and drink were not restricted.

Now, because the security chief holds a grudge and is determined to punish Sha Zhu, every time he is about to fall asleep, he will be woken up. It can be said that he has been tortured throughout the day and night.

When he was released, his right hand was swollen like a pig's hoof and had lost all feeling.

Frightened, Sha Zhu rushed to the hospital. He learned from the doctor that he would need to rest for at least ten days to half a month, and that the damage to his wrist was irreversible.

Although he can still cook, he can no longer stir the wok for a long time, and his skill level has dropped a level.

Seeing Xu Damao gloating over his misfortune, Yan Jiekuang laughed and joked, "Brother Damao, the injury on Shazhu's hand won't have much impact on him, why are you so happy?"

Xu Damao chuckled and whispered, "As long as Shazhu is unhappy, I'm happy. Besides, his hand is injured now, so he won't be my opponent in the future fights."

"If I don't beat him, he will kneel down and call me grandpa."

The more Xu Damao thought about it, the happier he became. He was immersed in his own fantasy, and the smile on his face became more and more intense.

Yan Jiekuang was not optimistic about Xu Damao's fantasy at all. With his small physique, even if Sha Zhu's right hand was completely disabled, beating him would be like playing.

After getting what he wanted to know, Yan Jiekuang no longer had the heart to joke with Xu Damao and turned around and went back home.

The next day, Yan Jiekuang handed the money to Han Chunming.

"Be careful when trading, don't let anyone give you points again. This time is different from the past. The amount is huge. If you get caught, no one can save you."

As the saying goes, every failure makes you wiser.

After two lessons, Han Chunming had long seen through Cheng Jianjun's villainy, so very few people knew about this incident, not even Su Meng.

"I know. I haven't told anyone about this incident. Don't worry."

Seeing that Han Chunming understood what he meant, Yan Jiekuang said nothing more.

This incident will not have any impact on him. Even if an accident happens, he will only lose some money at most.

About a week later, Han Chunming, Li Chengtao and Cai Xiaoli all came to Yan Jiekuang's home.

They got together this time to divide the money. The last business deal went very smoothly without any accidents.

Han Chunming took out a big bag and looked at the three people with a smile: "Guess how much you made this time?"

Looking at Han Chunming's boastful look, Yan Jiekuang was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Li Chengtao couldn't help but ask, "How much more?"

"Take it out quickly, I can't wait any longer."

Han Chunming glanced around again before slowly opening his handbag.

I saw that it was filled with great unity banknotes. The eyes of the people who saw it were shining, and they couldn't wait to take the money away immediately.

Even Yan Jiekuang was so excited when he saw so much money.

"Brothers, after deducting the principal, we have made a total of 30,000 yuan, which is 10,000 yuan more than expected."

Hearing this number, Yan Jiekuang was also shocked and couldn't help but sigh: The protagonist's halo is really powerful, a profit rate of 50%, it's a huge profit!

In fact, Han Chunming and his companions did not earn much. The three of them together only got 3,000 yuan, while Yan Jiekuang alone got 27,000 yuan.

He couldn't help but admire his decision to make friends with Han Chunming. Not counting those priceless antiques, this transaction alone doubled his wealth.

All Yan Jiekuang paid was a small insignificant favor, and it can be said that he made a huge profit.

After they divided the money, looking at the huge pile of unity in front of Yan Jiekuang, the joy of making money disappeared instantly.

But there was only envy in their eyes, no other emotions.

After all, this was all discussed at the beginning, and Yan Jiekuang has already taken care of them. If it were someone else, they would earn even less.

"Okay, everything is done. I'll treat you tomorrow and we'll have a good meal. When we have the chance in the future, we can make a fortune together."

Yan Jiekuang was very happy to have earned so much money, and he planned to reward his workers well tomorrow.

After all, this is not a one-time deal, they have little capital, and they will definitely have to bring him along when they do business again in the future.

After the three people left, Yan Jiekuang looked at the 46,000 yuan in front of him and felt very satisfied.