Song Ye gave Yuhang the mobile phone he had bought with his points, and got him a number that could make international long-distance calls. Then he packed up his things and went to the train station.

"Xiao Hang, you stay here and cooperate with Andre. If you have any questions, leave me a message in the warehouse and someone will tell me. I'll go back and buy you a cell phone. If anything happens, I'll call you directly to save you the trouble."

"Brother Song, are you really leaving like this?" Yuhang was a little overwhelmed. He was unfamiliar with the place, what if something happened?

Song Ye patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Xiaohang. I've asked Andre to take care of you. Besides, there are many vendors in the hotel, all of them are Chinese. If you communicate with them more, you won't miss home anymore!"

"Yeah!" Yuhang nodded, "I understand, Brother Song!"

Song Ye took out a stack of rubles from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand. "This is all the remaining money. Don't be wronged here. If it's not enough, ask Andre for it and deduct it from our payment for the goods."

Yuhang quickly refused, "Brother Song, you have to save some money for yourself to buy food on the way."

Song Ye put on his bag and waved at him casually, "I have everything to eat, don't worry, go back quickly!"

Yuhang waited until Song Ye arrived at the station before walking back, his back looking extremely lonely.

Song Ye hid in the corner for a while. When he saw Yuhang walking away, he came out of the train station and took a taxi directly to the warehouse.

He put the motorcycle into the space, and then returned to the fruit warehouse in the provincial capital through the space gate.

The first priority now is to sell the motorcycles, and then go to the factory to buy some overstocked goods, and deliver them to a certain Scott warehouse after 3 days.

He took a tricycle and went directly to the Yiyuan Fruit Shop. Yuhang's car was parked there, so it was more convenient for him to drive there to do business.

Before arriving at the place, Song Ye saw from afar that the store was crowded with people, accompanied by sounds of smashing, looting, and shouting.

"Stop the car!" Song Ye shouted, quickly jumped off the tricycle, and ran quickly to the store. Leaning on the door, he saw more than a dozen thugs in the store, all holding sticks and looking very arrogant.

"Crash!" The big glass in the store was smashed to pieces, the fruits were thrown on the ground and trampled on, and the clerk was blocked in the corner by several burly men and slapped in the face.

"Stop!" Song Ye rushed into the room and slapped a man in the face. He was raising an iron rod to cripple Ji Zhengping's hand.

The man was stunned, and immediately his eyes widened with anger when he came to his senses.

"Fuck you, where did you come from, you little bastard? How dare you hit me, your grandpa!"

"Boss!" Ji Zhengping exclaimed. He didn't expect Song Ye to come. He suddenly felt like a backbone.

"You are the owner of this store?! We brothers are looking for you! You came to our door on your own accord! Brothers, cut him up for me!"

"Fuck you!" Song Ye kicked him in the lower abdomen and kicked him out of the store and threw him to the ground. The man fainted without making a sound.

"Crack, crack!" Song Ye beat all the thugs who came to make trouble with a few punches and kicks, breaking their bones and muscles. None of them could walk out safely.

"Boss, you're back!" The shop assistants were really scared this time. If Song Ye hadn't descended from the sky like a god, they would have suffered a lot today!

Song Ye looked at them with a guilty look on his face, "I'm late and made you suffer. I won't let these bastards go!"

"Old Ji, who sent them?" Song Ye asked.

Ji Zhengping pointed at the first person kicked out, "He is my former partner Huang Wencai, he ran away with the money and left the mess to me. Now that I'm rich, he wants to come back and get a piece of the pie and take a share of the store. I scolded him a few days ago, and today he came to smash the store!"

Song Ye nodded, "I understand!"

He did not go outside to deal with Huang Wencai, but strode towards those thugs. After being beaten, they could not leave and were so scared that they hid in the corner. When they saw Song Ye approaching, they shrank back, fearing that they would be beaten again.

"Who is the leader?" Song Ye asked.

The thugs didn't say anything, but their eyes all fell on a yellow-haired man.

"Fuck, you ungrateful things!" The yellow-haired man spat fiercely. He was not afraid of god-like opponents but was afraid of pig-like teammates!

Song Ye grabbed the yellow-haired man by the collar, lifted him up, made him stand with difficulty, and reached out to brush off the dirt on his body.

"Boy, to settle things, you have to see if you have the ability, otherwise you won't know how you died. Do you think I'm right?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The yellow-haired man was so frightened by Song Ye's aura that he dared not even breathe, like a chicken with its throat strangled.

Song Ye pointed at Huang Wencai lying on the ground and said, "I think the loss of my store today and your medical expenses should be paid by the instigator. What do you think?"

"This..." Huangmao was a little embarrassed. After all, he had accepted Huang Wencai's money to cause trouble. If he told others about it, their reputation would be ruined!

"Hmm?" Song Ye raised his eyebrows, and the coldness in his eyes became more and more severe.

"That's right! Big brother is right! He must pay for it! If he doesn't pay, I'll kill him!"

Song Ye nodded with satisfaction, "I just want him to pay compensation, and you can handle the rest yourself. If he doesn't pay compensation, don't leave today. Let's talk it out."

Song Ye let go of his hand, and the yellow-haired man fell to the ground and screamed in pain, but he felt as if he had been pardoned in his heart, as he finally didn't have to face Song Ye's cold eyes!

"Brothers, this old guy has deceived us. The people he said he would deal with are just a bunch of cowards. Now we have hit a wall and have been beaten so badly. Do you think we should go after him?" The yellow-haired guy is indeed the leader and is quite good at inciting people.

"Yes! Let's settle the score with him! Today we must make him lose everything he has!" Huangmao's most discerning subordinate quickly agreed.

"Right! It's all his fault. My arm hurts so much now!"

"Go! Get rid of him!"

"Kill Huang Wencai!"

The thugs were beaten up and were very angry, but they couldn't beat Song Ye, so they had to find someone to vent their anger on.

They supported each other and walked out of the store. Huang Mao slapped Huang Wencai in the face, "Don't play dead! My arm is broken because of you, pay me now! Otherwise, pay me your life!"

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me! Huang Mao, didn't we agree to give you 200 yuan to deal with Ji Zhengping? Why are you hitting me?"

"You're still dreaming! Pay the money! The boss said that you can't leave without paying!" Huangmao was heartbroken. If Huang Wencai didn't have money to pay, there was no telling how the dozen brothers would be tortured by Song Ye if they stayed here!

"Ouch! Help! I'm being beaten to death!" Huang Wencai never expected that the thugs he recruited to deal with Ji Zhengping would turn around and deal with him. This was so painful!

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