When Zhang Tianxing was making a delivery, a fat man driving a Jeep walked over.
"Fatty Jin is here, looking for Chairman Xiao Zhang."
"There's a show to watch, the conflict between the old and new canned food factories."
"Zhang, why aren't you making your crayfish and running over to make canned food?" the newcomer said aggressively to Zhang Tianxing.
Someone nearby said, "Chairman Xiao Zhang, this is Director Jin of our Furui Canned Food Factory."
"Director Jin, what law states I can't make canned food? Who decreed I can only make crayfish?"
Hearing Zhang Tianxing's words, Fatty Jin was furious. You, riding a tricycle, dared to talk to me like that? This is truly infuriating.
You brought this on yourself. Fatty Jin's face turned pale. So you refuse a good offer, huh?
Fatty Jin turned and left, leaving behind a harsh threat: "Fine, I hope in a week, Chairman Xiao Zhang can still speak with such confidence!"
The onlookers suddenly felt bored. "Alas, Fatty Jin just said a few words and left. That's not like him. He's the type who swallows everything without spitting out the bones."
Zhang Tianxing didn't take the incident to heart. Market competition is everywhere; this is nothing.
Fatty Jin returned to his factory and kicked a table, cursing, "A mere youngster dares to speak to me like that, it's enraging me to death. Zhao San, come in!"
Zhao San, with dyed yellow hair, walked in. "Master Jin, what is it?"
"It's like this, you know Zhang Tianxing? The one who makes crayfish?" Fatty Jin's eyes glinted with ferocity, like a beast ready to devour someone.
"Master Jin, this guy is trouble," Yellow-haired Zhao San frowned. He was a bit afraid of this person.
"What are you afraid of? After it's done, I'll give you two hundred thousand!" Fatty Jin thought for a moment and offered an irresistible sum.
Fatty Jin had heard about Zhang Tianxing's past exploits. If the money offered was too little, no one would take the job. With a generous reward, there will be brave men. Fatty Jin has stood in the business world for so many years; with a little effort, he could take down his opponent and then take over their business. He wouldn't lose much money in the end.
"Two hundred thousand?" The amount stunned Yellow Hair, and the words he was about to say were swallowed.
In this era, let alone two hundred thousand, even twenty thousand was a huge sum for Yellow Hair, something unattainable.
He never expected the usually stingy Fatty Jin to offer two hundred thousand. However, even so, Yellow Hair didn't readily agree.
"Zhao San, is it difficult, or do you not want to take it?" Fatty Jin said coldly.
"Master Jin, let me think. The main thing is that Zhang Tianxing is too formidable. Even Brother Liang and Kong Erlengzi have suffered setbacks at his hands before," Yellow Hair said with a fawning smile.
"Then think carefully. If you don't do it, there are plenty of others who will. This is two hundred thousand, you know." Fatty Jin punched the table.
"Master Jin, how much is the deposit? Usually, it's fifty percent." Yellow Hair steeled himself. You can't earn big money without risking your life.
I'll take a gamble for two hundred thousand. A gamble, and my bicycle will turn into a motorcycle, then into a car. From then on, I'll reach the pinnacle of life.
However, Zhang Tianxing is indeed difficult to deal with. His physique, his knife skills… but for the money, I'll risk it.
Unexpectedly, Fatty Jin said, "A deposit of a hundred thousand? Are you dreaming? I'll give you ten thousand first, and the rest after the job is done. Zhang Tianxing is so famous, if you fail, wouldn't my money be wasted?"
Hearing this, Yellow Hair immediately cooled down. This cunning Fatty Jin, with such a small deposit, who would do this job? Unless it's a complete novice who knows nothing.
"Think it over. Otherwise, find someone else to do it for me. As long as it's done, there will be a generous reward afterward!"
"Okay, Master Jin, but you have to give me a deposit of fifty thousand. I won't do it for less!"
"How about this, I'll give you thirty thousand. I, Fatty Jin, will not treat you unfairly." Fatty Jin patted Yellow Hair's shoulder.
Man dies for wealth, and birds die for food. Yellow Hair thought it over carefully and accepted the job.
He had no choice. He knew Fatty Jin too well; he was obsessed with money. However, Yellow Hair had his own plans. Money in hand is real money; everything else is just empty promises.
"Alright, thirty thousand it is. Give me the money first so I have the strength to work."
Seeing Yellow Hair agree, Fatty Jin took out thirty thousand cash from the drawer and threw it directly to Yellow Hair.
"Get it done cleanly. You'll get the remaining payment. Although I, Fatty Jin, am stingy, I am a man of my word. Zhang Tianxing must die. If he doesn't die, my factory is finished."
Yellow Hair forced a few smiles and walked out.
Zhao San couldn't help but spit on the ground. Truly, trouble comes uninvited.
He, of all people, had to face a formidable opponent like Zhang Tianxing, who had beaten his idol, Brother Liang, into submission. He was truly remarkable.
However, Yellow-haired Zhao San also had his own plans. If he could use a sneak attack, he would. A direct confrontation was out of the question. With his physique, it was obvious he couldn't match such a powerful opponent.
If there was no opportunity, this thirty thousand would become his travel expenses. Fatty Jin's money wasn't easy to get.
However, Yellow-haired Zhao San was already prepared to run away. If he succeeded with a sneak attack, he'd have to run. If he failed, he'd still have to run.
He couldn't afford to offend either side. Yellow Hair was just an insignificant small-time hoodlum.
Yellow Hair went to the canned food factory and stayed outside for a long time, but he couldn't find an opportunity for Zhang Tianxing to be alone.
Furthermore, he couldn't find a suitable opportunity to strike. If he couldn't use a sneak attack, it would be useless.
Yellow Hair spat on the ground. Damn it, Fatty Jin, consider me, Yellow Hair, as having failed you. I can't find an opportunity, and I can't go back to you. I'll take this thirty thousand and head north to start anew.
Just as Yellow Hair was about to leave the scene, he heard Zhang Tianxing's voice calling him: "Hey, little brother, come here for a moment."
This scared Yellow-haired Zhao San immensely. Did he find me? Terrified, Yellow Hair took to his heels and ran.
Zhang Tianxing looked puzzled. "Old Luo, what's up with that yellow-haired guy? I just wanted to ask him where he dyed his hair. It looks quite handsome."
Old Luo didn't dare to answer. Boss Xiao Zhang wants to dye his hair? This topic is hard to respond to. Generally, older traditional people dislike flamboyant attire.
However, considering how rich Boss Xiao Zhang is, his status at home should be quite high, and he's likely not someone who is ordered around anymore.
Old Luo recalled the yellow-haired guy's hairstyle and could only suppress a smile. This Boss Xiao Zhang has a unique aesthetic.
Zhang Tianxing wasn't just acting on impulse. He suddenly thought it would be nice if Wen Qing and Li Fang dyed their long hair reddish-brown, which would perfectly complement their fair skin and beautiful features.
However, Zhang Tianxing himself only thought about dyeing his hair. After all, the Empress Dowager's authority was still paramount, and Zhang Tianxing dared not be too audacious.