"So here’s the thing: the true king of Xiaohe Village, Hu Xiaobei, is back."
Just after he sat down, Cui Dazhi heard this and shot to his feet in shock. "What? Hu Xiaobei is back? You... you’re not kidding, right?"
Right now, Cui Dazhi had lost the calm and composure he’d had just moments before...
"Bro, how would I have time to joke with you right now! I just saw him with my own eyes, he’s over here with me."
Hearing this firm, no‑nonsense answer, Cui Dazhi snapped out of it...
He took a deep breath and rasped, "What the hell is going on? Spell it out for me, completely clear."
"Okay!"
After agreeing, scar-faced very seriously went over everything that had happened.
Once he finished, scar-faced pricked up his ears and waited quietly.
He knew Cui Dazhi’s brain worked a lot better than his, so after listening to his rundown, Cui should be able to come up with some decent ideas.
Right now, a million grass-mud-horses were galloping across Cui Dazhi’s mind.
According to his original plan, he was going to finish persuading those bosses planning to open shops in Xiaohe Village today...
As long as he convinced them, he’d get a fat kickback.
Once he had the kickback, he could take off right away.
And now, at this critical moment, that Hu Xiaobei actually came back.
"That piece of trash really knows how to pick his timing."
Cursing wildly in his heart a few times, Cui Dazhi thought it over carefully.
Very quickly, he rasped, "What you did before wasn’t bad. You keep stalling for me over there. I’m heading to find those bosses now—I’m going to go full-on harvesting leeks."
"Yes! Got it!"
Satisfied, Cui Dazhi gave him a sweet date.
"Once this is over, I’ll give you a third of what we extort. So you absolutely cannot screw things up on your end, got it?"
"Bro, relax! There definitely won’t be any problems."
Hearing this promise, scar-faced got excited and kept assuring him...
"Mm, we’ll leave it at that for now!"
Feeling his excitement, Cui Dazhi smiled in satisfaction and hung up.
What Cui Dazhi said just now was pure talk; he had never planned on giving him a single cent.
After hanging up and tossing his phone on the table, Cui Dazhi’s face was full of a cold sneer. "Hu Xiaobei, you forced my hand! Now I can only go even crazier!"
With that, Cui Dazhi’s expression twisted as he started plotting...
According to his original plan, starting today he was going to run a three‑day investment promotion conference. By running it continuously, he’d crank up the pressure and then slowly squeeze all their money out.
Now, because of Hu Xiaobei’s appearance, he changed his mind.
Because he knew he didn’t have that much time anymore, he was ready to go straight to the hard stuff—empty out all the money he could in one shot.
"Once I’ve squeezed it all out, I can bolt! Hu Xiaobei, you can take the fall for me nice and slow."
Thinking about how he’d soon be able to blow money like crazy in Gambling City, Cui Dazhi got extremely hyped.
...
"Looks like Bro’s feeling pretty confident!"
After hanging up, scar-faced muttered to himself.
Earlier, he’d been a bit unsure, but now he was feeling much more confident because it seemed Cui Dazhi had everything planned out nicely.
"Hu Xiaobei, the folks in the village all said you’re really something. Now that we’re actually dealing with each other, I want to see if you really have any skills."
Thinking this, scar-faced hummed a tune as he picked up his shovel and walked over.
...
"Okay!"
They nodded obediently...
Xiaobei gave them a look, then got out of the car...
...
Seeing Xiaobei walk off, the beautiful assistant glanced at Mengmeng and Feng Junjun through the rearview mirror and asked quietly, "You two aren’t worried at all?"
They smiled lazily, tilted their heads, and said, "Worried? Why would we be worried?"
The beautiful assistant hesitated. "These guys are clearly slacking off. There’s definitely something going on here, so Master Xiaobei might run into trouble."
"No, he won’t. We trust him."
They’d already seen Xiaobei in action before, so they didn’t believe these three could put even the slightest pressure on him.
Hearing them speak with such confidence, she couldn’t really say anything else...
Taking a deep breath, she turned to look at Xiaobei.
She didn’t know much about Xiaobei; all she knew came from Song Yaling.
She knew Xiaobei meant a lot to Song Yaling...
So she really wanted to know why, and she knew she’d probably get her chance today...
...
Xiaobei quickly walked up to them.
"Master Xiaobei, you don’t need to help. The three of us can handle it!"
"Yeah, Master Xiaobei!"
Seeing Xiaobei getting closer, they spoke up quickly.
Xiaobei narrowed his eyes and said, "You’re way too slow. At this pace, it’s going to take forever. Let’s stop for now and have a chat. Thing is, I don’t really know anything about you guys."

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