Era: Starting with the struggle to refuse being taken advantage of

Chapter 126 Preparing to Build a House
Although the general trend had been determined, Wang Chengpeng dared not speak too explicitly.

However, he believed that with Ji Yongyue's intelligence, he couldn't possibly be unaware of the meaning behind his words.

This business is good, at least in the short term.

However, if we want a brighter future, we must wait longer.

Nodding as if he understood but not quite, Ji Yongyue said gratefully:

“Brother Wang, your words are truly invaluable. I will carefully consider the future of this business.”

"Don't worry too much. At least in the short term, this business shouldn't fall through."

Wang Chengpeng smiled and said, "What business? I'm just helping out."

"If Brother Ji no longer needs my help, then it will naturally be time for me to retire gracefully."

Seeing Wang Chengpeng's open-mindedness, Ji Yongyue's mood improved considerably. After exchanging a few simple pleasantries, the two went about their own business.

……

After working until about four o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Chengpeng took his day's harvest home.

With ample time available and the help of two apprentices, he decided to stop taking the equipment back for repairs starting today.

Having already accumulated sufficient capital, Wang Chengpeng will try to minimize any actions that could endanger him.

Of course, he still had to bring the books. Since he didn't need to bring any equipment, he brought a whole car full of books this time.

It must be said that scrap yards are truly treasure troves, hiding a large number of priceless books.

It's not uncommon for books that parents cherish to be stolen by their mischievous children and sold to buy candy.

If you're lucky, you might discover it in time and be able to redeem your belongings.

Those who were less fortunate discovered their treasures too late, and it was too late to salvage the situation; they lost their precious books completely.

These valuable items, however, benefited Wang Chengpeng, making his book collection even richer.

On the way back, passing by the Shen family's courtyard, Shen Wei was nowhere to be seen; only a bench was sitting alone, basking in the sun.

After piling the books he had brought back at home, and seeing that it was still early, Wang Chengpeng thought for a moment and decided to go to the production team leader's house.

Leveling 300 square meters of wasteland is a huge project, and with the need to build a road, the workload is even greater than imagined.

If it were just Wang Chengpeng's family of four working hard, they might not be able to complete the pre-construction work even if they waited another year.

In order to build the house that belonged to the Wang family as soon as possible, it was inevitable to ask the neighbors for help.

The same question about asking for help can yield drastically different results depending on whether you ask directly or appeal through the production team.

After all, the main task at this stage is still production, and even if everyone is willing to help, there isn't much time.

Organizing production with a production team is different; it allows you to concentrate your time and energy on the task.

Normally, production teams would only arrange for collective housing construction and would be unlikely to grant requests for private housing assistance.

Considering the relationship between Wang Chengpeng and Wang Fucheng, this matter is not entirely unnecessarily open to discussion, provided that a certain price is paid.

Although this also means that Wang Chengpeng needs to invest more money in building the house, for Wang Chengpeng, who is not short of money, efficiency is more important than money.

That's why Wang Chengpeng decided to go to Wang Fucheng's house.

Even from a short distance, Wang Chengpeng could smell the faint sweetness in the air.

It was clear that after successfully teaching Wang Yong the sugar-making method from beets, the other party did not slack off and was making the most of every opportunity to try it out.

Knock, knock, knock, Wang Chengpeng slowly knocked on Wang Fucheng's courtyard gate.

Amidst the faint sound of a television, a burly figure emerged, frowning as he looked at Wang Chengpeng standing at the courtyard gate. This figure was none other than Wang Zhong, the militia captain of Wangjia Village.

Unlike his father's lean physique, this figure appeared quite robust.

Looking at the completely unfamiliar Wang Chengpeng, Wang Zhong immediately turned sour and said:

"Go away, go away, go away, uninvited guests are not welcome here."

Wang Zhong never gave Wang Chengpeng, an uninvited guest, a friendly look. If he came over just before dinner, it was never anything good.

Especially since Wang Chengpeng was carrying something in his hand, which clearly indicated he had ulterior motives, he was even less likely to let Wang Chengpeng in.

It seems I'm having some bad luck today; I ran into the only person in Wang Fucheng's family who doesn't recognize me.

Since they wouldn't let him in, Wang Chengpeng didn't have any intention of forcing his way in; he figured he could just come back tomorrow anyway.

Thinking this, Wang Chengpeng got on his bicycle and said, "Okay, then I'll make an appointment to come again next time."

Wang Chengpeng was about to leave when he was interrupted by a cry of surprise:
"Brother, why are you chasing Master away? Let him in quickly."

Wang Yong, who was busy at work, heard Wang Chengpeng's voice and called out from inside.

Not only that, but Wang Fucheng's deep voice could even be heard coming from inside the house, saying:

"Boss, is Cheng Peng here? Let him in quickly."

Wang Zhong ignored his family's urging to let Wang Chengpeng in.
Instead, he scrutinized Wang Chengpeng with a pair of sharp eyes, as if he were judging a criminal who had made a mistake.

As the militia captain of Wangjia Village, Wang Zhong is a retired soldier who is said to have seen blood and is full of menacing aura.

Anyone being stared at by him would feel uneasy, whether they had made a mistake or not.

Instead of chasing Wang Chengpeng away again, Wang Zhong glared at him with sharp eyes, as if warning him to be sensible and leave quickly.

However, even when faced with such a sharp gaze, Wang Chengpeng remained calm and composed, showing no sign of fear whatsoever.

How could someone who has died once be afraid of a mere sharp gaze?

Not only did he not back down, Wang Chengpeng even made eye contact with Wang Zhong.

Faced with Wang Chengpeng's initiative to make eye contact, Wang Zhong also became interested, and his gaze became even more sharp.

He refused to believe that he, a soldier who had seen blood, could not scare a hothead like Wang Chengpeng.

Neither of them would back down, and the two of them actually started arguing, with neither willing to yield.

Upon learning that Wang Zhong knew his identity, Wang Chengpeng knew that he absolutely could not back down today.

His ability to chat and laugh with Wang Fucheng wasn't just due to his method of making sugar from beets, but also to his courage and boldness.

If he were to be so easily scared away by Wang Zhong today, Wang Fucheng would not only not blame his son, but would also think that he was very easy to manipulate.

That's how it is when you deal with someone: I take a step back, and they step forward ten feet.

Once Wang Fucheng gets this misconception, it won't be so easy for Wang Chengpeng to ask him for favors again.

Indeed, Wang Chengpeng's Forever 28 bicycle was so conspicuous, how could Wang Zhong not know his identity?

The reason for this was intentional; it's just unclear whether it was his own idea or Wang Fucheng's.

Just as the two were locked in a stalemate, neither willing to give in, a voice broke the silence:
"Brothers, what are you still doing outside? Come in quickly, I have something good to share with you."

Wang Yong, who had been waiting for a long time without seeing the two of them come in, began to urge them on anxiously.

(End of this chapter)