Courtyard House: Drunk and tipsy, the whole courtyard exposed at the start.

Zhang Dabiao nodded: "You can go and discuss this with Director Tian yourself. Just say that a relative lives there, so it will be convenient for you to go and make purchases."

Qin Mancang indicated that he understood: "Uncle Dabiao, should I return the house in the outer courtyard?"

It only takes about an hour to get back by bus from there. He needs to stay there often to watch over the grain, so he wants to cancel the lease on this house.

"Why retreat? Just run back and forth between the two sides."

"Even if you don't live in the house in the outer courtyard, you'll still have to occupy it. What will you do when you get married? What will your children do when they go to school? Of course, a house in the city is better."

"Unless the factory provides you with housing, they won't refund it. It's only a few dollars a month."

Is Qin Mancang stupid?

[There are places to stay near the teahouse, and they're spacious, but can they compare to apartments in the inner city? Don't you even consider the location of Nanluoguxiang?]

[This place could become your own property after many years of living here, and others would be eager to take as much as possible. And here you are, wanting to return it?]

Is this because they're afraid of taking advantage of the community, or because they can't bear to part with a few dollars in rent?

"Okay, Uncle Dabiao, I'll listen to you." Qin Mancang didn't think much of it; whatever Zhang Dabiao said, went along with it.

The two agreed to go over there together again tomorrow. The matter of the purchasing point was to be kept secret, but they still needed to inform the two guarantors to avoid conflicts with purchasing agents from other factories.

As they were chatting, Xu Damao, Lou Xiao'e, and Qu San walked into the courtyard together.

"Da Biao".

When Zhang Dabiao saw Qu San carrying a leather suitcase, he understood what was going on.

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Zhang Dabiao ushered her into the small courtyard, and after they sat down in the stable, he got straight to the point: "Lou Xiao'e, you shouldn't have come."

"I do not accept Mr. Lou's compensation plan."

Xu Damao, standing to the side, looked completely bewildered. He had no idea what had happened; all he knew was that the soon-to-be Taishan had sent him, along with Lou Xiao'e and Qu San, to deliver something to Zhang Dabiao.

Qu San's face turned grim: "Young man, don't be so stubborn. Being too arrogant will only lead to trouble."

Zhang Dabiao crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and said, "What kind of young man isn't ambitious?"

"What, you want to kill me just because we can't reach an agreement?"

"If you can't solve the problem, you want to punish the person who raised it?"

"Sure, come on, try it on me!"

Qu San threw the suitcase on the ground and clenched his fists, ready to make a move, but Xu Damao rushed between the two and blocked Qu San.

"Third brother, third brother, what are you doing?"

"Xiao'e, what's going on?"

Lou Xiao'e stepped forward and stopped Qu San.

"Third Brother, you can go out first. I'll talk to Da Biao."

"Young Miss, he's really being incredibly disrespectful..."

"go out!"

Lou Xiao'e rarely lost her temper, so Qu San had no choice but to turn around and leave the stable, giving Zhang Dabiao a fierce look as she went.

After Qu San left, Xu Damao looked at the leather suitcase on the table with a puzzled expression, and then at Zhang Dabiao.

"Da Biao, Xiao'e, what's this thing?"

"Weren't you supposed to be delivering something? How did it almost escalate into a fight?"

"Da Biao, do you have some kind of grudge against Third Brother? Or with Mr. Lou...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Lou Xiao'e opened her suitcase, and Xu Damao immediately stopped talking.

A full 20 stacks of Black Ten!

A stack that looks like it has 50 sheets thick, that's 5000 yuan!

20 stacks, a total of 100,000 yuan!

There was also a document next to it, which looked like a land deed.

In addition, there are ten small yellow croakers!

Xu Damao's eyes were blurry!

He knew Zhang Dabiao was rich, with 300,000 yuan lying in the bank, but the impact of 100,000 yuan being directly placed in front of you was still overwhelming.

This left him speechless with surprise.

Zhang Dabiao was a little stunned to be honest. Even though he came from the future, he was still transferring money around in his bank account when buying a house.

The most cash I've ever handled was the New Year's red envelopes I received when I was a child. The largest amount I ever received was just over 5 yuan, which my mother would then take away under the pretext of keeping it safe.

The impact of 100,000 yuan in cash—

He paused for two seconds and then ignored it.

Zhang Dabiao didn't touch the money. He smiled and said to Lou Xiao'e, "Lou Xiao'e, your older brother owes me 72 US dollars, which is more than 177 million yuan."

"You think you can get rid of me with 10 yuan? The Lou family is dreaming!"

Lou Xiao'e's expression was rather unpleasant, while Xu Damao's legs went weak: "Young Master Duo?"

Zhang Dabiao hesitated, "Da Mao, why don't you go out too? This is between me and the Lou family, it has nothing to do with you."

That's over 177 million! Rounding up, that's 200 million!

Xu Damao realized he couldn't get involved, and his legs went weak as he prepared to walk outside, but...

He took a step and then turned back.

Pretending not to blush or skip a beat, she said to Zhang Dabiao, "Dabiao, well, Xiao'e and I are getting engaged soon, so we'll be family."

"Tell me what's wrong."

"You're my brother, and Xiao'e is my wife. Let me give you some advice..."

Zhang Dabiao found his forced composure somewhat amusing, raising an eyebrow: "What, are you going to help the Lou family against me?"

Xu Damao's expression changed: "How could that be! You're my brother!"

"I have to help you no matter what!"

Zhang Dabiao could tell at a glance that he was lying, because Lou Xiao'e was angrily pinching his soft flesh, and Xu Damao was grimacing in pain.

"One thing at a time, Xiao'e, stop messing around. Da Biao, tell me what exactly happened?"

"To put it simply, my lighter license sold for another $900,000, and my share should have been $720,000, which is equivalent to RMB 1,772,496. Lou Xiao'e's good brother, Lou Yufan, swindled me out of it."

"Then Lou Bancheng tried to get rid of me with 100,000 RMB, 100,000 HKD, a three-courtyard house, and 10 small yellow croakers."

"Do you think I should accept it?"

Xu Damao didn't care why there was HK$10, but he was so shocked that he stood up immediately.

"Wow! So many?"

"How dare Lou Yufan? Isn't Lou Bancheng going to do anything about it?"

"How could I possibly accept that?! I'd rather die than do it!"

Zhang Dabiao spread his hands: "But the reality is that I signed the contract with Lou Yufan, and I can't possibly go to Hong Kong to settle accounts with him. In China, I really can't do anything about Lou Yufan."

I'll have a plan tonight; I'll just sneak over there.

[I refuse to believe we can't take down Lou Yufan!]

[He dares to steal my money, a time traveler? Does he not know how to spell "death"?]

Xu Damao glanced at Zhang Dabiao, who seemed indifferent, then at Lou Xiao'e, who looked distressed, and finally said with an awkward smile in a consultative tone, "That Dabiao..."

Zhang Dabiao lit a cigarette: "Forget about pleading. This is too big a deal for me to make."

"How could I dare to plead for them?"

"This isn't my place to plead for you, and I don't have that much influence, do I?"

"But... this matter concerns your feud with Lou Yufan and Lou Bancheng, could you perhaps..."

"Don't involve Xiao'e?"