Returning wealthy individuals develop their hometowns and become rich in the 1980s

When Wu Mu, Bo Pi Niao Pang, and their two henchmen gathered a large group of underlings and headed towards the sand field, there were already three large trucks parked at the entrance. Wu Mu and his men originally thought that bringing thirty or forty underlings would be enough to make a show of things, but who would have thought that the other side had even more people than them.

Even Wu Mu saw that there were several people from Lianzhai in the crowd, carrying five or six guns on their backs and swaying around. Wu Mu immediately became much more alert. There were guns on the other side. This was not a good time for a firefight!

Seeing Wu Mu and his gang approaching, Chen Zaijun, who had been sitting in the car smoking, jumped out, head held high and even more arrogant than Wu Mu. Pointing his steel pipe at Wu Mu, he demanded, "What are you doing here? Get out of here, or I'll beat you all up!"

Fuck!

You're the one who's involved in the underworld, aren't you? Wu Mu was speechless with frustration. Even the Chen family from Lianzhai were too arrogant and domineering, daring to bully their Gaozhai area from another region.

"Don't be impulsive, brother," Wu Mu said, feeling frustrated but still having to swallow his pride and speak kindly to Chen Zaijun, since they had guns.

"Get lost! Who's your brother? There's no one named you in my Chen family genealogy!" Chen Zaijun showed no respect for Wu Mu; he had come here specifically to cause trouble.

In Chen Zaixing's words, "Be as arrogant as you want. If anything happens, I'll cover for you."

The three truckloads that arrived numbered nearly a hundred people, most of whom were from Chen Zaixing's construction site. Chen Zaixing said that he would pay them three days' wages, plus an additional 100 yuan, and provide three meals a day. If a fight broke out, Huaxing would cover all medical expenses. If anyone was disabled, Huaxing would give them 20,000 yuan each, and provide them with a guaranteed job.

If I die, I'll give you 100,000 plus enough to raise my children to adulthood. In short, just do it!

"What the hell are you talking about? Just because you're from the village and have the surname Chen, you think you're so great?" Bo Pi was clearly disgusted by Chen Zaijun's arrogant attitude. He didn't have the sharp eyes of Wu Mu and Niao Pang, and he couldn't see that the situation was unfavorable to them.

Chen Zaijun went up and slapped the thin-skinned man hard across the face, yelling, "I'm Chen, so what? You got a problem with that? Hit me then!"

As he spoke, Chen Zaijun spread his arms and made a gesture towards the thin-skinned man he had slapped, saying, "Hit me then, if you dare, hit me. Let's see if you live or die today!"

"I'll slap myself in the face! Damn it..."

"No, no, no, Bo Pi," Wu Mu and Niao Pang desperately pulled the furious Bo Pi back. Wu Mu smiled and said to Chen Zaijun, "What's your name, brother? My brother Bo Pi doesn't mean any harm. He's just a bit impulsive and has a bad temper."

"Let me tell you, my name is Chen Zaijun. If you want to settle scores and get revenge on me, come on then. I'm right here in Lianzhai. If you dare, come and fight me!"

"No, that's not true, Brother Jun. Let's talk about what happened at the battlefield. Brother Gao was just trying to get his goods out of business because your car was blocking his gate. He's a businessman in a hurry to get his goods out, so please be understanding," Wu Mu said, trying his best to lower his tone. He took out a cigarette and offered it to him. "Have a smoke, and let's all calm down."

These gangsters are all experts at flattering the powerful and belittling the weak. Yesterday, he even dared to follow Gao Zihui to the Huaxing sales office, wanting to talk to Chen Zaixing about the deal, because he thought Chen Zaixing was a businessman who would make money through amicable means.

But when the Chen family of Lianzhai turned against him and came to block the battlefield, and when he saw that they had even brought their guns, indicating that they were preparing for a fight and that one or two people would be killed or injured, Wu Mu immediately knew that he had met his match.

Thin Skin, who had been pulled back by Bird Fatty, still wanted to rush forward and attack Chen Zaijun. Bird Fatty held him back tightly, pointed at the gunmen in the Lianzhai crowd, and whispered, "If you dare touch him today, you'll die here. Are you blind? Didn't you see they have guns?"

"I understand," Chen Zaijun said, pointing to the smashed "Raging Bull Type A" tractor-trailer. "You smashed my truck like this, and you're telling me you understand? My brother's truck got a flat tire and nearly sank into a ditch right in front of your crappy sand pit, and I haven't even bothered you yet, and you still dare to send people to chase and beat my brother up!"

"Let me tell you, this isn't over today. Don't even think about operating this lousy sand pit anymore. My convoy has plenty of vehicles; I don't want this one!"

"Brother Jun, please don't. We're from the same town. Our Gaozhai is only five or six miles away from your Lianzhai, right? Maybe we can even become relatives or friends. Don't really hurt our relationship," Wu Mu forced the cigarette into Chen Zaijun's hand.

"Hey Jun, what do you think we should do about this? How about I have Gao apologize to the three brothers, and we'll host a few tables at the county-run restaurant? What do you think?"

"What about my car? You just smashed it for nothing? What about the lost wages of my three brothers? And the goods I was hauling were all destined for Turkmenistan and then for America. You're going to compensate me for this loss!"

"Then how much compensation do you think is appropriate? Just name your price," Wu Mu thought that it would be better to settle things with money. If they really fought, they would suffer losses. Moreover, he knew the strength of the Chen family. They were not people like him who were involved in the black market and the underworld.

"Take out 100,000 yuan, make that guy surnamed Gao apologize to my three brothers, and then set up a dozen tables to treat all my brothers who are here today to a good meal, and we'll call it even," Chen Zaijun demanded outrageously, clearly not wanting to get to the bottom of the matter.

"Brother Jun, give me some face. 100,000 is really outrageous. How about this, take out 10,000 and you guys go get this car repaired. I'll have Brother Gao come out and apologize to your three brothers. As for the banquet," Wu Mu gritted his teeth, "Fine, a dozen tables, consider it me, Wu Mu, making friends with you, Brother Jun!"

"No, ten thousand is too little. This is a brand new car. You smashed it like that, and it's depreciated. This isn't over until you get it for 100,000," Chen Zaijun waved his hand, refusing to lower the price. "Putting everything else aside, you need to get that guy surnamed Gao out here."

Wu Mu sighed, "Alright, I'll call Brother Gao out. We'll talk things out later, and please don't resort to violence."

"Call him out first," Chen Zaijun said, pointing to the gate of the battlefield with a cigarette in his mouth. "What kind of business is it to hide inside and not come out to talk?"

"Okay, I'll go call him right away," Wu Mu said, knocking on the small door and calling inside, "Brother Gao, it's me, Wu Mu. Let me in first, I have something to say to you."

The small door opened a crack, allowing only Wu Mu to squeeze through sideways. The men Chen Zaijun brought, who were guarding outside, had no intention of rushing in and simply watched coldly as Wu Mu entered the battlefield.

"Pu Yi Amu, 100,000, tell him to rob it!" Gao Zihui stood up excitedly when he heard Chen Zaijun ask for 100,000 for car repairs. He stood up too quickly and was pulled behind him, making him wince in pain.

"They're clearly here to cause trouble today, can't you see that? This isn't the main road leading to Lianzhai, why don't they drive on the newly built cement road instead of coming this way, and then they get a flat tire and stop in front of your sand quarry, and you're still stupid enough to call people to chase after them!"

"I'll only give you 30,000 at most, not a penny more!"