The rent collector became stronger, and he took in a young, energetic woman every day.

Chapter 56 The Landlady's Gratitude!

Chen Mo said "Wait a minute" and walked up to the group of people.

The man in the floral shirt paused for a moment, then turned to look at Chen Mo, sizing him up before a smile returned to his lips. "Dude, we're dealing with our own business. It's none of your concern, so don't get involved."

His tone was softer than before, carrying a hint of probing.

Chen Mo looked at the other person and smiled faintly, "Who said it has nothing to do with me? I just placed an order for 100,000 yuan with the owner of this store, so we have a cooperative relationship."

The man in the floral shirt frowned slightly upon hearing this, the cigarette between his fingers hovering in mid-air, smoke drifting out from between his fingers.

"Brother, what do you mean by this?"

Chen Mo's tone remained calm, "What you're moving now belongs to me in a sense. So, you're moving my things. Understand?"

The man in the floral shirt paused for a moment, his brows furrowed even more, his lips pressed into a thin line, and his gaze darted back and forth between Chen Mo and Lu Man.

Lu Man stood on the steps, watching Chen Mo's back, her eyes reddening and her lips trembling slightly.

She had already prepared herself for these people to take her things away.

After all, this group of people were notorious local bullies who did things without any regard for the consequences.

She's just a woman who owns a shop, what can she do to them?

Unexpectedly, a stranger she met for the first time today was willing to stand up for her.

Her knuckles turned white from gripping the hem of her skirt, and her throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton, making it impossible for her to speak.

The man in the floral shirt took a deep drag of his cigarette, exhaled the smoke from his nostrils, and stared at the black Rolls-Royce for two seconds before returning his gaze to Chen Mo's face.

"Brother, we're just doing this for money. How about we each compromise?"

He threw the cigarette butt on the ground, ground it with the toe of his shoe, put his hands in his pockets, and slightly raised his chin. "Didn't you want to order 100,000 yuan worth of goods? Give me that 100,000 yuan directly, and I'll leave first. You can take the goods, how about that?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Man's expression changed. She quickly walked down the steps and stood beside Chen Mo, her voice trembling slightly, "No! I've already severed all ties with that man. Go find him to pay back the money he owes you. I won't pay it back."

She decided that this time she would be ruthless and teach her father a lesson, and not let him continue like this.

Otherwise, this family will be completely ruined, leaving not even bones behind.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man with a bruised and swollen face changed drastically. A look more like a grimace appeared on his swollen face as he cried out, "Manman! You can't abandon me! I'm your father!"

Lu Man didn't look at him; she turned her face to the side.

The man in the floral shirt looked at Lu Man, his face furrowed, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

He pulled his hand out of his pocket and then put it back in, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. His gaze fell on the Rolls-Royce again, then swept over Chen Mo's expressionless face.

In this small county town, anyone who can afford to drive this kind of car must have a very impressive background.

He couldn't act recklessly before he had a clear understanding of the other party's background.

Chen Mo looked at the man in the floral shirt, his tone still indifferent, "I don't care what happened between you two. But if you've disrupted my business, then you've gone wrong."

The man in the floral shirt's face turned pale and then flushed, his cheeks puffed out, his jaw muscles bulged and then subsided.

He took a deep breath and squeezed out three words through gritted teeth, "Let's go."

He turned around, waved to his underlings, and walked towards the bread truck without looking back.

Several henchmen dragged the middle-aged man up from the ground and shoved him into the car.

As the middle-aged man was dragged into the car, he desperately turned his head, his swollen face streaked with tears and blood, reaching out towards Lu Man. His voice was so piercing it could be heard throughout the street, "Manman! Save me! Save my dad!"

Lu Man closed her eyes.

Tears slid from her tightly closed eyes, streaming down her cheeks and dripping onto the collar of her white shirt, leaving a small, dark stain.

Chen Mo watched as the dilapidated bread truck started its engine, spewing out a plume of black smoke from its exhaust pipe, slowly driving away along the street, turning a corner, and disappearing from sight.

He stood there, feeling a mix of emotions.

In this world, money really is everything.

If he hadn't driven this Rolls-Royce today, they might have already started fighting.

Because he stepped out of that car, the other party couldn't figure out his background and didn't dare to make any rash moves, so they could only slink away.

It seems that the deterrent effect of a car is more effective than that of a fist.

Lu Man wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down.

She walked to Chen Mo's side, her voice soft and slightly hoarse, "Thank you."

Chen Mo waved his hand, and the light returned from the direction the bread truck had disappeared to her face.

"These people will definitely come back. Do you need me to help you deal with them?"

Lu Man shook her head, forcing a smile. "No need, I'll handle the rest."

Seeing her like that, Chen Mo didn't insist and nodded.

"Okay. If anything happens, remember to call me."

Lu Man nodded softly, "Okay."

Chen Mo opened the car door and got into the driver's seat.

Coco and Xiaolu had already gotten back into the car. The two of them leaned out of the car window and waved to Lu Man.

Lu Man stood on the steps, watching the black Rolls-Royce slowly drive out of the parking space, turn onto the street, and drive away.

She stood there, looking in that direction, for a long time.

Inside the car, Xiao Lu leaned over from the back seat, resting her chin on the back of the passenger seat, her ponytail hanging down, and said with admiration, "Brother Mo, you were so cool just now."

Coco sat in the passenger seat, turned to look at Chen Mo's profile, and said with a hint of regret in her eyes, "It's a pity that the man in the floral shirt was too sensible and didn't dare to fight with Brother Mo. I wanted to see Brother Mo show his prowess."

Xiao Lu's smile faded slightly, her gaze fixed on the rapidly receding street outside the car window. Her voice lowered, "They're not your average young punks. They're clearly professionals, not to be trifled with."

Coco's smile faded, and she nodded, her expression turning serious. "Then they won't continue to bully Sister Lu Man, will they?"

2

There was a moment of silence in the car.

Chen Mo gripped the steering wheel with one hand, his gaze fixed straight ahead, and said calmly, "These people are probably professional debt collectors. At most, they'll threaten you, but they won't actually do anything. They know their limits; they won't do anything illegal unless absolutely necessary."

He paused, the car rounded a bend, and sunlight streamed in through the side window, falling on his fingers gripping the steering wheel.

"Because if something goes wrong, you'll inevitably have to bribe your superiors. In the end, the money you receive might not even be as much as the money you spend on bribes, so it's not worth it."

Coco and Little Deer exchanged a surprised glance.

Coco turned to look at Chen Mo's profile, her eyes filled with curiosity. "Brother Mo, how did you know?"

Chen Mo tapped his fingers lightly twice on the steering wheel.

"Look at her father, he looks bruised and swollen, but it's obvious that most of it is just makeup. He wasn't actually seriously injured."

"I guess he was faking it."

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