I chose one of four options at the start, and I chose the number one clan in Lingnan.

Inside the Mercedes-Benz S-Class sedan.

The middle-aged man in the Tang suit stopped what he was doing, which involved placing a plate of iron.

The short-haired bodyguard in the front passenger seat turned around to report.

"Brother Guang, Wang Dafa signed the agreement. One yuan, and five Dafa supermarkets went to the Lin family of Tazhai. A hundred dump trucks just left."

Brother Guang pinched an iron ball between two fingers, and the iron balls collided with each other.

"Wang Dafa is a good-for-nothing; he can't even control a peasant from a small town," Guang Ge said.

"I own 20% of the shares in five supermarkets. Lin Ting didn't even bother to say hello before barging into the county town and taking my livelihood. He's overstepped his bounds."

The short-haired bodyguard pulled out a baton from his waist.

"Should we take the brothers to smash up the supermarket? This county is our territory; we can't let the people from Tazhai ride roughshod over us."

Guang Ge threw the iron gallstone onto the foot mat.

"The Lin family can mobilize a hundred heavy trucks and several thousand men. Only fools would do something like this: head-on confrontation."

Find out where Lin Ting is staying tonight, cut off his source of income, and take his life.

The Mercedes started and merged into the traffic.

The next morning.

The largest central supermarket under the Dafa Group.

Lin Fu, accompanied by thirty loyal men, pushed open the supermarket door. The Dafeng Group logo on the glass door was still there.

Wang Dafa's assistant was holding five cardboard boxes and standing next to the cashier.

The cardboard box was filled with account books, company seals, and all the keys to five supermarkets. The assistant's legs went weak, and he didn't even dare to lift his head.

Lin Fu pulled out a chair, sat down, and opened the account book to check.

The abacus beads clicked and clattered.

After checking the accounts, Lin Fu slammed five sets of keys on the table.

"The accounts are fine. Go back and tell Wang Dafa that from now on, these five supermarkets will belong to the Lin family."

"If he dares to do anything underhanded, Grandpa will personally go to his house and demand an explanation." Lin Fu stared at his assistant.

The assistant nodded repeatedly, dropped the cardboard box, and ran out of the supermarket.

Lin Fu turned to look at Zhongtang Hanzi.

"We took down all the signs and replaced them with Lin's Supermarket signs. We cleared out the fresh produce section and put 30,000 jin of golden fruit from Tazhai directly on the shelves."

According to Grandpa's rules, retail sales are limited, with a limit of two jin per person. The price is sixty yuan per jin.

The men from Zhongtang dispersed to work, and five light trucks were parked at the back door of the supermarket.

Thirty thousand catties of golden fruit were moved into the warehouse, the bright yellow fruit emitting a fragrant aroma.

In less than two hours, the signs of all five supermarkets had been changed.

The news spread throughout the county.

A long queue formed in front of the central supermarket, stretching from the main entrance all the way to the intersection.

The line included elderly people, housewives carrying shopping baskets, and business owners who arrived in cars.

Residents of the county town carried reusable bags and held cash in their hands.

At the cashier, banknotes were piled up like a small mountain, and the money counting machine was spinning so hard it was getting hot.

The quality of the golden fruit speaks for itself; those who have tasted it speak highly of it by word of mouth. Even after the price rose from fifty to sixty yuan, it was still in short supply.

Noon.

The office on the second floor of Lin's Central Supermarket.

Lin Ting leaned back on the leather sofa, twirling two walnuts in his hands.

Lin Fu walked in carrying a money counting machine, stacking stacks of hundred-yuan bills on the coffee table; the red banknotes were so dazzling they made one's eyes dizzy.

"Grandpa, the morning's revenue for the five supermarkets is calculated." Lin Fu wiped the sweat from his forehead, his hand trembling as he held the ledger.

Lin Ting didn't speak, waiting for him to report the number.

"Thirty thousand catties of golden fruit, half of which have been sold. Adding the turnover of other daily necessities in the supermarket, we made 1.2 million yuan in cash in half a day!" Lin Fu announced the figures.

Earning over a million yuan a day was a number that was unimaginable in Tazhai in the past.

Lin Ting placed the walnuts on the coffee table.

"The yield of golden fruit can still be increased. We cannot afford to run out of supply from the 3,000 mu of orchards on the back mountain."

You arrange for the people at the auditorium to streamline the supply lines to the five supermarkets in the county. Let Lao Zhao be in charge of the logistics fleet, and settle the freight charges with him at market price.

Lin Fu nodded and noted it down.

Lin Fei pushed open the door and came in carrying a seamless steel pipe, which was still covered with some dirt.

"Grandpa, the area around the supermarket is full of our people. Zhang's side hasn't made a move, and Wang Dafa hasn't even shown his face. All these people in the county have become cowards."

Lin Ting picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

"Wang Dafa doesn't dare to come, but the powerful boss behind him won't let this go."

The waters in the county seat are deeper than in the town; taking over the supermarket is like stealing meat from someone else's mouth.

Lin Ting pointed to the cash on the table.

"Take out 200,000 yuan and distribute it to Zhongtang and his brothers who are accompanying the car."

Starting today, you will lead two hundred brothers who have drunk the medicinal soup to be stationed in five supermarkets.

If someone causes trouble, just break their legs and throw them out. No need for words.

Lin Fei gripped the steel pipe and agreed.

8 PM.

The underground billiard hall in the county town, Guang Ge's place.

There was a dark room beneath the billiard hall, and the room was filled with a musty smell.

Guang Ge sat in a grand chair, holding a Cuban cigar in his hand.

Wang Dafa knelt on the ground, his face bruised and battered. His suit was torn to shreds.

"Brother Guang, the Lin family is too unruly! They've taken over all five supermarkets, and their golden fruit is selling for over a million yuan a day."

"This money was originally meant to be a gift to you!" Wang Dafa cried out.

Guang Ge kicked Wang Dafa in the chest.

Wang Dafa rolled out and crashed into the wall, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

"You've lost all my shares, and you still have the nerve to come see me?" Guang Ge stood up. His leather shoes stomped on the cement floor.

The short-haired bodyguard came over and handed over a note.

"Brother Guang, we've found out. Lin Ting is hosting a celebration banquet at Jubinlou tonight, and he's booked the entire second-floor hall."

They brought thirty bodyguards. The owner of Jubinlou restaurant owes us exorbitant interest, and we have people planted in the kitchen.

Guang took the note, glanced at it, tore it into pieces, and threw it on the ground.

He walked to the wooden cabinet and took out a small white paper package.

The paper packet contained powder.

"Lin Ting can fight, and so can his bunch of peasants. I won't fight him with my fists."

"There are plenty of ways to kill someone in a county town." Guang Ge tossed the paper packet to the short-haired bodyguard.

"Go to Jubinlou Restaurant, find the kitchen helper who is in debt, and put this package into Lin Ting's bowl."

Colorless and odorless, it causes cardiac arrest within half an hour of consumption, and even a miracle worker couldn't diagnose the problem.

The short-haired bodyguard caught the paper package and turned to leave the dark room.

Guang Ge lit his cigar again, and bluish-white smoke drifted out.

"Grandpa Lin? After tonight, Tazhai will have to hold a funeral. Those five supermarkets, along with the golden fruit business, will all belong to me."

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Jubinlou is the most prestigious and time-honored restaurant in the county.

Ten tables were set up in the hall on the second floor, and a hundred loyal men sat around the tables.

The table was laden with seafood and meat, and cases of liquor were piled up in the corner.

Lin Ting sat at the head of the table, with Lin Fei and Lin Fu sitting on either side.

"Grandpa, today's battle was exhilarating! A hundred vehicles scared Wang Dafa so much he wet his pants. Brothers, let's raise a toast to you!" Lin Fei raised his glass.

The men of Zhongtang all stood up, raising their wine cups.

Lin Ting picked up his teacup.

"The Lin family neither causes trouble nor is afraid of trouble. These five supermarkets are just the Lin family's foothold in the county town."

From now on, the Lin family will call the shots in the county business. Everyone, eat as much as you like.

Everyone tilted their heads back and toasted, creating a lively atmosphere.

The kitchen of Jubinlou Restaurant.

The flames on the stove shot up half a meter high, and the range hood roared.

The head chef was stir-frying dishes, the iron wok sizzling, while a pot of premium sea cucumber soup simmered in a casserole in the corner.

This was specially prepared for Lin Ting.

A kitchen helper wearing a baseball cap stood beside the casserole, looking around.

The head chef was tossing the wok with his back to him, while the other kitchen staff were washing vegetables; no one noticed this corner.

The kitchen helper reached into his pocket and pulled out a white paper package. His hands were trembling so badly that the edges of the package were limp from being squeezed by sweat.

He recalled the scene from half an hour earlier when Guang Ge's men held a knife to his wife's neck. If he didn't do as they said, his whole family would die.

The kitchen helper gritted his teeth, lifted the lid of the casserole, and scalding steam rushed out.

He poured all the white powder from the paper packet into the boiling sea cucumber soup.

The powder dissolves instantly in water without producing a single bubble, and the broth remains clear.

The kitchen helper covered the casserole and wiped the water stains off the table with a cloth.