The Temple Official's reminder was well-intentioned, but he wasn't aware of Wang Xiaoqiang's abilities; otherwise, he wouldn't have said that. When it ca to killing soone imperceptibly, Wang Xiaoqiang was also capable—as Tan Rong's death was one such example.
Speaking of Tan Rong, Wang Xiaoqiang felt a pang in his heart and wondered if the person targeting him this ti could be related to Tan Rong? Or perhaps it was Tan Rong's family?
After saying goodbye to the Temple Official, Wang Xiaoqiang drove back to the livestock farm and called Zheng Shuang to his office. He then told Zheng Shuang about the situation. Zheng Shuang, startled, said, "Is that really true?"
"Very likely," Wang Xiaoqiang confird. "Help think, who might have a conflict of interest with us..."
"Speaking of conflicts of interest with the farm, it's got to be Pig Bristle Face," said Zheng Shuang. "His livestock farm is just a few miles away near Shili Shop. He started his factory a few years after my dad, so his business has never been able to catch up. He always thinks we've taken his business, and later, he hired soone to sabotage my dad. I suspect that the car accident that crippled my dad's legs was Pig Bristle Face's doing..."
"Hmm... that's possible..." Wang Xiaoqiang had not heard of Pig Bristle Face before, but after taking over Zheng Group, he had learned about the nearby competitors. Pig Bristle Face, whose real na was Deng Sanmao, used to make a living by butchering pigs. He had a patch of skin on his face covered with a dense layer of hair. Combined with his butcher's business, people gave him this nickna, Pig Bristle Face.
Pig Bristle Face made money from butchering pigs and, envious of Zheng Dana's livestock farm business, he also raised funds to start his own farm. However, as a latecor, he was always no match for the seasoned businessman Zheng Dana, so he had resorted to underhanded tactics before.
"Now the quality of our livestock farm's animals is getting better, and the prices are rising. Pig Bristle Face suppresses his prices, but no one cares for his goods. It would be within reason for him to cause trouble," Zheng Shuang analyzed.
"Right, Zheng Shuang, do you know a person nad Chen Daonian?"
"Chen Daonian, I, I think I've heard my dad ntion him before..." To confirm, Zheng Shuang imdiately pulled out her phone, called Zheng Dana, and after clarifying, hung up and said to Wang Xiaoqiang, "Chen Daonian is a Feng Shui Master, said to be very powerful, often arranging Feng Shui Bureaus for people... However, I've heard he's not a good person... Wait, Little Qiang, why did you suddenly bring him up..."
"The Temple Official Grandpa said that this Feng Shui murder setup was very likely arranged by Chen Daonian," Wang Xiaoqiang said.
"That's possible... oh, Little Qiang, I have an idea. Let's go near Pig Bristle Face's livestock farm or follow him around to see if he's in contact with Chen Daonian," Zheng Shuang suggested.
"Hmm, that's a good idea. I'll go check it out now," Wang Xiaoqiang said, heading out.
"Little Qiang, take with you," Zheng Shuang said, grabbing Wang Xiaoqiang's hand.
"Alright then!"
The two held hands as they left the office. Wang Xiaoqiang saw soone in the hallway and tried to let go of Zheng Shuang's hand, but Zheng Shuang grasped Wang Xiaoqiang's hand even tighter.
"Pig Bristle Face pays such low wages, less than two thousand a month, and sotis the wages don't even co on ti. Who would want to work for him? Besides, with the current market, one could earn three to four thousand a month working in the Coastal Region..."
"You're right, but there's no need for Pig Bristle Face to be that exploitative, right?..." Wang Xiaoqiang asked tentatively again.
"Actually, Pig Bristle Face is quite stingy, but it's not entirely his fault—it's poor factory performance that's keeping him from paying the salaries…"
"Hey, master, that's not entirely true. If Pig Bristle Face is so broke, how co I heard he's keeping three won on the side?"
"Not three, four. Together with his wife, that makes five. Sigh, he's digging his own grave... But it's typical for rich n. What's infuriating is that Pig Bristle Face doesn't even have the money, yet he still sses around with so many won..." the tricycle driver said.
"Sigh... Master, from what you say, you seem quite familiar with this Pig Bristle Face..."
"Ah..., I used to work at Pig Bristle Face's factory too, and I was even a group leader, but I quit because we couldn't get our wages on ti. To be honest, I'm better off driving my tricycle..." said the tricycle driver.
"Uh..., so you've worked there before, Master. No wonder you're so familiar with Pig Bristle Face..."
"Yes, Pig Bristle Face used to trust a lot, he shared everything with . When he was courting his fourth woman, he often bragged to about how great she was, saying that woman... sigh, won are nothing but trouble..."
"Hey..., Master, I heard that Pig Bristle Face is quite superstitious. If his business is doing poorly, why doesn't he call in a Feng Shui Master to take a look...?" Wang Xiaoqiang started to fish for information.
"True, Pig Bristle Face is quite superstitious. Just yesterday I saw him with a Feng Shui Master, said to be quite famous..."
"Oh, really? Could it be that Mr. Chen, the one nad Chen Daonian...?"
"Seems like it's him." The tricycle driver, appearing disinterested, then said, "What's the use of hiring a Feng Shui Master when the business is bad? In my opinion, it's all ruined by won..."
"Mmm..., you make a lot of sense, Master. Oh, we've arrived, we've arrived..." Wang Xiaoqiang saw the breeding factory belonging to Pig Bristle Face about twenty ters ahead and called for a stop.
The tricycle driver stopped, Wang Xiaoqiang paid him, and the driver thanked him before riding away.
"You've given so much valuable information, I should be thanking you..." Wang Xiaoqiang watched the departing tricycle, thinking to himself.
Wang Xiaoqiang looked around and spotted a restaurant right across from Pig Bristle Face's factory. It was a two-story building with glass windows facing the street on the upper floor. Seeing this, Wang Xiaoqiang walked into the restaurant. As it was not alti, the restaurant owner was sowhat surprised, but still greeted, "Ah, boss, co in, take a seat inside..."
"I'll sit on the second floor." Wang Xiaoqiang said as he headed upstairs.
"Sure, sure..., the second floor is bright and airy..." The restaurant owner said cordially.
After leading Wang Xiaoqiang to the second floor and seeing him seated, the restaurant owner asked, "Boss, what would you like to order?"
Wang Xiaoqiang flipped through the nu, ordered a couple of dishes to go with drinks, and asked for a few bottles of beer. Seeing the owner going down to get busy, he took a seat by the window and looked across to the breeding factory. Fortuitously, because Pig Bristle Face's breeding factory consisted of only low buildings like small houses and pigsties, he could see the entire layout of the factory from here.
Soon the drinks and dishes arrived, and Wang Xiaoqiang enjoyed them while continuing his observation.
In the office of Pig Bristle Face's breeding factory, Pig Bristle Face sat in the boss's chair,
just then, an elderly man clad in a Tang suit burst in, interrupting Pig Bristle Face's pleasant mont.
Pig Bristle Face's face turned angry, but as soon as he recognized the visitor, the anger on his face vanished, replaced with an expression of respect. "Mr. Chen..."
This man in the Tang suit was Chen Daonian.
However, at this mont, Chen Daonian's face was pale, and he looked utterly dispirited, nothing like the image of a wise man. (To be continued. If you like this work, please go to qidian to vote for it with your recomndation tickets and monthly passes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.)
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