Chapter 34: Get Him

"No problem! I just need to quietly ask a few people, and I can find out right away."

Chai Yanfen readily agreed.

She, a woman, had managed to establish herself in this market for more than five years.

She'd survived the turbulent era of great change, weathered nearly all storms.

Yet she still thrived, as effortlessly as a fish in water.

Connections—they were her invincible weapon!

Obtaining information, then making decisions that favored her own interests from that information, was the foundation of her survival.

"Alright, I'll wait for your news."

Wu Ya hung up the phone, lost in thought.

In his previous life, his parents had suffered miserably because of Yan Li and her accomplices' extortion.

Now, these same people were confronting him once more!

The grievances of two lifetimes—impossible to resolve.

There was only one path left...

Strike back!

The phone rang again almost immediately.

"This time, the one targeting us is Little Slant-Eye! Behind him is Hua Zi!"

Hua Zi!

"Heh, just as I expected. Since you're so eager to court disaster, wouldn't it be cruel not to oblige you?"

Wu Ya put down the phone, his face frosted with cold determination.

In this life, he had to take revenge with his own hands!

Only then could he honor those thirty-nine years of bleakness from his past life!

Only then could he truly bring peace to his parents' spirits.

Otherwise, he would never rest easy!

Wu Ya quickly stood up and left his office.

The trading market.

"Sister Chai, how's it going? After lowering the price, how's the effect?"

Wu Ya appeared from nowhere.

His sudden question startled the busy Chai Yanfen.

"Oh! How did you get here? Of course, it's amazing! They're selling for thirty, I sell for twenty-eight! Though the profit is less, seeing their hearts break is enough to make me happy!"

Chai Yanfen pointed toward the distance, her brows dancing with excitement.

Wu Ya followed her gaze. Six clothing stalls in a row stood deserted.

The six stall owners looked over, faces etched with utter despair.

"Guo Pengcheng, you screwed me over! Not only did I make no money, I've got over three hundred pieces of clothing stuck here! If you don't compensate me, I'll fight you to the death!"

One middle-aged man glared at Guo Pengcheng and scolded him fiercely, his eyes bloodshot.

Originally, he just wanted to follow the crowd and make a little money.

But Guo Pengcheng came to him, promising cheap school uniforms.

All they had to do was agree to work together against Chai Yanfen, and he'd make the connections.

He also revealed that Little Slant-Eye was behind the scheme!

If they cooperated, they'd get three months of protection fees waived.

That meant five yuan profit per item.

Small, but still a gain.

Once Chai Yanfen was crushed, they could raise the prices again.

Then they'd make a killing!

Plus, they'd curry favor with Little Slant-Eye.

A win-win.

To this end, he even borrowed money from outside!

But who could have imagined that the battle would end in defeat as soon as it began!

Not only did they make no money, they were stuck with three hundred unsold uniforms!

They'd collapsed completely.

"Guo Pengcheng, if you don't sort this out for us, I'll fight you too!"

"Me as well! I'll send my wife and kids to live in your house, you make room for me!"

"Guo Pengcheng..."

They all shouted in fury, unable to contain their anger.

They'd suffered heavy losses.

To maximize profit, none had bought less than two hundred items!

Now, with sales frozen, they were left with nothing.

Sell at a loss?

They had never sold as well as Chai Yanfen, and now they'd started this war themselves.

They'd completely infuriated her.

If they tried to dispose of their stock and she kept undercutting them with lower prices,

the process would drag on and on!

Maybe a month, maybe a quarter, maybe... half a year, a year?

Their income for this year or next might not even cover the hole left by those uniforms!

After all, she'd already made money from school uniforms!

She had the capital to keep fighting!

But if they sank deeper, what about their families?

What about the debts from the unsold goods?

Decades of hard work, gone in an instant!

This was pushing them to ruin!

"How is this my fault? If you hadn't been greedy, wanting to topple Chai Yanfen and cozy up to Little Slant-Eye at the same time, would you have ordered so much stock? Now you can't sell it, and you're blaming me? Ridiculous!"

Guo Pengcheng stiffened his neck, trying to seem tough, though inside, he was trembling like a leaf.

If these men really lost everything, they would absolutely turn on him!

At best, he could never do business in this market again.

But what else could he do?

The plan had been clear: within three days, they'd crush Chai Yanfen.

His protection fee for the year would be waived.

Business would boom, and Little Slant-Eye would look after him.

But who knew—less than an hour into the fight,

Chai Yanfen had knocked them out cold!

She dropped prices to twenty-eight yuan!

And could go even lower!

She'd seized control of the price war in one stroke!

Achieving what they had hoped to do—

dragging their opponent into the mire!

But even so, he couldn't afford to show weakness.

Otherwise, these men would lose their minds and raid his stall right now!

With everything at stake, who would show mercy?

"Damn you, Guo Pengcheng! I'll fight you right now!"

Seeing Guo Pengcheng still unapologetic, someone finally snapped.

A man about fifty suddenly bent down and charged at Guo Pengcheng, his face twisted in grief, clearly ready to go down together!

He was the one who had stockpiled the most—five hundred pieces!

To earn more, he'd invested all his life's savings.

But as the saying goes, biting off more than you can chew.

Now he'd really broken his teeth!

A lifetime's effort, no wonder he was beside himself with rage.

"Bu Jing, this was Little Slant-Eye's idea, and you all agreed to it! If you have the guts, go find him! Why act crazy here with me?"

Guo Pengcheng wasn't tough, but he was quick.

Seeing Bu Jing charge at him, he sidestepped deftly.

"Bang!"

Poor Bu Jing.

He lost balance from too much force, crashing headfirst into the corner of Guo Pengcheng's stall.

His graying hair was instantly stained with blood.

Blood poured out, the scene was tragic.

With a strangled cry, his eyes rolled back and he collapsed.

He lay on the ground, life or death uncertain!

Guo Pengcheng, already timid, was now pale with terror, paralyzed in place like a statue.

And just then...