Chapter 68: Burning with Jealousy! Unable to Stand Li Jun

Li Junsheng almost wanted to laugh, but he forced himself to drain the glass of white liquor in one gulp, keeping his lips from curling uncontrollably.
He had to hold back; he couldn’t let Chen Dazhu see through him!
“That’s perfect then. Once you help our captain solve the problem, I’ll introduce you to him,” Li Junsheng said, feeling quite pleased. He’d managed to get Chen Dazhu to work for him, so he didn’t have to worry about finding the trucks himself.
Given how eager he was, the fleet would probably find him a truck in just a few days.
Sure enough, Chen Dazhu was anxious and asked Li Junsheng proactively, “So when exactly will he need those trucks? Give me a specific time so I can arrange things!”
“The sooner the better, of course! You need to hurry—there are plenty of people who want to use this chance to talk to our captain,” Li Junsheng replied, making it sound urgent, stirring up anxiety in Chen Dazhu, who hadn’t realized the truck fleet needed the vehicles so quickly.
But in order to build connections, Chen Dazhu nodded decisively.
“Alright, I’ll get this done as soon as possible—it’s not a difficult task!”
“You’ve got the contacts, so you take care of it,” Li Junsheng said, pouring himself another drink, enjoying the liquor Chen Dazhu had paid for.
Chen Dazhu, eager to impress Li Junsheng, filled his glass, lit his cigarette, and waited on him.
Li Junsheng let himself be pampered, and besides Chen Dazhu, Li Guojun was also itching to work as a temporary loader alongside him.
Chen Dazhu finished the meal with Li Junsheng in high spirits, no longer questioning whether Li Junsheng’s temp job was genuine.
After eating and agreeing to help find trucks, he left Li Junsheng’s house cheerfully.
Once Chen Dazhu was gone, Chen Zhiyuan couldn’t understand and asked, “Dad, why are you so keen to help Li Junsheng? Isn’t he just a truck driver? What’s so special about meeting him?”
“If you want to figure out what Li Junsheng is hauling from the machinery factory, or get to know the captain of the truck fleet, couldn’t you just wait at the factory gate and stop him next time?”
To Chen Zhiyuan, helping find trucks was unnecessary.
Helping Li Junsheng? Chen Zhiyuan wished nothing more than to ruin him—just seeing his smug face made him irritable!

Leaving Li Junsheng’s house, Chen Dazhu shed his mask of courtesy and revealed his true self, speaking sternly to Chen Zhiyuan: “The business with the machinery factory’s scrap is full of uncertainties; I have to make it happen quickly.”
“I’m not simply helping Li Junsheng—this is part of my plan. By helping him, I can meet the people from the fleet, which benefits us more!”
“The credit for finding trucks for the captain won’t go to Li Junsheng. As long as I get acquainted with the captain, helping find a truck is no big deal.”
Chen Zhiyuan still didn’t understand. If they wanted to connect with the fleet captain, stopping the truck at the factory gate would be much easier.
Give the guy a little incentive, and he’d surely be willing to make a new friend.
“Dad, I still think it’s better to stop the truck at the factory gate. If the captain asked Li Junsheng to find trucks, aren’t you worried that the credit will end up with Li Junsheng?”
“After all, we haven’t spoken with the captain yet; whoever finds the trucks is up to what Li Junsheng says! Maybe we should just stop the truck ourselves.”
Compared to Chen Dazhu, Chen Zhiyuan was perhaps a bit too cautious.
There was nothing wrong with caution, but unfortunately, Chen Dazhu was his father—when had a father ever let his son direct him?
Chen Dazhu grew impatient and ignored Chen Zhiyuan’s advice.
He retorted, “How do you know when the fleet captain will next come to the machinery factory? They said they need to find a few dedicated trucks to haul from the factory, which means the fleet won’t be coming anytime soon.”
“Besides, how do you know who the captain is? Are we supposed to offer something to everyone in the fleet? How much would that cost?”
“Only if I help him with this task is it straightforward and efficient. Don’t underestimate your father—do you really think I’d let Li Junsheng steal the credit?”
Faced with his father’s questions, Chen Zhiyuan was momentarily speechless.
Some things, he hadn’t considered carefully enough!
Chen Dazhu couldn’t stand his son’s timid demeanor—it was nothing like himself.
He began lecturing, “You can’t always be afraid of this and that. Sometimes you have to take risks to get what you want; otherwise, you’ll never find a better way!”
Chen Zhiyuan scratched his head, his intention only to keep his father from being outshone by Li Junsheng, not expecting a lecture in return.
It made him a bit resentful.
“Alright, Dad, I just didn’t want Li Junsheng to take the credit. It’s really all because I care about you!”

Chen Dazhu’s expression softened a little at that, and he stopped lecturing.
But remembering that Li Junsheng could earn forty or fifty yuan a month—more than at the machinery factory—his face grew cold again.
“I just can’t stand that Li Junsheng can still make money after losing his factory job, and even more than I do. That’s not right. I have to ruin this good thing for him!”
“If we can build our own connection with the fleet captain, all the better. It’s not just Li Junsheng who knows how to talk; I’ll have my own words for the captain, maybe get him to fire Li Junsheng!”
Li Junsheng mustn’t make so much money!
Otherwise, greedy Ma Yulian would turn her favor toward him again.
Chen Dazhu liked Ma Yulian circling around him, treating her like his own pet.
How could he allow his pet to turn around and wag her tail at someone else?
On the matter of not wanting Li Junsheng to profit from the job, Chen Zhiyuan agreed with his father.
So when Chen Dazhu said he didn’t want Li Junsheng making money, Chen Zhiyuan thought his father made sense.
He nodded in support, “Dad, it’s not just you—I don’t want Li Junsheng making all that money either. Why should he? Look at how arrogant he gets the moment he earns a little!”
“Today he even dared to shut the door in our faces. Who does he think he is? If you didn’t still need his help, I’d have liked to beat him up. He doesn’t deserve you pouring his drinks or lighting his cigarettes.”
Chen Zhiyuan clenched his fists, showing a clear tendency toward violence, and instead of calming him, Chen Dazhu felt proud.
“That’s my son, always siding with family. Don’t worry—with me here, Li Junsheng won’t get far.”
Chen Dazhu was already planning that once Li Junsheng was of no use, he’d have no reason to stick around.
When the time came, he’d make sure Li Junsheng injured his leg and ended up in a wheelchair.
And anyway, he wouldn’t give Ma Yulian any of his earnings anymore.