Chapter Sixty-Two: Making Money

Sugar Factory, Workshop One.

Xu Fei had just walked in when Zhang Dajun approached him head-on.

Enemies truly meet on narrow roads.

Xu Fei glanced at Zhang Dajun and said, “How’s your nose?”

“You!” Zhang Dajun glared at him, then sneered coldly, “Don’t get cocky, Xu Fei. I just saw people from the court.”

Xu Fei’s brow furrowed.

“You can start getting ready for prison.”

“Is that so?” Xu Fei ignored him and went straight to the office, changed his clothes, and was about to get to work.

“Who is Xu Fei?”

Two men in uniform walked in.

“I am.”

“Hello, we’re from Donghai Court. Here is a summons. On the 25th of this month, please come to Donghai Court. We’ll be trying your case for injuring Zhang Dajun.”

Xu Fei took the summons from them.

The two court officials left.

“Well?” Zhang Dajun sneered as he walked over, a piece of gauze still stuck to his face, the wound on his nose not yet healed.

“Well what?” Xu Fei shot him a glare.

“Don’t play dumb. Xu Fei, you hit me. The forensic doctor already determined it was minor injury. I’ve asked around—at best, you’ll get one or two years. Let’s see how tough you are now.”

“That’s right.”

“Big Brother Jun, this guy’s going to jail for sure, ha ha ha…”

The two men beside Zhang Dajun added fuel to the fire. Xu Fei shot them a sideways glance. “What’s it to you? Looking for a beating too?”

“Oh, Xu Fei, you’re awfully arrogant. What, you want to hit us too?”

“Yeah, just try touching us!”

Xu Fei clenched his fists.

Just then, Old Liu came over.

“All right, get back to your work. What are you all stirring up trouble for?” He pulled Xu Fei aside. “Don’t mind them, Xu Fei. Didn’t you already get a lawyer? Just wait for court.”

Xu Fei nodded.

There was really nothing to say to a scoundrel like Zhang Dajun.

He followed Old Liu aside.

“How is it? Did you talk to the lawyer?”

Xu Fei shook his head. He’d been busy these past few days with business and hadn’t had the time. Thinking about it now, the 25th was just next week.

“How about after lunch, you take the afternoon off and go see Lawyer Zhang?”

“Okay.”

After lunch, Xu Fei took leave.

When he arrived at Zhang Ze’s office, it was just noon. Through the small window in the office door, he saw the great lawyer Zhang, legs crossed, napping in his chair.

Knock, knock…

Zhang Ze was startled awake by the knocking. He glanced at Xu Fei peering in, waved his hand, and said, “Come in.”

Xu Fei entered with a smile.

“Pour me some water,” Zhang Ze pointed to the cup on his desk.

Xu Fei picked up the cup, poured some hot water, and handed it to Zhang Ze.

“Getting anxious, are you?”

Xu Fei nodded.

“Don’t worry. On the 25th, just show up on time. Leave the rest to me.”

“Lawyer Zhang, do you think we really have a chance this time?”

“The issue with the other side is that he struck first. You were only acting in self-defense. With that, we can propose a settlement to the court,” Zhang Ze said, glancing at Xu Fei. “Just make sure you have the money ready.”

“All right.”

Xu Fei didn’t want this to go to trial. If he went to prison, his family would be finished.

“Lawyer Zhang, about how much will it take?”

“This much.” Zhang Ze held up two fingers.

“Two hundred?”

“Two thousand.”

“What!?”

“What’s with the surprise? Think it’s too much? Listen, if it weren’t for that amount, you’d really be looking at time behind bars.”

Xu Fei thought it over. Money could be earned, but so long as he was all right, his family wouldn’t fall apart.

After agreeing on the arrangements with Zhang Ze, Xu Fei left.

Checking the time, Xu Fei headed to the market, bought some food for the evening—pig’s head, a big pork knuckle, peanuts, all good dishes for drinks.

He went straight to Sun Qigong’s house.

The timing was just right.

When he entered the yard, Zhang Mingyang and Wang Yiming had already arrived.

Chen Da had said he’d be a bit late due to something urgent.

They began preparations.

When the food was served, Chen Da also arrived.

“Fei, you spent quite a bit today, didn’t you?”

“Looks like it, Fourth. What’s got you so happy?”

“Is it about your case?”

Xu Fei shook his head, then called Sun Qigong and his wife to the table.

“Come, I gathered everyone today because I have a big business opportunity to discuss with you all.”

“A big deal?”

“So your case is settled, isn’t it?”

Xu Fei nodded.

“I went to see Lawyer Zhang today. He said as long as I have the money ready, he’ll handle the rest.”

“How much?”

Xu Fei held up two fingers. “Two thousand.”

“Damn, that’s not a small sum!”

“As long as you’re okay, Fourth, what’s a bit of money?”

“Exactly.”

Xu Fei nodded in agreement. “Yes, that’s how I see it too.”

“Come on, that’s worth a toast!”

Chen Da raised his glass. The others all lifted theirs—five men and one woman, six people finishing in one gulp.

“I say, Xu Fei, what made you think of including us this time?” Sun Qigong’s wife glanced at Xu Fei.

That glance made Xu Fei’s heart skip a beat.

This Sister-in-law Sun—he still remembered, in his memories, that tangled night with her in his previous life.

“Come on, Wang Mei, what kind of thing is that to say? Fourth didn’t bring you in before because he was worried you didn’t have the money. Now he’s here to lead you to prosperity,” Chen Da said, helping Xu Fei out.

“Right, sister-in-law. I see you and Brother Sun have had it tough. I didn’t look for you before because I was afraid you’d lose money with us.”

“What, this time you’re sure your business will make money?” Wang Mei asked, unconvinced.

The others looked at Xu Fei too.

“Yeah, Fourth, what new idea have you come up with?”

“What kind of business guarantees a profit?”

Several pairs of eyes fixed on Xu Fei.

For these people, except for the couple Sun Qigong and Wang Mei, the likes of Chen Da still trusted Xu Fei’s judgment.

Xu Fei smiled. “Not only is this business a sure thing, but I dare say, if we succeed just once, each of us will be a ten-thousand-yuan household.”

“What!?”

“Really?”

Wang Mei sneered, “Xu Fei, just because you flipped a few batches of millet, you think you’re some business genius?”

“Wife, what’s with your tone?” Sun Qigong gave her a reproachful look.

“What about my tone? Didn’t you hear what he said? Every one of us will have ten thousand yuan, as if money just falls from the sky for Xu Fei.”

But Xu Fei smiled at Wang Mei. “Sister-in-law, you’re not wrong. Under my sky, money really can fall.”