Chapter 124: The Younger Brother's Awakening

The price war between the two sides is heating up.

Li Jiaci actually took the workers on a trip to Jiangcheng?

Damn it!

Do you even put Zheng Degui in your eyes at all!

Zheng Degui was so angry his heart felt torn apart, feeling like he was being toyed with like a clown.

At the same time, a sudden inexplicable panic made him barely able to keep his footing.

If Wu Gang hadn't been quick-eyed and quick-handed to steady him, Zheng Degui would have surely fallen flat on his butt.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Gang had never seen Zheng Degui this anxious before.

But having said that,

Things have come to this point— isn't it not entirely Zheng Degui's fault?

Who made him insist on a life‑or‑death showdown with the other side!

When the price war had gone halfway, Wu Gang had advised him to back off then, or else they wouldn't have lost all their remaining money.

But Zheng Degui wouldn't listen.

He even insulted him, calling him short‑sighted and a frog in a well.

Now it's fine.

Zheng Degui thought he had lost all the money.

Looking at Li Jiaci again, he seemed as carefree as an outsider.

Wu Gang helped Zheng Degui sit on the sofa.

He turned and poured him a cup of water.

What else can our boss do besides losing his temper at his subordinates?

Other bosses actually take care of their people with real money.

They not only cover the cost of three meals a day,

and every few days they even treat the workers to a big meal out of their own pocket, subsidizing the oil and water!

"Damn it, I haven't even been to Jiangcheng yet!"

Wu Gang's words had just fallen.

Suddenly he felt as if struck by lightning, his body stiffening as he froze in place.

Damn it!

How did he let his inner thoughts slip out?

"What did you say?"

Zheng Degui looked at him with an unhappy face.

Wu Gang gave a grudging smile.

"Nothing… nothing!"

"Boss, I'll go out and keep watch first!"

"You just rest!"

Taking advantage of Zheng Degui not having reacted yet,

Wu Gang took off running.

Just then, a cyclist mail carrier waved at him.

"Xiao Wu, take Boss Zheng's package for me!"

Wu Gang took the package, glanced toward the office, and really didn't want to go over.

After a lengthy internal struggle,

he tossed seven or eight cigarette butts under his feet.

Only then did he take the package into the office.

"Boss, your package!"

Zheng Degui glared at him fiercely.

He lifted his tea bowl and said coldly, "Don't you see I'm drinking tea?"

"Oh..."

Wu Gang was used to it.

He turned around, found a pair of scissors, cut open the package and took out the envelope inside.

Looking at the return address on the envelope, Wu Gang frowned.

This is……

It's from the Pingzhou Bank!

Wu Gang's heart jolted, and he placed the envelope on the tea table.

Zheng Degui impatiently tore open the envelope, pulled out the bank's demand notices, and his face instantly darkened.

"Damn it, I just delayed payment for a month or two— do they really have to send this disgusting thing to annoy me?"

"Is the bank really going to collapse over my personal debt?"

"A bunch of bastards, clueless about heaven and earth!"

"If I had money, would I still need these dogs to dun me?"

Zheng Degui cursed while shredding the demand notices into pieces.

As if tearing them up would make the matter disappear.

Wu Gang lowered his head and remained silent.

He has already figured it out.

Zheng Degui is a spent force; sooner or later he's doomed.

The bank's money can't be repaid, and those middlemen scrambling for timber at the door are like a bottomless pit.

Besides these...

Actually there is an even more thorny problem.

The raw timber of Nian Yong Mu Cai Chang is supplied by Bei Xiong Guo.

It belongs to smuggled goods.

Zheng Degui directly signed a five-year cooperation agreement with the other party.

The other party supplies raw timber; Zheng Degui processes the timber.

And the monthly proceeds must be split fifty-fifty with Bei Xiong Guo.

According to Wu Gang, during this period Zheng Degui has borrowed a lot of money from various banks.

But even if all the borrowed money were paid to Bei Xiong Guo, it wouldn't be enough; there are also losses to cover on the accounts, workers' wages, etc.

Once Bei Xiong Guo starts demanding payment, it's not just a simple matter of sending a dunning notice.

Thinking of this, Wu Gang's tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed.

"Boss, don't get so worked up, watch out or you'll ruin your health!"

"I'll take these things outside and throw them away!"

"Out of sight, out of mind!"

Wu Gang picked up the scattered dunning notices on the floor.

Just as he was about to leave, Zheng Degui suddenly said: "Wait a moment!"

Wu Gang's eye twitched, and he stiffly turned his head.

"What... what's up, boss?"

"If you're going to throw it away, do it cleanly—throw the package too!"

Zheng Degui pointed at the package on the tea table and waved his hand at him.

"Got it!"

Wu Gang let out a long breath.

After walking out of the office, he casually tossed those things aside, then returned to the dormitory and quickly packed his luggage.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone into the office.

Zheng Degui shook the cigarette case; it was already empty.

"Damn it!"

"Wu Gang, get your ass in here!"

He waited a long time.

Still no sign of Wu Gang.

Zheng Degui, cursing under his breath, walked to the door and shouted outside: "Wu Gang, you're asking for death, damn it! Did I not make myself heard?"

A worker came up to him and said: "Boss, wasn't Wu Gang fired by you?"

"When did I fire him?"

"Just this afternoon, I ran into him packing his luggage in the dorm; he said he made a mistake and you fired him!"

"What the hell?!"

Zheng Degui was dumbfounded.

He was his only trusted subordinate.

Did he just abandon him without a word?

The factory was losing money, he endured.

The bank demanded repayment, he also endured.

Bei Xiong Guo applied pressure, he gritted his teeth and endured.

But Wu Gang, that little bastard, actually dared to run away?!

Zheng Degui leaned against the door frame, his body slowly sliding down.

The worker, seeing this, hurried forward to help support him.

But Zheng Degui shoved the person away, his eyes blood-red, roaring: "Get out! All of you, damn it, get lost!"

"Boss..."

"I told you to get lost!"

The worker left not long after.

Zheng Degui's secretary Liu Bo suddenly hurried over.

Seeing Zheng Degui in this lost-soul state, he couldn't help but think Zheng Degui brought it upon himself.

Zheng Degui lifted his head, his eyes full of vigilance.

"You also want to run away?"

Liu Bo blinked: "What running away?"

"It's fine, it's fine..."

Zheng Degui waved his hand, leaned on the door frame to stand up, swayed as he walked back to the sofa and sat down.

Liu Bo followed in and said: "Boss, I just got news from outside that Shiqiang Mu Cai Chang suddenly lowered its prices!"

"Hmph."

"He held out this long and still didn't lower the price!"

"Now he lowered the price!"

Zheng Degui rubbed his face hard.

What a Li Jiaci!

He's really being treated like a fool and deceived.

"How much did he lower it?"

Liu Bo wanted to speak but hesitated; after a long struggle he said: "They're now buying one side and getting one side free, equivalent to 150 dollars for two sides of wood, 75 dollars for one side of wood!"

"Damn it, did you say it wrong, or did I hear it wrong?"