Chapter 166: Mangy Dog

But how could things go so smoothly?

When the driver hauled this batch of defective goods back to Mu Cai Chang,

They were just about to close up shop.

"Eh?"

"Wait a minute!"

"Don't close the door yet!"

The driver hurriedly got out of the car.

He rushed to the gate and shouted at the boss several times.

The boss saw that the other party had loaded a caravan full to the brim with timber, and immediately his face darkened as he asked: "What do you want?"

"This batch is of terrible quality; I want to return it!"

"If you don't believe me, go check it yourself!"

"Half of it is water-soaked, and the other half is full of worm nests!"

"Refund me at the original price!"

Upon hearing that,

The boss snorted in disdain.

He then pointed to the sign hanging above the gate and said: "Take a good look—we don't accept returns!"

"Isn't this just screwing people over?"

"Is it really necessary to make our first cooperation unpleasant for both sides?"

"My boss is Wang Zong, the owner of the Furniture Factory!"

"Cross him and you'll regret it!"

"If you're sensible, just refund me and be done with it!"

"Otherwise..."

Before the driver could finish speaking,

the boss in front of him impatiently dug at his ears.

"Oh, you mean that Wang Zong who fell out with Shiqiang Mucai Chang and got his contract terminated?"

"This matter has spread far and wide; we lumber mill owners have all heard of it!"

"Wang Zong, that mangy dog, brings bad luck to whoever he gets involved with!"

"If you'd told me earlier you were his man, I wouldn't have done business with you!"

The driver opened his mouth, wanting to speak but hesitating.

The boss gave him no chance to think, slammed the gate shut, and waved him away.

"Get lost—just consider me unlucky for taking that mangy dog's money!"

"Next time, don't let me see you again!"

…

Wang Zong's Furniture Factory.

The driver returned and demonstrated the lumber mill boss's attitude in person.

Upon hearing the three words "mangy dog," Wang Zong couldn't hold back and kicked the driver in the calf.

"Hiss..."

"Wang Zong, I didn't say that—it was the boss who said it!"

"He also said that all the lumber mills nearby know about your affairs and privately don't want to do business with you!"

"And furthermore..."

"Ouch!"

The driver's words were cut off mid-sentence.

Wang Zong then slapped him hard on the back of the head.

He had worked in the industry for so many years, yet had never suffered such humiliation.

If it weren't for Li Jiaci meddling in the middle,

it would be the two-bit dealer collaborating with Li Jiaci spouting nonsense outside.

Wang Zong took a deep breath, his fists clenching with a cracking sound.

"Damn it, I don't believe I can't buy good-quality timber!"

The driver rubbed his calf, grimacing, and asked: "Wang Zong, what are you planning to do?"

"Whoever Li Jiaci gets his supplies from, I'll go straight to that person!"

"At worst, I'll spend a bit more on the middleman!"

"Or I could simply open my own lumber mill and compete with Li Jiaci to see who comes out on top!"

Wang Zong finished speaking and immediately urged the driver: "You go warm up the vehicle now—I want to personally make a trip to Bei Bang!"

Hearing that, the driver furrowed his brow.

Now it's dark outside.

Heavy snow makes travel difficult.

Those lumber mills have already closed early—what the hell is this guy running off to Bei Bang for?

Just then, Wang Zong gave him another cold stare.

"You damn well going or not?"

"If you don't go, I'll fire you right now!"

Go, go!

The driver said resentfully.

A moment later.

The two set off for Bei Bang.

They arrived at the Bian Mao Shichang.

Wang Zong hurriedly got out of the car.

The street vendors were packing up their things, preparing to go home.

In the distance, a patrolling unit was slowly approaching.

Wang Zong had heard people say this before.

Those guys dealing in timber all cooperate with the Bei Bang warlords.

Just find someone who can speak in their unit.

So, Wang Zong took the driver and went toward that unit.

The driver walked and whispered a reminder: "Wang Zong, those are Bei Bang warlords, each armed; when you talk to them later, be polite!"

"I'm the money‑spending god of wealth; who do I need to be polite to?"

Wang Zong said that with his mouth.

But he still felt uneasy inside.

When he got close, he immediately put on a smile and shouted at the unit: "Who is the person in charge of speaking for you?"

Xiao Cui heard the voice and turned around with a grim expression.

"I am."

Wang Zong took out a business card and handed it over, saying: "I want to buy timber from you; give me a price!"

Looking at those Bei Bang people, each armed, the driver was almost too scared to stand.

He didn't even dare to breathe.

Xiao Cui examined the business card in his hand.

Suddenly he snorted coldly and said: "I won't do your business!"

Wang Zong's face instantly darkened.

How the hell does he keep hitting a wall wherever he goes?

"What gives you the right to refuse my business?"

Xiao Cui said: "Whether I do your business or not is up to me!"

Wang Zong pointed at his nose and grit his teeth.

That was such a provocative gesture.

Xiao Cui's eyes flashed.

Immediately, the dark‑crowded unit behind him pressed forward.

Seeing this, Wang Zong couldn't help but gulp nervously.

The hand pointing at the person's nose also began to tremble.

"You… what do you want to do?"

"Just asking a question and you got worked up!"

"If you Bei Bang Guo dare to lay a hand on me…"

Just then.

A weapon was pressed against Wang Zong's head.

Wang Zong's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

Turns out this bunch really dares to use force.

"Let's talk it out nicely!"

Xiao Cui gave a cold laugh: "There's nothing to discuss with you; get lost within ten seconds, and I'll pretend you never came!"

Upon hearing that, Wang Zong sensed something was wrong, but there was no time left to think further.

"Ten…"

Xiao Cui began counting down.

Wang Zong was almost scared to piss himself.

He hurriedly kicked off and ran back the way he came.

The driver chased after him, his soles practically sparking.

"Wang Zong, don't just think about saving your own skin!"

"Take me with you!"

When the two disappeared from sight.

Xiao Cui directly crumpled that business card into a ball, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it hard several times.

Then a phone call was placed to Li Jiaci.

"Hello, it's me!"

"Just as you predicted, that Wang surname came looking for me!"

"I just scared him off!"

"You little brat, your predictions are spot on!"

On the other end of the line.

Li Jiaci gave a low chuckle twice, saying: "You've worked hard, Xiao Cui!"

It's fine!

Shiqiang Mucai Chang

Li Jiaci hung up the phone and leisurely leaned back on the sofa.

The mutton hot pot in front of them just came to a boil.

Wang Yingna threw in a few eggs, and after they cooked she cracked them one by one so they could absorb the flavor.

"Jiaci bro, how did you know Wang Zong would go look for Xiao Cui?"

Li Jiaci shook his leg and said lightly: "He's become a mangy dog; who would do business with him? Even if someone were willing to sell, they'd sell him the worst timber at a high price, treating him as a sucker. With his arrogant, conceited nature, it's surprising he could endure such humiliation!"

Hearing this, Wang Yingna laughed and said: "That's what he deserves!"

"Hurry up and call them in, we can eat!"

"Okay!"

Soon after.

Zhang Chuqiang and the others entered the office holding bowls and chopsticks.

Li Jiaci asked: "Have Old Chen and the others eaten?"

"They've all eaten; this pot is the last one we made!"

"Xiao Liu has already had two bowls of mutton soup-soaked rice over there!"

"Hahaha!"

Several people sat together in a lively circle.

Wang Yingna fished out a well-flavored boiled egg and told Li Jiaci: "Don't worry about them, just hurry up and eat!"