Chapter 130: What to Do When You Find an Ally for Your Opponent?

Wu An now only regrets not having signed an agreement back then; otherwise, if Guang Liangjun went back on his word, he could make this guy compensate a large sum of money.

Things have come to this.

He couldn't be bothered to dwell on it further.

It's just a boat; three-legged toads are hard to find, but fishing boats are plentiful—if he can't buy a used fishing boat, he'll go check the shipyard.

Buying a new boat would be better.

He now has a total of 150,000 in hand; even if he doesn't pay in full, he can at least pay in installments.

The only hassle is that a new boat can't be obtained immediately; he'd likely have to wait a while before delivery.

He took out the receipt and said, "Return my deposit to me."

"Deposit?"

Guang Liangjun burst out laughing: "You still have the nerve to ask me for the deposit?"

"This boat is mine."

"You used my boat to go out to sea and earn so much money—shouldn't you share a portion with me?"

"By rights, we should split it fifty-fifty."

"I don't even want that much—subtract the deposit, just give me a thousand or eight hundred, let's make it ten thousand."

Wu An was dumbfounded.

Then he laughed.

It was a laugh of anger.

He still underestimated the wickedness of human nature—this goes beyond shameless and despicable; at this moment, language turned out to be so feeble and powerless.

"Guang Liangjun, I advise you to act like a human." Wu An put away his smile and continued, "We may have no contract, but we also have a verbal agreement; besides Boss Gao, there are plenty of others who can serve as witnesses."

Guang Liangjun snorted coldly: "Don't try to intimidate me with Boss Gao."

"This matter is none of his business."

"If you think this won't work, I have another option: you pay 166,000, I'll still sell you the boat, and the deposit will still count."

"You just need to pay me another 158,000."

A Qing cursed: "Do you even know how to calculate?"

"Just hearing it feels wrong."

"Brother, he's still trying to screw you over."

Wu An gestured for him to calm down, turned back and said, "Unless you halve the price, I won't take this boat."

Upon hearing that, Guang Liangjun burst out laughing: "Kid, are you crazy?"

"Half price?"

"Get lost—even if you gave me 166,000 right now, I wouldn't sell it to you."

"If I just promote it, you'd know how in-demand this boat would be."

Wu An was offended again by him.

His grandma's bear!

You screwed him over so badly, then used him for promotion—did you even give him an 'endorsement fee'?

Wu An didn't waste words with him, pulled out his phone and called Gao Qiangqi.

When Gao Qiangqi answered the phone, he was eating; upon learning that Guang Liangjun had gone back on his word, refused to sell the fishing boat, and wanted to scam Wu An's deposit, he flew into a rage.

Although this is Guang Liangjun's own lack of decency, after all, it was he who introduced the fishing boat by making connections.

Now that problems have arisen, he also bears responsibility.

He immediately threw down his bowl and chopsticks, summoned A Jin and the other lackeys, and drove straight to the dock.

Guang Liangjun saw Wu An calling people over, gave a cold smile, and also made a phone call.

He exchanged a few words with the other party, then satisfiedly hung up, gave Wu An a provocative look and shouted, "You little bastard, who are you trying to scare?"

"It's not like only you have backing."

Wu An asked A Qing for a cigarette.

He was angry.

He wanted to smoke.

After getting the lighter, he finally gritted his teeth and held back.

Smoking over this mess made him feel like he was losing out badly.

Not long after.

Several minivans came screeching in—it was Gao Qiangqi bringing people ahead of time.

Gao Qiangqi glared ferociously at Guang Liangjun and asked, "A An, what's the plan?"

Wu An said, "No rush."

"Brother Qiang, let me lay it out for you—I called you here not to start a fight."

"This isn't worth making a big fuss over."

Gao Qiangqi chuckled and said, "Don't worry, even if we kill the guy, we can settle it."

Wu An shook his head.

He didn't want to guess whether Gao Qiangqi had the capability, nor did he want to ponder whether Gao Qiangqi would really go that far for him.

But hearing Gao Qiangqi say that made him feel somewhat relieved.

He was quite clear about what the future situation would be like.

Things are fine when everything goes smoothly, but once something goes wrong—pulling out a radish brings up the mud—he doesn't want his good days to end abruptly, ending up stuck sewing in prison.

Even if they were to do it, they couldn't do it openly.

He kept talking.

A sedan pulled up opposite, a few people got out, and Wu An squinted at the person surrounded in the middle, surprised to find it was an acquaintance.

It was Lao Tan.

Gao Qiangqi's face darkened as he greeted, "Boss Tan, are you wading into this mess too?"

Lao Tan saw him and laughed, "Boss Gao's business is huge, even buying fishing boats—he's preparing to take over the fishermen's trade."

The two knew each other.

Wu An thought the same; the town wasn't that big, there were many capable people, so it would be strange if the two didn't know each other.

Gao Qiangqi said, "Stop being sarcastic here; we're not that close. My younger brother bought a fishing boat, paid the deposit, and now he refuses to sell."

Lao Tan looked at Wu An, paused briefly, and shouted, "It's you, kid."

"Being on brotherly terms with Boss Gao, you've been doing pretty well lately."

"Boss Tan," Wu An greeted with a smile, "I just make a living at sea, earning hard‑earned money."

"Are you going to stand up for Guang Liangjun in this matter today?"

Lao Tan chuckled and said, "I know Guang Liangjun's sudden refusal to sell the fishing boat is unprincipled, but since the boat hasn't been transferred, you can't force a sale."

"If you're a fisherman, be straightforward; don't mix in the society's tricks."

"You can't handle it."

Guang Liangjun laughed along.

Gao Qiangqi's expression was very unpleasant; he has many friends, but they're not in this line of work.

If a direct confrontation were needed, he might not be able to beat Lao Tan.

Wu An's face was equally unappealing as he said, "Boss Tan, it's not right to wrong someone."

"I paid the deposit; now I just want it back."

Lao Tan frowned and looked at Guang Liangjun.

Guang Liangjun hurriedly explained, "He took my fishing boat out twice, earning at least tens of thousands, so I only asked for a deposit. That's reasonable, right?"

Lao Tan's face darkened; in his mind he cursed 'reasonable' as nonsense—this was no longer unprincipled, but lacking virtue.

"No one works like that."

Guang Liangjun had borrowed a lot of money from him, so naturally he believed he owed nothing back as a matter of principle.

But this bastard now eats his fill while his whole family goes hungry, leaving only a wretched life; he figured that even killing Guang Liangjun would likely recover the principal, but Guang Liangjun said selling the fishing boat would repay both principal and profit, so he came today to see what was happening.

When he saw it was such a trivial matter, he didn't want to get involved; spreading it would ruin the "rule‑abiding" persona he had painstakingly built on the road.

Anyway, he could still extract profit from Guang Liangjun, just by using a few tricks and a bit of effort.

"Nonsense, any gains from test‑running the boat are mine, none of your business!" Wu An snapped, then turned to Lao Tan, softened his tone, and said, "Boss Tan, the deposit is 8,800; that's not a small amount."

"Before, I risked my life, and only then did you agree to lend me 10,000."

Upon hearing that, Lao Tan realized Wu An was hinting at him.

Earlier, he had followed Chen Gui's urging, sending a junior to collect a debt early, which ended in a blunder.

That was unprincipled of him, so he owed Wu An.

Guang Liangjun sneered, "My boat, I set the rules; the catch should be split half for me."

"Boss Tan, what do you think?"

He said this while winking at the others.

Lao Tan pretended not to see, saying, "If you ask me, you should return the deposit to the other party."

"Alright, alright, I will... will..." Guang Liangjun instinctively echoed, then realized, was stunned, and shouted, "Boss Tan, did you... did you say it wrong?"

"Return the deposit," Lao Tan said coldly, lightly patting Guang Liangjun's face, and added, "You know, I dislike rule‑breakers the most."

"Repay your debt according to schedule."

"I'm leaving."

Wu An smiled and said, "Thanks, Boss Tan, for speaking up on my behalf."

"If I ever run short of money, I'll definitely ask you for a loan."

Lao Tan smiled, reached out and tapped him; he knew Wu An was just making a promise—just a few days ago he was about to buy a fishing boat, so he wasn't short of money at all.

But Wu An's words sounded pleasant.

Guang Liangjun looked bewildered; how could he feel he was helping Wu An while also finding a helper?