Chapter 179: Actively Responding to Waste Reuse
They came to the market.
Fortunately, Old Fang and Gao Qiangqi were both there, and they also ran into Lao Mai.
In the past couple of days, Lao Mai hasn't been idle either, constantly following Mai Hangyu around the village running errands; although the house has been bought, there are still plenty of things to do afterward.
I won't say anything else.
When Old Chen and Old Xie moved house, Lao Mai lent a considerable hand.
Also, Chen Jun's house near the seaside, because only broken bricks and tiles remain, the property line is quite unclear.
These past couple of days, whenever Mai Hangyu had nothing to do, he dragged Lao Mai along to handle this matter; if he went alone, the villagers wouldn't give him the time of day, but with Lao Mai tagging along, the situation changes dramatically.
Although Chen Zhuren said he was somewhat unwilling, upon seeing him he would say he was just messing around, trying to run a B&B, which basically had no prospects.
But with Lao Mai tagging along, he could only grit his teeth and go along with it.
Mai Hangyu directly treated Chen Zhuren's words as a fart.
Whether there are any prospects will only be known after it's done; right now there's nothing at all, yet Chen Zhuren insists there are no prospects—what else could it be if not a fart?
It wasn't just Chen Zhuren saying that; the other villagers also tagged along to watch the spectacle, throwing out some unpleasant sarcastic remarks.
Mai Hangyu also felt a surge of determination, hoping to produce something.
The better he does it, the more weight he will carry in Wu An's mind in the future.
Therefore, in this regard he is more attentive than Wu An; in his eyes, this is his career.
Wu An hasn't done nothing in this regard either; he also put forward some demands.
For example, regarding whether to keep the old items and old furniture, the copywriter did not take Mai Hangyu's opinion into account and firmly demanded their preservation.
In Mai Hangyu's view, these old pieces of furniture are just trash.
But Wu An is well aware that the older the furniture, the older the items, the more attractive they are.
These old pieces of furniture and old items are not bad; when the time comes for renovation, they might come in handy.
On the contrary, they are the finishing touch in the B&B.
Although Mai Hangyu somewhat couldn't understand, from his perspective, the renovation of the B&B naturally should head toward modernization.
But Wu An is the boss, so he can only obey.
Now that we need to renovate the house, these old pieces of furniture and old items definitely cannot stay inside.
For this reason, we rented an abandoned factory in the village specifically to store the old furniture and old items from the house.
And the factory rental was arranged through Chen Zhuren.
After Wu An put up the money, Chen Zhuren handled things with remarkable speed, wrapping everything up in just half a day.
Regarding this, Wu An could only say that Qiang Ge was absolutely right.
By spending the money, he not only gained benefits but also happened to mend his relationship with Chen Zhuren.
That's killing two birds with one stone.
Wu An took the initiative to greet Lao Mai, but Lao Mai turned his head and ignored him.
How is that acceptable?
I need to hurry up and catch up with him, promising to take Lao Mai out to sea tomorrow; only then does Lao Mai not drop the task, driving the car back to the village.
Gao Qiangqi came out of the house, and when he passed by the pond, he washed his hands with its water.
"Qiang Ge." Wu An called out.
Gao Qiangqi smiled, reached out and tapped him, saying, "You little rascal, don't wear Lao Mai out."
Lao Mai hid in the market just to find him and complain.
Go on, speak.
Gao Qiangqi paid him no mind; back when Wu An and he first met, it was you, Lao Mai, who introduced them, and now you're coming to me with a complaint—is that appropriate?
Who's close and who's distant, you don't keep track in your heart?
You're after Wu An's good luck, and Wu An is after your longevity and vigor—there's nothing wrong with that.
These days, being friends surely means there are mutual points of attraction; otherwise, who would befriend anyone for no reason?
At least they're doing okay; there's no direct exchange of interests.
Wu An smiled and didn't say much more.
Gao Qiangqi proactively changed the topic, saying, "I heard Old Qin came looking for you yesterday."
"As a result, you little rascal, you didn't take the bait."
Wu An smiled and said, "Back then, Qin Zong gave me a boost."
Gao Qiangqi also laughed, saying, "You did the right thing."
"As for Old Qin, wanting you to owe him a favor isn't his only motive; he simply wants to bypass the middleman and take the goods directly from your hands."
"But that would break the rules."
"Once this blows up, not only will he be in trouble, but yours won't be small either."
At the end, Gao Qiangqi poured him a cup of tea, and his expression turned serious.
Wu An nodded, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.
He precisely understood the stakes involved, which is why he hurried to repay Qin Zong's favor.
Although it was a bit rough, Qin Zong naturally understood what he meant.
Otherwise, if Qin Zong spoke up, he would truly find it hard to refuse, after all, selling directly to Qin Zong would also be quite beneficial for him.
By bypassing the middleman, he would certainly earn more, but correspondingly he would also offend many people, and break the rules—surely the harms would outweigh the benefits.
Even if others don't say so, the interests of Old Fang and Gao Qiangqi would inevitably suffer.
Their relationship is fairly close, so those two naturally wouldn't hold it against him, but others might not be so forgiving.
Especially Qin Zong's original suppliers would surely hate him to the bone.
Wu An knows his limits; with his current build, his arms can't overpower his thighs, but it's not yet the time to challenge the rules.
Sometimes, rules aren't restrictions; perhaps they're a kind of protection.
The seaside business is in deep water.
Wu An uttered a couple of meaningless remarks, and the two chatted idly for a while.
As they were leaving, Gao Qiangqi also told him about Guang Liangjun's situation.
That guy had money in his hands, and within a couple of days he went back to the board house.
He still hasn't come out, and no one knows if he'll be able to get out.
Guang Liangjun is now truly alone, with nothing left.
Except for a worthless life.
If no one rescues him, that life will eventually have to be paid for.
Wu An nodded, saying nothing.
Gao Qiangqi was reassuring him that Guang Liangjun wouldn't cause him any more trouble.
Actually, he hadn't really taken Guang Liangjun to heart either.
The facts proved it indeed.
He considered this person and matter settled; thinking so, Wu An felt somewhat relieved.
Pretty good.
Let people like that die as far away as possible.
Leaving the market, Wu An didn't ride; he had A Qing ride the bike to find a place to eat, while Wu An chatted with Gu Anran, learning that Gu Anran was also in town.
Coincidentally, they arranged to eat together, and he asked Gu Anran where she was.
Gu Anran said she was at the dock.
Arriving at the dock, Wu An saw Gu Anran standing near the board house.
Wu An couldn't help glancing at the board house a few times; speaking of it, that place will be completely leveled in a few years, naturally wiping everything out.
This thing really does great harm.
It's basically a cancer.
If I remember correctly, Gu Anran's disreputable great-uncle is also a gambler; thinking of this, Wu An's eyes narrowed involuntarily.
Perhaps we could try fighting poison with poison?
We need to think more.
Nowadays everyone advocates recycling waste; he too should actively respond.
He walked over and asked; Gu Anran's expression was dim—she had indeed come for her great-uncle, wanting to call him home, but as a girl she couldn't get in.
Wu An had no intention of helping Gu Anran, saying that since she couldn't go in, she might as well not go in.
He simply took Gu Anran's hand and left.
End of Chapter
