Chapter 672: Satisfactorily resolved

Wu An said he would take care of it.

Upon arriving in town, he headed straight to the fast-food restaurant.

Although it had been closed for a day, the fast-food restaurant's business was hardly affected; in fact, it was still more than half an hour before mealtime, and already quite a few people were seated.

Wu An and Mei Wen exchanged greetings, and Mei Wen stir-fried a few dishes on the spot.

"Leader, how about we sit here?" Wu An placed the tables and chairs against the wall on the left side of the fast-food restaurant.

Leader Qi opened his sun umbrella and said, "This is much more comfortable than eating in a private room."

Wu An smiled: "It's a pity we're not by the sea; otherwise the feeling would be even better."

Everyone sat down.

No alcohol was drunk.

Everyone used tea in place of alcohol.

Not long after.

Someone came over, greeted Leader Qi, then went straight to find Mei Wen; when Wu An approached and listened, he learned it was about transferring the canteen contracting business of Zhendayuan.

Mei Wen couldn't make up his mind.

Wu An agreed to it.

After returning, he didn't say anything to Leader Qi.

So-called karma comes full circle; the grudge that Old Huang and his gang had schemed against the fast-food restaurant probably ends here, even if Old Huang's people haven't finished their reckoning.

Leader Qi would not agree either.

Transferring the canteen contracting business of Zhendayuan is Leader Qi's stance.

What about Wu An?

That, too, is naturally quite effective.

Wu An also found it rather interesting, with give-and-take, everyone understanding each other implicitly.

It was just very comfortable.

Along the way he had made quite a few enemies, but as he got better and better, even if he stepped on some people's toes, it no longer led to grudges as it once did.

For example, with Leader Qi.

Old Huang and his crew caused trouble, got Mei Wen arrested, and nearly shut down the fast-food restaurant—that grudge was already big enough, but now he and Leader Qi sit at the same table eating, chatting and laughing.

Let alone the grudge; the more they talked, the more they hit it off.

This also follows the general pattern of development: those at the bottom settle issues with fights, but the higher you go, the more you talk things out.

No matter what, they are friends.

You're good, I'm good, everyone's good—that's truly good.

Leader Qi's phone on the table suddenly rang; Wu An instinctively glanced at it and saw the caller ID showing Shen Nan.

Leader Qi took a look.

He calmly hung up.

He didn't answer.

Then he silenced it and finally put the phone away.

When mealtime arrived, the cadres of Zhendayuan came to the fast-food restaurant to eat, then saw Leader Qi and all came over to greet him.

It was still a bit awkward.

After all, everyone knows that the canteen of Zhendayuan is contracted by a relative of the leader.

As a result, they didn't eat at the canteen but all went to the outside fast-food restaurant.

And the leader saw them.

Oh.

The leader also came over to eat.

Then it was fine.

After they had eaten and drunk well, Leader Qi rose to leave, just then Old Fang and Chen Lao Da arrived.

Wu An is now hard to pin down.

His schedule is packed.

The typhoon had passed two days ago; those who go out to sea for work have already made a round trip and returned, yet Wu An's fishing boat is still docked at the pier.

There's nothing to be done.

He's busy.

Wu An has been pondering that next he will choose to let go, and before the fishing boat goes out to sea, he will apply every possible Luck Boost.

At least it can ensure a good start.

As for the rest, it's up to heaven.

Even if the income won't improve as much as with him around, it won't be bad either.

He also wants to go out to sea, but his daily affairs keep increasing.

When he goes out to sea, although he has a satellite phone, communication is still inconvenient; sometimes he needs to handle matters, so he can't go out.

Otherwise, if he were out at sea for several days, things would likely be delayed.

He exchanged greetings.

Wu An was quite enthusiastic, even taking the initiative to set up a table, specially inviting a few people to keep him company.

It was largely meant to resolve grudges over drinks.

Chen Lao Da also showed considerable enthusiasm.

Everyone was just putting on an act.

Acting skills skyrocketing.

Chen Lao Da tried offering a one‑million purchase price, which was fairly reasonable; he thought Wu An would haggle, but Wu An shook his head: "Fine, I can see you're sincere in selling, so I'll be sincere in buying."

"Just one million."

"Should I transfer the money now directly, or pay a deposit first?"

This left Chen Lao Da not knowing what to do.

Come on, man, you're not buying cabbage—why aren't you haggling at all?

Chen Lao Da stammered: "No rush."

"We've been drinking today; let's sign the agreement once we're sober."

Wu An smirked to himself, then said aloud: "That's a hassle—I'm heading out to sea tonight; the weather's nice, so I might be out for three or five days."

Chen Lao Da thought, "Great," and had already sold the trawler to someone else for those three to five days.

Once Wu An returns, everything will be settled.

You're the one being played.

Everyone verbally agreed, and Wu An also had everyone serve as witnesses.

Chen Lao Da snorted in disdain.

Even if the Heavenly King himself came to witness, without signing the agreement it would be pointless.

Eat and drink well.

Chen Lao Da went all out with the act, even proactively settling the bill.

Wu An ate and drank his fill, then hurried home.

Midway.

He ran into Shen Nan's Audi.

The road isn't wide.

Gu Anran reduced his speed and kept to the side, but the Audi showed no sign of slowing, frightening Gu Anran, who instinctively moved further over.

As it turned out, there was a drainage ditch beside the road; the car tilted and came to a stop.

The Audi pulled up, then slowed down, its window rolled down, and Shen Nan greeted with a smile: "A An, why are you so careless?"

Wu An looked at him with a cold face.

Shen Nan shrugged: "No wonder—it turns out the driver is a woman."

"'Sorry, I'm heading to town to see a leader.'"

"'I'm in a hurry to leave—see you later.'"

He finished speaking.

He stepped on the gas and drove off.

Gu Anran's face flushed with anger: "He did that on purpose to scare me!"

Wu An nodded.

He wasn't drunk, so he naturally saw everything.

The drainage ditch wasn't deep; Gu Anran restarted the car and stepped on the gas.

It's no big deal.

But he felt quite uneasy about it.

……

Back home.

Gu Anran drove the car away.

Wu An posted a message in the group, notifying everyone that they'd go out to sea that night, travel nonstop, and could start work the next day upon arrival; everyone naturally agreed enthusiastically.

Not only would they respond to a night‑time sortie, but even a midnight departure would get an enthusiastic response.

As long as they could go out to sea, there'd be money to make.

Although the previous trip had been rushed, Fu Yongning and the others still each got several thousand dollars.

That's not bad either.

Other boat workers, even with a good haul, couldn't earn that much in a month of work.

But people are like that.

They always want more.

Not long after the message was sent, A Qing ran up; Wu An looked at him and asked, "We've only not seen each other for two days—why do you look darker than after those few days at sea?"

A Qing scratched his head and chuckled: "I've been helping my mom watch over the house construction these past few days; since I was idle anyway, I pitched in and got sun‑tanned."

Wu An nodded.

A Qing is still reliable—a solid, hard‑working guy.

Before, he was just led astray by him.

Speaking of which, since they started building that big villa at the old house, he's hardly been over there; being idle, he might as well bring A Qing to have a look.