Chapter 250: The Black Hand Driven Out of the Steel‑Rolling Plant

Zhang Weiguo also hadn't expected Yang Qing to be so hard to deal with.

Yang Qing himself is just a small fry, not worth worrying about, but you can't stop others from stacking buffs—it's not just one layer, but many.

And many of them are golden legend buffs.

"In that case, what do we do? The East District is almost entirely in their hands, and the South District is mostly theirs as well."

"The West District is fewer, but they still have influence there."

"The few streets we manipulated are still half crippled."

"If this continues, we'll forever remain the runner‑up."

Wang Zhiguo tended the fire, took a sweet potato from the stove, cut a piece and shoved it into his mouth.

Heat and sweetness exploded in his mouth, spreading through his whole body in an instant.

Regarding Zhang Weiguo's question, he didn't think much; unlike him, the go‑getter insists on doing the best, even at any cost.

Although he loves scheming, he dislikes taking risks, especially when uncertain.

"Let's first set up the framework before anything else."

"The people we got from Yang Qing can help us build the basic structure."

"But they harbor great resentment; if we can't turn them to our side, we must quickly cultivate our own core team."

"If we fail at these fundamentals, no amount of planning will help."

"Only by standing firm can we devise more plans."

"We have plenty of time ahead, so take it slow; haste can't eat hot tofu."

Since we can't swallow it whole, we proceed gradually.

Zhang Weiguo listened to Wang Zhiguo and stood up.

"I'll go see how their training is going."

Zhang Weiguo is a person with strong execution; otherwise he couldn't pull off such a large operation.

He's different from Yang Qing, who has to climb step by step; his brothers do the fighting while he sits comfortably on the fishing platform.

The West District matters haven't caused Yang Qing much emotional turbulence.

After his mother‑in‑law's reminder, he has already prepared himself mentally to withdraw.

Real estate involves huge stakes; staying at the vortex's center any longer would likely lead to a bad end.

So it's better to make a swift retreat.

As a pioneer, he wishes to leave his name in history.

During this period, Xu Damao has been running to Yang Qing's place more and more diligently.

Lou Xiao'e also goes to the Yang household daily to help with the children; it's clear she truly likes kids.

Xu Damao is different; he covets children, wants them rather than likes them.

That day, after extensive inquiries, Xu Damao finally learned who sabotaged Yang Qing.

Contrary to Xu Damao's expectation—he always thought it was Yi Zhonghai—it turned out not to be Yi Zhonghai.

Seizing the chance to see the children, Xu Damao pulled Yang Qing out.

They were still beside the outdoor pavilion stove.

Xu Damao, looking mysterious, crowded close to Yang Qing.

Yang Qing was baffled; the scene made it seem as if the two were about to do something unsavory.

"The matter of you being expelled from the steel‑rolling plant has some leads now."

Upon hearing, Yang Qing moved even closer, showing no sign of disgust.

"Found it? Who?"

We must deal with him; his sabotage is ruining his good deeds, otherwise he could now blend in as a temporary worker at the steel plant.

Xu Damao pointed toward the back courtyard.

"Liu Hai Zhong."

"Who?"

Yang Qing was perplexed.

"Why would he do this?"

Xu Damao smiled at him; only Yang Qing knows the reason.

Yang Qing's mind whirled.

Could it be because of Liu Guangtian?

Or their family gave Liang Ladi a chance? Or something else?

He now just wants to give Liu Hai Zhong a beating.

"I schemed against you, fine, but you still dared to sabotage me behind my back."

Aunt can tolerate it, uncle cannot.

"That question belongs to you."

"Er Da Ye may act pretentious, but his nature is fairly straightforward; his doing this still feels odd to me."

"Maybe he doesn't know which nerve he crossed."

"Straight‑nature?"

Yang Qing thought it was partly correct, but not wholly; when he teamed up with Li Changzhang and Xu Damao to harm Lou Xiao'e, he certainly wasn't straightforward.

Nevertheless, Xu Damao's words gave Yang Qing a hint.

How did Liu Hai Zhong carry out those deeds? Someone must have suggested and incited him.

Could this time be the same situation?

Liu Hai Zhong, this kind of coarse fellow, is indeed a very good person to exploit.

This thing, thanks, Big Bro Damao.

I still think I won't be able to find this person in this lifetime.

Xu Damao said humbly.

Here, here, brother, for the thing you entrusted me with, how could I not give it my all?

With such a humble attitude, Yang Qing sensed that he had something going on.

Big Bro Damao, between us brothers, I won't stand on ceremony, but you shouldn't be polite with me either.

Is there something going on?

Xu Damao gave an embarrassed laugh.

Nothing much, just asking you, how did you have this kid? My child still hasn't shown any sign.

Yang Qing suddenly felt quite embarrassed.

What could he say, speaking frankly? It's bound to offend; such a huge embarrassment as infertility, if exposed, they'd never let you forget it.

Trying to fool him? If he still can't get a child, he'll surely blame you.

Whatever you do, you're neither here nor there.

All you can do is play dumb.

This matter, to be honest, I don't know either.

The doctor told me to exercise more, just the kung fu I practice every day.

He also set a limit on the number of times.

At most three times a week.

He said to focus on quality, not quantity.

I followed his advice, and then I got it.

Xu Damao furrowed his brows.

How does this 'emphasize quality' method work?

Yang Qing extended a finger.

Like me, once every three days, one hour each time, during which I get her three times.

Big Bro Damao, try doing what I said.

See the effect.

Xu Damao widened his eyes.

One hour each time?

Fuck, are you a beast? How am I supposed to last five minutes?

Or is the time just too short?

Xu Damao kept sweating in his heart, wondering if it was his fault.

Yang Qing nodded.

What I said earlier wasn't wrong—at most half an hour; later I listened to the doctor, focusing on quality, so I conserved energy and the time got a bit longer.

Big Bro Damao, how long do you last?

Xu Damao forced a smile and said through gritted teeth.

Me, I'm about the same.

Forty to fifty minutes.

Maybe you're right; we're too frequent, going at it every day, look, I've got dark circles.

It's all because we're desperate for a kid.

Yang Qing was secretly thrilled; Xu Damao must be questioning his life now.

But he wasn't lying either; a longer time really does increase the success rate.

If the partner feels nothing at all, and you say you can get pregnant, how lucky would that be?

It's just that the fate hasn't arrived, the fate hasn't arrived.

There have always been cases of late childbearing since ancient times.

Some extreme cases, they only give birth at forty or fifty.