Yang Huaijun was famous for his explosive temper and was well known in this area.
Moreover, this guy had been a soldier, and his attacks were planned and not serious. Most people would only get beaten if they encountered him.
Huang Guofu was so proud that he had no ability to fight Yang Huaijun. When he saw that the other party was about to beat him, he was so frightened that he backed away.
Realizing that this guy was angry now, Huang Guofu did not dare to add fuel to the fire. He just said from a distance:
"You know clearly whether you are fleeing, Yang Huaijun, Zhang Dachuan has a car and a house in the city, and he is just as popular as he is without the rotten house in this village. Have you people who worked hard with him earned the money to buy a house?"
"Don't be stubborn, it's better to get off the pirate ship as soon as possible."
With that said, he left the village laughing.
When Huang Guofu left, Yang Huaijun breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Yumin poked his head out of the carriage and asked nervously:
"He didn't see anything, did he?"
Yang Huaijun shook his head:
"No, I scared him away when I was about to come over."
Zhao Yumin nodded:
"That's good."
That night, the moving convoy came and went and was busy until late, while the harvesting was also going on non-stop in the sorghum field.
Finally, early in the morning on the sixth day, Huang Guofu's wife Liu Xique came back from shopping for groceries in the county. She rushed into her house excitedly and said to Huang Guofu, who was sleeping soundly:
"Master, get up quickly! The truck has entered the village!"
Huang Guofu was still a little confused when he woke up:
"What truck entered the village?"
Liu Xique pinched him and said angrily:
"What kind of truck could it be? The big truck pulling sorghum for Zhang Dachuan has entered Xiushan Village, and Zhang Dachuan is about to ship it!"
Huang Guofu jumped up from the bed and quickly put on his clothes and shoes:
"Quickly go upstairs and call the Fan family's gang. We're going to take a look."
When Huang Guofu and his people hurried to the stone bridge, they saw a dozen large trucks running over the stone bridge and entering Xiushan Village.
Huang Guofu recognized Wang Tiebiao who was driving the car. He did not dare to neglect and quickly led others to follow him.
The convoy passed through Xiushan Village and arrived at the warehouse behind the ecological base.
Zhang Dachuan, Zhao Yumin and others were guarding the warehouse.
At this time, the warehouse door has been opened wide, and what you can see is neatly stacked sorghum.
The air is filled with the unique aroma of sorghum, a smell that Huang Guofu, who has been growing sorghum for more than ten years, is all too familiar with.
Needless to say, he also knew that this warehouse was full of Zhang Dachuan's sorghum!
The truck drove in, and everyone started loading sorghum into the truck, and they were very busy.
In the tense atmosphere, no one cared about Huang Guofu and the crowd of spectators.
After working like this for a long time, the sorghum in that warehouse was finally loaded.
Huang Guofu visually inspected the load capacity of the truck and recalled the size of the sorghum he first saw.
He has been supplying sorghum to the Fan family for several years, and he knows very well how much sorghum is grown in one acre of land. Huang Guofu can figure out how much sorghum can be stored in the warehouse and how many large trucks can be loaded on Zhang Dachuan's land. A rough idea.
Therefore, after comparing these things in his mind, Huang Guofu nodded subconsciously - the sorghum in this warehouse is all Zhang Dachuan's.
After the truck convoy left, Huang Guofu called two of the Fan family's men and asked them to drive with the convoy to see where the sorghum ended up.
The two Fan family employees nodded and immediately followed.
Zhang Dachuan and others saw all this, but surprisingly did not say anything.
It seems that the outcome is a foregone conclusion.
Huang Guofu glanced at Zhang Dachuan proudly, turned around and led the people away.
As soon as he left the warehouse, he immediately called Fan Tingwei.
Over there, Fan Tingwei had been waiting for news from here since he got up in the morning. As soon as he answered the phone, he immediately asked:
"How's it going? Has Zhang Dachuan shipped the goods? Did he do anything?"
Huang Guofu answered very definitely:
"Master Fan, Zhang Dachuan has just loaded all the sorghum into the truck for shipment. I personally watched it and there is no problem."
When Fan Tingwei heard this, the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.
After several fights with Zhang Dachuan, a man with weak legs, Fan Tingwei already had a psychological shadow on him. If this matter is not confirmed, Fan Tingwei will never be able to feel at ease.
He said hello three times in a row and said to Huang Guofu:
"You did a good job in this matter. I will give you a big credit."
"In addition, I have already reported the land acquisition fee, and it will be appropriated within a month at most. Your benefits will be indispensable by then."
Huang Guofu was overjoyed when he heard this:
"Really? That's great. Thanks to Mr. Fan for your support, I, Old Huang, will become a rich man, haha."
Land requisition money is something that cannot be obtained once it is obtained. On that day, it is just a number on paper and cannot be counted. Huang Guofu knows the difficulty of this very well. Only those with strength and background like the Fan family can afford the land requisition. The money will be allocated in one month.
After hanging up the phone, Huang Guofu almost ran back home. As soon as he closed the door, he started dancing excitedly.
Liu Xique was very surprised when he saw this:
"What's wrong with you? What good can you do?"
Huang Guofu went to the sofa and laughed:
"You should take some time to go to Bailong City to look at houses in the past few days, and take a look at some good jewelry by the way. I will buy them all for you next month!"
As he said this, he closed his eyes and dreamed of getting rich.
On the other side, although Fan Tingwei was confirmed by Huang Guofu, he still felt uneasy.
He quickly called the men responsible for tracking the convoy to confirm that they had done nothing wrong.
The men responsible for following the car kept in contact with Fan Tingwei throughout the process and would report the situation to Fan Tingwei every once in a while.
Fan Tingwei stared at the map of Bailong City and drew lines along the route of the convoy. When he was finally sure that all of Wang Tiebiao's truck convoy had entered Su's Winery, he breathed a sigh of relief.
After thinking for a moment, Fan Tingwei told his cell phone:
"You continue to stay and monitor around the Su's Winery, keeping an eye on every vehicle that comes in and out. You must ensure that this batch of sorghum does not go anywhere else!"
The subordinate at the other end quickly agreed: "Yes! Master, please rest assured!"
After hanging up the phone, Fan Tingwei opened a bottle of champagne for himself and regained his calm posture. However, the excitement in his eyes revealed his inner excitement.
After so long of planning and so much trouble, this batch of sorghum was finally in his hands.
Zhang Dachuan, if you don’t have sorghum land, I wonder how you can still make Xian Niang Suchun wine.
When the time comes, it will be my young master’s turn to make his immortal brew drunk all over the world!
Thinking of this, Fan Tingwei called Chen Shuo and ordered him:
"Go and find the most popular Internet celebrity in the city recently. I need it for my next plan."
