Chapter 73 I’ll give it, but can you afford it?

"This..." The person doing the routine inspection took the pass. After reading it, the two people nodded, "You can let me go."

"Wait a minute." Qin Yanchi stood in a military uniform and looked majestic in the wind. "What kind of pass can exempt you from search? Why don't I know?"

The inspector stepped aside and said, "Young Marshal Qin, this is Marshal Qin's handwriting."

"Really? Cousin." Qin Yanchi didn't even glance at the pass.

Fang Tingyun smiled gently: "Cousin, aren't you speechless?"

"Have nothing to do. Do you mind, Chacha?"

Fang Tingyun took a step forward, and the two people's eyes met like fire. Everyone behind them felt the smell of gunpowder, and put their hands on their guns, fully prepared for the gun to go off.

"Cousin, my brothers died here. Do you really want to give me an explanation?"

"Another one to explain. Here, I'll give it...but can you afford it?"

Fang Tingyun's eyes were full of anger: "Are you not going to save face on my mother's side?"

"Stay. As a family, I have prepared gifts for the Spring Festival. This is a business matter. Business and private matters cannot be confused. You don't need me to say more, right?"

"You!" Fang Tingyun exhaled helplessly. Qin Yanchi's identity is there. If he wants to check it, he has to let him check it. "There is nothing that cannot be checked. Cousin please ask."

Qin Yanchi moved his hand: "Go."

Adjutant Zhang led his people to pry open the cargo boxes one by one. There was nothing but silk inside. At most, there was other silk added to the silk. The names did not match up.

Fang Tingyun laughed: "Cousin, you know that the market prices have been ups and downs this year, and it is something that all businesses will do if they include some private goods. You can't just detain me for this reason, can you?"

"Of course not."

Qin Yanchi wiped his hands: "Okay, you can go."

"Thank you, cousin."

"Wait a minute, did you imitate the words on the pass well?"

Fang Tingyun's heart was shocked: "I'm joking about my cousin, this is a real pass."

"Cousin, go sit over there for a while. I want to ask your advice on something."

Fang Tingyun had a bad premonition. The problem today was obviously perfect. The big smoke ointment didn't even land on the beach. What else could happen?

'Rumble——', 'Bang——'

The sound of bombings rang out at sea, followed by thick smoke and bangs of gunfire, causing people on the shore to panic. The army surrounded the dock tightly.

"Drink, cousin, I remember you like to eat noodles from this stall."

Fang Tingyun held the earthen bowl and wanted to crush it with his hands. The direction of the gunfight was obviously the cargo ship transporting the tobacco paste.

"Qin Yanchi, please forgive me if you have to, don't force me."

Qin Yanchi listened to this seemingly reasonable but actually funny words: "Otherwise, what do you want to do?"

"I'll give you the piece of land from Jiang's Textile Factory. Treat what happened today as if it never happened."

"Jiang's Textile Factory... Huh? Isn't that the family business of your sister Yaoyao?"

Fang Tingyun finally took off the mask of hypocrisy: "She is mine and has nothing to do with the Jiang family. Apart from her, I can give you everything else."

"Cousin, do you think you still have a chance to negotiate terms with me now?"

"What do you want to do!"

"I didn't want to do anything. Since you are my cousin, I'm afraid you will go astray." Qin Yanchi stood up, "Send the land deed of Jiang's Textile Factory, workers, everything... to Qin's official residence. As for your batch coffee……"

Qin Yanchi took out a telescope and threw it on the table: "Take a look and leave it as a souvenir."

Fang Tingyun overturned the table with one hand: "Qin Yanchi, have you endured this long, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"