Trafford's Trading Club

628: Chapter 41: Unclean Clinging Entities 628: Chapter 41: Unclean Clinging Entities “Just drop me off here.”

At the back door of Luo Qiu’s old family home, Da Zhe stopped, shook his head, indicating that Luo Qiu didn’t need to see him off further.

At this moment, Luo Qiu took out a key and handed it to Da Zhe, “Take this, next time you come, don’t need to climb the wall.”

Da Zhe was stunned, surprised, “Really give it to me?

Do you really trust someone like me?”

Seeing that Da Zhe didn’t reach out directly to take it, Luo Qiu inserted the key into the lock on the back door, then directly walked out from the back, “I’m going to see if there’s anything that needs help over there.”

The key was right there, within arm’s reach.

Da Zhe was silent for a moment, but eventually took the key.

As he left, he carefully closed the door. …

Da Zhe had also arranged to meet with Da Tou today. “This Xiao Yu Cheng hasn’t contacted me since yesterday.

According to his family’s maid, he’s still at home and hasn’t gone out…

Brother Zhe, are you being too sensitive?” Da Tou said while eating fried noodles from the roadside stall at the entrance of the next village. “Da Tou, how long have you been following Xiao Yu Cheng?” “Hmm… over three years now?” Da Tou thought for a moment, “Almost four years.

It’s tough to get by these days.

Brother Zhe, when you first got in, the country and the government started cracking down on crime…

After that incident with Sang Kun, even the old uncles had it tough.

Nowadays, there’s no glamour, everything must go by the book, and those officials, they’re even more corrupt than us.

But we have no choice, if we want to survive, we have to rely on these people.

In these times, it’s people like Xiao Yu Cheng who have connections with officials and can get permits and licenses that can thrive.

We’re just errand boys now.” “Let’s not talk about this.” Da Zhe shook his head.

He wasn’t completely out of touch with outside matters and understood the current societal situation, “Da Tou, tell me, what was Xiao Yu Cheng planning to do when he contacted me this time?” “What else could it be?

It’s about that demolition project in the Southern District.

Some boss found Xiao Yu Cheng to handle it for him.”

Da Tou lowered his voice and said, “Isn’t it just about hiring people to intimidate those who don’t want to sign?

There are a few particularly stubborn households in the Southern District, and Xiao Yu Cheng intends to find someone to handle it.

Of course, these days, you can’t leave any blood, but a few snakes, rats, and then maybe start a fire or something…

You understand, right?” “Arson?

He’s daring enough to do that now?” Da Zhe sneered, “Xiao Yu Cheng said he could get me out in just over a year.” “You don’t know!” whispered Da Tou, “I heard it from Xiao Yu Cheng’s maid… heh, my girlfriend said it, she overheard… saying that the new district police chief appointed here last year is his brother-in-law!

So, if Xiao Yu Cheng wants to get someone out, as long as it’s not something seriously against the law or widespread public anger, he’ll probably be able to do it!

Besides, if he can get one out, it proves he has the ability, and that will draw more big bosses to hire him.” “I really didn’t know about this.” Da Zhe frowned, pondering something unknown. “Anyway, ever since the new district head took office, Xiao Yu Cheng has grown bolder.” Da Tou shrugged, “Otherwise, why would he have made you take the fall for things like drunk driving, causing trouble, and minor injuries before?” “I want to go somewhere.” Da Zhe said seriously. “Oh, alright, I don’t have any work anyway.

Where to?” “To the nursing home.” Da Zhe sighed, “To visit Master Jin.” … “President Xiao, what would you like for lunch?

I’ll go buy it.”

Xiao Yu Cheng was sitting on the sofa in his home villa… he had just woken up, and it was only a little past nine.

Facing the maid’s question, Xiao Yu Cheng casually said, “No need, I have a luncheon appointment, you can go ahead with your work.”

The maid nodded.

At this moment, Xiao Yu Cheng’s phone rang.

He glanced at it, then stood up, walked out of the living room to the villa courtyard, and after closing the glass door to the living room, he answered the call. “Is the job done?” was Xiao Yu Cheng’s first question.

On the other end of the call, “Sorry, President Xiao, a few of us got lost… we’re at Dafeng Village now, heading back.”

Xiao Yu Cheng was stunned, “Lost?

How could you get lost?” “We… we don’t know either.

Last night we clearly drove into the village on the right road.

But as we went on, something felt wrong, and after wandering for a long time, when it was daylight, somehow we ended up at Dafeng Village.” “Are you idiots?” Xiao Yu Cheng cursed, “Dafeng Village is in the Northern District, Luo Jia Village is in the Western District, separated by several mountains, and you managed to end up there?

And why are you only telling me now?” “Yes, yes, we weren’t efficient, President Xiao, please don’t be angry!

We didn’t want to disturb you since you were asleep…

But we’re heading back now, it won’t happen in broad daylight!” “Don’t… please don’t!

I beg you, don’t do anything reckless, ah!” Xiao Yu Cheng said in a deep voice, “If you must go, do it at night.

In broad daylight, are you looking for death?” “Got it, got it!”

Xiao Yu Cheng abruptly hung up the phone and began to look at his courtyard—having such an estate came from hard work.

In this society, it’s dog-eat-dog; the more compassionate you are, the harder it is to climb.

Aside from connections, his ability to reach this position was due to his daring and ruthlessness.

At this moment, Xiao Yu Cheng felt vaguely uneasy.

He inexplicably remembered the way Da Zhe looked at him—like a purebred Tibetan mastiff—sending a chill down his spine.

In front of Da Zhe, his toughness seemed as fragile as a sand-built castle, collapsing instantly.

Under Da Zhe’s gaze full of murderous intent, Xiao Yu Cheng felt emasculated.

The self-esteem that had inflated over the years took a severe hit, making Xiao Yu Cheng feel extremely uncomfortable.

The times had changed, yet he was still unsettled by a washed-up little gangster like Da Zhe.

Wouldn’t it be a joke if word got out?

Right now, Xiao Yu Cheng couldn’t think of anything else; he was like a proud tiger with its tail stepped on, wanting to assert his authority and teach Da Zhe a profound lesson.

He intended to show Da Zhe that the only reason he was given a task was out of pity and respect.

That matter in the Southern District didn’t necessarily have to be done by Da Zhe.

However, Xiao Yu Cheng now had a twisted desire to make Da Zhe submit, feel helpless and pained, eventually forced to complete the task no matter his struggles… then discard him like a chess piece, with no further concern.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yu Cheng’s eyes lit up with delight… he enjoyed the wonderful feeling of being able to manipulate others’ lives.

The phone rang again.

Xiao Yu Cheng glanced at the caller ID, subconsciously frowned. “Why is this old guy looking for me…”

He murmured but still answered the call, “Hello!

Elder Jin, what wind brought you to call me today?

If you wanted something, you could have just had someone tell me, and I would’ve visited you!” “Young Xiao, it’s like this, there’s something…” …

They called it a nursing home, but it wasn’t ordinary; it required a lot of money to enter.

Everyone lived independently, in residences comparable to small villas.

At this moment, Da Tou sat somewhat anxiously, while Da Zhe next to him appeared much more composed.

An elderly man with white hair but in good spirits walked into the courtyard with a smile, “Da Zhe, ah.”

Da Zhe quickly stood up, approached the old man, and helped him sit down, “Master Jin, please speak.” “This Xiao Yu Cheng, I’ve talked to him,” the old man, Master Jin, said calmly. “I’m willing to mediate and arrange a peace talk for you tonight.

Have a good talk.” “Thank you, Master Jin,” Da Zhe seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. “What’s with the politeness, young man?” Master Jin chuckled, “I just have this old face to rely on.

Back in the day, would that little brat Xiao Yu Cheng dare make me actually set up a peace talk for him?” “That’s right!” Da Tou quickly said, “Back then, Master Jin, your reputation frightened everyone!” “Ah, Da Tou.” Master Jin pointed at Da Tou, shaking his head with amusement, “You, no other skills but you do seem to survive on your flattery.

Really, how have you managed all this time?”

Da Tou awkwardly scratched his head.

Master Jin then suddenly turned to Da Zhe, “Da Zhe, come to the shrine with me, I have something to discuss with you privately.

Da Tou, go buy some groceries, let’s have a good meal here this noon.” “Got it!” Da Tou hurriedly stood up, “I’ll go right away!” …

In the center of the shrine stood a Guanyin statue, with a simple devotional setup of a blue lamp and meditation mat.

Agarwood incense burned in the censer. “Master Jin, what is it?”

After they entered, Master Jin didn’t say anything immediately.

He just asked Da Zhe to add incense to the Guanyin statue, advising sincerity. “Da Zhe, have you encountered something recently?” Master Jin looked at Da Zhe seriously and asked.

Da Zhe was startled, hesitating, “Master Jin, I’m not sure what you mean.” “I’m talking about the… unclean things that have been clinging to you.” Master Jin sighed, continuously turning the Buddhist bead bracelet in his hand.