Chapter 109 The 109th Day of Not Running Away The 109th Day of Not Running Away...

Chapter 109 The 109th Day of Not Running Away The 109th Day of Not Running Away...

There were so many people.

Hu Cheng stood at a distance, looking at the situation in the opposite residential area, his face as dark as a storm cloud.

It was Monday, which should have been the quietest time of day, but there were quite a few elderly people bringing their grandchildren to look at the house.

Manager Liu glanced at Hu Cheng's expression and said cautiously, "Mr. Hu, I wasn't lying, was I? They're really busy here."

"Then what are you doing here talking nonsense? Hurry up and call someone to get some flyers and distribute them here."

Hu Cheng said irritably, "If we're cheaper than them and still can't outsell them, it would be incredibly embarrassing."

"Yes, yes," Manager Liu replied, and hurriedly ran to find someone to hand out flyers.

When Chen Bozheng heard that the neighboring community was handing out flyers at the entrance, he raised an eyebrow.

Hua Lingfeng said, "Brother Chen, this Hu Cheng is too shameless. Let's not be polite to them. I'll go and chase him away right now."

Chen Bozheng stopped Hua Lingfeng, "Don't rush, why are you chasing him away like this?"

He whispered a few words in Hua Lingfeng's ear, and Hua Lingfeng's eyes lit up. He nodded to Chen Bozheng and quickly ran out.

Zhang Shili and others were terrified as they handed out leaflets.

Although they had only been working at the sales office of Jingyang Community for a short time, they already knew that the owners of the two communities did not get along. Even when the employees of the two sides walked face to face, they were too lazy to even glance at each other, and some hot-tempered ones would even fight.

Now they're distributing flyers on someone else's turf; that's practically defying the powerful.

"Hello, take a look at our Jingyang residential area, our apartments are only 1400 per square meter..."

Zhang Shili handed out the flyers.

The other party glanced at them and exclaimed, "You're from Jingyang Community? What are you doing here? We don't go to your community."

“We’re cheaper here, and our complex is bigger,” Zhang Shili said nervously, while keeping an eye out for anyone who might run out and attack them.

The other party didn't care: "So what if it's big? This place is better, didn't you hear? Even people from Hong Kong want houses here, not yours."

"That's right, you guys go away, don't imprison people here. We're waiting to go in and look at the houses. Why is the line inside so long?"

Outside the sales office, the people waiting in line were all impatient, and no one was interested in looking at the flyers.

After all, once you're here, who wouldn't know the prices in the neighboring communities? The fact that they didn't go there shows that the lower prices aren't very attractive.

"Brother Zhang, what are we going to do? We have hundreds of flyers that we can't distribute. When we get back, Manager Liu will scold us for being good-for-nothings again."

My colleague Xiao He came over, looking worried.

Zhang Shili and Xiao He both had a lot left, and they were both somewhat helpless.

"Young man, you guys handing out flyers, come here and let us take a look."

Several elderly men and women walked in from outside and spoke to Zhang Shili and Xiao He.

Zhang Shili and Xiao He hurried over, eager to please, "Yes, we're from the next neighborhood. Our place is cheaper and the houses are bigger, much better than here. Grandpa and Grandma, why don't you come with us and take a look?"

The elderly people took the flyers one by one and looked at them. After reading them, they huddled together to discuss them.

One of the old men said, "Many people over there want to buy houses. How about this, you give us these flyers, and we'll take them back and help you promote the business."

Zhang Shili was taken aback. "How many of you are there?"

An older woman next to me said, "That's hard to say. In our area, everyone is getting compensation for demolished properties, so they need to buy houses. Buying in the suburbs is too far away, but this place is just right."

Zhang Shili and Xiao He were overjoyed and, without much thought, gave them all the flyers. When they got back, they told Manager Liu about the good news.

Manager Liu was overjoyed and immediately called Hu Cheng to tell him to come back.

When Hu Cheng rushed back, he found the sales office completely empty, not even a fly in sight. He frowned and asked, "Where is everyone?"

Manager Liu said, "Mr. Hu, this person can't arrive so quickly. I estimate that in about half an hour, we'll be too busy to handle everything."

He poured Hu Cheng a cup of tea.

Hu Cheng's expression softened upon hearing this.

"You guys are actually quite capable. If you can close five deals today, I'll treat you all to dinner."

"Thank you, Mr. Hu," Manager Liu and the others said happily.

But even as the sun set and the tea had been brewed for the third time, no one came over.

Hu Cheng's face darkened, and he was about to curse when he heard footsteps outside.

Chen Bozheng and Hua Lingfeng's group of people came in chatting and laughing.

"What are you doing here?" Hu Cheng asked, his face dark, as he stood up with his hands on his hips.

Chen Bo glanced at Hua Lingfeng.

Hua Lingfeng chuckled, took out the flyers from his briefcase, and tossed them around with a clatter, scattering them everywhere.

"These are your flyers, right? Sorry, our people saw them near the public restroom and picked them up for you. You're welcome."

"It's you all!"

Hu Cheng isn't stupid. Even if he were, after waiting all afternoon, wouldn't he realize he'd been tricked?

His face puffed up with anger, like a prairie dog.

Chen Bozheng said, "Don't wrong an innocent person. We just accidentally saw your flyers near the public restroom. As for who threw them there, we don't know. Xiao Hua, let's go."

Hua Lingfeng and the others smiled and followed Chen Bozheng.

Hu Cheng looked at the flyers scattered all over the ground, took a deep breath, trying to hold his breath, but he just couldn't help it.

He kicked the coffee table away, and the glass coffee table shattered on the floor with a loud crash.

Even as Chen Bozheng and his group descended the steps of the sales office, the tremendous noise could still be heard.

Hua Lingfeng said, "This time, Hu Cheng is so angry he'll have a stroke."

"You bastards, just you wait!"

Hu Cheng clenched his fists, his anger barely contained.

That evening.

Hu Cheng then asked a friend to contact a reporter named Lin Dayong.

When they met, Hu Cheng immediately bid 20,000 yuan. Lin Dayong was having dinner with his apprentice at the time. He glanced at the 20,000 yuan on the table, then lowered his head and continued eating.

Hu Cheng was furious. He had heard that Lin Dayong was greedy and had a big appetite. He thought that 20,000 yuan would be enough to tempt him, but he never expected that Lin Dayong would not be tempted at all.

Left with no other option, Hu Cheng had to take out another 20,000 yuan.

"Reporter Lin, is this 40,000 yuan enough?"

Lin Dayong looked up, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and said, "Boss Hu, you're so rich and powerful. Why are you so stingy with a mere 40,000 yuan? I believe what you need me to do is definitely worth more than 40,000 yuan."

Hu Cheng: "Whether it's valuable or not is my business. I just want to vent my anger. Do you know Jingyun Residential Area, which is across from our Jingyang Residential Area?"

Lin Dayong laughed and said, "Who doesn't know that? If we reporters weren't well-informed, we'd be home dead by now. I heard that Deng Chaotian and a few Hong Kong businessmen bought a whole building in one go."

"Yes, that's the neighborhood. Go and investigate that neighborhood."

Hu Cheng lit a cigar, took a deep drag, but choked and coughed uncontrollably. He waved his hand dismissively, "Check if their community used any substandard building materials, evaded taxes, or cut corners. This will benefit you too, won't it? Once these things are uncovered and the news is exposed, you, Reporter Lin, will become famous and make a name for yourself."

Lin Dayong was genuinely tempted.

Who wouldn't want to make money and become famous at the same time?

Lin Dayong asked, "Are they strict about managing their community? Is it easy to get in?"

Hu Cheng said, "It's simple. You just need to pretend to be migrant workers and go in. They're short-staffed over there and are rushing to meet the deadline."

"Zhengzi, we hired another thirty laborers today."

Wang Jianquan came in drenched in sweat, wearing a safety helmet, but took it off as soon as he entered; his hair was completely soaked.

Chen Bo handed him a towel: "Wipe your face, Brother Wang. Why don't you rest for the afternoon? You look exhausted."

Wang Jianquan wiped his hair and face and laughed, "What's so tiring about it? I've done this much work before. In the past, I wasn't even guaranteed to get paid. Now, I earn as much as I work. Isn't this great?"

Chen Bozheng laughed out loud: "Brother Wang, as long as you're not tired. By the way, how about we find a cook to be in charge of cooking? We'll take care of lunch and dinner. I heard from the workers that prices in Beijing are too high, and they can't afford to eat well. Some of them just eat steamed buns and pickled vegetables all day. How can that be? They have to work every day, and they're eating like that. If something happens on the construction site, who can take responsibility?"

Wang Jianquan scratched his head: "That's true. Many of them are reluctant to spend their wages and send them all back home. I think we should ask Brother Liang's sister if she'd like to come over. It's good to keep the good stuff in the family."

What did they say about me?

Liang Wenxuan came in from outside, accompanied by two workers.

He pointed at the two men and said to Wang Jianquan, "We met these two at the entrance. They want to work here. They've never worked on a construction site before. What do you think, do you want them?"

Lin Dayong smiled at Wang Jianquan and said, "Hello, boss."

His apprentice also greeted the boss with "Hello."

Wang Quanquan was taken aback and glanced at them. "Are they laborers?"

“Yes, we are short of people,” Liang Wenxuan said. “I think they are quite strong and they said they can endure hardship. They just want to be given a job.”

Wang Jianquan glanced at them, feeling something was off, but didn't think much of it, saying, "If you can endure hardship, come on over. There are only so many jobs for laborers anyway; all you need is strength."

"Thank you, boss! Thank you, boss!"

Lin Dayong and the other man said gratefully.

Wang Jianquan waved his hand: "You guys go wait over there for a bit."

He looked at Liang Wenxuan: "Brother Liang, we were talking about hiring a cook for the construction site."

Liang Wenxuan was taken aback. "Why would we need a chef? This isn't a restaurant."

After Wang Jianquan explained, Liang Wenxuan finally said "Oh," and understood. "That explains why we hired a cook out of the blue. We can hire one, but my sister is not suitable. There are seventy or eighty people on our construction site now. Her physique is not enough to handle it. We should hire two cooks, and two general laborers to wash dishes and prepare food. They should all be strong and a bit chubby. Don't hire young and pretty girls. This place is mostly men, and it's easy for something to happen here."

“Four people, isn’t that a bit too many?” Wang Jianquan hesitated for a moment and looked at Chen Bozheng.

Chen Bozheng said, "It's not a big deal. Please. We can just eat with you and save some money."

“Then please do. I’ll contact my comrades later and see if any of them have relatives who want to do this job,” Wang Jianquan said.

Lin Dayong and his apprentice, who were standing nearby, were both stunned.

They were prepared to suffer hardship and be bullied when they came. After all, they had never seen foreign capitalists before, but they had heard of stories like "the rooster crows at midnight," "Huang Shiren," and "Yang Bailao." This private boss was known for exploiting people, so how come this place provides food and even a cook?