Chapter 2333
Murong Zhuan wasn’t annoyed either, he got up and walked towards the bathroom, standing in front of the sink, straightening his grooming while saying slowly, “The venue I just took over from the woman named Xing, thought you’d be interested.”
“You’re taking me on a tour?” I turned my head away, not getting the numbers from the computer, and getting a consolation prize seemed like a good idea.
But this kind of thing was similar to a business inspection, where you bring your nearest and dearest, and it looked like I’d taken my place in Muyong’s heart to another level.
I got up and went into the bedroom, grabbed my clothes and got under the covers to change quickly.
The bedroom was open plan, with only a door frame between the living room and the bedroom and no other cover.
When I got out from under the covers, the top of my head was already a chicken’s nest, so I had to stare at my messy hair and plan to go to the bathroom to grab a mirror with Murong.
Luckily, when I went out, Murong was already sitting peacefully on the sofa, saving me a small scuffle.
Everything was ready to go, so I got into Murong’s car and finally left this deserted area after a day and night’s stay.
Unfortunately, I didn’t have a mobile phone and couldn’t notify anyone, so I had to watch this opportunity go unused.
On the TV, the “venue” Murong mentioned must be a place where the lights and loud music are used as a cover to conduct transactions in secret.
But as he pulled into a dilapidated village, I realised that I might be a little bit ignorant.
The village was small, with only one road into it, barely big enough to accommodate Murong Zhuan’s massive body, but the sheepish paths led in all directions, and every few paces another alleyway would appear in which plainly dressed children frolicked and were lost in three or two.
Older children would chase the car all the way, most likely because the village had not had such a luxury car in and out for a long time.
It was only when the car couldn’t get in that Murong got out and took me in on foot with him.
It didn’t take long to enter a simple wooden shack, full of people selling and transporting “goods”, all dressed in shabby clothes, giving the impression that they had eaten the last meal but not the next.
When he smelled the body odour emanating from the villagers, Murong Zhuan unabashedly picked up his pocket towel and covered his mouth and nose, frowning in annoyance, and said, “Maybe I should have come earlier to save this place.”
He thought of his factory as the most perfect work of art, treating drug trafficking as art.
“Mr. Murong.” The man in the suit who greeted us was supposed to be the only man directly under Murong Zhuan’s command here.
Muyong Zhuan’s brow was still furrowed and his body was full of discomfort with this civilian area.
The man in the suit then began to explain the process of the transaction.
“This is the concentration point for bulk goods in the whole village, the person responsible for docking is the village head of this village, the other villagers are responsible for transporting the goods according to the demand of the order placed, the village is intricate, the people who buy our goods are met by the villagers and can get away quickly, once a cop comes to the door or catches any of the villagers in the act, the whole village will step in to stop it, to catch someone in the village, unless the whole village is uprooted.”
It has to be said that Xing Fei’s move, which involved the whole body, was indeed original and took advantage of both the fact that the law was not to blame and that it was difficult to control the unruly people, and even if the incident occurred, in such a place, it would be quite difficult to enforce the law.
Chapter 2334
“All right.” Murong Zhuan didn’t have the heart to listen to this, raising his hand intending the words of the man in the suit, “As I said, this place is given to you to take full charge, and let me see satisfactory results as soon as possible.”
“Yes.” The man in the suit nodded respectfully.
I was still planning to see more clearly, but Murong Zhuan was already unwilling to stay any longer, pulling me out and then quickly driving away.
It was only when the village was left far behind the car that Murong Zhuan opened the window and breathed a relieved sigh, one hand on the steering wheel, one hand casually resting on the window, commenting to himself on Xing Fei’s means of action, “Failure, the whole village can only be described as a failure, how can business be big when developing in such a place, no wonder the domestic market has been so depressed for so many years, women are always still short-sighted,”
I saw that he was talking about “development” and “market”, and people who didn’t know thought that he was doing some serious business with a bright future.
I was dissatisfied with this trip which lasted only a minute, and took the initiative to find a scolding, saying grimly, “Excuse me, are you talking about me?”
Only then did Murong Zhuan realise that he had just framed even my words in, and giving me a quietly sidelong glance, he adjusted his sitting position and explained stiffly, “You’re not like those women.”
“What’s different, the difference is that I used to be someone else’s woman and the ones you used to be in contact with weren’t, so you became a willow and sat on your hands?”
In fact, when he is emotionally impulsive, he may not remember the fact that he still has a cleanliness fetish, but I am inclined to bring it to the surface and say it explicitly, to make him remember it in his bones, lest he ask me to endure the pain of biting my tongue again next time.
The next time I’m told to bite my tongue, I’ll have to remember it.” “You’d better not be looking for trouble,” he said.
“Am I the one looking for trouble?” I argued, “Who dragged me out in the middle of the night, rode back and forth for several hours, only to just take a look and leave.
After saying that, he turned his face to the side, not intending to argue any further.
Murong Zhuan opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, he did not speak again.
It was already three in the morning when we returned to the hilltop villa.
Pushing open the door, I casually kicked my shoes off haphazardly and walked barefoot on the cold floor, only to shiver and shiver from the cold.
“Stop-” Behind me, Murong Zhuan trailed off inexorably.
“What do you want again?!” I stopped where I was, but didn’t turn around; pretending to be angry required an angry attitude.
Mouron didn’t answer, instead a rustling sound rang out before I felt him come closer towards me.
“Lift your feet.” Murong Zhuan’s voice came from below.
Looking down, he was half kneeling in front of me, cotton slippers in his hand, tentatively disliking my toes, “The floor is cold, put them on.”
“No.” I raised my chin stubbornly, not giving him the benefit of the doubt.
Then just as my feet went limp, one leg was lifted straight up by Murong Zhuan, and the moment I was airborne, the shoe was on my foot, and the other was not spared.
Only after Murong Zhuan had done this did he get up unhurriedly, looking at me nicely and half flirtatiously, “You’ve been angry for two hours, aren’t you tired?”