deltrittennovels Chapter 122 is me, Junior Brother
Chapter 122 is me, Junior Brother
Boss Wang glanced to the left and right, then lowered his voice to the lowest possible level as if he were doing something wrong, almost whispering in Chen Feng's ear, his voice filled with grievance.
"Boss Chen, it's not that I'm being disloyal, it's just that... it's just that someone gave me a death order early this morning."
Zhou Heizi, who was in charge of security and warehousing in this area, along with several tattooed brothers, personally went door-to-door to deliver the message...
"Speaking of today... if anyone dares to sell even a single hair or an ounce of meat to 'Human Fireworks' today, their stall will be smashed tomorrow, and they won't be able to get a single pound of offal in the South District after that!!"
As he spoke, Boss Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead and clasped his hands together, bowing deeply to Chen Feng.
"Boss Chen, I have two kids in school and my wife is unemployed. The whole family depends on this meat stall to make a living."
"I...I really have no choice today! You...you guys should leave now, if Zhou Heizi's men see you lingering here any longer, my stall is going to be in big trouble this afternoon!!"
Upon hearing this, Su Chen was struck dumb, frozen in place.
Zhou Heizi? He declared that he wouldn't allow anyone to sell anything to "human beings"?
Even if Su Chen were a fool, he should understand by now where the strangeness of this large part of the market came from.
He could control the entire food market in the south of the city, and he could even order a local thug named "Zhou Heizi" to completely isolate Chen Feng overnight...
Many people he knew could do this, but no one would bother to harm them for no reason. Recently, Chen Feng had offended the Su family because of him. Apart from his own brother Su Ang, who was ruthless and arrogant for profit, he couldn't think of anyone else in the city who would do this.
"It's because of me... and it was Su Ang who did it, right?"
Su Chen's face turned deathly pale instantly.
He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes almost spitting fire, and turned to look at Chen Feng, his voice filled with desperate self-blame and guilt.
"Brother Chen, I'm so sorry... I've dragged you into this. It must be Su Ang. He's trying to cut off our livelihood just to keep me out of your shop!!"
Chen Feng looked at Su Chen's somewhat broken state, a hint of expected indifference flashing in his eyes.
He had actually guessed it; only capitalists of Su Ang's caliber could so quickly and decisively employ such a deadly commercial blockade tactic.
But he didn't expose this secret, nor did he intend to blame Su Chen for anything.
"It's none of your business. There are always bumps along the way in business."
Chen Feng patted Su Chen's trembling shoulder heavily, as if trying to slap away the young man's self-reproach.
He turned around and nodded to Boss Wang, who was covered in sweat: "Thank you for your hard work, Boss Wang. We'll be going now."
"Oh, Mr. Chen, I'm so sorry, so sorry..." Mr. Wang sighed and bowed repeatedly from behind.
Chen Feng pulled the somewhat distraught Su Chen along and strode back to the bread cart.
Inside the carriage, Mengmeng was peering at him through the window, her little face full of worry.
"Brother Chen... how about... how about I ask someone to help me?" Su Chen clung to the car door, somewhat unwilling, his voice low.
"I know a few people, and even though we're not particularly close, they'll still agree to help me if I ask."
Their family also runs logistics and food wholesale businesses in other districts. I'll make a few calls, and maybe I can get the meat for Uncle Liu..."
Chen Feng, holding the car door with one hand, glanced at the somewhat naive Su Chen and shook his head slightly.
"It's no use. Now that Su Ang has made his move, none of the small vendors in this area dare to sell to us under pressure from the Su family. If they do, it will only harm them."
"A powerful dragon can crush a local snake, especially since the Su family is a powerful dragon here."
Chen Feng's voice was soft, yet it carried a chilling clarity that came from having seen through the rules of the world.
He shoved the somewhat dejected Su Chen into the passenger seat, then climbed into the driver's seat himself.
The atmosphere in the carriage became somewhat oppressive.
Su Chen kept his head down and didn't speak, his hands digging into his knees. Xing Ruo hugged Mengmeng with some heartache. No one dared to disturb Chen Feng at this moment.
Chen Feng sat there, his foot on the clutch, his right hand on the gearshift.
His gaze passed through the windshield to the black-clad bodyguards hiding in the shadows not far away, watching their van with a hint of schadenfreude. His dark eyes were filled with coldness.
Su Ang.
Do you really think that all the roads in this world are paved with your Su family's stinking money?
Chen Feng's Adam's apple bobbed violently.
He hesitated for a moment before reaching into his pocket.
His hand paused in his inner pocket for a full three seconds.
Finally, Chen Feng let out a sigh of relief.
He took out his phone, ignoring Su Chen who was standing next to him in a daze, and Xing Ruo's curious gaze behind him. His finger quickly swiped across the slightly laggy screen a few times, finally settling on a phone number.
Without further hesitation, he pressed his thumb down sharply.
"drop--."
After a moment, a low electronic notification tone sounded in the quiet carriage.
Chen Feng slowly brought the phone to his ear, his eyes fixed on the towering signboard of the wholesale market in front of him, speaking slowly and deliberately in a low voice.
"It's me, junior brother."