Chapter 253 - Trip to Yun City
Chapter 253 of "The Strongest Dandy in the City" introduces the scene: âDonât rush to put these two prescriptions into production just yet; take it slow, step... Keep going!
âDonât rush to put these two prescriptions into production just yet; take it slow, step by step,â Ye Chenfeng instructed.âTry to recruit some talent in management.
If you want Tengtian Pharmaceutical Factory to have a presence throughout Huaxia Country, itâs essential to open pharmaceutical branches in every city, so management talent is very important.â
Ye Chenfeng knew that the development of a business cannot be rushed.
If it grew too fast, there would inevitably be various problems along the way.
A steady and solid approach is more reliable.
âBoss, you just relax.
Monkey and I will handle Tengtian Pharmaceutical Factoryâs matters.
We absolutely wonât let you down,â Li Pangzi promised, thumping his chest.
âRight, boss, weâll give it our all to develop Tengtian Pharmaceutical Factory.
We wonât let you lose face,â Monkey said, his spirit high as he clenched his fist.
After receiving the two prescriptions, Li Pangzi became restless; he couldnât wait to see the effects of these prescriptions for himself.
With the example of the Instant Beauty serum already evident, Li Pangzi was confident the effects of these two prescriptions would be exactly as Ye Chenfeng had described.
In the following two days, Ye Chenfeng spent some time playing outdoors with Tang Xin and Han Chuxue, and then visited Victory Sky Society to catch up on their recent activities with Fang Nanxiang.
Since Victory Sky Society had settled its issues with the Qinglong Club, their influence had been growing steadily.
However, the several major gangs in Tianhai had not taken any action against this suddenly emerging group, perhaps considering Victory Sky Society not significant enough yet to prompt a reaction from these major gangs.
Instead, some of the lesser gangs in Tianhai repeatedly provoked Victory Sky Society.
But how could these small-time gangs compare to the Victory Sky Society?
Under Fang Nanxiangâs leadership, those small gangs that dared to challenge were almost completely eliminated.
For a time, Victory Sky Society began displaying the potential to develop into a mid-tier gang.
âBrother Fang, youâve worked hard these days,â Ye Chenfeng acknowledged, knowing that without Fang Nanxiang managing Victory Sky Society, he couldnât have been such a hands-off leader.
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This is the life I wanted.
Otherwise, I wouldnât have left the Zhaos to help you conquer territories.
I believe that Victory Sky Society will go a long way in the future,â Fang Nanxiang said, his tone tinged with excitement.
âMaster Ye, now that youâre back, does that mean youâll manage Victory Sky Society personally?â Fang Nanxiang inquired.
Ye Chenfeng waved his hand and replied, âThatâs not possible for now.
Tomorrow, I must go to Yun City!
This trip to Yun City should enable us to take over a major gang, which would pave the way for Victory Sky Societyâs influence to enter Yun City.â
Back when he was in Xiyuan Town, Tie Niuâs father, Wang Youli, gave Ye Chenfeng an Iron Token and entrusted him with the Heavenly Saber Association, a major gang in Yun City.
All Ye Chenfeng needed to do, according to Wang Youliâs intention, was to take that Iron Token to Yun City and he would be able to take over the Heavenly Saber Association.
Ye Chenfeng had nearly forgotten about this matter until last night when he suddenly saw the Iron Token Wang Youli had given him in his room and remembered the issue.
âBrother Fang, Iâll have to trouble you to look after Victory Sky Society a bit more.
I feel more at ease with you in charge,â Ye Chenfeng said with a slight smile.
The next day, Ye Chenfeng took the train to Yun City.
Of course, before leaving, he could not escape a thorough scolding from Han Chuxue, who criticized him severely for being a huge jerk and hoodlum who didnât consider Tang Xinâs feelings at all, not spending more time with her, especially since he had only returned to Tianhai for a couple of days before leaving again.
Tang Xin, the girl, was quite sensible.
Before parting, she simply gave Ye Chenfeng a gentle kiss on the cheek and said with a hint of reluctance, âChenfeng brother, you must come back soon.â
Yun City was very close to Tianhai, and it only took about three hours by train.
However, it was said that in recent years Yun Cityâs public security had become rather chaotic.
Gangs large and small had sprung up like mushrooms after rain, and even stabbings on the streets had become frequent, giving the local police and government agencies constant headaches.
Despite their severe crackdowns on underground forces, such incidents were occurring more frequently.
When Ye Chenfeng got off the train, it was already one oâclock in the afternoon, and he hadnât even had lunch!
He wandered to an old street near the train station, which was lined with various street food stalls.
Ye Chenfeng settled at a wonton stall that looked relatively clean and ordered a bowl of wontons.
Since it was past lunchtime, there were hardly any customers at the stall.
The owner, an old man in his sixties, quickly served up a steaming bowl of wontons for Ye Chenfeng.
âYoung man, are you visiting Yun City?
The public order here hasnât been great these years!
You must be extra careful when youâre out and about,â the sexagenarian said as he sat down next to Ye Chenfeng.
Since there were no other customers, he started chatting amiably with Ye Chenfeng.
The wontons tasted quite good, especially the broth which was particularly delicious, even better than what some restaurants offered.
Ye Chenfeng couldnât help but give an internal nod of approval to the bowl of wontons.
âYoung man, how is it?
The wontons should be quite tasty, right?
The recipe for this broth is an ancestral secret.
If you had come here during mealtime, you would probably have to wait in line to get a taste of my wontons!â the old man said with a laugh, his face radiating with a simple and genuine warmth.
âTime to collect protection money, time to collect protection money.
Everyone better behave.â
Just as Ye Chenfeng was about to speak, four or five youths walked in from the entrance of the street, some even wielding machetes!
They were collecting what they called âprotection moneyâ from each of the snack stalls.
âYoung man, donât bother watching.
This bunch comes here often to collect protection money.
Otherwise, we canât do business here.
Sigh, the public order in Yun City is getting worse day by day.
Hurry up and eat your wontons.
Just remember not to meddle in affairs when youâre in Yun City,â the elderly shopkeeper cautioned kindly.
As the old man spoke, the group of young men had already reached the wonton stall.
The red-haired youth in the lead said, âOld Wang, cough up two thousand yuan!â
The elderly shopkeeper, who was about to hand over the money for peace, was startled and asked, âDid you make a mistake?
Wasnât it a thousand yuan before?
Why has it doubled now?â
The red-haired youth kicked over a chair in front of the stall and barked, âOld Wang, Iâve heard that your stall does the best business on this street every day.
Nowadays, everythingâs getting more expensive; even the price we pay for women has gone up, so why shouldnât the protection fee increase, too?â
âBig brothers, can you give me a break?
Iâm just a small business, barely making a few thousand yuan a month.
If I have to give you two thousand per month, I might as well not work at all,â the elderly shopkeeper pleaded.
âOld Wang, stop whining in front of us.
If you want to keep your stall here, just hand over the money honestly, otherwise get out right now and donât ever show your face here again,â the red-haired youth said aggressively.
âOkay, big brothers, I will leave this street later and never set up my stall here again,â the elderly shopkeeper decided after a moment of contemplation.
Paying these people two thousand yuan a month for protection was not worth it; he might as well find another place to set up his stall.
If he agreed to their demand now, they would surely raise the price next time.
âOld fool, it seems youâre getting senile,â the red-haired youth said scornfully.
âYou can leave, sure, but you have to fork over thirty thousand yuan.
After all, youâve been setting up here for so long, and itâs because of our protection that your stall has remained safe.
Now that youâre leaving, you should pay us for the trouble,â he said without anticipating the old manâs intention to leave.
âBig brothers, where am I going to find thirty thousand yuan?
You know the situation at my home,â the old shopkeeper said, with panic showing on his face.
(To be continued.
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