Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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At this moment, a layer of fine sweat broke out on Boss Shi's forehead. Still shaken, he said to Old Huang beside him:

"Oh dear, thank goodness for you, Lao Huang! If you hadn't reminded me in time, I would have completely offended this big shot today!"

Old Huang waved his hand and said with a smile, "Hey, we're like brothers, how can I just stand by and watch you make such a low mistake and offend people!"

Mr. Shi was deeply grateful and thanked Lao Huang repeatedly, saying that he would definitely host a feast to entertain him that night.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two turned and stepped back into the house.

As soon as he entered the house, Boss Shi greeted He Yuzhu with a broad smile:

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, Mr. He! I was confused just now. Let's just settle on 3 yuan for this house!"

He Yuzhu frowned slightly upon hearing this and asked in confusion, "Isn't this price... a bit too low?"

Mr. Shi quickly explained, "No, no, Mr. He, you've misunderstood! This price is indeed a little cheaper than the current market price, but we're doing this to make you our friend! So we can look out for each other in the future, right?"

Faced with this aggressive and powerful newcomer, He Yuzhu knew that setting the price too high would definitely lead to a breakdown in negotiations, but setting the price too low would fail to demonstrate his sincerity and willingness to make concessions.

After careful consideration, he finally spoke:

"Okay, let's calculate it as 3 yuan then. I hope that through this transaction, we can become friends in the future."

Just now, after some introductions and exchanges, they learned that the other party owned a fairly large trading company.

In this way, the two parties may have more opportunities to cooperate and carry out more business in the future.

Immediately afterwards, He Yuzhu took the initiative to suggest:

"How about we come back tomorrow to complete the transfer procedures and sign the formal contract?"

Mr. Shi agreed without hesitation, left the house key on the table, and then got up to say goodbye and left.

After Mr. Shi left, He Yuzhu hurriedly asked Mr. Huang, who was standing nearby, to help find two reliable workers to thoroughly clean and tidy up the house.

Du Weixiang waited until this moment before she had time to ask the crucial question:

Where are we going to find the HK$3 to give to him tomorrow?

It's important to understand that while 3 yuan may not seem like a huge sum at first glance, considering that workers generally have meager incomes at present, with the average wage in Hong Kong being only a little over 200 yuan.

Moreover, before this, the amount of cash they obtained from the small courtyard was less than HK$1. Even if they sold all those precious jewelry pieces, it would probably still be difficult to fill this funding gap.

He Yuzhu said confidently, "Let me tell you, I have a lot of gleaming gold hidden in my space. I'll use this gold to pay the bill tomorrow, no problem at all!"

Hearing this, Du Weixiang looked suspicious and asked in return with a hint of disbelief:

"You really have that much money? You didn't embezzle it when you were the factory manager, did you?"

Upon hearing this, He Yuzhu immediately straightened his back and loudly retorted:

“How could I possibly do something illegal and disorderly! This money is all earned through my hard work in business.”

Du Weixiang was still somewhat skeptical; after all, that was thirty thousand Hong Kong dollars. For an ordinary worker, that amount was roughly equivalent to more than ten years' worth of their total salary. She frowned and pressed for an answer:

"Really? How did you manage to make such a large sum of money in business?"

Seeing that Du Weixiang was pressing him for answers, He Yuzhu cleared his throat and began to recount his past experiences:

“Let me tell you, I used to do business in Moscow. Back then, I used this amazing space to transport canned goods back and forth to sell there. I made a fortune doing that.”

As He Yuzhu described it vividly, Du Weixiang's eyes gradually lit up, as if she were seeing a mountain of gold before her. She excitedly interjected:

"So, does that mean you can transport all sorts of goods at will?"

He Yuzhu nodded, a smug smile appearing on his face, but he quickly sighed and said regretfully:

"Alas, it's a pity that Hong Kong, where we are now, is a free port with a zero-tariff policy. Smuggling, like I used to do, simply won't work here. So, from now on, I can only do honest and legitimate business."

As night quietly fell and the city lights began to twinkle, He Yuzhu and Du Weixiang, looking slightly tired, slowly returned to their hotel.

By this time, they had enjoyed a sumptuous dinner and were resting in their room.

Not long after, Du Guanghe burst through the door, looking travel-worn. His face beamed with a triumphant smile as he excitedly said:

"The matter has been successfully completed! I've completely subdued the remaining five men, and from now on, they're my subordinates!"

He Yuzhu nodded slightly in agreement, then said softly:

"You've worked hard! However, I have an important task for you. I'll give you two days to thoroughly integrate them. Remember, you must disrupt the original organization and reorganize them into a new team. In the future, although we will still collect contributions, everything must be done according to the rules, and no one is allowed to act recklessly!"

Du Guanghe quickly replied, "Yes, I understand what you mean, please don't worry! By the way, what should we do next?"

He Yuzhu calmly took out a small, tightly wrapped cloth bag from his pocket, gently placed it on the table, and said slowly:

"There's a batch of gold bars in here. Take them and exchange them for 3 yuan. Use that money to buy the house tomorrow. Once you have the house, we can discuss the follow-up matters."

The next morning, the sun shone brightly on the earth, and the streets and alleys were filled with a rich atmosphere of daily life.

With the gold bars in his arms, Du Guanghe weaved through the bustling crowd and soon found a gold shop.

The gold shop was beautifully decorated, displaying a dazzling array of gold and silver jewelry. After some haggling, Du Guanghe successfully exchanged his gold bars for a full 3 yuan in cash.

He then rushed to Mr. Shi's place and successfully completed the house transaction.

Du Weixiang carefully selected various types of furniture and personally decorated the house to make it warm and comfortable. Finally, they settled down on the third floor and officially began a brand new chapter in their lives.

He Yuzhu's private space is filled with a dazzling array of items.

The rows of neatly stacked goods were dazzling: the rich aroma of vodka exuded an enticing fragrance; large chunks of frozen meat seemed to emanate a chill; barrels of oil gleamed with a dark, glossy sheen; mountains of grain, each grain plump and round; and there were all sorts of ironware and advanced equipment. He generously brought out all these treasures and displayed them in his spacious, bright shop to begin selling them.

Moreover, He Yuzhu had a keen eye and carefully selected more than a dozen clever and eloquent young men from his group of followers.

He allocated a certain amount of supplies to each young man and instructed them to do everything they could to sell them.

As time went on, He Yuzhu successfully occupied a large area of ​​valuable territory with the ample supplies at his disposal.

He then rented one of the large warehouses without hesitation. The warehouse was in a prime location with excellent transportation access, making it an ideal place to store supplies.

So He Yuzhu hurriedly directed his men to move all the supplies into the new warehouse.

Hong Kong may not be a large place, but it is an important trade hub!

Therefore, despite having a large quantity of goods, it was not difficult for He Yuzhu to sell them and realize their value in such a busy and efficient trading environment.

Chapter 427 The Iron Fist from the Father-in-Law

He Yuzhu devoted most of his energy and attention to the newspaper.

To this end, he carefully arranged manpower, having them take turns keeping watch 24 hours a day without interruption, daring not to slack off in the slightest.

However, despite such close surveillance lasting for some time, disappointingly, no valuable findings were made in the short term.

Time flew by, and two days had passed in the blink of an eye.

Over the past two days, He Yuzhu has been extremely busy handling matters related to the goods.

Just then, Du Weixiang's parents finally arrived after traveling a long distance.

The moment the father-in-law saw He Yuzhu, his eyes blazed with fury. Without a word, he rushed forward and swung his fist at He Yuzhu.

This was no ordinary punch! It contained all the power he had accumulated over more than thirty years.

One can imagine that the hatred in his heart for this shameless lecher who dared to wantonly defile his precious daughter had reached its peak, and he wished he could just take He Yuzhu's life with this punch alone.

"do not want!"

Du Weixiang shouted in a fit of rage, her voice seemingly piercing the sky, but her desperate cry did nothing to stop her father's attacks.

Du Guanghe was equally astonished. Just moments before, he had earnestly instructed his son that now that things had come to this, he must not have any further conflict with He Yuzhu.

After all, the father and son had been imprisoned for a long time, and had even handed over their family's martial arts manual.

Judging from the current situation, even if the father and son join forces, they are no match for He Yuzhu.

In the world of martial arts, the weak submit to the strong—this is an eternal truth.

Since we've unfortunately encountered such a master, we can only leave it to fate.

At the time, the son readily agreed, saying that he would absolutely not act rashly.

However, to everyone's surprise, as soon as he got home, the boy's expression changed instantly, and he was about to take action without saying a word.

Upon seeing this, Du Guanghe instinctively reached out to stop him.

But then he thought again that He Yuzhu was highly skilled in martial arts and could easily deal with his son, so he probably wouldn't need to help at all.

After a brief hesitation, he finally decided to teach his son a lesson and stop what he was doing.

Du Weifang, the little girl who was right at the back of the group, shouted at the top of her lungs:

"Father, kill him! You must avenge my sister..."

Unfortunately, she was only halfway through her sentence when she suddenly froze as if under a spell, staring blankly ahead, because what was happening before her eyes was simply too unbelievable.

She has always had blind faith in her father Du Guolong's martial arts skills. You know, in faraway Indonesia, Du Guolong is a top-notch master!

If you want to teach this young He Yuzhu a lesson, wouldn't that be an easy and effortless thing to do?

However, what happened next left her speechless!

He watched as his father threw a punch with all his might, only to have it easily caught by He Yuzhu.

You must know that the power of the father's punch should not be underestimated. Even a wild horse that is running wild would probably die if it were hit by this punch.

But at this moment, this incredibly powerful punch was caught by He Yuzhu as easily as if it were a cotton candy.


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