Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

"Don't move, raise your hands."

Two flight attendants finally arrived at the scene and raised their electric batons at the dark-skinned man and three others.

"Comrade Public Security, he stuffed the wallet into the gap between the seats, right next to him." Zhao Wenhao quickly put down the carrying pole and pointed at the scene.

After Zhao Wenhao exposed the actions of the dark-skinned man and others, everyone's eyes never left them. It was impossible for them to deny it at this time.

The dark-skinned man originally wanted to resist, but when he saw the electric baton in the conductor's hand crackling, he finally put down the dagger in his hand and squatted on the ground obediently.

"You guys come with me!"

After understanding the whole story, one of the train police officers named Shao called Zhao Wenhao, the man in the shirt, and several people around him to the restaurant at the rear end of the train.

It was not until this time that Zhao Wenhao finally knew that the man in the shirt's name was Xiang Zhifeng.

This person had just started working as a purchasing agent for Xuanzhou Food Processing Factory. This time he came to Yangzhou to discuss a business deal.

After taking some statements, the dark-skinned man and three others truthfully confessed to the theft.

It was already three o'clock in the morning. The other witnesses had been released by Public Security Shao. Only Xiang Zhifeng and Zhao Wenhao were still left in the carriage.

They are the actual participants and need to wait until they reach Yangzhou before going to the police station.

Zhao Wenhao leaned back in his seat, squinting his eyes, taking a short rest. Xiang Zhifeng, on the other hand, looked restless, wanting to talk to Zhao Wenhao but feeling too embarrassed to do so.

Deep down, Zhao Wenhao had no good impression of this person. If they met again in private, he might beat this guy up.

But when he heard this person introduce himself as a purchasing agent of Xuanzhou Food Processing Factory, he began to have thoughts again.

"Brother Xiang, give me a cigarette!" Zhao Wenhao opened his eyes and took the initiative to talk to Xiang Zhifeng.

Xiang Zhifeng originally wanted to express his apology, but was worried that he would not be able to do it in a shameful way. Unexpectedly, Zhao Wenhao actually asked him for a cigarette.

He was slightly startled, but immediately reacted and hurriedly took out two packs of unopened Zhonghua cigarettes from his briefcase and handed them over with a smile, "Brother Zhao, take them and smoke them. You're welcome."

At that time, Zhonghua cigarettes were not cheap, costing 4 yuan per pack, while brands like Hongmei, Jingji, and Feima were only a few cents per pack.

People who can afford to smoke this kind of cigarettes are basically either rich or noble.

According to Xiang Zhifeng's previous introduction, he was just a buyer for the Xuanzhou Food Processing Factory. The fact that he could pull out two packs of Zhonghua cigarettes at once meant that this guy's background was not that simple.

Although he disliked this person, what Zhao Wenhao lacked most at the moment was connections. Since Xiang Zhifeng wanted to ease the relationship, Zhao Wenhao was naturally happy to see it happen.

Zhao Wenhao opened a pack, took out two cigarettes, and handed one over. After lighting both, he threw the other pack back.

Xiang Zhifeng said casually, "Brother, just take it and smoke it. I have more in my bag. I have no shortage of cigarettes, alcohol, and other things at home."

Zhao Wenhao waved his hand to show that he understood the gesture.

The relationship between the two had previously been one of mutual dislike. Furthermore, Zhao Wenhao was hoping to find an opportunity to leverage Xiang Zhifeng's position and ask for his help. At this point, it seemed excessive and the consequences would outweigh the gains.

"Brother Zhao, thank you again this time. If it weren't for you, I might have messed up this mission. Please forgive me for my rude attitude towards you before." Xiang Zhifeng finally spoke up to express his apology.

Seeing that he took the matter so seriously, Zhao Wenhao also wanted to find out more about the situation.

After some communication, Zhao Wenhao finally got a clear idea of ​​Xiang Zhifeng's background.

It turns out that the Xuanzhou Food Processing Factory where Xiang Zhifeng worked was the largest food company in Xuanzhou, and the factory director was his father Xiang Mingyu.

After some operations, Xiang Zhifeng got the job in the factory as he wished, and went directly to the most sought-after purchasing department.

In order to train his son, Xiang Mingyu specially asked him to go to Yangzhou to negotiate the purchase of a batch of goods.

Originally, a deputy director from the purchasing department was to accompany them as a kind of escort. However, before departure, the deputy director's mother suddenly fell ill and was admitted to the hospital, requiring immediate surgery.

In desperation, Xiang Zhifeng could only move forward alone.

The stolen wallet was secondary; the most important thing was the envelope containing some important documents for the negotiation. If it was lost midway, the mission would inevitably fail.

The result is that Xiang Mingyu's competitors will definitely take advantage of this to cause trouble.

Xiang Zhifeng, who had been pampered since childhood, was a playboy, but he still knew the importance of things. Therefore, he was of course extremely grateful to Zhao Wenhao for recovering what he had lost.

Ping'an County, where Zhao Wenhao lived, was surrounded by mountains on three sides, and Hengtang Town, in particular, was situated at the foot of a mountain. As the saying goes, "live by the mountain, eat the mountain," and almost every household there planted fruit trees.

Zhao Wenhao grew up eating fruits like apples, pears, oranges, etc.

Unfortunately, Hengtang Town is remote and has poor transportation. Apart from some of the food purchased by the county food factory, most of the food is consumed by the villagers themselves. Some of it even rots in the fields.

Therefore, when Zhao Wenhao heard Xiang Zhifeng introduce that he was from Xuanzhou City Food Processing Factory, he had some ideas in his mind.

Even if you don't have a good impression of this person, he won't go against money.

However, it wasn't the right time to ask now, as their relationship hadn't reached that stage yet. If the other party refused outright, it would become an obstacle to the subsequent arrangements.

"Brother Zhao, even though you're young and frail, how come you're so skilled in martial arts? None of those three were your match. It's truly eye-opening. I'm lucky I didn't fight you, otherwise, I'd definitely be the one lying on the ground today."

After chatting, Xiang Zhifeng finally mentioned this matter.

He truly admired Zhao Wenhao for this. If it were him, he would definitely not be able to do it.

Since he was interested in making friends, Zhao Wenhao naturally replied, "I've studied martial arts for a few years, and my reaction speed is a bit sharper than most people. If I let you practice for a year, you might be better than me."

"Really?" Xiang Zhifeng was so excited that he stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Wenhao's hand. "How about you teach me? I've never won a fight before. At most, I just bullied the weak by relying on my numbers. If you can help me, I will definitely be invincible."

Zhao Wenhao slightly broke free from the other person's hand. He was really not used to Xiang Zhifeng's sudden enthusiasm.

"My family is in Ping'an County, and I don't have many opportunities to go to Xuanzhou. How can I teach you?"

"It's okay. You can tell me how to practice, and I'll start practicing later. When you have the chance, you must come to me in Xuanzhou and give me some guidance."

Xiang Zhifeng obviously didn't want to let Zhao Wenhao go, and he continued to pester him, trying to extract some real kung fu from Zhao Wenhao.