Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

Wei Chunlan was obviously unhappy when she heard that her son had raised the purchase price to 8 yuan per kilogram.

Even if she has never done any business, she will still do the math.

"Wenhao, 7.5 yuan per kilogram is already very good, there's no need to pay so much."

"Mom, we are all from the same village. It's good that everyone can make some money. Besides, our profits are already very high, so there is no need to worry about these things." Zhao Wenhao said to comfort her, and he really thought so.

When his family was in trouble, it was these fellow villagers who helped him raise more than 3000 yuan, allowing him to get rid of Ma Hongzhi's harassment.

If I don't have the ability to make money, it would be a different story. But since there are so many opportunities to make money, why not let go of some of the profits?

Wei Chunlan was still a little dissatisfied. After all, she was used to living in poverty and was reluctant to spend even a penny.

Now, look what happened. Just because of one word from my son, I gave up so much profit. It would be strange if I said I didn’t feel sad.

But since her son had already decided this, and she was not the stubborn type, she naturally agreed.

That evening, when Zhao Wenjing returned home from get off work, Zhao Wenhao presented her with the gift he had prepared for her. A pink dress, paired with Zhao Wenjing's tall figure, made her look even more stunning.

Everyone enjoyed the dinner with gusto. It wasn't because the meal was particularly sumptuous, but rather because they were suddenly filled with anticipation for the future. They felt that under Zhao Wenhao's leadership, their family's fortunes would soon flourish.

Seeing the family enjoying themselves so happily, Zhao Wenhao naturally felt a warmth in his heart. However, he still felt a little uneasy about the recent peace.

There was no other reason. Ma Hongzhi would definitely not let his family go like this. There had been no action in the past few days. Could something be brewing?

Unfortunately, he is now powerless and has no influence. He wants to borrow strength, but has nowhere to borrow it.

After all, he had only been in this world for about ten days, and he had almost no connections.

"Mom, I'm going to the county tomorrow to meet up with my classmates. I'm relying on you for things back home!"

After dinner, Zhao Wenhao decided to go see his friend Yan Bin tomorrow. Only Yan Bin's father, Yan Cheng, could exert some control over Ma Yaoming.

"Go ahead, there will definitely be no problem on my side. They will definitely be happy to do something that can make everyone money." Wei Chunlan patted her chest and made a guarantee, which was a rare gesture.

Zhao Wenhao nodded and reminded, "Don't forget to inform Zhao Jianmin and Zhao Yuanchao's family about this. Without their help, how could we have raised so much money for our family's affairs?"

After saying this, Zhao Wenhao couldn't help but look at Zhao Aiguo who was standing aside with a calm and composed look.

Zhao Aiguo felt guilty and pretended to cough, "I'm going to go out for a walk to help digest the food."

Without waiting for Zhao Wenhao to speak, he hurriedly walked out of the main room and ran into the darkness.

"Pfft..."

Seeing his once arrogant father like this, Zhao Wenjing couldn't help but laugh out loud. Finally, someone could control him, otherwise this family might have been destroyed by him.

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The next morning, after breakfast, Zhao Wenhao set off directly for the county town.

At this moment, Wei Chunlan also released the news.

These words immediately caused a stir in Zhaojia Island.

Some people didn't quite believe it, after all, they knew very well what Zhao Aiguo's situation was.

Some people have secretly started to go out and go to other villages to collect honeysuckle, because just yesterday, these people have received the previously agreed 7.2 yuan per kilogram.

Now that the price has risen to 8 yuan per kilogram, they are of course overjoyed and can't wait to go to other villages, fearing that if they are too late, others will get there first.

Of course, Zhao Wenhao didn't know all of this. At this time, he had already arrived at Yan Bin's home in the county town.

"Fatty Yan, is Fatty Yan here?" Zhao Wenhao shouted at the top of his voice downstairs.

At this time, there should be no one else at Yan Bin's house, as they all went to work.

"Damn rat, it's you! Come up quickly."

The window opened, and a chubby white head stuck out of the window, waving happily at Zhao Wenhao.

"Thump, thump, thump..." Zhao Wenhao took two steps at a time and rushed up quickly.

At this time, Yan Bin was opening the door, waiting for his arrival.

"Fatty, I haven't seen you for a few days. Why do you look a lot fatter?" Zhao Wenhao lightly punched Yan Bin's chubby belly.

Yan Bin cooperated very well and pretended to be in unbearable pain, about to collapse to the ground, "You, you, you actually tried to kill me..."

"Binbin, what are you doing? Let someone in." A voice came from inside the house, and at the same time, a man walked out. It was Yan Cheng. "Wenhao is here. Come in and sit down."

Zhao Wenhao really didn't expect that Yan Cheng was at home. Shouldn't he be in town at this time?

But this was not the time to think too much, so he quickly stepped forward and said, "Hello, Uncle Yan, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were home, and Yan Bin and I were just joking."

Of course Yan Cheng heard Zhao Wenhao call his son "Fatty". He also knew that it was a joke between young people and naturally did not take it seriously.

Moreover, he knew that his son had always had a low self-esteem due to his short and fat body. Therefore, he had very few friends, and apart from Zhao Wenhao, it seemed that no one had ever visited him.

"Wenhao, don't be polite, just treat it like your own home." Yan Cheng smiled and welcomed Zhao Wenhao in. "I happened to be in the county on business yesterday, so I didn't go back to town today. I planned to go there this afternoon. It's just right that you're here. Let's have lunch here at noon."

Zhao Wenhao was about to refuse when Yan Bin grabbed his arm around his neck and said, "It's a deal. Let my dad treat us to a nice meal at noon. You belong to me all day today. Don't refuse."

Seeing the two children playing around, Yan Cheng became even happier. He even took the initiative to go to the kitchen to get some fruit, cut up a watermelon, and brought it over for Zhao Wenhao to taste.

"You stupid rat, what have you been busy with at home these days? Why don't you come to see me?" Yan Bin asked while chewing a watermelon, his mouth covered with watermelon juice.

After all, the other family's parents are there, so Zhao Wenhao naturally can't be as casual as Yan Bin is at his own home.

"I'm busy with some small business, dealing in honeysuckle. You know my family's situation. If I don't take this opportunity to make some money, I don't know when I can pay off all the foreign debts."

Of course, Zhao Wenhao said this intentionally.

The purpose of his visit this time was to seek Yan Cheng's help. He originally planned to convey the message through Yan Bin, after all, he and Yan Cheng were not very familiar with each other.

But now Yan Cheng happened to be at home, and he thought it would be better to take the initiative.