Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk about it later." Yang Yue tried hard to control his emotions. "What are your plans for the future? You're not really going to keep selling herbs, are you?"

"The herbal medicine business is okay. At least for now, I plan to stick with it this way." Seeing that Yang Yue was unwilling to accept his suggestion, Zhao Wenhao didn't care. "As for the future, let's accumulate funds first and then see what happens next."

"Then I'll wait for you, my old classmate, to become rich and then lead me down that path of prosperity!"

Yang Yue laughed, as if he had forgotten the sadness in his heart.

Zhao Wenhao didn't know what happened to Yang Yue, so he probably just continued chatting happily.

"Little girl, how much are you getting for this butterfly hairpin?"

A woman passing by stopped, glanced at the stall and asked casually.

"Auntie, this is one dollar. If you really like it, I can give you a discount." Yang Yue hurried over to greet the customer and glanced at Zhao Wenhao apologetically.

Zhao Wenhao waved his hand, unconcerned. "You go ahead and do your work. I have to go back too. I'll come see you another day when I'm free."

After saying that, he pushed his bicycle, got on it, and pedaled towards home.

Looking at Zhao Wenhao's receding back, Yang Yue did not try to keep him, but continued to be busy greeting the customers in front of him.

Along the way, Zhao Wenhao was also thinking about this question: Did he really intend to keep selling herbs?

It is definitely feasible to make a profit from the price difference by taking advantage of the information gap.

After all, the Minyang Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Distribution Center had only been open for a year, and many people from other provinces were unaware of this information. They were even less aware of the huge price difference.

But the truth will eventually come out. By then, someone in Ping'an County will surely follow Zhao Wenhao's lead, buying up herbs and selling them in Yangzhou.

When that time really comes, the price of herbal medicine in Ping'an County will inevitably rise, and there will definitely be some money to be made, but it will be almost impossible to make such a high profit.

Of course, if Zhao Wenhao is willing, he can also go to remote provinces to purchase, such as Shaanxi Province or Sichuan Province.

But after all, I am an unfamiliar place, and the social security nowadays is not very peaceful. If something really happens in a foreign place, I won’t be able to find anyone to help.

Therefore, Zhao Wenhao still wanted to develop around Huining Province and Minyang Province.

Especially in Huining Province, there are still some connections there that can be of help in the future.

Zhao Wenhao once again reviewed his experiences over the past few months in his mind, and then calculated the capital he currently had.

He was feeling rather complacent at first, but suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have much money. Even if he wanted to start a big business, he didn't have the capital.

As for the loan, forget it. Not everyone can get a loan from the bank.

Well, I'd better continue to work hard to make money and accumulate it slowly.

I've already withdrawn more than half of the 2 yuan in my savings account to build three houses. The remaining money, aside from some for living expenses, will continue to be invested in buying medicinal herbs.

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"Wenhao is back!" As soon as the bicycle arrived at the door, Wei Chunlan grabbed the front of the bicycle and said mysteriously, "Your father is at home, and Ma Yaoming really went to look for him."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wenhao was shocked. "Could he have really signed a letter of understanding with them?"

"Not yet, but from what he said, he has this idea, but it seems that they haven't reached an agreement on how much." Wei Chunlan said softly, "I can't persuade him, so you should go and talk to him. You're the only one he'd listen to."

Zhao Wenhao threw his bicycle away angrily, walked straight into the yard, and pulled Zhao Aiguo, who was chatting with someone, aside.

"What are you doing? Can't you see I'm busy?" Seeing his son's ugly face, especially in public, Zhao Aiguo couldn't bring himself to lose face and deliberately shouted loudly.

Zhao Wenhao didn't want to embarrass him in front of everyone, so he pulled him to a deserted place.

"Are you planning to reconcile with Ma Yaoming's family?"

"Who said that? I haven't agreed yet. I just said I'd think about it, and I haven't signed with Ma Yaoming yet."

Seeing Zhao Wenhao's face turn pale and his eyes reveal a cold light, Zhao Aiguo couldn't help but shudder.

Zhao Wenhao already knew Zhao Aiguo's character very well.

He knew that if he did not stop him, Zhao Aiguo would definitely sign, and there would be no doubt about it.

"Tell me, how much settlement did Ma Yaoming agree to give you?" Zhao Wenhao went straight to the point without any further ado.

"At first they said it was 3,000, then it was increased to 4,000, but I really didn't agree."

Zhao Aiguo continued stubbornly, "I think since the incident has already happened, it's impossible to salvage it. It would be more economical to get some money back."

"Our family needs a lot of money to build so many rooms at once, and then we need to buy furniture. I also consider our family's actual situation."

Zhao Wenhao waved his hand forcefully, stopping Zhao Aiguo from continuing. "You don't have to worry about the money. I have already made arrangements. I will never let my family be burdened with foreign debt.

As for the letter of understanding, I reiterate that it must not be signed.

If you really want to sign for a few thousand dollars, I can tell you solemnly that I will sever my father-son relationship with you, and then take my mother, sister, and younger sister with me to live alone, leaving you to die alone.

"You little beast, you actually threatened me, this is outrageous. I am your father, and I will be your father until I die. This cannot be changed." Zhao Aiguo was furious, and his face turned red all of a sudden.

Zhao Wenhao shouted coldly: "If you don't believe it, you can try it. I won't say much, you can decide for yourself. Do you want those few thousand dollars, or do you want this family?"

“I, I, I…” Zhao Aiguo was speechless for a moment.

He really wanted to sign the letter of understanding with Ma Yaoming, and he had even thought about it in his mind. If Ma Yaoming was willing to add another thousand yuan, he would nod in agreement.

But he didn't expect his son to be so determined and rejected his idea outright.

In his opinion, that was several thousand dollars. It was just to save Ma Hongzhi a few years in prison. What was the big deal? The money was in his hands.

Besides, he's the deputy mayor, and he can't do anything to change his position. If we can reconcile, that would be great.

Zhao Wenhao looked at Zhao Aiguo seriously, without giving in at all.

He knew very well that Zhao Aiguo was being naive. The hatred between the two families was already deeply rooted, and there was no possibility of compromise.

In this case, we must do our best to kill them with one blow and not give them any chance to turn things around.

How is it possible that Ma Hongzhi's sentence can be reduced by just a few thousand yuan?

Zhao Wenhao really doesn't care about this little bit of money.