"Don't worry, it's nothing." Lin Chuan smiled at Tang Yumeng.

Although she knew that Lin Chuan was exceptionally good at fighting, she couldn't help but worry upon seeing so many people coming at them, each holding a very sharp knife. Lin Chuan's mouth curled up into a strange smile as he said to the blond punk, "So, who sent you?"

"Kid, did you really think this woman is for you to touch?" The leader with the blonde hair flicked his cigarette and played with the steel knife in his hand.

Lin Chuan glanced at Tang Yumeng and smiled, "So, Bai Yifan sent you?"

"I don't know any Bai Yifan or Hei Yifan," the blond punk huffed dismissively and then said, "I'm telling you, you'd better disappear from this woman's side quickly, or else don't blame us bros for not being polite."

"And what if I don't disappear?" Lin Chuan asked with a smile.

"Fuck, you bastard." The blond punk glared at Lin Chuan, cursing loudly: "I think you're asking for death. Are you tired of living, needing me to tighten your skin and flesh for you?"

"Great." Lin Chuan smiled and said, "My skin has been a bit itchy lately, maybe you could scratch it for me?"

"Fuck!" The blond punk couldn't swallow his anger and lost his temper on the spot.

Swinging his steel knife, he viciously chopped at Lin Chuan. The knife flashed a cold gleam in the air, and in just a moment, it ferociously headed straight for Lin Chuan. Lin Chuan leaned back slightly, and the steel knife grazed past the tip of his nose.

Tang Yumeng was so scared that she was slack-jawed. From her angle, it looked like the knife almost sliced off Lin Chuan's nose.

Thump...

As the knife passed, Lin Chuan swung his right foot. His sole harshly kicked into the blond punk's abdomen.

Gurgle...

The blond punk suddenly spat out a mouthful of gastric juice, nearly vomiting out all the undigested food from last night. He staggered back several meters. That kick almost made him feel as if his internal organs had shifted, even causing a stomach spasm.

"Big brother, are you okay?" Several henchmen rushed over anxiously.

"I...I'm fine." The blond punk quickly wiped the residual vomit from the corner of his mouth and then said, "Hurry up and go, don't let this kid get away."

Rustle rustle rustle...

Over ten people cautiously surrounded Lin Chuan. This guy was formidable, so the gang approached him very carefully. Although they had knives, their skills were not up to par. Having knives was useless without the skills.

"Bros, let's do this together," said a man in a black T-shirt.

"Okay." A group of people immediately closed in.

At that moment, several machetes simultaneously chopped down towards Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan snorted coldly, leapt into the air, and kicked toward the attackers' heads like raindrops.

Smack smack smack smack...

A series of ferocious kicks sent the several dozen henchmen flying.

The assault of over ten people didn't phase Lin Chuan; instead, it resulted in a painful lesson for them. Over ten people lay on the ground, moaning in pain. The scene was incredibly shocking. Lin Chuan stood amidst the group, sneered, and said, "Now, tell me who sent you."

The blond punk turned to run, but Lin Chuan dashed toward him in a few strides, grabbing his hair with one hand and brutally yanking him back.

"Ah...I'll tell you, I'll tell you!" The blond punk shouted hurriedly: "It's...it's him!"

As he spoke, the blond punk pointed towards a distant, illuminated Mercedes-Benz.

Lin Chuan looked up to see a nervous face belonging to Song Hao. Before Lin Chuan could react, the other party immediately drove off at full speed. Lin Chuan sneered, "So it was him!"

"Yes, yes, it's him," the blond punk hurriedly said.

"Damn bastard!" Lin Chuan flung his hand heavily.

Thump...

The blond punk's forehead smashed into the ground, immediately swelling into a lump. Holding his forehead, he was in so much pain that he could barely open his mouth.

"Now scram!" Lin Chuan bellowed.

"Yes, yes!" The blond punk ran off, holding his forehead, followed quickly by over ten similarly pained-looking underlings.

Lin Chuan was seething with anger.

"What's wrong?" Tang Yumeng asked, puzzled.

"It's nothing." Lin Chuan shook his head, said: "It's Song Hao causing trouble behind my back. That son of a bitch."

"Song Hao is Song Ming's son, he's been a spoiled brat since childhood. It's understandable that he'd want to go after you," Tang Yumeng laughed.

"Just with this pretty boy?" Lin Chuan scornfully laughed: "He's not even qualified to compete with me."

"Alright, we should get back," Tang Yumeng laughed: "Forget the unpleasant things today, remember all the pleasant things. Life should be lived that simply."

"You're really open-minded," Lin Chuan laughed.

Suddenly, Tang Yumeng turned back to look at Lin Chuan, a mischievous gleam in her eyes. She suddenly leaned in and kissed Lin Chuan on the cheek, then asked with a blushing face: "How about that? Happy?"

"Happy, really happy," Lin Chuan hurriedly nodded.

After bringing Tang Yumeng to the City Committee building, Lin Chuan couldn't help but embrace her in a passionate kiss. Unfortunately, while he could kiss and touch this beauty, he couldn't take it any further. Whenever things got crucial, Tang Yumeng would always push Lin Chuan away.

"Enough," Tang Yumeng softly said: "Lin Chuan, we... need to show some restraint."

"Why?" Lin Chuan panted heavily, half of Tang Yumeng's clothes already stripped by him, her bra undone too, and her proud chest was alluring and tempting under the faint light. Lin Chuan couldn't contain the flames burning inside him, he gritted his teeth: "Sis, I'm losing control."

"You must learn to control yourself," Tang Yumeng seriously said: "The Lin Chuan I know is a great man who knows when to stretch and when to contract. I believe your reason won't be overcome by your desires. They shouldn't cloud your judgment either."

"I..." Lin Chuan was somewhat frustrated, it had come to this point and he still had to control himself. A few more times like this and he was worried he might even become impotent.

Tang Yumeng smiled and dressed herself neatly, then embraced and kissed Lin Chuan goodbye.

Watching Tang Yumeng get out of the car and go upstairs, Lin Chuan finally calmed down.

"Ah, the little brother is barely holding on," Lin Chuan looked down at his deflated trousers and couldn't resist lightly fiddling with himself.

..........

The transport market, business is booming.

This year, housing prices soared like rockets, real estate developers were crazily developing properties everywhere, eagerly buying up land, demolishing old houses, and building new ones. Across the country, almost the entire nation's efforts were fixated on building houses. The houses sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain. Tall cranes stood amongst the dense city buildings as if they were the giant arms of titans, busily contributing to the city's expansion.

With the real estate business booming, the demand for sand and cement naturally exceeded supply.

Almost every day, sand and cement dealers line up at the transportation market to load their materials. The bustling scene keeps Zhou Kai and the others cheerful every day.

Zhou Rui, as the general manager of Feixiang Company, not only takes care of the personnel adjustments but is also responsible for the financial work of the company. Come June, work becomes unusually busy. Before, the transport market was less active and a day's work could be completed in just two hours, but now it's different. Now the daily sales volume is several or even dozens of times higher. The data from Haiqing Pool also shows an upward trend. With an added car repair plant, the financial work also requires Zhou Rui's attention. She has multiple roles to manage.

Though Aunt Hong completes the day-to-day management tasks at the transport market, the final consolidation is still thrown onto Zhou Rui.

With Zhou Rui's capabilities, she used to work at most two hours a day, but now? At least eight hours a day, maybe even longer.

Just for sand and cement, the transport market's daily sales could reach hundreds of thousands or even millions. With a gross profit margin of ten percent, it means that just these two businesses can bring Feixiang Transport Company a daily income of several tens of thousands or even over a hundred thousand. This truly surprised Zhou Rui.

With the transport market thriving, Long Wu watched with eagerness in his heart.

This used to be his territory, but now it had been snatched away by the people from Feixiang Company. How could he not hold a grudge? Almost everyday he'd grumble about it, especially seeing the current booming business at the transport market, he regretted not having such times before.

"Ah, my place, now is the perfect time to make a fortune," Long Wu lamented with a string of jade in his hand, yet his face was filled with sighs.

"Big brother, we have to find a way to take it back," a brother beside him spoke up urgently.

"I want to as well," Long Wu said with agitation: "The transport market is making at least tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands a day. With the housing prices being so high this year, everyone in the country is speculating on houses, making the transport market's business hot. Why didn't I encounter such times back then?"

"Big brother, housing prices are climbing steadily this year," a brother beside him laughed: "The price of your place in Shangpin Garden has risen to thirteen thousand per square meter. It's been less than a year and you've already made hundreds of thousands."

"That's nothing," Long Wu waved his hand: "Considering the current situation of the transport market, making tens of thousands a day is nothing special."

"How about... we find a way to take the transport market back?" the little brother furrowed his brow and said.

"Easy to say but hard to do," Long Wu revealed a bitter smile: "I should never have let go of the transport market in the first place. Damn it."

"Big brother, it's too late for regrets now," the little brother said with a bitter smile.

"Yes!" Long Wu sighed deeply: "Survival of the fittest, it has always been like this in the world."

"Looks like we must find a way to take back the transport market," the other brothers hurriedly spoke up: "Big brother, just give the order. We'll fight them, even if it costs us our lives, we will reclaim the transport market for you."

"My brothers, your words are enough for me," Long Wu clenched his teeth: "I will definitely take back what's mine, the transport market."

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