Chapter 130: Who Is Xu Fei?
“Xiao Lunzi, you’re here!”
Old An San waved cheerfully at Feng Lun.
“Master.”
Feng Lun smiled as he stepped forward.
“You’ve lost weight.”
Old An San touched his own face.
“Have I?”
Xu Fei nodded.
“A little.”
Old An San chuckled, “That’s good. Otherwise, I’d still be worried about my belly being too big—it sometimes makes driving difficult.”
“How’s Brother Zhang?”
Old An San glanced at Xu Fei.
“Any improvement?”
Xu Fei furrowed his brow slightly. The situation didn’t seem good.
“The doctor suggested transferring him back to Donghai Hospital. He said it’s a waste of money here; if he wakes up there, it’s still possible.”
Xu Fei thought for a moment.
“Let’s wait a bit longer. If there’s no change in a few more days, then…”
Xu Fei hesitated to finish the sentence.
He moved to the bedside and took Zhang Ze’s hand. The palm felt warmer than when he last held it.
“His hand’s still okay.”
Xu Fei glanced at Old An San.
“Mm, I’ve been massaging his hands, feet, chest, and back every day these past few days.”
“Thanks for your hard work, Third Brother.”
Old An San smiled wryly and waved it off.
“It’s nothing, but honestly, I hope my efforts aren’t in vain.”
He sighed softly.
“Third Brother, it’s all up to fate. I believe that good people like Lawyer Zhang Ze will be rewarded.”
Xu Fei said as he stood up.
“You eat first. Xiao Lun and I are going to check out some nearby grain stores. This time, I’ve bought thirty thousand jin of millet from Xiao Zhang Village.”
“That much?”
“I’m hoping to earn enough to cover our living expenses and treatment costs for a while.”
“That’s a good plan.”
After speaking, Xu Fei and Feng Lun left the ward.
Once inside the car,
“Xu Ge, it hasn’t been easy for you and my master this time!”
“Yeah, he’s alone. If we hadn’t stepped in, I’m afraid…”
Xu Fei trailed off, unwilling to say more.
He still admired Zhang Ze’s character. The injury happened because Zhang stood up for him against some thugs.
Seeing Xu Fei’s reluctance, Feng Lun didn’t press further.
“By the way, Xu Ge, should we ask Brother Liu at the breakfast shop about how many grain stores are nearby?”
Xu Fei nodded.
When they arrived at the breakfast shop,
Liu Erpang, dressed and ready, came out.
“Let’s go.”
“Brother Liu, what’s this about?”
“I’m leading the way. Without me, how would you find the grain stores? Let me tell you, in this provincial city, there’s no grain store unknown to me, Liu Erpang.”
Xu Fei didn’t hesitate after hearing this.
Feng Lun started the car, following Liu Erpang’s directions.
Soon, they arrived at the first grain store nearby.
Liu Erpang led Xu Fei inside.
“Director Sun…”
Liu Erpang was a regular here and well acquainted with the director.
Xu Fei glanced at the man who came out from behind the counter.
A man in his forties, wearing a Zhongshan suit, square-faced and rather stern-looking.
“Erpang, why are you so free?”
“I’m here…”
“Hey, just so you know, I’m out of millet.”
Liu Erpang laughed, “Director Sun, I’m not here to buy millet.”
“Oh? Not buying? Then selling me millet?”
Liu Erpang looked at Xu Fei and smiled, “Exactly. I’m here to sell you millet today.”
Director Sun was taken aback.
“How’s that?”
Xu Fei stepped forward.
“Hello, Director Sun, I’m Xu Fei.”
Liu Erpang nodded.
“Director Sun, this is my brother Xu Fei. I brought him here today to introduce a source of millet.”
Director Sun looked at Xu Fei.
“You’re not from around here?”
Xu Fei nodded.
“Erpang, explain what’s going on.”
Director Sun asked.
Liu Erpang pulled him outside the store. Once at the car,
Xu Fei climbed up and pulled back the tarp covering the cargo.
“Take a look.”
Liu Erpang pointed to the load.
Director Sun climbed onto the truck bed.
“This is… so much millet. How did you get it?”
Xu Fei smiled, “Thirty thousand jin here, Director Sun. That should last your grain store a while.”
Director Sun nodded with a smile.
“How much are you selling it for?”
Xu Fei held up three fingers.
“Thirty cents per jin?!”
Director Sun looked surprised.
“That’s right.”
Seeing Xu Fei’s nod, Director Sun looked puzzled.
“Why so low? At this time, you could raise the price. Even if you sold for fifty cents, we’d still keep it.”
Xu Fei shook his head.
“This price is already high. Let me put it this way—in my hometown, I’m in this business too. Though merchants seek profit first, I believe credit matters most.”
“Honesty in dealings!”
Director Sun looked at Xu Fei and nodded.
“Alright, I’ll take your millet. Name your price. As long as you say it, I’ll buy all thirty thousand jin.”
Xu Fei glanced at Liu Erpang.
“If Director Sun doesn’t make it difficult, I hope to sell it all to you.”
“Great!”
Director Sun smiled and shook Xu Fei’s hand.
“It’s a deal.”
Then he turned and went inside, calling over several staff members.
Within an hour, four young men emerged from the store, having unloaded all thirty thousand jin of millet.
Director Sun came out with the payment in hand.
“Here’s nine thousand yuan, Xu Fei. If you have more, remember to bring it next time.”
Xu Fei nodded.
Liu Erpang chatted a bit more with Director Sun before they left the grain store.
Feng Lun drove Xu Fei and Liu Erpang back to the hospital.
Xu Fei had planned to invite Feng Lun to eat before sending him back to Donghai, but Feng Lun had family waiting at home and insisted on leaving without a meal.
After dropping them off, he left.
Back at the hospital, Xu Fei told Old An San about the nine thousand yuan.
“That’s great. With this money, Lawyer Zhang’s treatment here in the provincial city can last longer.”
Xu Fei prepared to clean Zhang Ze.
“Who is Xu Fei?”
A nurse called from the doorway.
Xu Fei looked over.
“That’s me.”
“There’s someone outside asking for you.”
“Looking for me?”
Xu Fei glanced at Old An San.
“Go see who it is.”
Xu Fei nodded and stepped out, wondering who could be looking for him since he knew no one in the provincial city.
At the nurse’s station, he was surprised to see Lin Fang.
“What are you doing here?”
Xu Fei looked at Lin Fang, whose face bore fresh tear stains.
“Brother Xu.”
Upon seeing him, Lin Fang suddenly threw herself into his arms.