Chapter 228: Father and Son

After 2 AM, Yu Mingyuan returned home reeking of alcohol, and as soon as he turned on the lights saw Su Tianyu lying on the sofa watching a movie.

"Still not asleep?" Yu Mingyuan asked somewhat surprised.

"How could I sleep when you hadn't come back?" Su Tianyu immediately sat up asking: "How did it go with that burly woman?"

Yu Mingyuan sat down beside Su Tianyu smiling, reaching out to touch his hairy thigh saying: "What's this, jealous?"

"Take your fucking hand away, you're giving me goosebumps," Su Tianyu shuddered. "Stop messing around - waited half the night for you, quickly talk business."

Yu Mingyuan took out his cigarette pack and lit one, saying with a slight smile: "Today's harvest was great, I talked a lot with Xiaorou..."

"Fuck, you call that build Xiaorou?" Su Tianyu interjected helplessly.

"What can I do, that's her name - Wen Xiaorou," Yu Mingyuan said smoking, continuing: "Actually when the No. 1 order came down, the garrison side was also very uncomfortable."

"Because they used to sell quite a bit of private goods to units like the Chi Army, independence forces, and official army, right?" Su Tianyu replied, immediately understanding.

"Right, but now with the No. 1 order issued, the garrison side doesn't dare sell anymore," Yu Mingyuan nodded. "Before, their troops would report military equipment loss forms every three to five months, the military factories would produce extra, piecing things together here and there, and everything would be sold to the south afterward. But now with the order coming down, they don't dare do it anymore. This loss isn't small - everyone was used to making extra money, so suddenly having their throats cut off, nobody can accept it easily. So Xiaorou told me the garrison's upper levels are also looking for countermeasures recently."

"That's good news then - they might cooperate with You Yifan!"

"Yes, I tentatively mentioned this matter to Xiaorou today - she wasn't resistant," Yu Mingyuan said softly. "These days, I'll arrange to talk with her father, then have Xiaorou help influence things on the side - I feel this matter is about right."

"Can Xiaorou talk to her father about work?" Su Tianyu asked somewhat curiously.

"What do you think? Xiaorou is also a proper military academy graduate - though not as good as your school, she's still highly educated talent. She works at the garrison command now - her father really approves of her," Yu Mingyuan explained softly.

Hearing this, Su Tianyu felt much better: "Then you really did have quite a harvest tonight!"

"Mm, didn't drink that wine for nothing."

"Hey, so after drinking, you just ended it? Didn't... didn't practice some offense and defense?"

"Fuck, she was on her period - brother dodged a bullet," Yu Mingyuan tilted his head, revealing the hickeys on his neck. "But she was pretty drunk too - we got pretty intense in the car. Look what she bit me with - I almost called the police at the time...!"

Su Tianyu looked at the hickeys on Yu Mingyuan's neck, nodding repeatedly: "Done quite well."

"Fuck, she can really drink - a bottle of red wine and no reaction, I fucking threw up three times in the bathroom," Yu Mingyuan said standing up. "Let's go to sleep quickly - I need to recover my body and neck..."

"Sleep together? I can trouble myself to make your other side purple too."

"Get lost, idiot!"

After chatting briefly, they each went back to their rooms to sleep.

......

Around 11:30 AM the next day, Earth House Street, the poorest area in Zha'nan District, suddenly had many new faces, with many small hotels and boarding houses all full.

This was because large numbers of returning laborers had no place to stay temporarily, so they chose the most economical, cheapest places to stay temporarily.

On the bustling streets, many housing agencies were also packed - people renting houses, looking at shops, making things very lively.

On the south side of the street, Xiao Yucheng led his six or seven year old son, just getting down from a porter's car.

"Dad... I'm a bit hungry," his son was fair and clean, not tall, thin, with a mask on his small face.

Xiao Yucheng turned to look around: "Too many people here, restaurants all have germy environments - let's buy two meat pies for you to eat first, then I'll cook for you when we get home."

"Okay," his son held his father's big hand, nodding obediently.

The father and son walked to a snack stall entrance, where Xiao Yucheng called out to the owner: "Give me two beef meat pies."

"Want lamb offal soup?"

"No need, just two pies," Xiao Yucheng saw many people at the snack stall entrance, so specifically pulled his masked son to the side, avoiding the coming and going customers.

The little boy was quiet and seemed somewhat shy in personality, blinking his big eyes to look around curiously. He was born in Xinaluo and had never been to Dragon City, had never seen so many complete tall buildings and houses.

While waiting for the meat pies, Xiao Yucheng's phone rang. He stood outside and pressed answer: "Hello, what is it, Brother Wang?"

"Have you gone back?"

"Ah, I'm already in Dragon City."

"Have something urgent to tell you!" the other said very quickly. "I've just contacted a new batch of goods - very large quantity, has grain, medicine, and newly made military uniforms. But with No. 1 order coming down, now all suppliers fucking want full payment or won't release goods. I don't have enough money now - hey, why don't you invest a share, let's secure the goods first, I'll find people to take it to Kasalo, can sell within three to five days. Later split the profits half-half between us, okay?"

Before the No. 1 order came down, these laborers living off border trade had received some advance word, especially those like Xiao Yucheng with good Chi Army connections - they knew the general situation half a month in advance, so some had already sold off their stockpiled goods.

After hearing the other's words, Xiao Yucheng immediately replied: "Forget it - the order's already down, I won't do it anymore. If caught in the act, it would be very troublesome."

"Fuck, they're stockpiling goods at three times, four times the price over there now. The order just came down - who the fuck is catching anyone?! This one job equals half a year of your previous work," the other persuaded again. "Partner with me to do one round?"

"No, I really won't do it anymore."

"Ah, fine then, I'll ask someone else."

"Alright."

After chatting briefly, they ended the call. Xiao Yucheng turned back to look at his child, grinning: "Wait a bit longer, almost ready."

As father and son continued waiting, two men in their thirties walked over from nearby, one with a cigarette in his mouth and an obvious scar on his left face.

"Brother, back from the south?" the scarred man actively struck up conversation, asking Xiao Yucheng.

Xiao Yucheng turned around: "Yes, what is it?"

"Which batch of laborers? Have household registration?" the other asked.

"What is it?" Xiao Yucheng replied cautiously.

The other glanced around and discreetly took out a business card from his pocket: "I handle household registration applications. If you don't have Dragon City registration, you can find me. Thirty thousand yuan, same-day processing, citizenship within a week."

Xiao Yucheng looked at him somewhat incredulously: "When we left originally, we all had citizenship procedures pending. Now being recalled, according to the previous employment contract, we should get citizenship immediately."

"If it were that easy to handle, could I still do this business?!" the other replied sarcastically. "The leaders who sent your batch out are long gone who knows where - now it's one team one order, how could citizenship be so easy? Look how many unregistered people are at the docks - even with associations they can't solve it, let alone you all."

"I won't do it," Xiao Yucheng waved his hand directly.

"Keep the card - call if needed," the other stuffed the card to Xiao Yucheng before turning to leave.

Xiao Yucheng looked at them dubiously, seeing they only talked to laborers, and couldn't help feeling some anxiety in his heart.

After a while, the meat pies were ready. Xiao Yucheng left with his son and called several friends to ask about the registration matter. They almost unanimously said this matter... wouldn't be easy.

......

Two days later.

Yu Mingyuan felt things had fermented enough and took Su Tianyu to meet Wen Xiaorou's father Wen Zhanbo.

At the same time, at the Chi Army base, Zhao Weihu sat in the conference room telling logistics unit cadres with a grave expression: "Now collect however much goods there are, stockpile without limit! I've already talked with the official army - if money's not enough, they'll supplement us."