"Blue Sky Apartnt" is one of the advanced apartnts under construction in Baiyun District. Qian Yongcai has always boasted that he is the contractor of this project, but in fact, he is only responsible for the landscaping work in that area, not a contractor at all, with only a dozen or so landscaping workers under him.
Xiao Xian’s last visit to Guiyang was a straight shuttle between the train station and the hospital. Fortunately, she knew the principle that "all roads lead to Ro" and that passersby saw that she was a fresh-faced young girl, so they were all easy to talk to.
After asking around a bit, Xiao Xian took a taxi straight to the "Blue Sky Apartnt." Despite this, she still wasted quite so ti, and by the ti she arrived, it was already dusk.
As for Qian Yongcai, who was facing a big trouble, he was still fuming and unaware that soone was coming to find him. He sat in a small restaurant not far from "Blue Sky Apartnt," venting his anger.
His young mistress had her fingers curved while filing her nails, seeing him with a fiercely stern face, she wisely kept quiet.
"It’s really a bunch of good-for-nothing losers. How could these well-maintained Wealth Trees just die? These were imported from abroad. If they die, where can I find another batch?" Qian Yongcai cursed. This landscaping project for the advanced apartnt was obtained through pulling strings and backdoor dealings.
Qian Yongcai was a bad guy, but his business acun wasn’t low. He took on this project with the intention of substituting so of the premium trees with lower-grade ones, and then selling them to various individuals to make a profit of hundreds of thousands.
Who would have known that the Taiwanese real estate tycoon who contracted the apartnt project was even shrewder than anyone? Let alone pulling a fast one, even if there was one tree less, he would jump up and down, cursing Qian Yongcai for days and nights, being extrely difficult.
"Forget getting upset. If it’s a big deal, just deduct those lazy workers’ wages. It’s their fault for planting the trees to death," the mistress blew on her nail file, satisfied with her manicured nails. She couldn’t care less about the lives of those dirty workers, as long as she could enjoy air conditioning and a good life.
"I don’t need you to tell that. Once these trees are planted, I’ll just walk away and let them go ask the Taiwanese for the money," taking workers’ blood and sweat money wasn’t new for Qian Yongcai. The key now was to get the full paynt for the landscaping from the Taiwanese. With the trees dead, it would be lucky if they didn’t deduct his money, let alone make a full paynt.
He already had a solution in mind. Just a few trees short? He would personally make a trip to Ge Village, where the mountains are full of trees. Dig up a few dozen, and no one would notice, and just match the numbers and it’s done.
"What about those sickly Wealth Trees?" Qian Yongcai’s mistress was worried.
"What else can be done? Wait until tonight when it gets dark and the workers are off. Slip the security guard so money and take them out to be burned." Qian Yongcai seed to rember sothing and pinched his mistress’s butt. "You eat and drink every day and don’t do any work, did you rember to call and report that old man in Guiyang, did you do it?"
"What do you an I don’t work? I’m working every day, am I not?" The mistress sweet-talked her way out, whispering a few words into Qian Yongcai’s ear.
"Good, well done, I want to see if the Zhu’s old man can walk out of the police station so easily this ti?" Qian Yongcai cheered up, called for a few bottles of beer, and drank rrily.
At after 7 o’clock in the evening, Qian Yongcai, arm around his mistress, staggered out of the restaurant. He was not drunk, still rembering to take out the dozens of nearly dead Wealth Trees from the apartnt. His mistress, disgusted with his sll of alcohol, went back to their rented house first.
Without anyone to support him, Qian Yongcai staggered every few steps and stopped. When he reached the Blue Sky Apartnt’s gate, his stomach churned with acid, and he vomited several tis, but nothing ca out.
He staggered into the apartnt, gave the security guard twenty yuan for smoking money, and entered the community.
He had intended to find a few workers to help, but he was usually too harsh and owed over a month’s salary, so he couldn’t muster any workers and had to rely on the aftereffect of a few drinks to start moving.
The newly planted Wealth Trees were only thirty to forty centiters tall, with leaves that had just sprung in the spring, now wilting. Ten years ago, most tree species in China were native, and importing foreign species on a large scale was not yet prevalent. These dozen or so Wealth Trees could be said to be worth a fortune.
With the weight of the flower pots filled with soil plus the weight of the trees themselves, after a few back and forth trips, Qian Yongcai was gasping for air, leaning on his waist and calling out in exhaustion. He wanted to take out a cigarette for a pick--up and reached for a matchbox. A flash of light, and he saw soone standing in front of him.
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