Reborn as the spoiled male wife of the mortal enemy

Chapter 149 The Man of the Hour, Marshal Li

The story that Mr. Sun from Fuyuanji lost everything in his business dealings with Mr. Li from Ancheng was spreading everywhere in Yangcheng.

Many people don’t believe it, so go to Fuyuanji and take a look.

Fuyuanji, which was once bustling with people, now has its doors closed and looks very desolate.

There was a sign hanging on the door offering high prices for raw silk, which showed that the rumors were true.

"Tsk tsk tsk, a century-old store is destroyed in an instant."

"Who is Marshal Li of Ancheng?"

"Yeah, I've never heard of this person."

"You don't know, Marshal Li is the bully of Ancheng! The rest... cannot be said, cannot be said." The person who spoke hesitated to speak.

"Tell me about it, tell me about it! He brought down the Sun family with just one contract. The story of such a powerful person must be very exciting."

"Yeah, brother, tell me."

The young man, surrounded by the crowd, looked embarrassed and stammered, "No, no, no... I can't say it! I... I... It's not that I don't want to say it... It's just..."

"But why?"

The young man lowered his voice and said, "I dare not say it, for fear of losing my life. Marshal Li is in Ancheng... He commands a large army and his word is always final. There is nothing he cannot get. Alright, alright... You can find out the details on your own."

After saying that, the young man ran away as if he was running for his life.

When everyone saw this, they understood about 70% of the situation.

Looking up at the three big words "Fuyuanji" on the golden signboard, I couldn't help but sigh.

After all, the arms couldn't twist the thighs.

A ruthless warlord...if he wants something, he will do whatever it takes to get it.

Qunfangyuan.

Private room on the second floor.

The room was filled with smoke, the sour smell of cigarettes and the rich smell of powder intertwined.

Marshal Li was lying on the couch with the delicate beauty in his arms, holding a pipe in his hand and smoking it with the help of a lamp carved with exquisite patterns.

"Marshal, now that the Second Master is willing to make friends with you, it is also a cause for celebration."

The man on the couch next to him was smoking like him.

"It's not time to congratulate yet! The Sheng family is now ruled by the eldest master. If the eldest master doesn't agree, it will be useless even if the second master is willing to cooperate with me." Li Baiwan said.

"This old man is too cautious." The man frowned.

"Hmph, you can be cautious. But just tell me straight out whether you will cooperate or not. Don't be like the Bai family, who pretend to be nice to me in public but try to trip me up behind my back!" Li Baiwan's eyes flashed with ferocity.

"Alas, speaking of the Bai family, they really went too far. If you don't want to cooperate, then don't cooperate. But how could you kill Hou Laoliu and Zheng Jiufu when you knew they were your men? The Bai family has always had the eldest son Bai in the spotlight. I didn't expect that the gentle and refined second son Bai would be so vicious." The man sighed.

Li Baiwan gritted his teeth and said, "I thought he was a wimp, but he turned out to be a wolf cub! He doesn't panic when faced with difficulties and can keep his composure. He's quick and accurate in his moves, and his mind is very flexible.

No wonder the Patriarch of the Bai Family always protected him like a treasure, letting Young Master Bai rush to the front when things happened. Such a shrewd person is more suitable to be the Patriarch than Young Master Bai. "

"Marshal, Master Feng is here." said the guard at the door.

Li Baiwan put down his pipe unhappily, pinched the chin of the beauty in his arms and kissed her.

"Let him in!"

The door opened and a middle-aged man wearing a melon-shaped hat, a blue gown and sparse hair came in.

"General, this is Manager Yang." Master Feng saluted.

"You've all come here. What happened?" Li Baiwan asked.

"Marshal, Mr. Sun from Fuyuanji has set up a table in front of the door with a sign hanging, offering to buy raw silk at a high price." Master Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

"Sun Changfu asked personally?" Li Baiwan raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Yes, not only did he beg in person, he also cried bitterly, saying that he was incompetent and felt sorry for the old customers who had supported Fuyuanji for so many years." said Master Feng.

Li Baiwan was amused when he heard this: "It seems he has really run out of ideas. This once prominent and sophisticated person has the audacity to set up a stage and perform in the street."

Yang Erlin put down his pipe, sat up, and said flatteringly, "General, your strategy of cutting off the firewood from under the cauldron was a good one! Fuyuanji was already at the end of its strength, and now that it has been defeated, it will never be able to rise again. The Sun family's property is already in your pocket!"

"Hahahaha, the Sun family's property... Mr. Sheng will definitely like this gift." Li Baiwan laughed.

Master Feng, however, was not so happy. His heart was pounding, and he frowned hesitantly, saying, "Marshal, there's suddenly a lot of gossip about you on the street... I suspect it's a conspiracy by Sun Changfu!"

"Oh? Tell me, what do they say about me?" Li Baiwan asked indifferently while hugging the beauty.

Master Feng didn't dare to repeat anything too harsh, and only picked out some that he could say: "They say that you won unfairly, that you deliberately set a trap to harm Boss Sun, or that you are bullying others by taking advantage of your power..."

Li Baiwan's smile remained unchanged after hearing this. He lay down and started smoking again: "When people see the miserable plight of the losers, they will more or less feel some sympathy. But in the end, they will definitely remember the name of the winner.

Isn't there enough gossip about me? A prominent figure wouldn't be a prominent figure if he didn't have some gossip. Let them say whatever they want. It would be best if everyone in Yangcheng knew that I, Li Baiwan, am not just a warrior, but a well-rounded man, skilled in both civil and military matters.

Li Baiwan felt very happy when he thought that his name had become famous in Yangcheng.

Yang Erlin flattered, "Sun Changfu, the owner of Fuyuanji, who comes from a family of merchants and has been in business for most of his life, actually fell to you, Marshal Li. This is truly astonishing!"

"Hahahaha..." Marshal Li laughed so hard that his mouth couldn't close. "Master Feng, stop being so suspicious. No matter how Sun Changfu schemes, he can't make anything. Even a good cook can't cook without rice.

I've already instructed Jin Yang to send more men to surround the front and back gates of the factory, guarding them day and night so not even a fly can get in. He wants raw silk? Dream on! Don't worry! In a few days, the Sun family's property will be mine.

You've been working hard these days. Go take a break next door, have a cigarette, and have a girl wait on you. The girls and cigarettes in Yangcheng are much fresher than those in Ancheng."

Having said that, Master Feng didn't want to say anything more. Although he still felt strange, he also thought that without raw silk, it would be useless for Sun Changfu to set up a stage to perform.

"Thank you, Marshal!"

After he said that, he happily went to the next room to enjoy himself.

Here, Marshal Li is still living a life of luxury in the land of pleasure.

The news has spread like wildfire in the streets and alleys of Yangcheng.

The storytellers and singers in the restaurant, as if they had made an appointment, were all talking about the "impending collapse of the century-old Fuyuanji".