Yang Zixin felt a touch of helplessness, unsure why Yang Shiwen was acting this way, but since Yang Shiwen had made the decision, he naturally couldn't say much.
"Boss Yang, we've known each other for a while. Consider this helping me out," Boss Xia pleaded. "As long as you sign this contract, I'll never trouble you again!"
"Boss Xia, your company's orders are always plentiful. Why the urgency today?" Yang Shiwen asked directly.
"This..."
Boss Xia didn't know how to respond. He kept glancing at Lu Fan, unsure of what to do. He assumed these people didn't know Lu Fan's identity, and Lu Fan didn't want them to know, otherwise Yang Shiwen would have been suspicious.
"Boss Yang, to be honest! My Xia family has a huge project that requires substantial capital," Boss Xia stated frankly. "So, almost all the contract factories in Chuzhou will be undertaking the task. I came here personally to show my sincerity!"
"I see!"
Yang Shiwen nodded slightly, but he remained somewhat unconvinced. After all, he was an old fox who could see through things, and this matter was not as simple as it appeared.
"Since Boss Xia is so sincere, let's sign the contract," Yang Zixin interjected.
Yang Shiwen nodded and didn't object. At this point, it would have been inappropriate not to sign.
After the contract was signed, Boss Xia nodded with satisfaction and sent people to deliver gifts. "There was some offense last night. I hope Miss Yang can overlook it. These are just small tokens of my appreciation."
"This contract is already beneficial to the Yang family. Boss Xia bringing so many gifts is perhaps not appropriate," Yang Shiwen said with a smile. "Perhaps you should take them back!"
"I brought them specifically to apologize to Miss Yang. I hope Miss Yang can forgive me," Boss Xia said solemnly. "If Miss Yang holds a grudge, I will feel uneasy!"
"Boss Xia is overthinking. I didn't take last night's events to heart," Yang Zixin waved her hand. "You don't need to do this."
"In that case, thank you, Miss Yang," Boss Xia clasped his fists. "I have other matters to attend to, so I won't be staying any longer."
After speaking, Boss Xia left with his entourage, but it felt like a hasty retreat. Lu Fan's presence made him feel immense pressure, otherwise he wouldn't have been so cautious.
After he left, Yang Zixin looked at Lu Fan with surprise. "Xiao Fan, why are Boss Xia's face bruised and swollen? Don't tell me it was your doing!"
"Sister Zixin, you think too highly of me," Lu Fan said with a wry smile. "If I had that kind of ability, how could I be homeless? Besides, if I had really beaten him, would he have let me off so easily?"
"That's true!" Yang Zixin nodded. "But what happened to his face?"
Actually, Yang Zixin was just guessing, perhaps with a hint of hope, as Lu Fan had confidently stated yesterday that the contract would definitely be signed.
"What does this have to do with Xiao Fan?" Yang Shiwen waved his hand. "I don't think it's that simple!"
"Whether it's simple or not, as long as we have the orders, that's what matters," Yang Zixin said with a smile. "This way, our Yang family can grow bigger and stronger."
Yang Shiwen nodded slightly and didn't say anything more. As Yang Zixin had said, what they needed most now were orders. If they could secure long-term contracts, it would undoubtedly be crucial for their growth.
"Boss Xia is really willing to spend money!" Yang Zixin exclaimed, looking at the expensive gifts.
"That's normal. He's asking you to sign a contract, so giving some gifts is only natural," Lu Fan shrugged, appearing calm.
Yang Shiwen chuckled. Lu Fan didn't understand. For orders like this, countless contract factories would be vying to sign them. Boss Xia's agreement was already a rare occurrence, let alone his personal visit.
However, Yang Shiwen was unaware that Lu Fan was judging the matter based on his own senses. He had made it clear last night that if apologies were not made, the Xia family of Chuzhou would cease to exist, and Lu Fan was not just saying it.
After a day's work at the factory, everyone returned home. Yang Shiwen bought a few pounds of beef and a couple of bottles of good wine and headed home. Having secured a large order today, their livelihoods would no longer be a worry, and their spirits were naturally lifted. Seeing Yang Shiwen so happy, Lu Fan also secretly resolved to help the Yang family rise. Lu Fan knew very well that if he revealed his identity and offered something to the Yang family, Yang Shiwen would definitely refuse. It was better to assist them secretly.
In a Chuzhou apartment, Lin Xiuhua had prepared dishes and was waiting for everyone to return home, in good spirits. She had won some money playing mahjong today, so the dishes were a bit more elaborate.
At the same time, on a street in Chuzhou, Hu Dongfeng sat in a car. A man approached him. "Young Master, I've inquired, and that person lives in the Chuzhou Apartment!"
"Chuzhou Apartment?" Hu Dongfeng smiled. "Then this matter will be even easier. In the entire Chuzhou region, that's a civilian area. As long as enough money is offered, he shouldn't refuse."
"The Hu family personally extending an invitation, there seems to be no reason to decline," the man said with a smile.
"Let's go to Chuzhou Apartment!" Hu Dongfeng nodded, his expression becoming even more indifferent. To cure his grandmother's illness, he wouldn't hold back, even if it meant visiting in person.
Meanwhile, at the Chuzhou Apartment, Lu Fan and the others returned home. Lin Xiuhua glanced at Lu Fan and said grumpily, "With an extra mouth at home for no reason, household expenses have increased!"
"Mom, what are you saying?" Yang Zixin glared. "Xiao Fan has been a great help at the factory. Don't say that!"
"I know that lousy factory. It doesn't earn much. How can he help?" Lin Xiuhua retorted.
"Just shut up!" Yang Shiwen commanded. "You just keep chattering all day. The factory took a big order today, and there will be more people needed in the future. We'll be able to eat beef every meal from now on!"
"Really?" Lin Xiuhua looked surprised, gazing at the few pounds of beef on the table, and was still doubtful. She knew Yang Shiwen's character well; he wouldn't normally spend so lavishly.
"Of course it's true. Would I lie to you?" Yang Shiwen glared. "Hurry up and eat! I'm already hungry!"
"Let's eat, let's eat," Lin Xiuhua said eagerly, looking forward to it. If the factory could take off, she would be able to hold her head high among her mahjong friends and wouldn't feel so dejected. After all, society was like this nowadays; the propensity for comparison was severe. Without some financial backing, one could only be looked down upon.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. Lin Xiuhua thought it was a mahjong friend and hurried to open it, but the person she saw was not someone she recognized.
"Is the Divine Doctor here?" Hu Dongfeng asked respectfully, appearing polite and courteous.
"Divine Doctor?" Lin Xiuhua was surprised. "Are you looking for the wrong place? We don't have a Divine Doctor here."