Seeing Ren Xiaosu thinking, Ma Youjin thought that he had already suppressed Ren Xiaosu, so he laughed happily and said, "So if your little brother has any business in the future, even if you can cooperate with us, as long as there is a business that is not illegal in this barrier No. 144, we can do it."

Ren Xiaosu said curiously: "Don't you do something illegal?"

"Of course," Ma Youjin immediately became serious: "Our company's profits may be lower, but we must not do anything that has a bad reputation. Whoever does this will get out of here."

"Why?" Ren Xiaosu said curiously.

"You don't know. My boss didn't know where to get a batch of fake and shoddy lipsticks. He said that this lipstick has high profits, but he was fired after he was discovered by Uncle Fugui," said Ma Youjin: "Uncle Fugui said that our behavior and doing things not only represents ourselves, but also represents the face of the person above."

Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment: "Who is above? Who?"

"It seems you really don't know," Ma Youjin lowered his voice and said, "Do you see if there is a word of millet in our company's name?"

"Yes, there is," Ren Xiaosu suddenly realized.

"Then see if our young marshal in the northwest is Ren Xiaosu?" Ma Youjin said mysteriously: "Actually, before the young marshal became the young marshal, Uncle Fugui worked hard with him, so they are very close people. These businesses are actually the young marshal's own business."

Ren Xiaosu had a strange expression: "Does the whole Northwest know about this?"

"Of course I know," said Ma Youjin, "So Uncle Fugui said that even if you don't make money, you can't embarrass the young man and delay his future in the northwest. If anyone slanders the young man, then get out as soon as possible, Yun Su won't keep such a person!"

Now that Wang Fugui is doing business so big, on the one hand, his own management ability is indeed solid, and on the other hand, it is because the whole Northwest knows the relationship between Wang Fugui and Ren Xiaosu, and anyone gives the green light to do anything.

Wang Fugui himself is also responsible and never does anything that makes everyone worry, so outsiders can't find any fault.

Ma Youjin whispered: "It is said that the young marshal will be back to the northwest soon. At that time, we Yunsu will only become bigger and stronger and create glory forever!"

Ren Xiaosu felt a little amused. Although he liked to hear others say good things about him, Ma Youjin said so seriously in front of him, which made him a little awkward.

Ma Youjin said, "By the way, I haven't asked what the little brother's name is yet?"

"Oh," Ren Xiaosu replied: "My name is Lu Xiaomi."

"It sounds like I'm quite destined to be with my young marshal," Ma Youjin laughed happily, "I don't know what business my little brother is doing. Do I want me to introduce Uncle Fugui to you to talk about it?"

"No, no," Ren Xiaosu smiled and waved his hands repeatedly. He was just accompanying Yang Xiaojin to enjoy the tranquility. Wang Fugui had no urgent matters, so he was not in a hurry to see him.

Moreover, even if he really wants to meet Wang Fugui, he doesn’t need to introduce others. He just needs to meet him.

"What?" Ma Youjin asked in confusion: "Didn't the little brother come to the northwest to do business?"

"Yun Su can't do the business I do," Ren Xiaosu said with a frown and said, "I can't stand it."

Ma Youjin suddenly realized: "You said it earlier. Although I, Yunsu, don't do such a business, our brothers' company does it."

Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment: "Brother's company? Who opened it?"

"It's the company, but it's actually the black market outside the barrier No. 144," Ma Youjin's voice lowered at this time: "Although everyone knows this black market, they actually don't want to put it on the table. Everything there is sold, arms, antibiotics, fur, antiques, and caravans from the grassland are all trading directly there."

"Then what does this black market have to do with you Yun Su?" Ren Xiaosu asked, and as he said, he picked up the water cup and drank a sip of water.

Ma Youjin explained to him: "You don't know, the black market manager is Zhou Yingxue, and she has eight King Kongs under her command..."

"Puff," Ren Xiaosu spit out a sip of water.

Ma Youjin continued, "Didn't you read the booklet recently? It's very famous. This Zhou Yingxue is the maid of my young man. She has eight young men in coated armor, each of which is extremely brave and no one dares to provoke. But don't be afraid, the order in the black market is very good, and no one dares to cause trouble there."

Ren Xiaosu wiped his mouth: "How is Yingxue's reputation this week?"

"It's pretty good. It's fair, but the handling fee charged in the black market is a bit high. Everyone says she's too greedy for money," Ma Youjin explained: "But this is the only black market in the northwest, and some transactions can only be carried out there. But think about it, she is the young man's maid, which means she has an official background. You don't have to be afraid of anything. As long as you honestly pay the handling fee, someone will help you settle the matter."

Ren Xiaosuxin said no wonder that Zhou Yingxue and the Eight Great King Kongs were directly written in the pamphlet, which sounded like a nickname in the underground world.

As a result, they are really the person who is talking about the Northwest Underworld...

I had asked Zhou Yingxue before if he had acted as a hero in the northwest under his own banner.

Now it seems that the eldest maid's answer at that time was a little guilty.

Ren Xiaosu smiled at Ma Youjin and said, "Thank you brother for introducing me. I will go to the black market if I have time."

"Okay," said Ma Youjin: "It will work if you get to the black market and get our Yunsu's business card. Don't worry, they know you are recommended by Yunsu and will definitely treat you well."

In fact, what Ma Youjin didn't say is that if Ren Xiaosu took his business card and once there was a transaction, then Ma Youjin's commission would be given to the handling fee.

Not to mention anything else, Zhou Yingxue has worked hard to build this black market.

After the landlord and agent left, Ren Xiaosu walked towards the backyard. At this time, Yang Xiaojin was leaning against a peach tree and said, "The old man just told me that if the peaches are delicious, he had to prune the branches and leaves frequently. She touched the peach tree and looked reluctant to leave, and she seemed to have feelings for the peach tree."

"How many years have they lived here?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"23 years," Yang Xiaojin smiled: "She said that when Zong was still alive, the people were afraid. Now that the Northwest Army has taken over, everything is fine."

Yang Xiaojin continued to say to herself: "Since my parents left, I have no sense of home in Yang. At that time, my aunt took me out for training. Sometimes she lived in barriers, sometimes in the wilderness, but she didn't feel like she was going home wherever she went. Now I don't know what happened when I arrived in the northwest, it was like I was going home."

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Chapter completed!