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Chapter Thirty-Nine: Finding Faults

The vast mountain tops, stacked green hills, and a few crows flying over in the distance seemed to hint at the inevitability of the dispute before us.

In the empty tea field, two people facing each other stared closely at each other, and the workers picking tea stopped what they were doing.

Lao Qiu's words lingered in the sky for a long time, and penetrated deeply into the hearts of everyone present.

Jiang Hao endured the soreness in his stomach and stood guard at the door of the warehouse, stopping Lao Qiu.

Lao Qiupi looked at Jiang Hao with a smile, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

What Lao Zhang said came to Jiang Hao's mind, and he felt a little relieved.

It seems that Lao Qiu was indeed encouraged by Boss Liu, otherwise he would not have become so angry with his previously shy character.

This guy is here to deliberately cause trouble.

Jiang Hao took a special look at the piles of goods in the warehouse and immediately made up his mind.

Lao Qiu met Jiang Hao's eyes, and there was a flash of erraticness in his eyes for a moment, fearing that Jiang Hao would see his guilty conscience.

Or in order to cover up the panic rising in his heart, Lao Qiu walked to the bamboo dustpan frame that had just been picked out and filled it with a basket full of tea leaves, reached out and grabbed some tea leaves and sniffed it a few times.

Jiang Hao thought Lao Qiu was just pretending, but the next second Lao Qiu kicked hard, knocking the entire basket to the ground and causing tea leaves to fall all over the floor.

Seeing that their hard work all morning was wasted, the tea-picking workers immediately stepped forward and pushed Lao Qiu.

Lao Qiu looked at them with contempt and philistine eyes as if he was a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

"You have the nerve to deliver this kind of goods? Bah!"

Lao Qiu's spit hit the face of the workers who came forward to seek justice, instantly arousing public outrage.

"I'll take it from my mouth and pounce on you! If I don't beat you today, you really don't know how to write grandson!"

The leader of the roar was Lao Chen, a senior member of the tea-picking team. He was a well-known character in the team with a very explosive temper. Even Lao Zhang would not offend him easily.

There are always hidden "four evil men" in the tea picking team, one is Zhang Wu, one is Lao Yu, one is Can Jiying, and the other is Lao Chen.

The situation suddenly became tense. Lao Chen went to the warehouse to grab a shovel, rolled up his sleeves, and pointed the shovel at Lao Qiu.

Such bullshit customers and shoddy goods are all fucking traps, ah! Lao Chen muttered in his heart.

Lao Qiu looked at the sharp and sharp shovel pointed directly at him, and Lao Chen looked like he wanted to eat him, and he instantly returned to the cowardly Lao Qiu.

Lao Chen moved forward slowly, the anger in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Come, come, who, who, who is afraid of whom!"

Lao Qiu stuttered a little when he spoke. Lao Chen's thin, dark face was full of wrinkles, and he was so serious that he wanted to eat Lao Qiu alive.

The shovel got closer to Lao Qiu. Lao Qiu looked at the tea leaves that he had kicked and broken on the ground, and then looked at the menacing young men in the distance. He instantly gave up.

"Lao Qiu, they will think you are a customer, but I, Lao Chen, don't recognize you and come to our territory to find trouble. You don't even ask who is in charge of this place!"

Seeing the crowd behind Lao Chen getting bigger and bigger, Lao Qiu suddenly understood why Lao Liu left even after he came last time.

Because this grandson is also a coward. Lao Qiu thought.

"Still not leaving! Do you want him to cripple you?"

Jiang Hao looked at Lao Qiu with fear in his eyes, so he added words of jealousy.
Chapter completed!
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