Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 164 - 163: Being the Boss Isn’t for Everyone

Chapter 164: Chapter 163: Being the Boss Isn’t for Everyone

"Brother, Wang Mao and Wang Wei have been taken out. In prison, I only saw Old Man Niu who was involved in the kidnapping. He said that Wang Mao kidnapped Lin Nianhe for her supplies... Old Man Niu mentioned that Lin Nianhe’s parents are high-ranking officials in Beijing, and the people who actually came to rescue that night were stationed troops disguised in Public Security uniforms..."

"Brother, the brothers who went out to gather information have returned. These past few days, Lin Nianhe has been staying at the railway guesthouse, personally arranged by Brigade Commander Sun. She’s being driven around in Brigade Commander Sun’s car, with his escort team leader helping her move things..."

"When she went to take photos, Old Man Tong at the photo studio didn’t dare to dilly-dally with her, acting as obedient as if he had seen his own father... Oh right, she also bought books worth six or seven hundred yuan today!"

After listening to all the reports, Bai Bo’s mind was a bit jumbled.

He shakily picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.

After calming down a bit, he summed up in his heart: A daughter of a high-ranking official from Beijing, traveling all the way to Lan County to go to the countryside. As soon as she arrived, the market was stocked with sought-after fruits and mutton. She has the backing of the stationed troops, she spends money like water, she...

She told me that harmony brings wealth.

Bai Bo swallowed his spit, his eyes turning bloodshot with excitement.

"Damn, we’re really going to strike it rich this time."

Bai Bo muttered to himself.

But he retained some caution. Having been in this line of work for many years, he naturally knew the principle that ’a cautious captain sails a thousand years.’

So, he waved towards the two fellows in the corner of the yard: "You two, come here."

The ones standing in the corner for quite some time were none other than the shorty and the one with less hair.

They still thought Brother had called them over because of their aunt, thinking that Brother might be so busy he would forget about them soon.

Suddenly being called over, they both went through all the happy things in their lives to avoid crying on the spot.

They had that awkward look of wanting to cry yet wanting to smile, something Bai Bo had seen plenty of times before. With more than three hundred subordinates under his command, which one of them wasn’t timid when they first met him?

Bai Bo couldn’t remember their names; he tactically bowed his head and sipped his tea.

Laosan stepped forward and said to the two, "Wu Genmao, Cao Shijian, both of you are from Lan County, right?"

Having briefly been instructed by Lin Nianhe, Laosan had undergone a qualitative leap in his ability to read people.

Wu Genmao—aka the one with less hair—was afraid that Cao Shijian, who had a knack for saying the wrong things, would blurt out something fatal again, so he hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, yes, we are both from Lan County. A couple years ago our family suffered a disaster, our parents died, and our crops failed. We couldn’t survive, so we jumped onto a train and fled... Fortunately, we had Brother to take us in and give us food; otherwise, we would’ve died out there."

With a smile on his face, he pulled Cao Shijian to bow to Bai Bo. Thinking it wasn’t enough, he bowed again and then thought some more...

Laosan gave him a kick before he could bow a third time.

Bai Bo didn’t care what these low-level punks were thinking. He set down his tea bowl and looked at them: "There’s a task that needs to be done by you two."

"Brother, you just say it!" Wu Genmao breathed a sigh of relief. If there was a task for them, it meant they were not going to be killed.

Bai Bo was satisfied with his quick-wittedness and nodded, "Did you see the girl that your sister-in-law brought in this afternoon?"

Cao Shijian nodded repeatedly: "Saw her, the sister-in-law’s sister."

Bai Bo himself was taken aback by this term, but at this moment he was unaware that showing such surprise was unbecoming. He confirmed Cao Shijian’s words: "Right, it’s your sister-in-law’s sister. Tomorrow morning, you two will be waiting outside the railway guesthouse. Follow her..."

Cao Shijian interrupted, "And then bring her to Brother’s bed?"

Bai Bo’s breathing hitched, and he rubbed his chest repeatedly, reminding himself—he was the boss, he needed to carry the demeanor of a boss, he couldn’t stoop to these idiot’s level.

Ignoring Cao Shijian, he looked at the somewhat sharper Wu Genmao and continued: "Follow her, all the way back to Lan County..."

"And then in Lan County find a little house to lock her up in until Brother can go there and bring her to Brother’s bed?"

"..."

"Don’t tie her up! You two just keep an eye on her, what she does normally, who she meets, what she talks about..."

"And then figure out her likes and dislikes, so that once Brother arrives, we can coax her before sleeping with her..."

"Sleep sleep sleep! I’ll sleep with your mother!"

Bai Bo could no longer hold back.

He even thought about burying the damned fool who brought this imbecile in with him.

Cao Shijian... felt very wronged.

He said, "Didn’t Maomao already say, both our parents are gone... and now, phantom weddings aren’t a thing anymore." His face was full of pure sincerity.

Bai Bo: "..."

Being the elder brother really isn’t something just anyone can do.

The next day, dawn was breaking.

Wu Genmao squatted at the entrance of the railway guesthouse smoking, with a bruised Cao Shijian beside him.

In the pocket on his chest, he still had a banknote, which was the travel expense given to them by the elder brother and also the money to call and report to the elder brother every day.

They waited and waited at the entrance... until the sun rose, until it got bright, and finally, they saw the sister-in-law they had met yesterday.

Lin Nianhe was walking beside Su Yuncheng with a small crossbody bag, holding a palm-sized work notebook in her hand.

The notebook was Su Yuncheng’s, and she had written a to-do list on the last page, along with a few extra items they needed to purchase.

She was so busy having fun the last few days that she forgot to buy a few things, so they had to make another trip to the Cooperative Society today.

She lowered her head and didn’t notice Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian beside her.

Su Yuncheng saw them, but he deliberately blocked Lin Nianhe to spare her the fear.

They still took Brother Zhang’s car, first to the Cooperative Society, buying red ink, assorted fruit candy, soap...

When they came out of the Cooperative Society, Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian had just arrived.

It was tough on them, running while asking around, and fortunately, there weren’t many cars around, otherwise, they would’ve lost them in two blocks.

Su Yuncheng glanced at the two men, shielded Lin Nianhe from their view, and opened the car door for her.

The car headed to the photo studio.

Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian had barely caught their breath before they were forced into another round of pursuit.

The others relied on four wheels, while they were on their own two legs.

The gap was self-evident.

Su Yuncheng even had Lin Nianhe wait after taking the photos, specifically buying three bottles of soda to wait for them.

By the time they finished drinking their sodas, Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian had finally caught up.

Then, they just watched as the car... drove away again.

In the car, Lin Nianhe said, "Brother Yuncheng, why do I always feel like someone is following us?"

Su Yuncheng: "No, you’re mistaken."

Their train was at 12:30 noon, and after eating at the nearby State-Owned Restaurant, Su Yuncheng took Lin Nianhe into the station.

At that time, ticket checks at train stations weren’t so strict, and Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian did manage to sneak into the station.

They intended to follow the sister-in-law into a carriage but ended up watching the two enter a sleeper carriage...

Cao Shijian’s legs were already as soft as noodles, and he asked with a sullen face, "Maomao, what do we do? How can we follow?"

The two of them ran out with no introduction letter, so they couldn’t buy train tickets.

Surely they couldn’t keep running along the railway tracks, right?

Wu Genmao was not much better off; he bit his lip and said, "Let’s go, let’s sneak onto the train!"

Two years ago, two fifteen-year-old boys ran away from their village because they couldn’t survive there, sneaking onto a train to the provincial city.

At that time, they swore they would make it big and never sneak onto a train again.

Two years later, two seventeen-year-old boys chose to sneak onto a train again for a task given by their elder brother, about to return to their dream hometown.

That time, they didn’t know where life was headed.

This time around, they didn’t know what the future held.