Ma Laocai (Continued)

Although he was envious, jealous, and resentful deep down, Ma Laocai still wore a beaming smile on the surface, looking no different from usual.

"Brother Ren, do you think I don't know how much you can drink? Another half-kilo of Lao Bai Gan wouldn't be a problem. Come on, come on! Have a little more with me. I still have some Chaigoubao smoked meat in my room. We'll call it a day after we finish eating."

As he spoke, Ma Laocai ignored whether Ren Qiang agreed and walked back into the room. However, Ren Qiang usually loved this local specialty from Wucheng, and his old customer would not arrive for a while yet. After hesitating briefly, he decided not to stop him.

However, once Ma Laocai went inside, a full three to five minutes passed before he came out, which made Ren Qiang feel slightly puzzled.

Ma Laocai placed the smoked meat on the table and apologized with a smile. "Brother Ren, sorry for the wait. I originally planned to take this smoked meat home to eat. It wasn't sliced properly when I bought it, so I just cut it up and got held up for a while."

Ren Qiang glanced at Ma Laocai's somewhat greasy hands and felt reassured. Raising his glass, he said, "There's no need to apologize, Brother Ma. Let me toast you..."

After eating and drinking his fill, Ren Qiang returned home belching. Ma Laocai, meanwhile, revealed a meaningful smile with a hint of ferocity.

The reason Ma Laocai had worn that expression was that, while Ren Qiang was drinking enthusiastically, he had casually asked about the old customer's information. As a result, he had learned something that made him especially angry.

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