Guo Neng had long held a grudge, within the merchant ranks, a tacit rule had emerged over the past decade: trouble anyone but the Li Family Firm. Because of the Li Family Firm, no one could edge in on the cereal businesses that once profited mightily from natural and man-made disasters, and many were envious but impotent to interfere.
Hu Miaomiao nodded continuously in agreement; excellent, Guo Neng had accrued yet another capital offense. The Guo family earned its silver without any conscience. Could they even compare with His Majesty's Li Family Firm?
He continued to bait the hook, half-believing, half-doubting, and squinting his eyes, he said, "Really? You merchants are articulate but your words are as reliable as farts. Don't think you can deceive me with nonsense. I haven't seen so much wealth in the capital; could it be hidden somewhere else?"
