As soon as he got home, Ji Wan woke up his father, Ziggy, who was already fast asleep.
"What is it? What’s the big rush? I was in the middle of a great dream when you woke me!" Ziggy’s eyes flashed with anger. He’d been sleeping soundly when Ji Wan roused him with a relentless combination of shouting and knocking on the door.
Who wouldn’t be grumpy after being woken up like that?
Although Ziggy was middle-aged, he had a larger build than Ji Wan. Combined with his years of herding on the steppe, his features were rugged and imposing. When he got angry, he looked fierce enough to make a passing wolf wag its tail.
Seeing the anger on his father’s face, Ji Wan felt a shiver of apprehension and quickly explained the whole situation from beginning to end.
"Hmm? What’s the story with this Su fellow?" Ziggy’s expression had returned to calm, but his brow was deeply furrowed.
It wasn’t as if he’d never met people with such ideas before. As the leading figure in Dongwu Banner’s livestock industry, many things had to go through him.
Whether they were buyers, middlemen, or entrepreneurs coming to Dongwu Banner to build a brand, every single one of them was only thinking about how to drive down purchasing prices and how to make more money. Not one of them genuinely cared about the herders or the steppe.
"Brother Cheen called and gave me the instructions himself!" Ji Wan then recalled something else Xiao Chen had specifically mentioned and added, "Brother Cheen also said that Mr. Su can help us with the Wuzhumuqin sheep problem!"
"Brother Cheen?!" Of course, Ziggy knew who the "Brother Cheen" his son was talking about was. Their family’s connection to such a figure was primarily thanks to Ji Wan and their supplying of sheep to his comrades-in-arms.
Otherwise, with their family’s strength and status, they wouldn’t even be worthy of carrying the man’s shoes.
Ziggy understood these matters perfectly. People who made their living on the steppe had long understood the principle of survival of the fittest. The weak could only survive by aligning themselves with the strong.
It was just like how most of the herders’ livestock operations in Dongwu Banner had developed by relying on him. He didn’t mind the idea of riding on someone else’s coattails; in fact, he was quite eager for the opportunity.
"Did you verify his identity? Are you sure?" Ziggy asked again, still feeling uneasy.
"You know how busy Brother Cheen is. I didn’t dare call and bother him at this hour, so I called Li Fei instead. I learned a few things from him, and I can confirm the man’s identity is authentic!"
"Li Fei?" Ziggy knew of Li Fei and understood his importance to Xiao Chen. Any information coming from him was bound to be reliable.
"Ji Wan, arrange a meeting with this Mr. Su for tomorrow. I’ll talk with him about the specifics, and then we’ll decide what to do," Ziggy said, having figured things out. Whether or not this Mr. Su had the capabilities he claimed, the man deserved a proper reception simply by virtue of being introduced by Xiao Chen.
"Yes, Father!" With his father’s approval, Ji Wan didn’t disturb him any further and returned to his room.
Ziggy, however, walked to the window. He gazed at the pitch-black sky with a grave expression and muttered to himself, ’Sigh... I wonder if this winter will bring good fortune or disaster.’

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