Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 184: You got it right, so you have to pay more!

In the blink of an eye.

Wu Zhihui and his party stayed in Shenzhen City for two days, and Xinji Lao Xu was very busy these days.

He submitted all the documents he had prepared long ago. He selected the store of the inland transportation company, which is located in the park not far from the mine. After all the procedures were completed, he was waiting for the approval.

On the way to the guest house, Lao Xu Yan smiled eloquently, and his gestures were a bit more free and easy. He looked at the large open space to be developed with fiery eyes.

late at night.

Night shrouded the earth, and a full moon hung high in the sky. The white moonlight illuminated the earth, and the surrounding mountains could be vaguely seen.

By the river in Shenzhen City.

Three middle-aged men were squatting in the grass. There were three medium-sized boxes next to them. They were sealed with wooden boards and filled with a lot of sponge for packaging.

Several people looked across the Shenshi River motionless, and through the moonlight they could vaguely see the outline of the mountains on the opposite side.

Opposite is Xiangjiang.

at the same time.

About 500 meters away from them, a group of about ten people in uniforms were moving forward, looking around with vigilant eyes, searching for any suspicious persons.

on the river.

A small boat appeared. The snakehead turned on his flashlight and flashed it three times briefly. The three people squatting in the grass immediately took out their flashlight and flashed it three times briefly in response. The boat headed towards them.

far away.

"there!"

The team of uniformed personnel who were searching everywhere looked at the conspicuous lights flashing on the river in the distance, stretched out their hands and rushed towards that direction quickly.

The pace of several people quickened. The two middle-aged men in the lead sprinted while reaching out to open the holsters on their waists and directly pulled out the May [-]th pistols inside.

riverside.

"Up, up, up!"

After the smuggler arrived at the shore, he urged the three people to get on the boat. After the three people got on board with the boxes, the boat immediately turned around.

20 meters away.

This group of uniformed personnel looked at the departing ship and shouted directly: "Stop, stop!"

"Stop, or we'll shoot!"

The snakehead's eyes twitched. Where could he stop the boat? He turned to maximum power and fled quickly, leaving only ripples on the water.

"Bah."

The middle-aged man leading the team looked at the ship that was about to leave without any stop. He squatted on the spot and directly raised the May [-]th pistol in his hand.

He held the gun in his right hand and held it in his left hand, with his finger on the trigger. The pair of sharp eyes under the brim of his hat stared at the vague outline on the river and shot decisively!
"boom!"

The harsh sound of gunfire broke the silence of the night.

This shot was very accurate and hit the man standing at the stern of the boat directly. The man staggered in pain and fell directly into the water.

"ignore him!"

Another person looked at the man who fell into the water and shouted at the snake head to urge him: "Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

"boom!"

One more shot.

The bullet hit the cabin and missed. When he wanted to shoot again, the ship had already jumped out.

"Damn it!"

The middle-aged man holding the gun took off his hat, cursed in a low voice, and walked quickly over there.

A group of people pulled up the man who fell into the water. The river water was dyed red. They looked at the man who was choking on the water and said: "Damn it, you are so brave!"

"Wen team."

The men looked at the ships that were no longer visible on the water: "What should we do now?! Should we contact the British guy on the other side?"

"Take the man back and treat him."

Captain Wen breathed out, gritted his teeth and had to give up, and said angrily: "Do you think the British devils on the other side will help us intercept?!"

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the next day.

Nine o'clock in the morning, guest house.

"Let's go."

Wu Zhihui, Shi Zecheng, and Lao Xu gathered at the door of the guest house and were about to leave.

Just getting ready to get in the car.

At this time, a black car drove quickly at the door of the guest house. Li Bu, who had previously met Wu Zhihui and the others, got out of the car, walked hurriedly, and looked at Shi Zecheng with a serious expression:
"You come with me."

"it is good."

Shi Zecheng glanced at Wu Zhihui and Lao Xu, then followed Li Bu into the guest house.

"Something very bad happened!"

Bu Li entered the conference room, sat down on the stool, raised his hands and unbuttoned his shirt: "Lao Shi, I have to work hard to do something first."

"You said."

Shi Zecheng took out Chinese cigarettes and lit one for Li Bu: "What happened?"

"Last night, our people intercepted several people trying to cross the border by the river."

Li Bu blew out his cigarette and spoke quickly: "Team Wen received news at the last minute that several tomb robbers were trying to sneak in here at night. They led the team to search and intercept them, but because they didn't have a precise location, it was still too late. One step, no interception."

"The gunshot rang out and one person was left behind. According to this person's confession, they smuggled out two cultural relics this time."

He leaned forward and looked at Shi Zecheng: "A set of two large Vader vases, blue and white from the Yuan Dynasty, and a blue and white Ruyi holding the moon vase from the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty."

"hiss"

Shi Zecheng took a breath and frowned. Although he didn't know much about the value of these two things, but hearing that the names were Yuan, Ming, and blue and white, they must be of great significance.

"That's not the most important thing."

Li Bu had a cold face and said angrily: "Team Wen interrogated this person overnight. According to his explanation, before that, they had stolen nearly ten cultural relics and sold them to Japan and the United Kingdom. The “collector”.”

"Among them is a Buddha head from the Tianlong Mountain Grottoes, and an ink-on-paper hand scroll from Tang Yin's "Xishan Thatched Cottage" in the Ming Dynasty, written by Gu Kaizhi."

"This"

Shi Zecheng slapped his hand on the table: "These people really have no bottom line at all for that little money."

"So, we need your help here. We have sent people into Xiangjiang to start making inquiries. You can also help here."

When Bu Li said this, he couldn't help but sigh. He paused with his fingers holding the cigarette, looked up at the ceiling, and said quietly: "Earlier, I once had the opportunity to go to England and went to their British Museum."

"In there, I saw all kinds of precious cultural relics from all over the world, including many of ours. When I saw our dragon robes on display in their museum, I just felt so angry that my teeth itched."

"These British guys rob other people's things from all over the world and display their trophies in museums."

He looked at Shi Zecheng: "So, I sincerely don't want these things to appear in the British Museum in a few years. If we want to see our things, we have to go to other people's places. This is a shame." .”

"Okay, I know."

Shi Zecheng nodded and stood up: "I will inquire in secret and keep in touch at any time."

"Ah."

Li Bu looked out the window and said nothing.

"Sorry, it's been a long wait."

Shi Zecheng walked out and got into the car with a smile: "Let's chat for a few words and let's go."

The business car started slowly and drove out.

Wu Zhihui sat on his seat and looked at the people waiting at the door of the guest house. He felt that things were not that simple. He rushed over to intercept Shi Zecheng. Something must have happened.

After a tiring journey all the way, after successfully passing customs and entering Xiangjiang, Changmao had been waiting here for a long time in his car.

"Prepare the relevant information and submit it to the Guilao Import and Export Administration Bureau when the time comes."

Shi Zecheng said briefly to Wu Zhihui: "We will take care of the rest, and you will be responsible for the transportation."

"Thanks."

Wu Zhihui nodded, but he didn't refuse. He wanted to eat or not, and if he didn't eat, it would be free. This was what he was going for.

"discharge."

Wu Zhihui called on his long-haired helper to move the Zhonghua cigarettes and Maotai liquor brought from the mainland to the trunk. Due to quantity restrictions, what he brought back was really limited.

"Cigarettes and liquor?"

Changmao looked at these things and laughed: "Boss, let's go to the mainland and why are we bringing back cigarettes and liquor?"

"Think about it."

Wu Zhihui waved his hand without explaining much, got into the Mercedes-Benz car, said goodbye to Shi Zecheng and Lao Xu, and left directly.

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Tsuen Wan Industrial Park.

Wujing Sand Factory.

A black car drove into the sand factory, parked the car, and William, the ghost guy in a white shirt, got out of the car with Zhang Jingliang.

Kosaka Ichiro has been waiting here for a long time.

"Kosaka, my old friend."

"William-san."

The two shook hands with each other with a smile, and then walked inside. Zhang Jingliang looked around, looked at the gravel piled on the field, and followed them inside.

living room.

The three of them walked in. On the table in front of them were a pair of three blue and white porcelains.

It was the pair of Daweide vases and the blue and white Ruyi Moon Vase that were smuggled over last night.

"Here."

Ichiro Kosaka took out the gloves he had prepared and handed them to William with a smile: "William-san, go up and take a look."

William's eyes were fiery, he put on white gloves and walked up, stroking the blue and white porcelain bottle, and couldn't help nodding: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, this level of exquisiteness and craftsmanship, I have already imagined putting it in the British Museum to receive gifts from all over the world. It’s attracting attention from all over the world.”

"Ha ha ha ha."

Ichiro Kosaka chuckled and began to claim credit: "I, Kosaka-kun, haven't let you down in my work, have I? The things I introduced to you must be good."

"Ah, very good."

William nodded with satisfaction: "I will remember you as an old friend."

"Thank you so much."

Kosaka Ichiro showed a flattering smile: "Then please take care of William Sang's Land Group business. In addition, I also need your help with the North District Joint Mine."

"no problem."

William waved his hand and agreed: "We will definitely be very happy if we cooperate."

"Hahaha"

Kosaka Ichiro laughed again.

Behind.

Zhang Jingliang stood there, looking at the three vases placed on the table, murmuring in his heart and feeling strange.

"Zhang Sang."

Ichiro Kosaka turned to look at Zhang Jingliang and waved to him: "What are you still doing standing there? Let's enjoy it together."

"Ha ha."

Zhang Jingliang leaned forward and looked at the blue and white porcelain vase in front of him, looking at it decently.

"I've got the porcelain bottle, but there was a slight flaw when I came here. One person was shot down by the police from the mainland and fell into the water."

Ichiro Kosaka showed a worried look: "I'm worried that this matter will be leaked. If the police pry open the man's mouth, then they will definitely get the news."

"Right now, we can't delay and transport these things out as quickly as possible. Only when they are transported out will it be safe, otherwise the public security will definitely send people down to investigate secretly."

"Once it leaks out, we will fall short."

"Tsk, they are nothing."

Ghost William sneered and showed disdain: "We rule Xiangjiang. If they dare to come down, even if they find out, then I will have to punish them with illegal reselling."

"Hahaha"

Kosaka Ichiro gave a thumbs up.

That being said, in order to avoid any mistakes, these things must be transported out as quickly as possible, and they will be safe.

A group of people walked out and entered the office.

Ghost William sat on the sofa and took the cigar handed over by Kosaka Ichiro. He held the cigar with his fingers and rotated it without lighting it. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Jingliang:
"Chief Inspector Zhang."

"Sir."

Zhang Jingliang looked up at William.

Ghost guy William specially emphasized the word "Chief Inspector" very hard, which sounded like a beating.

"You have already been in contact with Mr. Kosaka last time, so you must know what is going on."

William focused his eyes on the cigar and said casually: "I wonder how your preparations are going?"

"If you have any good ideas, please tell me. I think if you can serve as the chief inspector, then you are fully capable of doing so, don't you think so?!"

At the end, he added: "Chief Inspector Zhang!"

"Yes."

Zhang Jingliang listened to the hidden meaning of William's words and naturally did not dare to resist. He hurriedly took two steps forward: "That's it. I have a very simple idea that is also very effective and quick to use."

"Don't we have to rush to transport these things out now? Time is urgent, and it's too late to do anything else."

He had already thought about it earlier, so he spoke very smoothly and had clear thoughts: "Look, aren't all the things here at Wujing Sand Factory? There are no other things in the Sand Factory, but there is a lot of sand."

"I think it would be better to just find a transport team to come over, drive in a dump truck, lay a layer of sand underneath, then pack and protect the cultural relics and put them inside, and then bury them with sand on top."

"In this way, from the outside world, this is just a normal transportation of building materials, and no one will find any clues."

"At that time, we only need to transport these things normally. We will transport these things out at night, and then once they are cleared by the customs, we will send them out together with the car."

"What do you think of this suggestion?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at William.

"Ok?"

William's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and he looked at each other with Ichiro Kosaka, and couldn't help but nod, thinking that this suggestion was very good.

However, there is a problem before us. Wujing Sand Factory is very large and there are many vehicles coming and going. After the building materials order is signed, the purchaser will hire people to transport it to the construction site.

Then who will be lucky?

"Ha ha."

Zhang Jingliang seemed to have noticed what the two of them were thinking. He took two steps forward and showed a flattering smile: "I have thought of the person in charge of transportation."

He looked at the two eyes focused on him, and naturally he didn't dare to show off. He spoke faster and continued: "Number Gang, Lai Zhong, I don't know if you two understand each other."

"Zhai Zhong is a member of the Number Gang. Not long ago, he set up a transportation company with great fanfare to go to Tsuen Wan to transport earthworks for the Land Group's first phase. However, it was broken up by people from another society."

William looked at Zhang Jingliang, who quickly said: "Wu Zhihui is Ren Qingtian's man."

Kosaka Ichiro remained silent.

He naturally knew about Cie Zhong. Cie Zhong entered the first phase of the Land Group's project because he gave him the ticket himself.

"Lai Zhong's current transportation team is obviously unable to do its job, and the new company is dealing with this and that, and it doesn't matter. There is no life at all."

Zhang Jingliang spoke quickly and continued: "Recently, the cooperation with the mainland's sand ore imports has been almost concluded."

"I think it would be better to do this. Promise him a job in transporting imported ore, give him some reassurance, and then let him transport these things."

"Chief William may not understand that it is very feasible to let them transport. The Number Gang is considered a big society in Xiangjiang. Even if there is any emergency, it will be able to cover it."

"Generally speaking, no one dares to take the initiative to provoke them. Lai Zhong is sitting in the palace, and it is easy to dominate a group of younger brothers."

After he finished speaking, he looked at William flatteringly and smiled: "I don't know, what about my suggestion?"

At first, Zhang Jingliang felt that helping to transport these cultural relics made him feel uncomfortable, but after thinking about it, he comforted himself.

There are so many things stolen by ghosts in the British Museum. A few more items are not too much, and a few items that are missing are not enough. Just transport them out. It is none of your business.

If it's gone, it's gone. There is no need to use his future to go against the ghost guy. He has no other ideas. He just wants to work his way up in the police force. This is also one of the goals he pursues in his life.

and so.

Some things can be exchanged appropriately. Zhang Jingliang also regarded this transportation of cultural relics as a bargaining chip for his own advancement. Only by helping Gui Lao get things done can he continue to advance.

Zhang Jingliang's self-regulation ability is still very good. Once a person bends down, it is difficult to stand up again.

"very good."

William the Ghost and Ichiro Kosaka looked at each other, exchanged glances, nodded after thinking for a few times, and said with deep approval: "Chief Inspector Zhang is worthy of being the Chief Inspector. He has already thought out the situation in advance."

"No, no, I'm just helping the commander share his worries."

Zhang Jingliang waved his hand reservedly, and then looked at William: "It's just that what I'm thinking about now is whether I should let Lai Zhong know about this matter."

"Let him know?!"

William raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Jingliang: "It's not necessary."

"Sir, you still have to listen to my analysis on this point."

Zhang Jingliang cleared his throat, his voice a little louder. What did these foreign devils know about the situation in Xiangjiang? He began to analyze: "Sir, you may not know something. There are many societies in Xiangjiang." "These people come out to hang out, and they all adhere to the principles of A principle of loyalty, especially for those of them who are the boss, some of them are still old-fashioned and principled."

"If, if we let Zhi Zhong know that this is transporting cultural relics, I'm sure Zhi Zhong will intercept him and run away with the cultural relics. Then we will miss it."

"is it?"

William frowned when he heard this.

"Is such that."

Zhang Jingliang nodded: "Sir, don't underestimate these gangsters here in Xiangjiang. The principle that they can stand on is loyalty, so that they can have support."

"So, the key to this matter is to let people know. If we are not prepared in advance, if Lai Zhong finds out and he releases the water, we really can't stop him."

"With so many people helping with numbers, it might be a big mess, and in the end it will be all in vain."

William frowned, his expression thinking.

Ichiro Kosaka muttered: "Fetching water from a bamboo basket is all in vain? What do you mean, please don't use metaphors, Zhang Sang."

"Even if the cultural relics are gone in the end, Wujing Sand Factory will still be implicated, which will be very detrimental to you." Zhang Jingliang curled his lips and explained, cursing secretly in his heart:
Damn it, you're just a bitch, and a kid is a kid. You can't even understand such a simple metaphor?
Zhang Jingliang looked at the two people who had been silent for a long time, then stepped forward and approached, took out a lighter and helped William light the cigar.

The cigar leaves burned under the flame, and the coat wrapped around them slowly spread back.

"I think it's better to get in touch first."

Zhang Jingliang took the initiative to express his opinion: "Contact him first, explore his background, and then make conditions. If he is willing, let him do it. He will be responsible for anything that happens."

A cold look flashed in his eyes: "But if he doesn't want to, it's okay if he knows. Just do it to him."

The consequences of killing a member of the Number Gang for no reason will still be very serious, but compared with his own future, it is nothing.

"Um"

William held his cigar and pondered.

"We can do this."

Zhang Jingliang looked at William: "Let him do all the ore import and transportation business. This is a big business, and he will definitely be happy for it."

After all, it's still an exchange of benefits. As long as the benefits are enough, he doesn't believe in loyalty.

"not enough."

Ichiro Kosaka thought for a moment and then said: "Just promising to hand over the transportation business to him is still a bit unrealistic. He won't see any benefits in the short term, so he may not be willing to do it."

Although the little devil doesn't know what the market is like in Xiangjiang Society, there are also societies in Japan, so he still knows a little bit about it.

A club cannot be killed just as soon as it is established. It will definitely cause riots.

"How about this."

Ichiro Kosaka thought for a moment, then continued: "Well, isn't his transportation company in recession now? In this way, I will sponsor him 88 yuan, expand the transportation team again, and buy a few more transportation vehicles. Wire."

"Anyway, I will give him the import and transportation work later. I will help him set up the company first and let him eat meat first. Then he will definitely be more willing to help us."

"Ok?"

Zhang Jingliang's eyes lit up when he heard this.

If the little devil is willing to use money to do things, it is naturally great. 88 yuan, not 88 yuan, is a very strong sum of money, and it is very tempting.

It is indeed fat that is visible and tangible.

"This is the best. I'm sure that his lame loyalty will definitely not refuse."

Zhang Jingliang patted his chest and made a promise: "This matter is taken care of by me, but it will cost Kosaka-san a lot of money."

"It's a small amount of money, nothing to worry about."

Ichiro Kosaka waved his hand indifferently: "It's not my money anyway. You have to give up when doing business. The money goes out as fast as it goes out."

He glanced at the room with the blue and white porcelain vases with hot eyes, and said with a click of his tongue: "Besides, compared with these treasures, banknotes are just paper, they are priceless."

"it is good."

Zhang Jingliang didn't say anything more. After a few simple greetings, he immediately set off for work. This matter cannot be delayed any longer. The sooner these things are sent out, the better.

"William-san."

Ichiro Kosaka glanced at Zhang Jingliang who was driving away, and said with a smile: "I have to say that this Zhang Sang has some ideas in doing things, and he is worthy of being a subordinate of William Sang."

The little devil talks a lot about cheating, and his ability to praise people is first-rate. Jing Liang is just praising him when he exaggerates.

He stood up, opened the whiskey in the office cupboard, poured two small glasses and handed one to William.

"You're welcome, Mr. Kosaka."

William took the whiskey and clinked a glass with Ichiro Kosaka: "Then let's wait for his good news."

Outside Wujing Sand Factory.

A young man was sitting in a dump truck. He looked at Zhang Jingliang who came out. He raised the small camera in his hand and took a picture. He also took a picture of the follower sitting next to him:
"You continue to watch here, I'll drive to find Brother Changmao."

Last time Wu Zhihui asked Changmao to arrange for people to keep an eye on this place, and Changmao carried it out conscientiously. He even spent a lot of money to buy them a Leica camera specifically for tracking.

Changmao is reassuring when doing things. As long as he does what he is told, he will do it seriously and he will not neglect it.

Repulse Bay Road.

Hilltop Villa.

As soon as Changmao drove Wu Zhihui back to the villa, his subordinate's call came in. Changmao thought for a moment and motioned for his subordinate to come over.

"Long hair."

Wu Zhihui waved in the living room: "Come in with your things, and have dinner together in the evening before leaving."

"Thank you boss."

Changmao didn't refuse. Anyway, it was dinner time now. Since the boss was meeting him, he had nothing to be reserved about. He knew that Wu Zhihui had an approachable personality.

Soon.

Ma Zai rushed over with his camera, a Leica camera hanging around his neck, and handed an envelope to Changmao while gasping for breath: "Brother Changmao, this is what I took. It was delayed because I washed it out on the way. a little time."

"There is an extra ghost guy today. Although I don't know him, but looking at Zhang Jingliang's respectful look, I know that his position must not be low."

"Brother Hui."

Changmao opened the envelope and delivered it to Wu Zhihui. Wu Zhihui took the envelope and took out the developed photos inside. The photos were taken from multiple angles and were very clear.

"William?"

Wu Zhihui looked at Zhang Jingliang who was following William in the photo, and frowned: "Why did Superintendent Guilao come to Wujing Sand Factory too? Are you planning to switch to the sand factory business?"

It seems that this Wujing Sand Factory is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

"Quite professional."

Wu Zhihui looked at the Leica camera hanging around Ma Zai's neck: "The cameras are all equipped."

"hey-hey."

Ma Zai bared his teeth and smiled: "Brother Changmao took care of me. He knew that I like photography, so he specially gave me one as a reward." He held the camera, which he loved very much: "This Leica is too expensive. Let’s talk about it, the gringos’ goods are still coming.”

"Hahaha"

Wu Zhihui laughed and listened to his dialect: "Are you from Shanghai?"

"Ah."

Ma Zai nodded: "My father is from Shanghai. He used to open a clothing store to make Western clothes for people. Later, the Young and Dangerous boys destroyed the store and couldn't open it anymore. I followed Brother Changmao ”

In Xiangjiang, when it comes to custom-made clothes, the ones with the best craftsmanship are the shops opened by people from Shanghai. Many people like to come to them for custom-made clothes, and they are famous.

"Well, you've done a good job in this matter. Work hard. When you get some money, I can help your father open a clothing store."

Wu Zhihui casually took out a stack of banknotes from the drawer and handed it to Ma Zai: "Stalking is a very hard job. You did a good job. Take it to have tea with the brothers."

He thought for a moment and took out a business card and gave it to him: "Continue to keep an eye on them and report anything to me directly."

Ma Zai didn't dare to drive yet, looking at Wu Zhihui who was full of momentum, he looked very reserved.

"Take it if you want."

Changmao said: "Thank you soon, boss."

"Thank you boss."

Ma Zai quickly took the money and sent Ma Zai away without any courtesy. Wu Zhihui secretly plotted in his heart.

What exactly does Zhang Jingliang want to do when he rushes to the street? The last encounter in the sand factory lasted until now.

before the table.

Several people sat down to eat.

"Long hair."

Wu Zhihui made work arrangements for Changmao: "Immediately, the import and transportation business will start. I estimate that it will take about half a month to start construction."

"You and Big D will make a calculation and determine how long the first phase of the land will be needed. If the cars cannot be deployed, purchase them in time. In addition, the driver reserve must also keep up."

"We must work steadily and let the brothers see the company's growth. Only in this way will they become more motivated, work harder, and have stronger cohesion."

"Good boss."

Changmao nodded respectfully.

"The tracking thing was done well."

Wu Zhihui glanced at Changmao and chuckled: "I'm very considerate, it's an unexpected bonus."

"No, just do it seriously." Changmao shook his head and explained: "Of all the people in this position, I am the least able to play."

He looked at Aji: "Brother Aji is very powerful, but I can't grow my hair. If I can't do even the smallest things well, I won't be able to hold this bowl."

"Ha ha."

Wu Zhihui smiled and nodded: "The invoice for the camera was taken to the finance department for reimbursement."

"Thank you boss."

Changmao was stunned for a moment, then said thank you.

After eating.

After everyone left, the Hong Kong student pushed Wu Zhihui into the bathroom to take a shower. The newlywed Hong Kong student had already taken a shower and was waiting for him.

Nine p.m.

The nightclub was crowded. Zhang Jingliang, dressed in casual clothes, appeared in front of the counter with a box in his hand: "Which room is Lai Zhong in?"

"Which one?"

The waiter looked at the unfamiliar Zhang Jingliang and looked at him warily.

"Take me there."

Zhang Jingliang took out his ID: "Or should I ask someone to come to this place for routine business?!"

"it is good."

The waiter hesitated for a moment, then led Zhang Jingliang to the private room inside. After entering the private room, Zhang Jingliang reached out and turned on the light. The originally lively private room immediately became quiet, and everyone looked at Zhang Jingliang.

"go out."

Zhang Jingliang scolded: "Everyone, get out."

"Go out."

Lai Zhong looked at Zhang Jingliang and waved his hand to signal the people around him to go out. He had met Zhang Jingliang and knew him. He poured wine into the cup: "Sir, what's the wind that blew you away?"

"The wind of fortune."

Zhang Jingliang walked over with the box in hand and sat down next to Lai Zhong: "The wind is blowing to you, God of Wealth, and it's me you're talking about."

Lai Zhong raised the corner of his mouth, took a small sip from the wine glass, and looked at Zhang Jingliang without saying anything.

"I heard that you set up a transportation team a while ago to work in Tsuen Wan, and then you were stepped on by Wu Zhihui. Then the company was investigated, and it is still closed for rectification?"

Zhang Jingliang turned to look at Lai Zhong: "That's what I said, right?"

"Ah."

Lai Zhongweng responded angrily: "So what? Doing business is just like gambling. There will definitely be losses and wins. Do you think it will affect me? It's not the same as eating, drinking and having fun."

"Do you know who checked you out? Who is dealing with you?"

Zhang Jingliang looked straight at Lai Zhong, raised his thumb and said, "I, I, Zhang Jingliang, did this. I arranged for someone to seal up your company."

"??"

Lai Zhong was stunned when he heard this. The wine glass he took a sip froze in the air, and suddenly turned his head to look at Zhang Jingliang.

The two looked at each other and met in the air.

It takes several seconds.

"Snapped!"

The glass in Lai Zhong's hand hit the ground directly, with a crisp sound, and the glass shards exploded and splashed all over the floor.

He seemed to feel upset.

Lai Zhong stood up and waved his arm, sweeping away the many wine bottles in front of him. The sound of breaking glass could not be heard.

Ma Zai, who was guarding the door, heard the noise inside and immediately opened the door and rushed in, looking at Zhang Jingliang with eager eyes.

"go out!"

Zhang Jingliang didn't even look at these guys, he pointed at the door, stared at Lai Zhong and scolded: "I told you to get out!"

Zhang Jingliang can achieve the position of chief inspector, but he is a little inferior to Gui Lao, but he is still full of aura, and the chief inspector's aura completely overwhelms Lai Zhong.

"!"

Lai Zhong gritted his teeth and glared at Zhang Jingliang, who was pointing at the door. He looked at him for several seconds and growled: "Everyone, get out. Don't come in without my order."

The door is closed.

Calm returned to the private room.

Lai Zhong stared at Zhang Jingliang for a long time, then picked up the cigarette on the table and lit it. He leaned back on the sofa and blew out a puff of strong smoke toward the ceiling.

"Go ahead."

He raised his hand to pinch off the cigarette he had just lit, and turned back to look at Zhang Jingliang: "What do you want to do? Why did you come to me today?"

Lai Zhong is not brainless. It is indeed very easy for Zhang Jingliang to help Wu Zhihui deal with him, but there is no need for him to come to him in person and tell himself that I am the one who dealt with you.

"Do you know why the ghost guy wants to deal with you?"

Zhang Jingliang picked up a cup and turned it over, poured himself whiskey, and took a sip: "Because your performance is very unsatisfactory, the little devil gave you a ticket."

"You took the ticket to do something, but Wu Zhihui took care of it. In this case, there is no need to continue doing it."

Lai Zhong looked at Zhang Jingliang who was speaking and did not answer.

"But now you have another chance."

Zhang Jingliang put down his wine glass, grabbed the box he brought in and placed it on the table, and reached out to open the outer packaging.

This is the packaging of a bottle of high-end liquor. It is large in size. After opening it, what is inside is not wine, but a large blue and white porcelain bottle.

Of course.

counterfeit.

He came here specially.

"This is blue and white from the Ming Dynasty. Gui Lao likes it very much, but he can't take it out."

Zhang Jingliang took out the blue and white porcelain vase and lit a cigarette: "The ghost guys like this thing very much, so they want to find someone to help take it out."

Lai Zhong looked at the blue and white porcelain vase in front of him with twinkling eyes and said nothing.

"In addition to this blue and white porcelain vase, there are eleven pieces in total, ranging in size from large to small. They are going to be transported by dump trucks, mixed in sand and gravel, and driven to the customs. There is an internal response at the customs. If they are successfully passed through customs and sent out, it will be done. .”

After Zhang Jingliang finished speaking, he looked at Lai Zhong: "The ghost guy picked you and thinks you are very suitable for this job."

"I don't know, are you interested?"

"Ha ha."

Lai Zhong raised his eyebrows, looked at the blue and white porcelain vase in front of him with flickering eyes, and licked his dry lips: "If I guessed correctly, this must be a cultural relic."

"nonsense!"

Zhang Jingliang scolded him unceremoniously: "If it's not a cultural relic, do I need to come to you?"

He blew out the smoke, put the hand holding the cigarette on the card table, leaned forward, came close to Lai Zhong, and looked directly at him. The two were face to face, with a distance of only three centimeters:
"You handle this matter. In return, the little devil will give you a red envelope of 88 yuan to help you expand your transportation company. You can use the money to buy a new dump truck."

"Don't say we won't give you benefits. Xiangjiang and the mainland will soon reach a cooperation agreement on ore imports. By then, part of the import and transportation work will be done by you. This is a long-term job, right? "

"With this job, you can easily complete the transformation, right? The opportunity is given to you. It's your choice whether you want it or not."

Done.

Zhang Jingliang stopped talking and just stared at Lai Zhong.

"Ha ha."

Lai Zhong looked at him for several seconds, then he shrank back and crossed his legs with a cigarette between his legs: "It is illegal to smuggle cultural relics secretly. Do you want me to help you do something illegal?"

"joke."

Zhang Jingliang sneered and sneered: "For a character like you, Lai Zhong, you are doing illegal things and making dirty money. How can you still care about whether it is illegal or not?!"

"No, no, no, Sir Zhang misunderstood me."

Lai Zhong quickly shook his head and leaned forward on the table: "I can help you do something."

"But you have to pay more!"

(End of this chapter)