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536 【Return to Hong Kong】

July 3, 1992—

A plane slowly landed at Hong Kong International Airport in the dark.

Outside the airport, Zhu Fugui, who was temporarily in charge of Wanda's foreign trade, leaned against the Mercedes-Benz, smoking cigarettes one by one, and the ground was already full of cigarette butts.

Looking at the plane that was flying over his head not far away, Zhu Fugui looked at the watch. The IWC watch with diamonds inlaid showed that it was three o'clock in the morning.

"It should be here!" Zhu Fugui murmured to himself. He threw away the cigarette in his hand, stepped on it with his feet, and then looked up and said to the person who followed him: "To pick up the plane, you are waiting here."

They were two stout men in black. After hearing what Zhu Fugui said, they obediently waited where they were.

When they arrived at the pick-up gate quickly, the passengers who had gotten off the plane had already rushed out of the exit. Zhu Fugui stretched his neck, tiptoed, and tried hard to look at the crowd at the exit.

Soon, Song Zhichao, wearing sunglasses and a white windbreaker, came out from inside, and Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong were carrying their luggage.

When Zhu Fugui saw Song Zhichao, he waved to him violently and shouted: "Cousin, I'm here."

Song Zhichao took off his sunglasses, looked at Zhu Fugui, and then walked straight towards him.

"Cousin, you're finally back!" Zhu Fugui was very excited when he saw Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao patted him on the shoulder, handed him the sunglasses, and walked outside, asking, "How is it?"

"It's not good, our goods are still seized in the port."

Song Zhichao nodded, "Have you ever looked for Boss Huo?"

Zhu Fugui: "I called, but I didn't answer it."

Song Zhichao's quick walking pace paused for a moment and continued to move forward, "Where are other people, such as Mr. Fu and Mr. Lin, have you ever contacted them?"

"Young Master Fu is quite concerned. He went to the customs several times, but it seems that he doesn't sell his face."

"As for Mr. Lin, I heard that I have gone to Malaysia and I can't contact you for the time being," said Zhu Fugui.

Song Zhichao's mind was very quick. You should know that the two questions he asked were not casually asked. Fu Jiajun was one of the four young masters in Xiangjiang after all. The customs did not sell their Fu family's face, which means that in addition to the government, there were people who were more powerful than the government behind the customs.

It just so happened that Lin Jiahao, who was the fourth young master of Hong Kong, went to Malaysia at this time, obviously he didn't want to get into this muddy water. In addition, even Boss Huo avoided it. It seemed that he was right that the one behind this time must be the one who was able to cover up the sky with one hand in Hong Kong was the only Li family.

Speaking of which, although the Huo family is powerful now, they still have to make the Li family three points on the surface. The reason is very simple. Behind the Li family is supported by the British Hong Kong government, especially the amount of tax paid by the Li family is not comparable to that of ordinary large families and consortiums.

Of course, there is also a strategy of keeping a low profile among them. After all, it is still five years before Hong Kong returns. For a wealthy family like them, the best way is to "seek stability". So Big Boss Huo will not answer Zhu Fugui's call.

In fact, Song Zhichao asked Zhu Fugui to contact Mr. Huo first, instead of personally contacting him, and there was also a test element in it. If Mr. Huo refused to answer the phone, it means that the matter was serious. Even if Song Zhichao called him in person, it would be incompetent to face. What Mr. Huo promised would probably be of no help then. Instead of doing so, it would be better not to call him directly.

Of course, Song Zhichao speculated that perhaps this time, the boss Huo was not only unwilling to trek into muddy waters, but also had the intention of comparing himself. After all, Song Zhichao has been too dazzling in Hong Kong in the past year - it made them, who were once powerful, a little jealous.

So now, something happens, and it is time to test your true strength.

...

Hong Kong Kowloon, Champs high-end residential area—

As the head of the inspection section of the Hong Kong Customs Department, Edward rarely came home early last night. He had a rich candlelight dinner with his wife. Then, under the influence of red wine, he turned youthful and hugged his yellow-faced woman to the bed for 300 rounds. In the end, he lost his energy and collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.

Comfortable, happy, happy - to be precise, this is the first good night Edward has slept in the past three days.

Three days ago, Edward received a tip that a batch of goods had problems and was detained at the customs office.

At first, Edward didn't take this matter seriously. After all, customs seized and inspected goods were common.

But soon, he knew that this batch of goods was unusual because he received a mysterious call. After receiving the call, Edward went to the appointment on time and met the mysterious man, Li Zekai, the second young master of the Li family in Hong Kong.

Li Ershao was very satisfied with Edward's appearance. At the coffee shop, the two had a cordial conversation. The content of the conversation must be kept confidential. However, for Edward, in addition to inviting him to drink coffee this time, Li Ershao also gave him a big gift, which was to tell him that the goods seized this time were high-end electronic products, not ordinary daily necessities.

"You know, this is an opportunity!" Edward vaguely remembered what Li Ershao said to him with a smile before leaving.

"Yes, this is an opportunity." Edward also understood the meaning. After all, being able to take advantage of this opportunity to climb to the high branch of the Li family is already considered a profit.

After meeting Mr. Li, our dear Edward began to "concern" the seized goods transported overseas. He personally led the team and began to conduct strict inspections of the large number of goods with customs inspectors.

Sure enough, after inspection, I found that there were many VDs mixed in a large number of daily necessities, such as wine, clothes, food, etc. You should know that for this era, VCD is definitely a high-end product, which is different from ordinary daily necessities, and of course the customs duties paid are also different.

At the first time, Edward ordered the seizure incident to be extended and the person in charge of these goods came forward to explain the situation. If it was suspected of stealing customs duties or suspected of smuggling, it would be dealt with seriously.

Having said that, when Zhu Fugui, who was the person in charge, really wanted to contact him and came out to "explain the situation", Edward began to "avoid" it. So much so that Zhu Fugui tried all his might but still couldn't see the Director Edward. As for the goods, they were dragged and seized, and could not leave the port.

In fact, for Edward, he would have to hold on for a few more weeks, and then news came from the United States, even if the task was completed, he would be able to contact Mr. Li to receive the merits and rewards. After all, he had put in a lot of effort this time. Therefore, what Edward had to do now is to "avoid" and "avoid the hearing", pretending to be deaf and dumb, and not joining the Wanda Foreign Trade group, and to death.

At this moment, just as Edward was sleeping in the soft bed with his wife in his arms, suddenly the phone at the head of the bed ding till it!

Edward was shocked because the sudden ringtone just woke him up the dream of accepting the reward from Li Ershou.

"Damn it, who called at this time!" Edward muttered and grabbed the phone.

His wife, with her back exposed, turned her head and muttered at him, "Who?"

"I don't know, maybe it was Corey's call, there was something important." Edward said that those who work in customs like him often receive important calls in the middle of the night.

Soon, when I answered the phone, there was a strange voice inside, "Hello, is it Mr. Edward?"

Edward was stunned, "Yes, you are..."

You should know that this is his home phone number. Generally, except for the closest people, they rarely know the number.
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