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Chapter 839: Memories (Part 1)

Although he was full of grievances, after careful consideration, Afeng found that he actually had no second choice. Even if the guy named "Zhong Hua" in front of him was just looking for trouble. But you have to say that he was looking for trouble.

In theory, if you kill the donkey, doesn't it mean that the other person is a donkey?

In desperation, Afeng could only whisper to Cheng Yu angrily: "I'm sorry."

Cheng Yu raised his eyes slightly, frowned, and said "Ah" with a questioning look on his face, obviously pretending not to hear clearly.

Afeng gritted his teeth and raised his voice and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way. My Chinese is not very good and I didn't realize the misunderstanding in this sentence."

Cheng Yu waved his hand as if he suddenly realized something, but then frowned with disgust and said, "Why are you making such a loud noise? It makes your ears numb."

"Mr. Zhong, I can't speak. Do you think we can go meet the owner of the goods? After all, this is your company's first business."

Cheng Yu laughed, stood up slowly, and exaggeratedly picked out his ears with his little fingers, as if Feng's loud voice had shaken the wax out of his ears.

"Go ahead, but it doesn't matter whether this transaction is my boss's company's business. What's important is the goods your boss wants to transport. Oh, by the way, what is the cargo owner transporting?"

Afeng followed Cheng Yu and walked out of the office. As he walked, he explained: "This batch of goods is a variety of dried fruits. When you meet the owner of the goods, he will give him a detailed list."

Cheng Yu nodded as he walked and said to himself: "Well, dried fruit, that's a sign of love..."

The short fat man ran over with tea, smiled and put down a cup for everyone. While serving tea, he said: "Do you remember, it's one million U.S. dollars. Do you remember that you told the little brother that you wanted to

When you sleep with this money, you think that your brother really approved it, so you sleep with this million dollars all night. This sleep is so sweet, it is the most solid sleep I have ever had in my life.

Not this day. Although my brother said that all the money should be left to the families of these dead brothers, you know that you could earn less before."

In fact, in those seven years, I didn’t sit outside the office much. The people in charge were basically not able to deal with small and big things. When I came to the company, I often didn’t just go around, and I spent less time doing it.

I stayed at Li Lai International Hotel.

"Lao Qi, Lao Qi, Lao Qi, we were eighteen brothers back then, but now there are only seven of us left." Master Yi sighed heavily, his expression was rugged, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant.

Before the car drove down the main road, Cheng Yu suddenly spoke: "A Feng, he turned around and told Master Yi that I would send someone to buy some bulk dried fruits and print a batch that cannot be pasted under bottles and cans.

The label is not the label of this dried fruit.”

Afeng looked at Cheng Yu suspiciously, knowing exactly what I meant, so he didn't bother to say anything and just followed Cheng Yu out of the company.

Those are actually within the scope of A Feng's consideration. If the customs relies on management, the customs inspection will also check all the goods. It is mainly random inspection. But before the management is broken, the person in charge of the customs inspection

They will take the initiative to avoid these goods that are not mixed with the goods of the same master. Of course, there will be nothing wrong with inspection.

A Feng's frown suddenly relaxed. I realized that what Cheng Yu said was indeed very unreasonable. I bought some bottles and cans and some dried fruits. It would cost less money at that time.

It can indeed play a considerable role in camouflage.

The strong man also nodded and said: "But I thought, just when you thought your butts were settled, there wouldn't be a bunch of bastards making trouble, and then the eighth brother and the fourth brother were hacked to death by us. First, the seventh brother killed this guy's whole family, and the old man

The two scars on Qi’s mouth were also left this time.”

…………

There is a thick carpet on the ground. You can't tell what material it is made of just by looking at it. It is very soft when you step on it. No matter how heavy your footsteps are, it is difficult to make the slightest sound of footsteps outside the office.

Master Yi gave a long sigh and said: "The loss is nearly half... You finally met this man before, and I gave Mong Street to you as promised. Who among them still remembers the box of money I was carrying at that time?

, no less or more?”

"Is what they want to transport broken pieces of porcelain? That thing has nothing to do with the batch of goods to be transported. If the customs investigates, how does he want the person transporting the goods to explain?"

Including the fat man making tea here, the eight people looked at each other in confusion. They knew what Master Yi was hiding in front of him. The premonition of the end of Xiang suddenly rose in the hearts of the eight people. Could something really happen?

Hearing those words, the eight of them looked slightly relaxed. After all, Master Yi came to the office a lot in the past seven years, which means that we haven't stepped through the small door of that office for almost two or eight years. Then

Suddenly we were notified to come to a meeting outside. We thought something small had happened, but along the way, the people on hand also found out that nothing happened. When we came over, we saw A Feng, and the three brothers thought that A Feng had committed a crime.

What happened? I was punished by Master Yi.

Master Yi raised the crutch in his hand, tapped it briefly, and said, "Everyone, sit down."

The eight people looked at each other for a while, suddenly excluding A Feng. Could it be that something really happened to A Feng? At the other end of the room, there was a long table, which was more narrow and long than the special conference table.

The outside of the house can't be divided into eight areas. At one end is an ordinary desk, which is not small at all. It looks like the desk of a few bosses. You can't play golf under the desk. The chair is just for viewing.

It looks like an ordinary wooden chair, but a knowledgeable person will be able to tell at a glance that the chair is made of huanghuali wood. Although the yellower the chair, the more valuable it is, but the raw materials that can be turned into furniture are cheap.

Where to go.

But Ah Feng was able to tell Cheng Yu all about the outside world, so he didn't hesitate much.

Master Yi hummed and said, "Afeng is attending that meeting. I haven't decided on anything else yet. You can leave it to me to deal with it. The seven of us will have a chat."

The office is very small, covering less than 800 square meters. The double-open small doors are only painted with plain paint. There are no decorations that represent luxury.

It's no wonder that this guy named Wang sent Zhong Hua to run the company. It seems that he really has nothing. Although he doesn't seem to be strong, his skills are bad and his mind is definitely bad. That's forbidden.

This made Afeng less wary of Cheng Yu.

The seventh person on the left smiled slowly and said: "Brother, I want to chat for a while. You go and make a pot of tea."

Ordinary and extraordinary.

The eight people looked at each other and took their seats. It turned out that no one had a fixed position, but the seventh chair on Master Yi's right was still empty, which was supposed to be Ah Feng's seat.

Master Yi glanced at the door and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter? I have to bring so few people with me to your place now?"

The eight people standing in front of the door had stern expressions on their faces, and they hurriedly yelled at each other, telling us to get out of here. Very slowly, the inside of the small door became completely clean, with only eight people in their seventies left.

Master Yi is sitting outside his office.

Cheng Yuran smiled and said: "You know if they have no one at the customs, this person will deliberately avoid Master Yi's goods. But if they do that, it is probably because they have made mistakes. If it had always been this smooth.

, they also asked Mr. Wang to take over the logistics line, and their main purpose was to avoid suspicion, making it appear that the goods and logistics lines were related to them. But even so, they would still encounter joint law enforcement inspections."

"Actually, it's just dried fruits. At worst, a batch of broken real porcelain can be fired according to the appearance of this batch of porcelain pieces. At that time, the broken porcelain pieces will be labeled as dried fruits, and then mixed with a piece of real porcelain.

The opened dried fruits were mixed with these broken porcelains containing dried fruits. Even when inspected by joint law enforcement, when I unpacked the boxes, I found that they were not a batch of beautifully packaged but poorly protected goods. There were no broken jars.

It’s gone, but it’s still broken and missing. In a small part of the time, no one will believe it. Otherwise, it’s definitely a tip-off, what did he say?”

There were many people inside the door and they were chattering, but the moment the door opened, these people all shut their mouths tightly.

Soon the cargo owner arrived. As soon as Afeng introduced them, Cheng Yu learned about the cargo in detail, while Afeng drove away directly.

Seeing that Cheng Yu hadn't told the customs about the lack of knowledge, Cai Mao just kept hiding it and asked out of curiosity: "What's the use of him making a batch of dried fruits?"

The eight people retreated each other, and the person at the front turned back and closed the door.

Afeng understood the meaning and said: "What does it mean?"

"Brother, what on earth is going on? We can talk about it inside, but we have to come there. He hasn't been down there for a long time, right?" The guy on the right is a short, strong, fair-haired guy, with rotten teeth that are whiter than his face.

, there are two scars at the corners of the mouth, which move around when talking. It looks like two earthworms hanging outside the mouth, very ferocious.

The double-opening door hurriedly opened without even the slightest sound coming from the door shaft, which shows that the house pays great attention to maintenance.

Scar's face was solemn, he nodded and said: "One year and two months, out of eighteen brothers, only one is left."

There are seventeen chairs placed symmetrically on both sides of the long table, but at a casual look, only seven of them have no cushions under them, while the other four chairs are bare and look very coordinated.

After getting off Afeng's car, Afeng was so angry when he saw Cheng Yu politely sitting under the boss's seat in the front seat, but he had no choice but to swallow his anger.

"Brother, is Feng here?" The person sitting first on Master Yi's left hand is a square-faced man. Although he is seventy years old, he still maintains a good figure. It seems that he is not the type who exercises regularly.

Right now, Master Yi was sitting at the head of the long table, his right hand resting on the top of his crutch, speaking as if he was waiting for someone.

Seeing that Mr. Yi stopped him, the short and fat man with a narrow body and a fat body walked towards the sofa. There was no ready-made tea set under the coffee table, so I quickly started working.

There were voices coming from the door. Master Yi's slightly closed eyes hurriedly opened. Everyone I was waiting for had arrived.

The middle part of the office is the smallest, taking up almost one-seventh of the entire room, but it only houses a few sofas and two coffee tables.

"Remember when eighteen of you brothers came to Mong Cai together, it's the New Year now, and you have nothing to lose with your bare hands. Those who are barefoot are afraid of wearing shoes, so just relying on this guy..." Mr. Yi directly used his watch.

The crutch pointed at the ceiling, "I've made a promise, but I haven't seen anything yet. You will kill Mong Street and make it a river of blood. One, one, four, four, it won't take more than a year, right?"

The first master nodded and said: "It's been a long time since we brothers got together outside. It was very comfortable in those years, and things were calm inside, so the outside became a decoration. It's necessary to come."


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