Under the heavy darkness of night, the dock was still busy, with the roar of machines and workers' trumpets, and from time to time, the thick whistles of ships entering the port could be heard.
It's almost one o'clock now, and it's not far from the meeting time.
Chu Heng hid himself in the shadow of a warehouse and looked at the joint location from a distance. The dark night and the tense atmosphere made him feel inexplicably excited.
Who doesn’t have the dream of an underground party?
Time passed quietly like this, and just when it was a few minutes before one o'clock, suddenly the roar of an engine reached Chu Heng's ears.
His eyes fluctuated momentarily, but his body did not move, still standing quietly on the spot like a stone statue.
After a while.
A convoy of several large trucks arrived outside the warehouse, and then they saw a group of people getting out of each vehicle, noisily removing the lifting tools from one of the vehicles and assembling them, and then they were all in a hurry.
A group of people gathered at the door of the warehouse, smoking cigarettes and chatting. The laughter could be heard far and wide, as if they were afraid that others would not know that they were coming to pick up the goods.
In the distance, Chu Heng couldn't help but frown when he saw it. He was a little confused and confused as to what kind of curse these people were chanting.
In his mind, shouldn't underground joints be secretive? Why do they do so so openly?
Is it dark under the light?
He stared at the people at the warehouse door in the distance in confusion, then turned around and hid in the darkness. He first cautiously walked around to make sure there was no ambush or anything like that, then he sneaked up and took a closer look at the people.
, and then walked towards the warehouse.
At this time, more than ten minutes had passed, and the group of people at the door were already a little impatient.
Several coolies couldn't help but complain to the leader.
"Huo Sheng, why haven't you come yet?"
"That's right. I made an appointment with someone to go have a drink after work. If I'm later, it'll be too late!"
"You won't be let go, will you?"
"It's better to leave."
The leader is a young man, fair and chubby, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses. I won’t give his specific name, but the main thing is that his surname is Huo.
The man didn't look impatient at this time. He calmly raised his hand and looked at his watch, then turned around and comforted those people: "Don't talk nonsense. When this work is finished, I will give you two more yuan each."
money."
"Thank you Huo Sheng!"
"Wow, Mr. Huo is so generous. Someone has invited me for today's supper and tomorrow's breakfast."
"How about a drink for one piece? It's two yuan per person and it's a great meal!"
"I think it's more cost-effective to do it myself, and we can't let the restaurant earn our hard-earned money!"
"Then do it yourself."
When they heard about the extra money, the workers immediately beamed and stopped complaining.
"Tap tap tap."
At this time, a series of footsteps sounded, and the disguised Chu Heng hurriedly walked out of the corner, apologizing as he walked: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was delayed for something."
"Brother, why did you come here!"
When the leading man saw him appearing, he immediately walked out of the crowd to greet him. After the two met, he suddenly whispered: "Where is the toilet?"
Chu Heng took a look at this man and realized that he actually knew him. He had been having various social events these days, but he often saw the man in front of him wandering around with him.
Suddenly, he felt enlightened and understood why these people dared to be so brazen.
With that person's help, this one must be stable.
As a result, he no longer had any precautions and quickly answered the code: "I have it at home."
When the man heard this, he felt relieved and was about to ask him to quickly open the warehouse. When he loaded the car and walked in, Chu Heng said apologetically: "Sorry, sir, our boss remembered the wrong warehouse and the goods are not there."
Here, in another warehouse."
Quite cautious!
The man raised his eyebrows and immediately guessed what the other person was thinking. He looked at Chu Heng deeply, raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and loudly blamed: "What did you do? You are late again, you are in the wrong place, and you still want to do business.
Don’t want to do it?”
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Our boss invites you to have a late-night snack to calm down. Please calm down." Chu Heng hurriedly took out a few hundred yuan from his body and nodded and bowed to accompany him.
"Huh, hurry up and lead the way!" The man snorted coldly, grabbed the money with his hands, turned around and walked to the group of workers, threw the money to a leader, pretended to be unhappy, and said with a stern face: "Hold this money for a while
If we continue to distribute it, everyone will be a little tired and move the tools up, we have to change the warehouse."
"Okay, Huo Sheng."
"Wow, did the God of Wealth open his eyes today?"
"Haha, what are you going to have for midnight snack later? I'm going to find Lou Feng!"
"Together, together, I know a place that's very right."
The workers who had received an extra amount of money smiled happily as they disassembled the tools and reloaded them on the truck. Then, under the leadership of Chu Heng, they headed to the warehouse where he actually stored the things.
When they arrived at the location and opened the door, the workers immediately took action, assembled the lifting tools, and took out the boxes one by one from the warehouse.
Chu Heng and the leading man stood aside and stared at them closely, without any communication during the whole process.
It wasn't until more than half an hour later that the items in the warehouse were finally loaded onto the car.
Seeing this, Chu Heng often breathed a sigh of relief, took out a cigarette and handed it to the man next to him: "Smoke one?"
His mission is now complete, and he doesn't need to worry about the rest.
"No, I still have something to do, let's go first." The man waved his hand and walked towards a truck without looking back, and a group of people left in a grand manner.
Extremely simple.
"You're not old, but you're quite stable in your work." Chu Heng, who had not yet passed his twenty-fifth birthday, commented to the other party in an old-fashioned way, with his face full of collagen.
Then, without staying too long, he turned around, locked the empty warehouse again, and rushed into the darkness.
More than 20 minutes later, he appeared in Tsim Sha Tsui after taking off his disguise. He was handsome and tall in a suit and leather shoes. At first glance, he looked like a wealthy man, which made many female Bodhisattvas who were giving alms on the street salivate.
"Beautiful boy!"
"Ten dollars, will you come?"
"Don't leave."
"Five dollars, five dollars!"
"Fifty!"
"Damn, are you crazy? He won't even give you five yuan, and you will get fifty?"
"I said give him fifty!"
"You are crazy!"
Under the temptation, Chu Heng firmly left the noisy market and came to the pier. He spent a lot of money to hire a boat and sent him to the Central Pier opposite.
After getting off the boat and coming out of the pier, he sprinkled a little more wine on himself and then wandered towards the Mandarin Hotel, looking as if he had just finished his sexual activities.
And when the hotel staff saw him coming back like this, they didn't doubt him. After all, since the first day he came to the Mandarin Hotel, this grandson has been running to nightclubs every night, much better than those young men.
Duqin, it would be strange if he didn't go one day.
