The seventeenth warehouse at the port, one of the three warehouses leased by 'Weiling' Maritime Trading, has two doors tightly closed at this time, the lights are brightly lit inside, and the sound is noisy.
"I can finally drink wine, my mother has faded away in the sea, and Scardy's bad wine smells sour again."
"When can I leave? If it's later, all the good girls in Tongshui Lane will be picked up!"
"Are you in such a hurry?"
"Nonsense, you haven't had any fishy smell in dozens of days?"
"Aren't there a few good-looking ones in the Tianji goods? There seems to be a noble lady who got into trouble and even scolded us. You didn't go?"
"Tianji people are too strong. I like them smaller. My hands are smaller."
"No wonder you went to Tongshui Lane..."
Dozens of sailors in the warehouse sat cross-legged on the floor, eating wine and meat, laughing loudly in pornographic accents, and even wrestling and making noises when they got into the mood. Naturally, it was reasonable for them to be happy. The hard-working sea journey for more than a month was finally over.
The next half month will be their happy time.
Most of them don't have the habit of saving money. For those who engage in maritime trade, even if their route is stable, they are prone to natural disasters and man-made disasters. Maybe the merchant ships passing by will turn into pirates - they have done such a thing - carpe diem.
This is their philosophy of life. No matter how much money the captain gives them, they will definitely spend it completely within half a month.
But this is enough. The money they get alone is enough for them to live like a young master for the past half month. Even if they have the idea of stability, Xuanzhu County, a place of pleasure and vanity, will eventually destroy their lives.
All the money was drained.
Surrounded by laughter and laughter, the three people sitting in the middle looked at Magnolia with nervous expressions. Sitting on the left was a strong young man, Bao Long, the third captain in charge of managing the No. 3 ship; sitting on the right
The old man with gray hair on the temples is Mr. Wu, the second captain in charge of the No. 2 ship; the strong man sitting in the middle is the chief captain in charge of the entire fleet and the No. 1 ship, Black Flag.
Bai Magnolia, who was looking at the logbook and account book, suddenly asked: "Where is the location where the No. 2 ship hit the rocks? How far is it from the warehouse?"
"It's right next to the warehouse." Mr. Wu said immediately. He puffed on his pipe, exhaled a puff of smoke to the side, and said, "That room is actually a temporary warehouse. It just happened to be empty so there was no loss."
"If you transfer the share of the nearby warehouse here, you can report the loss." Bai Magnolia said: "Every time we go in and out, we can get an extra three hundred gold yuan."
Baolong said: "Actually, we can say that the price of Grace Lock in Scarty has dropped, so that we can get more -"
Bai Magnolia shook her head: "No need, continue to maintain the highest price and report the profit."
Baolong was dissatisfied and stood up and said loudly: "But it is a fact that it is difficult to sell the grace locked in Sjiadi. The first few times we paid the highest price, but if we continue like this, won't our hard-earned money be taken away by the second generation ancestor?"
half--"
boom!
Black Flag suddenly punched Baolong, and Baolong crashed into the sailors' banquet next to him. He was immersed in the smell of chicken and fish, one of his teeth was knocked out, and his nose was bleeding.
The sailors were not surprised. They laughed and moved to another place to continue eating, drinking and gambling. Baolong wiped the blood on his face and got up silently. Black Flag asked: "Do you know you are wrong?"
"I know." Baolong lowered his head and said.
Black Flag's tone also softened: "I am more unhappy than you about being cut off from such a large piece of flesh. The money I will get will be less, and I am the one who loses the most! Manager Bai's share is the same as yours, you
He doesn’t have much money, and he doesn’t have much money either. Do you think he will feel very comfortable?”
"But in the final analysis, we are just workers 'hired' by the Silver Blood Society. The ship is not ours, and the goods are not ours. All the reliance you think you have, the Silver Blood Society can take it away at any time, and Heyang Jun's navy can take it away at any time."
They will sink us, and Silver Blood will try to crush us, just like crushing a group of ants!"
"I don't expect you to understand Director Bai's intentions, but don't intimidate others."
Baolong whispered: "I didn't even hit him, it's not a threat..."
Black Flag walked up to him, grabbed his collar and said coldly: "Did you hear that?"
Although Heiqi was only a few years older than Baolong, and the two were similar in stature, Baolong was immediately frightened when he saw the look in Heiqi's eyes: "I heard that!"
"This is called intimidation." Black Flag loosened his collar.
Seeing that they had handled the internal affairs, Bai Magnolia continued to close the account book and said: "I can't find any other place to squeeze out the money, so let's do it. You can just hand in this account book tomorrow, and you can divide the money now."
The sailors' ears were pointed. The moment they heard the word "penny," they fell silent. Their eyes were like students who haven't done their homework before the end of the summer vacation looking at the top students who have finished their homework. They looked at the captains fiercely and longingly.
Heiqi smiled and nodded towards Mr. Wu. Mr. Wu walked to the box next to him, took a pipe and pried it open, revealing that the box was full of gold coins.
"You bastards, line up and come to collect the money!" Mr. Wu roared, and the sailors immediately lined up obediently. The big men lined up like elementary school students. Bai Magnolia couldn't bear it every time she saw this scene.
I just want to laugh out loud.
"Old dog head, sailor, take three bags of money."
"Boy Ying, sailor, take three bags of money."
"North Wind, boatswain, take three gold coins and three bags of money."
"Old Mo, first mate, take a dozen gold yuan and three bags of money."
…
The money was distributed in an orderly manner, and the sailors who got the money happily counted the money. They were not heroic guys. Of course, they had to check whether there was any missing money. The captains would not admit it after they left the door.
Mr. Wu was sitting on the sofa next to him, directing his men to distribute the money. Suddenly he heard someone ask: "Wow, there are at least three bags of money. How much is the three bags of money? Is there 700 money?"
Mr. Wu replied casually: "It's not just this time, it's 900 yuan!"
"Wow, after calculating this, the daily salary is almost twice that of the captain of the Statistics Department. That's great..." The voice murmured in a low voice. Mr. Wu couldn't hear clearly. He squinted and asked: "What are you talking about?"
"
"I would like to ask, does the higher the position, the more money?"
"Of course! If young people work hard, they will be promoted to boatswain sooner or later." Mr. Wu thought it was some young sailor chatting with him, so he casually encouraged him.
"Then I would like to ask, how much money does Jing Zhengwei, the owner of 'Weiling', get?"
"He, let me think about it, he should be able to get..."
Mr. Wu suddenly got stuck. He turned around and saw a young man in luxurious clothes standing behind him, looking at him with a smile. He was so frightened that he rolled to the ground and opened his mouth with a pale face, "You, you...
…”
"You are Jing Zhengwei!"
Mr. Wu's loud shout attracted everyone's attention. Many people saw that the young man's face suddenly changed. Black Flag, Baolong, Bai Magnolia and others suddenly stood up, and the sailors who were close to the guns and weapons
He even reacted extremely quickly to get the weapon——
Snapped!
With the young man's clap, the two doors of the warehouse were blasted open, and the guards of the Jing family rushed in with blunderbuss and pointed at the sailors. One sailor almost touched the light blunderbuss, but was shot through the palm by the guard.
, lying on the ground and screaming in pain.
The guards were naturally led by Mi Die and Li Sang, the two bodyguards of the eldest young master of the Jing family, and the double swordsman Yin Minghong. Although the number of guards was smaller than that of the sailors, surrounded by the three of them, there was a vague sense of security.
The momentum of 'siege'.
Bang bang, the young man turned over, sat down on the tattered sofa where Mr. Wu had just been, and continued to applaud vigorously. He looked like he was watching the fun and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, everyone. I'm just here to inspect the public sentiment. You are all 'Wei Ling'
Why does Haitrade's important wealth always look like 'the boss wants to harm me'?"
"Relax, relax, keep eating, keep drinking."
Although the young man said this, the surrounding guards were still pointing guns at the sailors in silence. All the sailors had a sense of crisis like thorns piercing their backs. Any sailor who tried to take a weapon would instantly feel that he was being hit by several guns.
Take aim, if you make any rash moves, the sailors rolling on the ground screaming in pain will be their fate.
The warehouse suddenly became a little quiet. Apart from the painful screams of the dead-handed sailors, the only sounds left were everyone's nervous breathing and violent heartbeats. No one dared to move.
"It seems that I am not very popular." The young man smiled and said, "Maybe I came at the wrong time?"
"No."
At this time, Magnolia suddenly took a step forward, looked at Le Yu and said:
