Chapter 345: Clay Sculpture and Wooden Sculpture, 1 Shot Destroyed

Chapter 345: Clay Sculpture and Wooden Sculpture, 1 Shot Destroyed

Chapter 345: Clay Sculptures and Wooden Sculptures, Destroyed by a Shot

Yin Zhaotang flipped open his lighter, lit up his cigar, and exhaled smoke: "Mr. Cai is a big businessman, and he even doesn't let go of the pork business."

"If you do something wrong, it will be bad for everyone. HSBC prints more Hong Kong dollars every year. Isn't it possible to make endless money?"

Cai Dong had a beaming smile on his face as he rubbed the jade ring on his knuckles. The carved doors and windows were half-closed, and the salty and humid sea breeze blew into the room, with the smell of incense ash floating in the air.

"Fifty million!"

"Fifty million a year. Just give me the line and I don't have to do anything. Fifty million Hong Kong dollars will be deposited into the overseas account."

Yin Zhaotang raised his hand suddenly and said decisively: "No need to talk anymore, there is no point in negotiating even 500 million."

The setting sun shone in through the window, magnifying his shadow, and his outstretched fingers were reflected on the wall.

Without any deviation, he took the gilded Buddha statue enshrined on the sandalwood counter into his palm.

Cai Dong's face turned cold and he said, "This time it's 50 million. Come back to me next time and it won't be even 10 million."

Yin Zhaotang stood up and overturned the tea table. He put his hands on his waist, pulled out a Black Star pistol, and said coldly: "Next time you come, only bullets will greet you!"

The boiling tea spilled all over the futon. Cai Dong took a step back, his heel stepped on a copy of the Heart Sutra. He raised his hands slightly and said softly, "We are all businessmen. Even if the deal fails, we still have righteousness."

"Yin Sheng, seeing blood in front of the Buddha is against the harmony of nature."

Yin Zhaotang raised the corner of his mouth and said sarcastically: "The clay sculptures and wooden sculptures are no different from earthen chickens and clay dogs. It seems that Mr. Cai did not learn the true method in the mainland."

Cai Dong tugged at his clothes and warned: "You are really blinded by a leaf and cannot see the Tathagata. There is a real god in Baolian Monastery who will make you come back to beg me!"

"If you are not planning to practice in the temple, Mr. Yin, please go back. I won't see you off."

boom!
Yin Zhaotang turned the gun towards the Bodhisattva on the altar, smashed the clay head with one shot, and turned around with a wave of his sleeves: "Bullshit Tathagata, if I don't believe in it, I'll make a clay statue of you."

"How can a mere clay Buddha survive in Zhuhai?"

Cai Dong's face turned pale with shock.

Cai Zhenye took two steps forward and was immediately blocked by Niu Qiang who raised his gun. Many loyal cousins ​​in the temple rushed towards the place where the gunshots were heard.

Monk Huiming led the other monks to bow and lower their heads, chanting: "Laymen, walk slowly, be careful of the slippery moss and rocks."

"Don't worry."

Yin Zhaotang answered loudly, very arrogantly.

The brothers rushed over and bowed their heads and said, "Dragon head."

"Master Ding."

thump.

There is a bell and drum tower in the Zen temple.

When he went down the mountain, the sun was setting, the sky was full of red clouds, and the sound of evening drums could be heard in the forest.

Cai Zhenye stood in Ngong Ping, watching the Zhongyitang people leave, his face grim, gnashing his teeth and saying, "You bastard, you really dare not take the old community seriously."

"Uncle Dong, tell Zhenbing to lead his brothers across the sea and blow up the Laozhong Mountain Gate to pieces."

In a large family of more than 10,000 people, there are hundreds of young men with military experience.

There are also legal and compliant militia armed forces that have to exercise every month. Weapons are even more rampant in the mainland, and a large number of privately manufactured weapons and World War II weapons are widely circulated among the people.

In Laoshe Village, almost every household has an air rifle that shoots lead bullets behind the door. When they have nothing to do, they go up the mountain to hunt pheasants and sparrows and cook them into soup.

Cai Zhenbing is the eldest son of the second branch of the "Laoshe Cai" family and the son of Cai Dong's cousin Cai Wei. He is the militia captain of Laoshe Village and manages the rural armed forces in the village. Cai Wei is a veteran who participated in the Vietnam War. After retiring, he served as the director of the Laoshe Police Station.

With the weapons and ammunition in the old community warehouse and a group of tribesmen with high military quality, coming to Hong Kong Island is definitely a fierce dragon crossing the river, which can set off a bloody storm.

But as the village chief, Cai Dong regards every member of the clan as the hope of the village. Because of the clan system, the population development is very slow, with the shortcomings of feudalism, solidification and lack of new blood.

If ten people died in Zhongyi Hall, they could recruit twenty more. If ten people died in Laoshe Village, even if they had money, they would have to wait another eighteen years. Cai Dong was unwilling to go to war with Lao Zhong unless it was absolutely necessary.

"We are here to do business, not to seek revenge. There are only two truths in the world: power controls everything, or money controls power."

"We have both truths in our hands. How long can Shenxiantang hold out?"

The visit to Laoshe Village is no small matter and may implicate the entire group.

When Yin Zhaotang returned to Hong Kong Island, he went straight to Causeway Bay, Tsing Fung Street, and went to Chiu Yi Restaurant.

Fat Cat looked thoughtful and said, "Lufeng County has Yingjiang River as an outlet to the sea. There is no need to go through Shencheng Bay. We can directly load the goods on Yingjiang River and send the ice to Hong Kong Island."

Yin Zhaotang tasted the egg tart, which was warm in the center and full of milk flavor.

There are many smugglers along the southern coast, and even in every rural village and town, there are a large number of wild docks.

There may be four or five docks in a town, and customs cannot check them all.

Even if there are random inspections by customs, they cannot stop the locals from tipping off the information, or from switching sides, leaving the customs officers helpless.

"The water at the small wharf is not deep enough and there is no road, so it is no problem to transport goods in small batches, but for large quantities of goods, we still have to go through Shencheng Bay."

"The sea is windy and rough, and once the route is extended, accidents are likely to happen."

Fat Cat frowned and said with a fearful look: "You mean, Laoshe has opened up connections on land and plans to deliver the goods to Shenzhen City."

"Then bring it into the harbor from Shencheng Bay and ship it to the whole world?"

Yin Zhaotang drank a sip of tea to relieve his greasiness and said, "After all, the customs is operated independently. With power, it will be no problem to open up the customs of one or two cities."

"If you want to take care of every customs from Lufeng to Hong Kong Island, you must get instructions from the boss of the customs in the province. The coasts of Guangdong Province should be paid special attention to by the bosses!"

"But if you go to Shenchengwan, you don't need to cross the system. As long as the big boss says hello, the people below will definitely cooperate."

The promotion of the provincial customs chief has nothing to do with the province. However, the transfer of officials on land is all within the province, so it is very convenient to give instructions.

Based on Yin Zhaotang's understanding of the province, the people from the old society must have focused their attention on the Dafei Line because Shencheng Bay is close to Hong Kong Island.

Customs people have the guts to let oil, soybeans, and pork through, but they don't have the courage to let poison through.

Fat Cat thought about it and said, "Ah Tang, if the risk is too great, stop the smuggling route. It's not worth it to break up with them and affect the mainland's business."

"The people should not fight against the government. Our relationship with the foreigners is not good, but we have the support of the mainland. If the relationship with the mainland is still bad, be careful not to capsize!"

Keeping a low profile is definitely the best option, but once you are targeted by a wolf, it is not easy to escape.

It is absolutely impossible to cooperate with Cai Dong.

Not to mention that he had just joined the Chaoshan Chamber of Commerce and was expected to make new progress in the business world. Not touching drugs was a rule set by Yin Zhaotang when he came to power. He established his authority with blood and repeatedly used iron-fisted means to cut off the internal forces.

This is Yin Zhaotang's power label in the society. He even broke the rules he set. Did his previous brothers die in vain?
Who in the society respects him?
People can die, but rules cannot be broken.

Yin Zhaotang was a little reluctant to stop the smuggling line, and gritted his teeth and said, "Grandpa, whether to advance or retreat, to fight or to make peace, I want to ask Master Guan Er first."

When you encounter a difficult situation, there is nothing wrong with praying to the gods and Buddhas to seek peace of mind. Fat Cat stood straight and walked towards the altar: "I'll get you two incense sticks."

(End of this chapter)