Chapter 349: The Battle of the Raging Sea

Chapter 349: The Battle of the Raging Sea

Chapter 349: The Battle of the Raging Sea (asking for monthly ticket)

"Return trip."

Yin Zhaotang hung up the phone, rolled down the car window, and gave Wu Liming, who was at the other end of the control line, a very complicated look across the port checkpoint.

Several officials from China Merchants Group, dressed formally and standing upright, lined up outside the checkpoint, following their leader and waiting for patriotic Hong Kong businessmen to enter.

Suddenly, they saw the convoy led by a Rolls-Royce turn around and drive back, giving up on passing through customs. They all looked surprised and confused.

Chen Jilin took a cautious step forward, holding his briefcase in both hands, and asked in a low voice: "Director Wu, Mr. Yin's schedule has changed. Can I make a phone call to ask?"

Wu Limin's face was as gloomy as water. He raised his right arm and said, "Go back to the office and wait for Yin Zhaotang's explanation."

"Yes."

Chen Jilin raised his wrist and looked at the hour hand on the watch. It was a very low-key Vacheron Constantin Heritage watch, made entirely of platinum and equipped with the most popular calendar function.

The back is a hollow design and the movement is a top-notch tourbillon.

It was the gift that Mr. Yin had sent when he was promoted from Bao'an District Investment Promotion Director to Director's Secretary.

While helping the leader close the car door, Chen Jilin thought over and over again, and finally decided to call Yin Sheng privately. But before the car drove back to the bureau, the leader received a private call.

Wu Limin's curses rang out from inside the car: "Go to your mother, you are playing dirty tricks, fuck!"

Chen Jilin sat upright in the co-pilot seat, looking straight ahead, but his heart skipped a beat and he gave up the idea of ​​informing Yin Zhaotang.

Wu Liming's face was filled with anger and he was holding back his rage, casting a shadow over the entire Shenzhen city's investment promotion work.

With his left hand on his leg, he lit a cigar, handed it to the boss, and advised: "Boss, waiting quietly for seven days may not be a bad thing."

"It's better to have a senior leader mediate than for us to fight among ourselves. Political issues should be resolved politically. Shenzhen needs us."

"We need to protect the Special Administrative Region's brand and the 'patriotic' license plates we have issued."

During the past seven days, no cargo ship from North America has docked at Tsuen Wan Port. The goods in the cold storage can be kept for a while and there is no need to rush to ship them out.

From an economic perspective, there is absolutely no loss.

Yin Zhaotang took a big puff on his cigar, exhaled the thick smoke, and whispered: "Just sitting there and waiting to die is spineless. We are the ones at the card table, wait!"

"Only fish stuck on the board like to wait, waiting to be chopped off. Whether it is chopped on the head or on your balls, outsiders have the final say."

"Trust your own people or ask others for help, be more alert, little brother, don't be surprised!"

Before Wu Xiang left, he called and expressed his position, deadline and promise. He was sincere and showed that he was actively trying to resolve the matter.

But being transferred away to study means suffering a loss.

Given Shenzhen's status, uniqueness, and political potential, Wu Xiang must have a backer to hold his position.

Some of them were appointed by the boss himself.

But having ability does not mean doing one's best, and settling things does not mean you will be satisfied!
Taking down Laoshe was a settlement, getting rid of Caidong was a settlement, pushing mountains and filling the sea was a settlement, asking Lao Zhong to hand over the clues and the two sides shaking hands and making peace was also a settlement.

Wu Xiang can also help clean up the mess by introducing the two sides to sit down, drink, sing, and wash feet and have a sauna.

But from now on, when Lao Zhong meets Lao She, he has to bow down and lower his head, and never think of straightening up again.

If disaster strikes in the future and old issues are brought up again, will Wu Xiang still be able to settle the matter?
If the old society is unwilling to just have one line, there will be a lot of trouble. It is better to take advantage of the fact that the old society is just developing and directly eliminate the source and cut off the root of the trouble.

The left hand was deeply impressed by the instruction and apologized softly: "Sorry, boss, I drank too much last night and lost my mind."

"Once the war begins, there is no retreat."

Yin Zhaotang said coldly: "We are cooperating with Shencheng, we can't rely on others for everything."

"The ground wire is broken, but there is still an antenna."

"The old society asked someone to transfer Wu Xiang away, which clearly shows that they don't want Shenzhen to support us. Fortunately, we don't have to rely on one foot. Without Wu Xiang, we can't find anyone else."

"Please book me a room at the Peninsula Hotel. At six o'clock in the evening, have dinner with me and President Liang."

Zuo Shou immediately took out his phone and said, "No problem, I'll arrange the dishes."

Liang Manping was working in the big community when he received Yin Zhaotang's call. He was surprised, but still agreed happily and said with a smile: "Okay, I haven't met you for a while."

"See you tonight."

Yin Zhaotang responded, "See you tonight, Brother Ping."

Liang Manping hung up the phone and lost interest in writing for a moment. He put down his pen and looked thoughtful.

In his experience, he could tell with just his ears whether someone was asking for a favor or just having a simple meal together.

Yin Zhaotang has considerable influence in Hong Kong Island and has an independent personality. He never bothers big companies to do things for him. The last time they cooperated, it was the big company that took the initiative to contact him, and Yin Sheng cooperated with them.

Although the big community mobilized resources and coordinated a national highway in return, but the public account was settled and the personal favor had to be remembered.

Today, Mr. Yin spoke in a serious manner. It was by no means an easy matter and it was probably related to the mainland.

Liang Manping usually likes to think before he acts. He is a quick thinker. He only takes a few seconds to think before he makes a preliminary judgment. He picks up the phone and says, "Connect to the Guangdong Provincial Xinhua News Agency."

"Xiao Chen, please help me ask something."

He was the leader of the foreign affairs line and seldom paid attention to news from the mainland. Occasionally, there were rumors about changes in superiors and policy adjustments.

But as soon as he said that, more than ten minutes later, he received a call back from a colleague in the province, who told him all the gossip.

Although the timeliness is not as good and the inside story is not as clear, it is enough to understand the time situation. Liang Manping thanked him and immediately understood the attitude he should take. He stood up and discussed with the president Qiao Tiandu.

Qiao Tiandu was wearing a white shirt with his sleeves folded up, sipping a cigarette, thinking of the cigarettes his leader gave him last time, and said, "Although, Hong Kong businessmen's investment in the mainland is not within the business scope of Dashe."

"But our cooperation with Mr. Yin has always been pleasant. If you can lend a hand to a friend who is in trouble, he will remember your kindness."

"Foreign affairs work, foreign affairs is business, and foreign affairs is content. Lao Liang, you can go to dinner without worry. If there is really something you can't handle, then try to find a solution."

Liang Manping stood up and said, "Then I'll go. President Qiao, if you really have something to do, don't be a hands-off boss."

Qiao Tiandu said happily: "How could that be!"

evening.

Liang Manping, wearing a black jacket and with his hands in his pockets, walked into the Peninsula Hotel.

Zuo Shou had been waiting in the lobby with a few people. When he saw Liang Manping coming, he hurried forward, bent over to shake his hand, and greeted him: "President Liang, long time no see."

Liang Manping stretched out his hand and said happily: "Mr. Pan, I haven't seen you for a few times. Are you very busy these days?"

Zuo Shou nodded: "Busy with the factory in the mainland."

Liang Manping nodded modestly: "Very good, where's Yin Sheng?"

"My boss is waiting for you in the box." Zuoshou invited the person into the elevator.

Yin Zhaotang, dressed in a suit and tie and wearing a famous watch, stood in the box with his arms outstretched, warmly hugged Liang Manping who had just entered the room, and said, "President Liang, thank you!"

Liang Manping shook his head: "We are one family, you are too polite."

"Don't beat around the bush. Let's have a simple meal and talk while we eat. The most important thing is to get things clear."

A quick meal does not mean having a simple meal, it means skipping the excuses and formalities and getting straight to the point.

"Okay, Brother Ping, the story started with a batch of big flying meat. A brother found poison on the big flying boat, the latest type of high-purity transparent ice. After strict interrogation, he learned that the goods came from within the province. Later, Cai Dong from the old society contacted me and asked me to hand over the big flying line and help them move the goods."

"After I refused, I was afraid of something happening, so I asked my brothers to bring more weapons for protection. After receiving the warning, I planned to go to Shenzhen to discuss with the leader. But the leader suddenly received the news and went to Guangzhou to study for seven days, so he couldn't control me for the time being."

"The road connecting the wharf to the factory has also been cancelled. I have no other options but to contact Brother Ping and report this to the higher authorities, hoping to get a fair and just answer."

Yin Zhaotang sat in the main seat, smoking a cigar, and slowly explained the whole story.

The left hand acts as a waiter, serving tea and water and ordering dishes to be served.

Liang Manping frowned and asked, "Has the highway plan been modified?"

"Yes." Yin Zhaotang raised the cup and rinsed his mouth with tea.

Liang Manping cursed, "A bunch of bastards, messing around. Atang, don't worry, the national highway plan has been changed and the drawings have to be resubmitted."

"It's still too early to start construction. It will take at least two months. We will definitely help you change it back. Otherwise, how can we carry out our work in the big community? Will the Hong Kong compatriots still trust us?" "But there is one thing. Bringing weapons into the country illegally is a big problem. There are some mistakes that cannot be made. Tell your brothers to take back the weapons and dispose of them quickly."

Yin Zhaotang ignored Liang Manping's good intentions and said, "No one will protect us, brothers can only protect ourselves!"

Some methods violate the logic of civil officials and will naturally be resisted. But in addition to civil governance, the world also needs martial virtues.

Liang Manping raised his glass and promised, "Tomorrow, I will go back to the mainland and help you get through the connections. Please calm down and don't make things too big."

"Shencheng is not an ordinary area. If things get really bad, I won't be able to protect you."

Yin Zhaotang raised his glass in response and said in an indignant tone: "Brother Ping, the Cai man is still living on Lantau Island, eating vegetarian food and offering sacrifices to Buddha, and he refuses to leave."

"He is waiting for me, waiting for me to bow my head!"

"Tiao, how can a village chief be so arrogant? Is it because he worships gods and Buddhas?"

Liang Manping didn't want to talk about the inside story, but in a private room overseas, his emotions broke out and he cursed, "What kind of gods or Buddhas are these, you worms, you lustful things?"

"We never place our faith in wood carvings or clay sculptures. It's just that some people forget the pain after their wounds have healed and continue to stir up trouble and create chaos."

"You are nothing but a scum, not worthy of being with me. Good will never prevail over evil, Yin Sheng, the one who laughs last must be you!"

Yin Zhaotang raised his head and drank the wine, saying, "I'm not afraid anymore!"

Deep Bay Pier.

Lao Zhong's brothers, wearing T-shirts, carried goods and loaded bags of pork onto the truck.

Food factories in the mainland will arrange workers and carts, with hundreds of people coming and going, busy and lively, with carts filled and carts driven away.

The car lights were like a long dragon, illuminating the dark road.

Long Ziqiang, in uniform, came to the front of the airship, threw out a box of Zhonghua cigarettes, and said loudly: "Brother, we are new here. This is the first time we meet. Keep it!"

A gangster whispered to the boss, "Brother Chao, I'm Long Ke from the Customs, a good friend."

Beng Yachao picked up the cigarette, put it in his pocket, and said with a straight face: "Thank you."

Long Ziqiang sighed and muttered quietly: "Single-eyed boy, you have a bad temper. Where is the big Chinese? Did he go to Poland for a trip?"

Beng Ya sneered: "Humph, he doesn't have a ticket to Poland, but Chen Tang has one. From now on, Da Pao will be responsible for shipping, and my people will be responsible for transporting the goods."

"Call me Broken Tooth Chao. It's okay to be single-eyed. Please take care of me."

Long Ziqiang clasped his fists and said, "I understand. As long as you behave yourself and do business, I guarantee you will be safe."

A customs policeman picked up the pager on his waist and reminded quietly after reading it: "Long Ke, there is a pager."

"I'll make a call back, you guys continue to transport the goods." Long Ziqiang returned to the car, took out his mobile phone and dialed the Shenzhen Chengguan Office.

Broken Tooth reminded in a very low voice: "Be careful."

"Got it, Brother Chao." Straw Sandals Curry Horse looked alert and instructed his brothers to observe the situation more carefully.

After Broken Tooth Chao was promoted and participated in the management of the big flying line, among the Zhazhi people who emerged in the battle on Saigon Street, there were two white paper fans, four straw sandals, and they selected capable brothers and sisters to join Brother Chao.

He took on the riskiest cargo transport job, but earned a lot of money and his status rose greatly.

When the society encounters a strong enemy and is in chaos, it is a good opportunity for the bottom talents to rise. If a useless person like Da Pao can't make any mistakes, how can people like Beng Yachao stand out?

Longtou Dingye has always valued new blood. If they can achieve good results, they will be rewarded with luxury cars and mansions.

When Long Ziqiang came to the airship again, he noticed that something was different from before.

More than seventy airships were on, and none of them turned off their engines. Except for a few people who went ashore to hand over the cargo, the rest of the loyal men stood on the boats, looking alert, as if they were ready to run away at any time.

He realized that some of the rumors were not groundless, so to show his sincerity, he boarded the plane himself and said, "Achao, I received a call. There is a big case in the office and they are suddenly short of manpower. Brothers have to rush back."

"Director Wu asked me to keep an eye on you. If I'm not here, you should just leave."

Beng Yachao's left eye socket was empty, with only his right eyeball remaining. He looked at Long Ziqiang and nodded slowly: "Okay, get out of here!"

Curry Ma was a little unwilling and whispered: "Brother Chao, if the herbs are not transported back to Hong Kong, the pig heads should be unloaded at least."

"Pa!" Broken Tooth slapped Curry Horse in the face.

Curry Horse stepped back in pain, covering his face, and immediately understood what was going on. He shouted, "Drop the goods and get out of here."

"Throw away the goods, quickly!"

After the order was passed down, the dock became bustling. The thugs hurriedly dropped their cargo and jumped back into the airship without caring about anything.

The busy dock suddenly fell quiet again after just ten minutes.

Beng Yachao sat on the boat, holding the handrail with one hand, and scolded in a stern tone: "Damn it, the customs told you that the situation is tight, how can you make a lot of money if you only take a few dollars?"

"If you're treating my speedboat team like a store, go back to Mong Kok and do your valet parking job."

Curry Ma hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, Brother Chao, I'm sorry."

Just as the speedboat team sailed out of Shencheng Bay, they were met with a team of more than 20 large craft, each of which had three men holding rifles.

"Fuck him!"

Cai Zhenye, with gauze wrapped around his head, stood on a yacht, holding a red wine glass, and shouted ferociously, "Kill them all."

"Let Shenxiantang know that anyone who offends our Lufeng 'Laoshe Cai' will be thrown into the deep city bay!"

The leader of the Lufeng people of the Daquan Gang, "Lu Chunyan", raised his glass with both hands, bent over to toast, and said respectfully: "Master Ye, leave it to us."

When people from Lufeng come to Hong Kong Island to hang out, they often join gangs with the prefix "和". Few people hang out with the Big Circle Gang, and it is true that the Big Circle Gang is mainly composed of people from Guangdong Province.

But most of them are from Cantonese area, while those from other regions mostly seek refuge with their fellow townsmen.

After the 1970s, some people preferred to be the head of a chicken rather than the tail of a phoenix, and gradually formed a Lufeng group, relying on the helpers of the big circle.

The strength is not strong, with more than 300 people, but the foundation is in the province. They just make a fortune and leave, without alarming Lao Zhong at all, and even rush to the thigh of the newspaper old agency, hoping to climb the big tree.

In the future, if we do some projects and land in Lufeng, it will be much better than in Hong Kong Island.

Cai Zhenye also promised Lu Chunyan that if the plan succeeded, he would be in charge of the large flying line from Shenzhen to Hong Kong Island. Lu Chunyan did his best to mobilize troops, purchase airships, and launch a sea blockade.

Lao She Cai is really amazing. He ordered the customs to withdraw immediately. It's a pity that he didn't stop Da Feizai immediately, otherwise he would have stabbed him in the back and the scene would have been more exciting.

"Da da da."

"Da da da."

The gunshots from Lu Fengzi were the first to break the silence, and the dark and lonely sea became turbulent.

Beng Ya Chao hung up his AK, inserted the magazine, picked up the walkie-talkie, and yelled: "Brothers, charge forward. The bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish. Kill those ignorant fish!"

"Get rid of these trash, pick!"

"Da da da."

The loyal men pulled out their weapons from the boat and fired their AKs wildly. The speedboat roared, bullets swept everywhere, and the firepower instantly overwhelmed the Lufeng men.

The twinkling sparks, like starlight, dazzle the night sky.

Cai Zhenye spat out his drink before he finished it, and exclaimed, "Didn't they say they were warned not to bring weapons into Shencheng Bay? At most they have a few short dogs, right?"

Seeing the fierce battle on the sea, Lu Chunyan's voice trembled: "Could it be fake? Someone is cooperating with Lao Zhong to act and wait for us to take the bait?"

Cai Zhenye said: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! Wu Xiang doesn't act like she is Shen Xian Tang, and Shen Xian Tang doesn't take their words seriously."

"You didn't take our words seriously."

Da da da, on the sea, Beng Ya Chao rode his big gun and whizzed by, pouring bullets on the Lu Fengzi. Three Lu Fengzi were shot and died tragically, screaming in pain.

Two more Zhongyitang aircraft passed by, their fire pierced the oil drums, ignited a huge fire, and raised a firework on the sea.

The Zhongyizi's airship was like a flying arrow, easily piercing through Lu Fengzi's line.

Beng Yachao led the way, shouted loudly, and led his brothers straight to the yacht, staging a grand scene of a fierce battle on the sea and blood spilled in the ocean.

(End of this chapter)