Chapter 411: Grabbing Goods

Chapter 411: Grabbing Goods

Chapter 411: Grabbing Goods
Customs Supervisor Huang Youlong tightened his windbreaker collar, looked at the TK-HK/7X73 cargo ship, which slowly docked at the container terminal, picked up the intercom, and decisively ordered: "Do it!"

The commodity inspection team hiding around the containers immediately turned on their flashlights, led their search dogs, swarmed out, and rushed towards the berth.

More than a hundred customs officers were armed with dogs and guns, looking very aggressive.

The lead inspector took the lead and shouted, "Customs inspection, open the container, stop working."

"Normal inspection, please cooperate!"

Ah Le threw away his cigarette butt, stepped on it with his leather boots, and walked down the deck quickly with a few of his brothers. He came to the inspector and shouted indignantly, "Sir, I've passed the customs, what else do you want?"

The drivers and workers who were unloading goods stopped working and waited for inspection when they saw the customs office putting up a big show.

Huang Youlong walked to the front, turned off the flashlight, and said to Ah Le: "Mr. Le, this is just a normal check. Don't worry too much."

Ah Lok raised his middle finger and said arrogantly, "It's useless to pay tribute to the Hong Kong government. You want me to pay you a fee, right?"

Huang Youlong's eyelids twitched, and he said solemnly, "Ah Le, shut up and stop talking nonsense. This is the order from the ghost boss above. I'm not trying to embarrass you."

"There is a problem with the customs declaration of this batch of goods. The Customs Department has temporarily detained it. Ask the trading company to re-declare it!"

He took out a document that he had prepared long ago and handed it to Ah Le. Ah Le didn't even bother to look at it, tore it into pieces, and threw it on the ground: "Take this as my first day out there?"

More than twenty loyal brothers rushed out from the deck, all of them looked ferocious.

A dozen customs officers cocked their guns, raised their weapons, and shouted, "Don't move!"

Huang Youlong patted Ah Le's face and warned him, "Say it again, this is an order from the foreigner, do you understand?"

Ah Le's face turned pale and he clenched his fists. A few minutes later, the container loaded with imported components was sealed and transported to the customs terminal.

Two police officers arrested Ah Lok and put him in the police car. Before closing the door, Huang Youlong kicked him in the buttocks and cursed: "How dare you raise your voice to me? Do you think you are a god?"

Jockey Club.

May Henry raised his red wine glass, clinked it with Fred, and chuckled, "Your business is done."

"Mr. Mei is still as charming as ever." Fred took out the cigar from his mouth, his eyes full of a smug smile of success.

On the coffee table in the box, black suitcases were opened one after another, and the boxes were filled with banknotes. One box contained 500,000 Hong Kong dollars, and there were more than 20 boxes.

The price of asking the Commissioner of Police to do something is so high.

This matter still requires the cooperation of the customs. The profits are distributed among the various levels, one box at a time, and the boss gets less than half.

But using 10 million to eliminate a competitor is already a great deal.

At this time, several foreigners in suits who were sitting on the sofa stood up and took the cash box away.

Mei Henry took a sip of wine, put down his glass, and said, "The police force still has things to do. Thank you for your hospitality today. See you next time."

Fred walked him to the elevator and bowed, "Goodbye, Mr. Hunter."

This was just a business deal between the Jockey Club's old money and the golf club's bureaucrats, an ordinary one that couldn't be more ordinary.

Starry night, ten o'clock.

Yin Zhaotang, Zuoshou, Jiang Hao and others gathered at Shanghai Street, sat at the Guanji Pork Porridge stall, and filled their stomachs with delicacies from the fried food shop on the neighboring street.

On the boss's radio, the radio program was playing "The Wind Continues to Blow"

The lyrical music has a melodious style and a slow pace. Every word is spoken word by word, and the unique voice is full of emotion, hiding the emotions in the wind and blowing into the heart.

The brothers came from their respective places, opened a box of Budweiser, accompanied by fried food, and chatted, waiting for Ah Le to return from Tokyo. Left hand looked down at the watch, frowned slightly: "It's almost time."

Dan Tart said: "Why did Ah Le bring so much? It's a legitimate business."

Jiang Hao suggested: "Let's make a phone call and ask?"

A familiar Porsche drove into the street and stopped in front of the stall. Everyone looked much more relaxed, but the person who got out of the car was not Ah Le, but his disciple Shu Qiang.

Shu Qiang opened the car door, hurriedly ran to the crowd, knelt down in fear, and shouted, "Uncle Ding, Brother Le is in trouble."

Yin Zhaotang's face darkened and he asked unhappily, "What's the matter?"

Shu Qiang said: "The customs detained the goods, saying that the customs declaration procedures were incomplete, and they also took Brother Le away."

Zuo Shou said unhappily, "What a fool! It's fine if we don't have to go through the formalities, but if we have to go through the formalities and think it's against the rules, then those policemen must be crazy!"

Shu Qiang said: "The Customs Inspector said so himself. The foreigners above have issued a strict order that no goods can be allowed to enter the customs."

On the left hand, Jiang Hao and Dan Tart’s expressions suddenly changed, their previous anger was instantly lost, and they stared at each other in silence.

This is not a matter of underworld, so it depends on what the boss says.

Yin Zhaotang took the opportunity to light a cigarette to clear his mind and said, "Go home, take a shower, have a good sleep, and leave the rest to Ding Ye."

Shu Qiang heaved a long sigh, stood up with relief, bowed and thanked: "Master Ding, you must save Brother Le."

Yin Zhaotang closed the lid of the lighter and watched Shu Qiang leave. He had a mature plan in mind and said to his three brothers, "We won't have a gathering until Ah Le comes out."

Zuo Shou stood up, took out a Hong Kong dollar, and handed it to the owner of the pork offal stall: "Uncle Guan, thank you for your hard work. I suddenly have something to do."

Holding an iron spoon in his hand, with a simple face and a warm attitude of a neighbor, the uncle smiled and said, "You guys are busy, go and do your work first. How dare I charge you money when I haven't even had a bite of porridge?"

He put the money down with his left hand and said cheerfully, "I haven't done any business all night, take it."

The entire stall was filled with the Xing brothers, dressed in suits and carrying weapons, disturbing many normal diners.

After competing with foreign capital a few more times, you will deeply appreciate the deformity of Hong Kong Island's business community, where foreigners are good at using a combination of business and politics.

Anyone who tries to compete with foreign capital for a living will be hit hard by the foreigners.

Chinese capital in Hong Kong can either successfully buy at the bottom and pick up the leftovers of the foreigners, or act as compradors and help the foreigners make money, or they have to fight with real guns and bloody battles to break out of the siege again and again.

Legal goods are detained, but smuggled goods can be landed.

It seems paradoxical, but the reality is that the amount of parallel imports is small and cannot affect the market. The foreigners turn a blind eye and it doesn't matter.

But when the industry enters the stage of legal bulk imports, it has already entered the stage of scale, and the chain reaction is huge, which will definitely attract resistance from foreign capital.

Incomplete customs declaration procedures, what a ridiculous excuse, but it is reasonable and can punish you.

This is power!
"This batch of goods is worth 500,000 US dollars. If we can't get it out, Zhonghe will be out of stock within half a month." Yin Zhaotang sat in the car, closed his eyes and dozed off. He could even guess the expression on the foreigner's face when Zhonghe was caught in the crisis of out-of-stock.

At that time, the penalty paid to the dealer was enough to make Zhonghe breathless.

Having to spend more money to purchase goods from Tokyo is one of the reasons. The pressure on the capital pool is also due to the limited production capacity of semiconductor factories and the orders need to be scheduled.

If you expedite it, you will lose money. You have to wait for the order to come in, and by the time it gets back and forth, your opportunity will be gone.

It’s better to just make up your mind and grab the goods directly.

(End of this chapter)