It was late at night, and after three rounds of wine, Zhang Yulin was in the box of Wuyi Restaurant, thanking the dozens of guests on the table and holding up wine glasses: "Uncles, please help you to go to those newspapers in the afternoon. Yulin is grateful. , I offer you another drink to your uncles."

After speaking, Zhang Yulin drank the liquor in the glass.

As far as Zhang Yulin is concerned, he is not good at family business. The elder brother is in charge and the second brother is planning. He will be responsible for eating and drinking and socializing with those who are in business with Zhang’s family. He is not as good as talking about business at the desk. The eldest brother and the second brother, but at the wine table to make friendship, he thinks he is doing a good job.

For example, at this table of banquets, from the initial polite greetings to the pre-dinner chats, and even the wine has passed two levels, Zhang Yulin has always grasped the initiative on the table. Even if there are more doubts and worries in the hearts of more than a dozen people present, they can only Follow the rhythm of Zhang Yulin.

Seeing the end of the wine, Zhang Yulin spoke back to this topic. After all, these people who helped the Zhang family run around in the afternoon really kept suppressing their doubts until they dismissed the meeting.

He uttered a conversation like a dash of water, and drank the wine in one sip. The people on the table suddenly applauded. When Zhang Yulin sat back in his seat again, he had already asked in a hurry:

"Yulin, you call to help go to the newspaper office to suppress the news. It's just a trivial matter. Each newspaper office also looks at the banknotes and promises not to talk nonsense. It's just that everyone sitting here can't figure out why. The wife of the deputy director deliberately targeted European coastal companies when Oxfam gave medicines? Today, the warehouses of all pharmaceutical companies in Hong Kong have been swept away. Does it have anything to do with this?"

These two questions are also in the minds of everyone present. It’s nothing to help Zhang's family run errands and send money to get the newspaper. But if Zhang's family offends the deputy director of the Industrial and Commercial Management Office, they will all be seized by the customs. , That's not what Zhang Yulin can do if he invites a table of dishes, drinks a glass of wine, and says thank you.

Zhang Yulin picked up the cigarette from the table and lit it himself, and said with a smile: "It's not a trivial matter. It's not that the Industrial and Commercial Management Office is targeting the European Coast Company. It is Chu Xiaoxin of Likang Trading Company targeting my fourth brother Zhang Yuliang. Uncles may wish to go home and ask their nephews. A few days ago, Chu Xiaoxin had a conflict with Yuliang when he was drinking outside. He poured tea on Yuliang’s face. Yuliang was young and energetic. Of course, he couldn’t bear this breath, so he stopped a batch of medicines that Likang needed. It's so simple. The reason why the wife of the Deputy Director of the Industrial and Commercial Management Office would speak is because Chu Xiaoxin is one of the three promoters of Oxfam. Mrs. Guilao, everyone in this room will be able to catch up. The whole thing is young people's grudge, and the Yankee talked about smuggling military assets in Hong Kong two days ago. Guilao wants to investigate thoroughly, so the two things happened to be mixed together. It seems a bit too big. Take a step back. Even if Gui Lao wants to help Chu Xiaoxin get out, it should be just the business of the Feng Zhang family. You have not interfered in it. Gui Lao won’t even sit down, right? So even though Don't worry, I'll take care of the whole thing. Tomorrow I will have an appointment with the Deputy Director of the Customs Department to go fishing together. I will definitely ask you an accurate time to unblock it."

Most of the people at the table nodded. Zhang Yulin’s remarks are right. Indeed, even if Chu Xiaoxin makes a big scene, it should be the Zhang family. The goods were also received from the Zhang family, and the Zhang family should take the lead.

"Tomorrow afternoon, I will ask Chen Fu to call everyone and inform you in time of the news I asked when I was eating with the ghost." Zhang Yulin stood up, and finally felt relieved for everyone during the dinner.

After socializing these people, Zhang Yulin went to the Wuyi restaurant’s bathroom to spit out the wine he had drunk before, and returned to the already empty box, asking the waiter to deliver a pot of tea, and waited to remove his mouth. The smell of alcohol, and then I went out to sit in the back seat of the car, closed my eyes and prepared to go home to rest.

When the car reached the intersection of McDonald Road, two rickshaws suddenly rushed out from the side and smashed across the street. The driver stepped on the brakes to stop and honked the horn twice. The assistant Chen Fu, who was sitting on the co-pilot, also lowered the window. Preparing to ask questions, Gao Laocheng got off one of the rickshaws and ignored the driver and Chen Fu. Instead, he went to the rear door and knocked on the window.

Zhang Yulin opened his eyes and looked, Gao Daocheng said through the glass: "Mr. Zhang, Secretary Likang Song has been waiting for you for a long time and wants to chat with you."

"People from the Wuyi Gang, oh..." Zhang Yulin sighed depressed: "The big brother accompanied my eldest brother to go abroad, so no sensible brother came out to protect me. Now I can let both cats and dogs stop my car."

While he was speaking, he pushed the car door, and said to Gao Dao, who was an uninvited guest, still kindly said: "Where is he? I want to see me waiting for tomorrow, and I am going to go home and sleep."

"Central Pier." Gao Laocheng didn't get on the bus, but said to Zhang Yulin: "Secretary Song said that Mr. Zhang should be interested in these things."

While talking, Gao Laocheng took out a few photos from his pocket. In the photos, the Director of Customs and several British soldiers were inspecting dozens of boxes of things similar to military styptic powder in the customs warehouse.

"Chu Xiaoxin and Yuliang drunk and quarreled. It's hard for that Secretary Song to send the photographer and all kinds of lights into the customs warehouse. He wanted to scare me? Take me to see him and see how loud he is." After flipping through the photos, Zhang Yulin threw it on the back seat, closing his eyes and said indifferently.

"Please Mr. Zhang's car to follow my car. Don't worry, Wuyi Gang has no manpower. My Gao Laocheng will definitely be able to guarantee the safety of Mr. Zhang." After Gao Laocheng said, he walked back to his own rickshaw, two cars The rickshaw was located at the front and back of Zhang Yulin's car, as if it were an escort, and took the car to the direction of the Central Pier.

At an angle that didn't even notice the driver and Chen Fu in the front row, Zhang Yulin shook his hands slightly, and the green veins protruded from the back of his hand, clutching his trousers tightly.

Trafficking in prohibited goods and trafficking in military assets are two completely different concepts.

Likang's Chu Xiaoxin is crazy? Do you want to use this method of framing and framing? Are you prepared to die forever?

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Song Tianyao and Angie Periss sent away and collected 150,000 Hong Kong dollars before they took the time to come to the warehouse. By the way, after the customs director who took pictures on the photos, they sent them to each of the more than 30 British troops who were responsible for guarding the customs warehouse at night. For one thousand Hong Kong dollars, the sergeant leading the team even gave five thousand Hong Kong dollars.

These British people are very cooperative with the fact that they can read the newspaper and have the money to collect. Several British soldiers even put on some poses when taking pictures in the warehouse.

After these people and the photographer were arranged to be sent away, Song Tianyao slowly walked to the pier with Angie Peris, looking at the dark water, and said:

"Have I remembered everything I told you? The photos are collected, and I will send you back to the hotel to rest, and book the earliest flight to London tomorrow."

"If I haven't waited for your call, what should I do?" Angie Peris looked at Song Tianyao next to him: "Someone kills you for the first time, and someone may kill you for the second time."

"I didn't receive a call from me for a week, and sent those photos and materials to the newspapers in the United States. If Song Tianyao's luck falls to the end and accidentally dies, then it won't make these living guys feel too comfortable." Song Tianyao Turning his face and looking at Angie Peris: "You wear enough today, I won't pretend to be a gentleman and take off the coat for you. Let's go, go back to the hotel and rest for a while, and I will send you out of Hong Kong tomorrow."

Angie Peris didn't say any more, turned around and walked out of the pier behind the gangster and four or five members of Chao Yongyi.

"Don't need me to stay with you, Secretary Song?" Lan Mingju asked Song Tianyao before leaving. Song Tianyao pointed to a fishing boat on the water and more than 30 shadows twenty to thirty meters away: "Five hundred blessings. The members of Xing, if you can’t hold me back anymore, you might as well let them jump into the sea to commit suicide, so as not to live ashamed of the term "Jianghu Ren"."

Zhang Yulin's car slowly drove into the dock. Song Tianyao turned around and looked at the third young master Zhang who got off the back seat of the car. He smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, the picture is not clear? I used four of them on purpose. The battery lights and dozens of kerosene oil lamps took the light, and only then did the dark warehouse be photographed as if it were daytime."

"Black is black. No matter how bright the shot is, it will be black." Zhang Yulin looked at the surrounding environment and walked to Song Tianyao's side and said: "The guy who led the way said it was Likang’s Secretary Song who saw me. It’s just that your secretary is here. I thought Chu Xiaoxin would show up too, after pouring my fourth brother a cup of tea, and then spraying my face with saliva."

"I saw you because I wanted to tell you that you can't be the master in this round. I would like to ask you to call Zhang Yujie and let him return to Hong Kong as soon as possible. It is up to him to decide whether Likang and Zhang's family will fight or make peace." Song Tianyao said with a face. Looking at Zhang Yulin calmly, he said word by word.

Zhang Yulin smiled disdainfully: "Planning and setting up, taking pictures and posting in the newspaper, this is a shameless means. It doesn't take me to go back to Hong Kong, right?"

"After tonight, it will be too late. You think Likang must not be able to hold it if you wear it out. Someone will be the scapegoat, right? I think so too, but now the scapegoat is not Likang, but Zhang’s family. Personally, you know." Song Tianyao waved towards the tall guy ten meters away.

A middle-aged man with a blue nose and a swollen face and a lot of blood stains on his body, with a rag stuffed in his mouth, his hands tied behind his back, shivering with cold, was picked up by the tall man from the boat moored nearby.

"This is Lawyer Pan Yunming, you talk to him slowly, and then decide if you want Zhang Yujie to return to Hong Kong to clean up the mess." Song Tianyao lowered his head and lit a cigarette against the wind, and said to Zhang Yulin, "I think, after the chat, you Zhong would like to say thank you very much."