Hearing Wu Dali say that his father was unconscious,

I'm in a hurry to get to the hospital.

Wu Jun didn't think much about it, and directly called Wu Yifan, the head of the transportation department of the winery.

Let Wu Yifan take the two of them and drive over to help.

The grievances between Wu Jun and Wu Dali can be traced back to the opening incident ten or twenty years ago.

Recently, there has been a lot of friction between the two, and the most recent one is today.

Wu Dali also thought that when Wu Jun seized the opportunity this time, he would definitely take the opportunity to make things difficult for himself and make himself a big embarrassment.

In order to save his father, he came to ask Wu Jun for help this time, and he also let it go, and he was mentally prepared.

Wu Dali never thought that things would go so smoothly, and before they started to sell miserably, Wu Jun agreed to help.

It seems that he is a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Wu Dali's eyes were full of gratitude: "Thank you, thank you Mr. Wu, I will kowtow to you! I promise you that in the future, I will change my mind and face again, and I will never harass the management officer again, you see my performance!"

Wu Jun waved his hand and said impatiently: "I don't have time to see your performance, let's go and send people to the hospital first, and besides, I'm not helping you, I'm helping the rich uncle, you don't have this face." ”

"Thank you, thank you!" Wu Dali shook his head again, got up and ran out of the door.

Wu Jing, the doorman who chased Wu Dali in on the side, saw Wu Jun so generous, regardless of his previous suspicions, and gave Wu Jun a thumbs up: "Mr. Wu, you are definitely an example for all the villagers of our Xiaowuzhuang, and our Xiaowuzhuang is proud of you!"

Wu Jun asked: "Uncle Jing, Wu Yifan is going to drive out, can you pass the car at the gate?"

"It's broken! The door is still closed, so I can only pass by! Mr. Wu, I'm going to open the door." Wu Jing hurriedly said a word, turned around and trotted out.

Uncle Wu Jing had just gone out, and the mobile phone in Wu Jun's pocket rang.

took out her mobile phone and saw that it was a call from her aunt Dong Lizhu.

Wu Jun swiped his finger and connected the phone.

"Xiaojun, are you still in your hometown?" Dong Lizhu's voice was a little anxious from the other side.

Wu Jun asked, "What's the matter, aunt, has something happened?"

Dong Lizhu said in a hurried tone: "The batch of 2,000 tons of rice seized by the Japanese Benzene Customs before, there is news from the freight forwarding company, so that we can be mentally prepared." ”

Wu Jun frowned and asked, "What do they mean by this?"

Dong Lizhu said angrily: "The freight forwarding company said that the Japanese benzene customs seems to be deliberately delaying time, and this batch of goods wants to leave the customs, to say the least, it will take a year and a half." ”

"It......'s been so long," Wu Jun's brows furrowed even more.

Although the shelf life of rice is long, the premise is that it is stored properly.

It's not your own things, and the customs will definitely not store them carefully for you, so it's good to have no wind and sun.

Even if it is not moldy and deteriorated, it will be detained for such a long time, and when the time comes to leave the customs, this batch of rice will also become stale rice, and it can be said whether it can be said both.

When the time comes, it costs money to bring back a bunch of spoiled rice, not to mention the freight, and you have to spend money to dispose of it, so it is better to rot directly at the dock.

2,000 tons of Hongyun rice, according to the current selling price, that is more than 100 million soft sister coins!

Even if this rice didn't come for nothing, Wu Jun didn't want to suffer such a big loss for no reason.

Wu Jun will never accept additional tariffs, and will never give in to the Japanese customs.

Originally, he was still thinking that at most, he would spend a little more freight to bring the rice back from Japan.

The loss of this freight should be regarded as a lesson in buying.

I pay for a ticket to Japan, pick up the goods directly from the game, and spend 10,000 yuan to figure out the procedures, and you can save millions of freight and tens of millions of tariffs on a trip, and this loss in front of you is really nothing.

According to the current state of affairs, the Japanese benzene customs is trying to be hard, forcing itself to accept the huge surcharge, and giving itself a profound lesson!

This thing is getting more and more interesting, and I want to pluck the hair on my head, and the Japanese benzene customs has made the wrong object.

"The intention of the Japanese benzene customs is obvious, that is, to force us to accept the current special tax. Dong Lizhu said indignantly, "The freight forwarding company got the news, whoever accepts the latest tax rate can arrange customs clearance first, and the same batch of some goods with small profits, the manufacturer directly chose to give up." ”

"Of the 20,000 tons of cargo on the same ship, so far, seven or eight thousand tons of cargo have been directly regarded as sunk costs. Dong Lizhu said a little helplessly, "Xiaojun, what should we do? The total price of this batch of goods is more than 120 million, otherwise, let's ......."

Wu Jun said in a firm tone: "The special additional tax will definitely not be accepted." ”

"Xiaojun, don't be rash. Dong Lizhu persuaded, "Although I am also very angry, but we must do it now to minimize the loss as much as possible, don't lose a big loss because of a small one, the tariff of more than 20 million yuan is only a fraction of the total price of more than 120 million goods." ”

"I'll deal with this matter, my aunt doesn't need to be in a hurry. Wu Jun raised his hand and glanced at the time, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning.

Wu Jun said into the phone: "Help me book a ticket to fly to Japan today, I'll go over again, I have a little way over there." ”

"This ...... Okay, go over there and be careful, don't force it, take a step back and open the sky. Dong Lizhu sighed and didn't persuade any more.

She understands her nephew's temperament, and what Wu Jun decides, nine cows can't pull back.

Dong Lizhu asked again: "By the way, Xiaojun, do you want to bring you a translator over? ”

Wu Jun smiled and said, "Auntie, you forgot, our family has also opened a company over there, and there are ready-made ones over there." ”

"Look at my brain, I'm confused. Dong Lizhu thought of the coffin factory that Wu Jun was building over there, and couldn't help but shake her head and smile, "That's okay, let's do this first, I'll ask Chen Lin to help you book a plane ticket, and hang it up first." ”

"Okay, that's it, I'll go straight to the capital airport. Wu Jun hung up the phone, got up and walked out of the office.

After leaving the winery, Wu Jun went home first to report the itinerary with his mother, and was nagged by Comrade Ma Dongmei.

"I just came back and went again two days ago, you should be flying by plane! ”

"When the weather is cold, bring two more clothes, drink more hot water, and bring you the banlan root at home. ”

"If you are not familiar with life, your temper is a little restrained, don't contradict others. ”

"Xiao Ri Ben ghost elf, keep a few more eyes when dealing with people, don't be sold. ”

“......”

"Do you remember what Mom said? ”

Wu Jun carried the big bags packed by his mother, crying and laughing: "Don't worry, Mom, it's not like the war in the past, and it won't take a few days to come back." ”

Say goodbye to my mother and go out.

Wu Jun called his father Wu Guangqiang again.

Dad only has one sentence "Have a good trip".

At half past ten in the morning, Wu Jun set off from Xiaowuzhuang.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Wu Jun had already arrived at the capital airport.

The Centurion Black Gold Card has a dedicated VIP lounge.

I rested in the lounge for more than two hours to relieve the fatigue of the journey.

At half past six in the afternoon, Wu Jun boarded the flight to Dongjin.

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