In fact, among the four people here, it stands to reason that Zhu Cun'an's status is the lowest, Ma Tao and Liang Laoqi are the veteran bosses of Guhuai City, although Feng Tiandong's status is not high now, but he represents the secret service, and someone will look up to him wherever he goes.

Zhu Cunan didn't expect it to be these three people, giving him face like this, plus the goods they were going to leave were agreed by the Xinmin Association and the secret services, of course, there was no reason not to help.

Not to mention that what they want to go is a proper cargo, even if there is a problem of goods, he will also open one eye and close one eye, he believes that in the face of the generous Liang Laoqi, he will not work in vain.

Zhu Cunan not only agreed to their request, but also established a good relationship with them, laying a solid foundation for various exchanges in the future.

Almost at the same time as Ma Tao and the three of them feasted Zhu Cun'an. In Tianjin, Cao Cunyue also went to visit Wang Lin, chief of the inspection department of the Tianjin Material Control Commission.

Cao Cunyue is an upper-class celebrity in Tianjin, whether it is in front of the Japanese or in front of the high-ranking officials of the Municipal Public Office, he is a distinguished guest.

Therefore, Cao Cunyue did not suffer any trouble, and met Director Wang Lin smoothly

"Brother, the foolish brother is here to ask you for help." While speaking, Cao Cunyue handed a small cloth bag to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin took the cloth bag and swiped it with his hand, and he immediately knew that there were 5 small yellow croakers inside. There is a joy and a worry in my heart. Cao Cunyue's hand is so big, it must not be easy for him to help.

In Tianjin, everyone knows that Wang Lin is more ruthless in collecting money, but he is also very disciplined, as long as he collects money, he will definitely do things.

"In Tianjin, there are still things that Mr. Cao can't handle and needs my help. As long as a brother can do it, there is no second word. Wang Lin not only wants to make money, but also hopes to have a good relationship with these bigwigs in Tianjin.

Cao Cunyue didn't make a detour, and said directly: "I have a batch of cloth to be shipped out of Tianjin." ”

"It's not easy, you know, how strict the Japanese are with the cloth." Without waiting for Cao Cunyue to finish speaking, Wang Lin stopped the conversation, and at the same time felt anxious, it seemed that the gold bar could not be obtained.

"This batch of cloth was transported to Guhuai, and there are documents for the reception of the Xinmin Association and the Imperial Army." Cao Cunyue hurriedly added.

"Then it's no problem, I'll give priority to it." Wang Lin let out a sigh of relief, and the five gold bars were in hand.

Everything is ready for the goods to be shipped.

He Qingjin is Liang Laoqi's absolute confidant, he went to school in his early years, and later went into business, unfortunately he was robbed and bankrupt by bandits, and was rescued by Liang Laoqi before committing suicide, and has been acting as Liang Laoqi's account office all these years.

This time, as the treasurer of the Xinmin Trading Company, he went to Tianjin to receive cloth with the official documents of the Guhuai Xinmin Association and the secret service.

In the Tianjin wharf warehouse, a large number of foot forces are moving a large number of goods in the wharf warehouse onto the ship, and these goods are the cloth that is ready to be transported to Guhuai.

As early as a few days ago, He Qingjin came to Tianjin with relevant documents, Wang Lin saw the documents, coupled with Cao Cunyue's relationship, and immediately issued customs clearance documents, without much inspection at all, this batch of goods was transported into the dock warehouse, just waiting for loading.

Today, this batch of goods is about to be shipped, for this matter, Cao Cunyue attaches great importance to it, and personally came to the wharf, this batch of goods is still the largest amount of cloth sent out at one time after the fall of Tianjin.

Soon, all the goods were loaded onto three cargo ships and set sail smoothly.

Cao Cunyue watched the cargo ship full of cloth slowly sail out of the dock, and his mood was excited, this was contributing to the anti-Japanese war, and he only felt a burst of satisfaction.

The three cargo ships were overloaded, and they swayed and slowly sailed towards Guhuai along the way.

The voyage was smooth, and slowly we were halfway there, getting closer and closer to the river bend in front of us. At the bend of the river, the waterway will be divided into two forks, one will continue to the valley acacia and the other will go straight to Baiyangdian.

He Qingjin stood at the bow of the first ship, slightly nervous, and further on, it would be the agreed pick-up location, and a boatload of cloth would be picked up here.

Although Liang Laoqi did not tell him who this boatload of cloth was prepared for, He Qingjin could guess that it must be the Eighth Route Army who received the goods.

He Qingjin was both nervous and excited, nervous that this was a head-off errand and that there could be no mistakes, and what was excited was that he was also contributing to the Anti-Japanese War.

At this moment, the sound of an engine was faintly heard in the distance.

It didn't take long to see a small Japanese gunboat flying a plaster flag, quickly heading towards their fleet.

Everyone on the boat couldn't help but get nervous, especially He Qingjin, his breathing began to be short, and the cold sweat on his face was also "Huh!" The ground flowed, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

At this juncture, a big hand stretched out from there gently patted He Qingjin's shoulder.

He Qingjin looked back and saw that a middle-aged man was smiling at him, and at the same time gave him a reassuring look, as if to tell He Qingjin: It's okay, there are us.

The middle-aged man was the one who was about to pick up a boatload of cloth, and the people he brought with him were all acting as the sailor bosses on the ship.

Suddenly, He Qingjin's heart gradually calmed down, yes, he was nervous and afraid that if he didn't solve the problem, the documents in his hand should be able to let them pass.

The devil gunboat is getting closer and closer, and the devil soldier on the gunboat is "wah-wow-wow-la" to the fleet.

"Stop the ship, check!" A man who looked like an interpreter shouted into the bow of the ship.

He Qingjin waved his hand, and the three boats slowly stopped, and at this time, the devil gunboat stopped next to the first ship, and the devil soldier Cao on the ship said "wow, wow, wow" again.

"Where are you? What's being transported? Are there any customs clearance documents? The interpreter translated the words of the devil soldier Cao at the bow of the boat.

Then, the devil soldier Cao and the interpreter both jumped onto He Qingjin's boat.

"Taijun, we are from the Guhuai Xinmin Association, this is the goods we want to transport to Guhuai, this is the document." He Qingjin stepped forward, carefully smiled, and handed a series of documents to the translator.

After receiving the documents handed to him by the translator, the devil soldier Cao carefully examined them, and there were not only the permission documents of the Guhuai Xinmin Association and the secret service, but also the customs clearance documents of the Tianjin Inspection Department.

When the devil soldier Cao saw such a complete document, he didn't say anything, turned back to the gunboat, waved at the fleet, and shouted: "Roar West!" Greatly, good people, go! ”

He Qingjin hurriedly bent down and thanked him.

The devil gunboat gradually moved away in the direction of Tianjin, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

If the devil carefully inspects the goods, he will find a big problem, there is a ship full of grey fabric, which is not on the documents.

After a false alarm, the fleet made its way to the bend of the river, only to see a ship identical to the three cargo ships passing through a fork in the road.

There was also a person on the boat waving to them, and the middle-aged man next to He Qingjin immediately waved his hand and responded enthusiastically, and the boat quickly approached them.