The goblin didn't think as deeply as Swallow thought, and was depressed for a moment, and immediately eased up again.

Because she was really curious, she also moved a small bench, sat in front of Han Lihong, and asked, "Don't say that you don't control any police system, just tell me, you don't spend money, how can you become that captain in a year?" ”

Seeing that the goblin would never give up until he reached his goal, Han Lihong stretched out his hands at her.

"What are you doing?" The goblin unconsciously leaned back, where did the boy's two paws stretch out?

Han Lihong smiled, he clenched his left hand into a fist, and then put his right palm on his left fist.

"What do you mean by that?" The goblin asked, puzzled.

Taking his right palm away, Han Lihong flexed his left fist, shook it hard, and said, "This is called the left hand creating problems." Then he put his right palm on it and said, "This is called the right hand to solve the problem." ”

Lowering her head and thinking about it, the goblin suddenly understood, she stared at Han Lihong in a daze, and suddenly said, "I said, why are you so bad!" ”

Men are not bad, women are not loved.

This sentence, which was very popular in the previous life, reached the tip of the tongue, and was rolled back by Han Lihong. To play hooligan with swallows and goblins must also be subtle and elegant, and must not speak vulgarly.

At least for now.

Two days later, Lu Wenzhao and the ticket came, and they arrived together.

It's late autumn and the temperature is very low.

Sitting on the hot kang, Han Lihong accompanied Lu Wenzhao and the ticket to drink.

In the outhouse, the swallows and goblins sat quietly, their ears sideways, wondering how Han Lihong's tens of millions could be obtained.

It must be a business business to ask him to come, but what is the ticket for? And I came with him.

Tianjin Wei's business has long been full, but anyone can do any business that can be done. Lu Wenzhao has always been curious about what Han Lihong can toss in Tianjin Wei.

After a few glasses of wine, Han Lihong said, "Big brother, I have thought about what business we should do." ”

Lu Wenzhao said: "What are you going to do?" ”

Han Lihong said: "We make salt and smoke. ”

Lu Wenzhao frowned when he heard this, he knew that Han Lihong would definitely not do serious business, but he didn't expect Han Lihong to have such an idea, he asked, "Do you want to smuggle tobacco?" ”

Shaking his head, Han Lihong smiled and said, "I will grab tobacco soil when I have the chance, but I won't do this, I mean cigarettes." ”

"Cigarettes?" Lu Wenzhao said: "The tax on mid-to-high-end cigarettes is not too large, and the profits from smuggling are not very high. ”

This Han Lihong knew that he had learned a lot in those three days in the reference room.

China's medium-to-high-end cigarette market is monopolized by a joint-stock company composed of six British and American companies, and only low-grade cigarettes are domestically produced, but the tax system of the national political axe is favorable to British and American companies, so that the tax rate on medium- and high-end cigarettes is very low, only about 30 percent, while the tax rate on low-grade cigarettes is very high, reaching 50 or 60 percent.

"Not only do we have to smuggle, but we also have to make our own cigarettes," he said. ”

Ticket didn't understand this, so he just listened to it.

Lu Wenzhao said: "In order to monopolize the profits of cigarettes, the foreign powers do not sell us new cigarette machines and cigarette cutters, and if you want to produce high-end cigarettes, we can't compete at all." ”

Han Lihong smiled and said, "Big brother, I didn't want to buy any cigarette machines or cigarette cutters at all. ”

Lu Wenzhao was stunned, and he said: "If we don't buy a machine, then how can we make cigarettes?" ”

After a deep groan, a fierce color flashed in Han Lihong's eyes, and he said, "We don't buy it, we rob it." ”

"Rob?" Lu Wenzhao's mouth is open, the machinery and equipment for making cigarettes are not gold and silver dollars, and they can be transported away if they are said to be carried away.

After a while, Lu Wenzhao said: "You want to rob the Tianjin Tobacco Factory?" ”

Han Lihong nodded.

Lu Wenzhao's head was wooden.

Tianjin Tobacco Factory is the largest tobacco factory in the country, covering an area of more than 20,000 square meters, with a construction area of more than 10,000 square meters, the plant is a four-story building, more than 100 cigarette machines, with an annual output of 150,000 TEUs, each TEU 50,000 cigarettes.

Rob? How to rob? Even if you grab it, how can you transport it away?

After a long time, Lu Wenzhao said: "Hongzi, you're not joking, are you?" ”

Han Lihong shook his head and said, "Big brother, I'm not joking, I'm serious. ”

He knew that since Han Lihong said it, then what he knew, Han Lihong must also know. Lu Wenzhao couldn't help but shake his head, he really didn't know how Han Lihong's head grew?

Han Lihong said: "These Western devils don't have a good thing, and the national political axe is not a thing, this time they make them feel so uncomfortable." ”

Lu Wenzhao said: "Lihong, if you do this, do you have to think about the consequences?" ”

Han Lihong said: "Don't worry, I've thought it through, as long as we plan carefully, there won't be a big problem." ”

Lu Wenzhao felt that he was crazy, otherwise how could he get involved with such a madman?

I can't think about it anymore, at least not now, and if I think about it again, my head will have to explode.

"What's the matter with salt?" For a long time, Lu Wenzhao asked, he could understand that with such a big movement in the smoke lane, the matter of salt must not be small, and it will not be ordinary smuggling.

Han Lihong said: "I asked people to come over and dig a tunnel near Jiuda Salt Industry. ”

Lu Wenzhao's heart trembled, sure enough, it was not a trivial matter.

Jiuda Salt is the largest refined salt manufacturing plant in the country, and its products are extremely popular.

In all dynasties, the salt tax was the highest and was the main source of national revenue, so the management of the salt industry was extremely strict, and selling smuggled salt has always been a felony.

For Jiuda Salt Industry, the political axe has strict supervision, and it is almost impossible to evade taxes on a large scale in this link, but Han Lihong's brains are precisely in this most unlikely link.

How could Han Lihong do it, it was too cumbersome, Lu Wenzhao didn't bother to think about it, he drank with his head bored.

Lu Wenzhao stopped talking, and Ticket Er asked, "Hongzi, what should I do?" ”

Han Lihong said: "We need to deploy enough forces on the inland waterway shipping line from Tianjin to Baoding. ”

Hearing the strings and knowing the elegant meaning, the ticket understood as soon as he heard it, and he asked: "We are pulling a lock on the shipping line?" ”

Nodding, Han Lihong said, "Yes, to ensure the safety of our goods." ”

After thinking about it, Ticket said, "Leave this matter to me." ”

Han Lihong said: "People are not expensive, don't use your people, use the cavalry battalion." After a pause, he said, "Now we just need to find out the situation, and don't make a big move." ”

"That's even more fine." ”

Seeing that Lu Wenzhao's spirit was not very good, Han Lihong said: "Big brother, how about our cloth bought in Tianjin?" ”

Lu Wenzhao shook his head and said, "General." ”

Han Lihong smiled: "Big brother, you are going to increase production." ”

What made Han Lihong troubled, his head had not been very good, and Lu Wenzhao was stunned and asked, "Why do you want to increase production?" ”

Han Lihong said: "Big brother, I not only master the white way in Tianjin, but also control the **." By then, you think, our cloth will not have to sell like crazy. ”

Lu Wenzhao's head began to short-circuit again, and at this moment, he also felt a little bit of a big talk king in his heart.

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