When the morning sun rose, Zhu Daolin, who counted the tributes, was not in a hurry to go out, but called Duan Deming in the southwest and the old customers of long-term transactions, and sincerely told the other party that he was going to go on a business trip for a month and a half, and then conducted friendly discussions on the implementation of the contract and the settlement, all of which were understood and cooperated by the old customers.

Only Duan Deming's thorn is a little more difficult, this guy has a better life, and he actually wants to go abroad with Zhu Daolin, Zhu Daolin took a lot of effort to hold down his restless heart.

The last call, Zhu Daolin, called Song Shaojun, who had just returned to Beijing.

From Song Shaojun's tired voice, Zhu Daolin realized the complexity and bitterness of the separation of the big family, and the kind and strong Song Shaojun did not change because of the separation, but asked Zhu Daolin to continue to maintain business contacts on behalf of his uncle, and continue to provide Song Yiming with some antique calligraphy and paintings that are becoming more and more valuable on the market.

Zhu Daolin, who had a black belly, not only did not refuse, but happily agreed, and then specially explained that Song Shaojun had best prepare, and when he came back from this business trip, it was estimated that he would bring back about 100 kilograms of jadeite for Song Shaojun to deal with.

Song Shaojun, who was in the capital, was overjoyed and shouted excitedly, and the depression of serious dilution of personal wealth after the separation was quickly swept away.

Until this time, Song Shaojun still couldn't bear to tell Zhu Daolin that the thriving Tangshan Film and Television Base was taken by several of her cousins and cousins, and she actually asked Song Shaojun to hand it over to her family to pack and go on the market, and Lu Tao, who she hated to the core, didn't know when she was involved.

Although Song Shaojun was angry about this, he still felt that he had a way to deal with it, and he didn't want to cause trouble to Zhu Daolin.

On the afternoon of the fourth day, Zhu Daolin packed all his belongings, walked to the warehouse of the company in the northern suburbs with his backpack, and told Lu Jianmin that he would ship 800 tons of copper in stock tonight. All 200 artillery trucks will be sent away.

Lu Jianmin is also a tenacious and stubborn character, although he doesn't say anything, but too many bulk goods are stored for a long time and he still feels deep pressure.

Hearing Zhu Daolin say that he would be transported away tonight, Lu Jianmin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and asked to stay for help, and by the way, he met Zhu Daolin's old comrades-in-arms who came to pick up the goods. As a result, he was politely rejected by Zhu Daolin.

Just after ten o'clock in the middle of the night, the more he thought about it, the more strange Lu Jianmin drove to the quiet warehouse, got out of the car and opened the warehouse door after turning off the fire, and soon found that Zhu Daolin was burning fire at the sewer mouth behind the duty room, and the 200 artillery trucks neatly placed under the tarpaulin under the east courtyard wall had disappeared.

"You're late."

Zhu Daolin threw the last pile of warehousing documents in his hand into the fire, clapped his hands and came to the stunned Lu Jianmin:

"Don't be surprised, there are many things we can't do, and others can't do it. What I have just burned is all the documents and records of goods entering and leaving the warehouse for several months, most of which do not have official bills. Once it is found out, the consequences are very serious, and the tax alone can bankrupt my family, so it must be burned. ”

"Now that I don't have much inventory left, I can start demolishing the two old warehouses and rebuilding two semi-automated warehouse buildings, leaving the space under the east courtyard wall for me."

"Big brother, you won't need a warehouse in the future?" Lu Jianmin felt very uncomfortable.

Zhu Daolin pulled him to the duty room: "It still needs to be used, at least the copper and gun carriage need to be stored here." The 40-meter-long and 20-meter-wide area under the courtyard wall is basically enough, and there is no need to occupy an indoor warehouse. If you buy a large number of waterproof and moisture-proof materials, you still have to put them in the warehouse. ”

Lu Jianmin felt a little better in his heart, and secretly regretted that he shouldn't have come over tonight.

Zhu Daolin did not mean to blame, and chatted with the apprehensive Lu Jianmin for a long time as before, entrusting him with the purchase of many materials for the next two months, and specially explaining to him to several regular military factories in central Hubei, central Hunan and North China. 400,000 sets of black police uniforms were ordered in batches for training uniforms, jungle camouflage for training uniforms, high-top rubber soles for training shoes, and military belts, while bulk supplies such as steel, cement, grain, oil, and food were completely stopped.

Lu Jianmin, who was quite ashamed, asked to send Zhu Daolin back to Heshan Villa, and then rushed back to the warehouse to be on duty, Zhu Daolin thought about it and agreed, and it was midnight when he returned to Heshan Villa. Zhu Daolin sent Lu Jianmin away, and after going around the side of the villa without opening the door, he disappeared into the dark flowers in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the Baoshan Acropolis is about to usher in the alternating season of autumn and winter.

In order to avoid the impending bad weather and strong winds and waves, the freshwater fleet on the way will rest for 20 days after returning home, and the fourth group of immigrants does not need to rush from Longtan immediately, so there is silence on the wide river bank south of the Baoshan Acropolis, except for rows of empty tents still supported in place, waiting for the next batch of immigrants to use.

In the dark, Zhu Daolin transferred all the materials brought back this time from the King Kong circle and stacked them on the east bank of the river where the fleet was anchored, he walked around 260 sturdy wooden boxes, and then glanced at the 800 tons of copper and 200 tarpaulin-covered artillery carriages stacked on the outside, silently walked to the nearest tent, closed the curtain after entering, and sat cross-legged on the wooden bed with his eyes closed.

The sky was bright, and the rising sun sprinkled onto the earth through the uneven thickness of the clouds, and the Baoshan Acropolis on the edge of the sea and sky and the surrounding reeds covered the earth were golden.

Shi Qingyang, the commander of Baoshan Wei Qianhu, and Chai Cheng'an, the commander of the guard, once again climbed the 30-meter-high earth mountain by the river, looked at the sparkling sea reflected in the east sunset, and whispered in a worried voice.

Not long after, Xu Wenjue, the eldest son of Wei Guogong, Zhang Dezhong, the eldest son of the Marquis of Longping, Zhao Liben, the eldest son of Xin Chengbo, and Chang Yanjun, the younger brother of Chang Yanling, the commander of Nanjing Jinyiwei, also climbed Tushan, and got together anxiously complaining about why Zhu Daolin had not returned, speculating whether it was the turbulent sea and what happened to him.

"Hey, look, what's going on on the south side of the river? Isn't it reflective of gold? ”

Chang Yanjun, a sharp-eyed 23-year-old Jinyi guard, suddenly exclaimed, pointing to the river bay two kilometers to the south and calling everyone to take a look.

"A fool would throw so much gold in the field, probably tin or brass ingots, and there seem to be many boxes piled up...... Who shipped it? ”

Zhao Liben, who was tall and thin, asked loudly with his hands on the pergola.

Before everyone could understand, Shi Qingyang had already run down the dirt mountain, and Chai Chengan was just about to follow, but was dragged by Xu Wenjue, who reacted very quickly: "Old Chai, what are you running?" What's going on? ”

"Is there anything else to say about this? The general must be back! Let go, I'll have to inform those fathers-in-law who are too anxious to eat, or they'll force me to hang myself!" ”

Chai Cheng'an slapped Xu Wenjue's hand away and ran down.

Chang Yanjun, Zhang Dezhong and Zhao Liben were stunned, and asked each other who knew that a fleet came in last night? But no one could say that he was ugly, and he was stunned for a while.

Could it be that this Zhu Daolin really has some great magical powers? (To be continued.) )