At around five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun sets in the west, and the afterglow falls on the horizon.

Han Chunlei followed Wu Qinghe to the bank of a large river.

The river was very windy, but it did not affect the people who stood on the shore and waited for it.

"Mr. Wu, are we going to wait for the goods here? This place doesn't look like a dock for unloading. Han Chunlei stroked his windswept hair and asked puzzled.

"The pier is guarded by an anti-smuggling team, so it's not very safe. Anyway, the Oujiang River is open to the sea, and the fishing boats drive directly here, so it is more convenient for us to pick up the goods. Wu Qinghe explained.

Han Chunlei nodded, and asked again: "Is it possible that no one will take care of the unloading here?" I don't think this place is like a secret place, and the public security will also come to arrest people, right?"

Wu Qinghe pursed his lips and smiled slightly.

Then he looked around, lowered his voice and attached it to Han Chunlei's ear, and whispered: "Unloading at the dock, the anti-smuggling team has to take care of it even if they don't want to." But when you change here to unload the goods, hehe, everyone is a villager, and when you can turn a blind eye, no one wants to be this wicked person. After all, we ordinary people are not the only ones who do private business. Besides, those social team cadres, even if they don't have anyone at home to do private goods, they still have relatives and friends who are doing it. So, it's safe to enter the port and unload here. ”

After Han Chunlei heard this, his mood suddenly became a little heavy.

The legal system of this era cannot be compared with that of 40 years later, and there is always a process of slowly improving it. Just like Wu Qinghe said these secrets, he has only seen them in film and television dramas, and he has never experienced them personally.

He didn't say anything more, just tried to gather his clothes so that the river breeze didn't pour in, and then, like everyone else on the shore, waited, waited for the fishing boat to come in.

When the last rays of sunset completely disappeared into the sky, a black dot suddenly entered everyone's sight on the gray river, and then another black dot, one after another......

Han Chunlei silently counted in his heart, there were as many as thirteen smuggled fishing boats.

Soon, smuggling fishing boats were docked along the river.

A few planks built small bridges between the boat and the mud bank.

Boxes of private goods were carried ashore by the fishermen, and the crowd waiting for the goods on the shore divided into several piles and began to grab the goods.

It is a bit inaccurate to say that it is "grabbing", but in fact, whether it is the people waiting for the goods or the fishermen who ship the goods, they all stick to the rules and conduct transactions in an orderly manner, there are special points, there are special bookkeeping, and there are special maintenance of on-site order.

Soon, before dark, all the smuggled goods carried by the thirteen fishing boats were divided.

With the help of Wu Qinghe, Han Chunlei also bought seven or eight watches at a very low price, as well as a few automatic umbrellas, which he was going to take back to give away.

......

That night, the two of them, who returned with a full load, found a slightly better rice stall in the Jiaweiyan Brigade and ordered a table of small seafood.

Yes, small seafood, not big seafood.

"In the past, we could eat even the big seafood from the open sea. But now I can't eat it, because the fishing boats are used to run smuggled goods, who will go to the sea to fish?"

Wu Qinghe picked up a small plum fish and said while eating, "We have a popular saying, which is called 'a successful smuggling can reach 300 workers in farming'." Hehe, you also saw it today, the banknotes here are like they were picked up for nothing. My brother also said a few days ago that he was going to set up another stall in the West Market, and next year, my mother would not need to bring the child to set up a stall next year. One stall can make a lot of money a year!"

The small seafood is very fresh, Han Chunlei likes to eat it very much, he listens silently while chopsticks non-stop.

Suddenly, he slowly put down the chopsticks in his hand: "Teacher Wu, there is a saying, I don't know whether to say it or not." ”

Wu Qinghe was stunned, saw Han Chunlei's serious expression, wiped his mouth slightly, put down his chopsticks, and sat upright: "Chunlei, what are you talking about!"

Han Chunlei snorted and said, "If you engage in a private goods business, you can indeed earn a lot of money, just like you said, if you are lucky, you may be able to earn a year's wages a week." However, this is not the right way to go. Can the government continue to let it go so far? It will definitely be cracked down on in the end. Perhaps, in order to prevent the recurrence of such incidents, they will be dealt with strictly and severely, and the punishment may be increased. So, Mr. Wu, I'm going to pour cold water on you, stop as soon as possible, and leave a way out for yourself as soon as possible. ”

Han Chunlei knew that in the future, the government would severely crack down on smuggling activities, and the intensity and determination were beyond the expectations of the smugglers at that time.

Many smuggling predators were planted in the subsequent anti-smuggling operations.

But Han Chunlei couldn't say it too bluntly, he said it too bluntly, Wu Qinghe felt that he was open-mouthed.

So, he can only click on it.

As for whether you can listen to it, it's up to Wu Qinghe himself.

Wu Qinghe really didn't take it seriously, smiled, and said: "Chunlei, to be honest, when I just returned to my hometown from Chaijiawu, I also told my brother and my parents about you. But then I found that there were more and more people around me who were engaged in smuggling and making more money, so I felt ......"

"Mr. Wu, what kind of behavior is engaging in smuggling, I don't think I need to say more. What kind of country our country is, what kind of government our government is, I don't think I need to say more. It certainly doesn't hurt to read the newspaper, listen to the radio, and watch TV. I suggest you stop in moderation and stop when it's time to stop. I won't say much if it's superfluous, after all, I'm also guessing, hahaha. Han Chunlei said.

Wu Qinghe listened, was silent for a moment, and then said: "Well, Chunlei, what you mean, I understand, I understand." ”

Han Chunlei said that, as for whether Wu Qinghe can understand or not, it depends on him.

......

The next day, Wu Qinghe repeatedly retained, and Han Chunlei still embarked on the return journey.

This trip to Wenzhou is a small episode for him. In this wave of history, he hopes that he can see and feel as much as possible, and his current life trajectory is still to return to Shenzhen.

It was there that he struggled for his career and created a better life.

After returning to Shenzhen, he devoted himself to his busy work and life.

Time flies.

In a flash, more than a month has passed.

On this day, the shop of Chunlei Tea Industry.

Han Chunlei heard someone banging on the door at the back of the store.

He asked Gao Xiaoying to take a look.

After a while, Gao Xiaoying brought in a person from behind.

It was actually Shen Rong of the White Horse Tea Industry.

This shop was transferred by Han Chunlei from Shen Rong's hands, and as soon as Shen Rong entered the store, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The original decoration has not been touched at all, and Boss Han is really a careful person." ”

Han Chunlei didn't like sneaky people like Shen Rong very much from the beginning, not to mention his previous deeds, just to say that normal people, who would leave the open door and sneak in through the back door?

Especially when I heard what he just said, I didn't like to hear it.

Then he sneered: "I'm not careful about budgeting, it's called waste utilization." ”

Shen Rong's face turned pale: "......"

Han Chunlei made a pun: "Boss Shen, are you used to going through the back door? ”

"Hehe, Boss Han laughed, I'll just treat you as if you're praising me. ”

Shen Rong's biggest advantage is that he has no skin and no face, and he is not afraid of cynicism.

"Boss Shen came over today, it won't be just a revisit, right? Say, what's the matter?" Han Chunlei didn't want to entertain him, so he asked straight to the point.

Since Han Chunlei said so, Shen Rong didn't beat around the bush, and said bluntly: "I came today to do business with Boss Han again." ”

"Doing business?"

Han Chunlei frowned slightly, "The business that Boss Shen asked me to do is definitely not a serious business, right?"

Han Chunlei really couldn't think of any business intersection between him and Shen Rong besides the transfer of the shop.

"Uh...... Boss Han saw that I came here this time to sell a message to Boss Han. Shen Rong said.

"Sell me news?"

Han Chunlei was slightly stunned and said, "Boss Shen can really sell anything!"

"This is news that is related to the life and death of your Chunlei tea industry!"

Shen Rong squinted his eyes and smiled, "With such valuable news, can I not rush over to you as soon as possible?" Boss Han!"

Han Chunlei: "Is it related to the life and death of our Chunlei tea industry......?" That's quite valuable, let's say, how much money are you going to blackmail me?"

Shen Rong: "What kind of fraud is this? Equivalent exchange, Boss Han!"

Author's Note:

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