"Even if something goes wrong along the way and our supplies are mixed with theirs, someone will take the blame for us."
"If someone really follows the gangster's confession and finds our family."
"We could have killed him without knowing anything, or we were personally threatened by these gangsters, so we issued a transportation note to them."
"The rest will not be admitted until death."
"Given our family's status at sea, we will definitely be able to avoid danger in the end."
"Sister, what do you think of my suggestion?"
OK, of course it's great.
But I don’t know the people in the underworld.
Chu Shaoxue looked at Ming Jing for help. This woman with the air of a big sister gathered up her fur, patted her chest and promised: "Leave this matter to me. I'm still in the market at sea." Get to know a few characters.”
When things came to this point, Chu Shaoxue felt at ease.
The two people, one facing the outside and the other looking inside, started working separately.
Mai Wencai was very concerned about his wife's need to purchase supplies.
The Mai family is a big grain merchant, and collecting crops like cotton and grain is a trivial matter for him.
But this medicine... probably requires some effort.
But it doesn't matter. How could such a smart and powerful person like him not have his own purchase channel?
Just when Mai Wencai was carrying a lot of small yellow croakers to take inventory...
Mai Fan, who was sitting in the office, received a report from his subordinates.
No wonder Mai Fan would send someone beside his father...
In fact, his father used his power for personal gain and poached his own son too much.
Since Mai Fan took this position, he has used the convenience of his job to give many green lights to the Mai family.
During this process, his father would also communicate with him about some business matters.
Use Mai Fan's connections and relationships to make money for his business.
That was all, he was angry that his father still wanted to use money to corrupt and bribe Mai Fan's men for his own use.
Regarding this, Mai Fan could only maintain the attitude of not seeing it.
He didn't object to Mai Wencai poaching his corner. After all, he couldn't guarantee that every one of his subordinates would be loyal to him.
Allowing him to have more factions and fight more chaotically will be of great benefit to stabilizing his current position.
However, through these things, he knew how bold his parents were. He had to know what the men who were 'bribed' by his father or mother did for these two people.
After all, these two people are already known to Mr. Gu. He is also a capitalist with red attributes.
In case there is any trouble...
Mai Fan sighed, he could just wipe the other person's butt.
So Mai Fan asked his subordinates: "Did they go to see the medical representative of Deutsche Matheson?"
The person who reported "Yes" stood in front of Mai Fan's desk and placed a pharmaceutical purchase order in front of Mai Fan: "These are a batch of medicines that Deutsche Bank recently arrived in Hong Kong."
"Obviously it was provided to foreign hospitals at sea, but in fact it was sold to the chief's father at a very high price."
Mai Fan looked at the name of the medicine on the purchase order, and his hands started to shake: "My dad, no, how much did Mr. Mai spend? How much did he purchase?"
The subordinate answered very accurately: "Two hundred sticks, one for each small yellow croaker."
Hearing this, Mai Fan sat down on his chair...
People always say that playboys are prodigal, but the situation now is exactly the opposite.
He worked hard to collect the property of traitors, while his father and mother worked hard to build it.
He has already dedicated his life to the Red Revolution. Why can't his father and mother leave him something extra?
After lamenting the loss of money, Mai Fan also realized the seriousness of it.
He rubbed his brows and continued to ask: "Which transportation method did they find?"
"Are they the ones we monitor closely and are prone to problems?"
The subordinate looked at his superior with some sympathy and replied with a little affection: "Yes, according to the intelligence analysis of the feedback, Madam and the Ming family leaders have chosen the underworld route with the highest risk."
"And among the gang transportation routes, they chose the one most likely to overturn...the Ax Gang's route..."
Mai Fan: "Don't tell me, my mother chose that one..."
"Yes, that's the Ax Gang line."
Mai Fan really didn't want to talk anymore, he was tired.
He forced himself to ask the last question: "Where have things progressed now?"
"Mrs. Mai has put the drugs into the hands of the Ax Gang, and our informant has now followed the transportation line."
"If nothing else, we should head out of the city now."
"Actually, as long as the people from the Ax Gang can go out to check the three locations outside the city, this batch of medicines can be safely delivered to their destination."
Is not this nonsensical?
At this time, Mai Fan had already stood up and put on his uniform: "No, bring me some private clothes."
"Also, I want to know where they got the approval slip from."
"As far as I know, if all goods want to leave the overseas market, the first hurdle is warehouse transfer and transportation."
"The first step out of the city is to check the approval slips for warehouses and docks, cargo centers and transportation routes."
"I have all the numbers here. I followed the procedures this month and only approved less than ten notes."
"They won't find a low-level capable person and have them forge documents."
"My ancestors, I was really harmed by them."
"Go and call me Hua Yingying!"
The subordinate said yes, but not long after, Hua Yingying was called into the office.
She personally took off Mai Fan's uniform and put him into casual clothes, and then listened to the subordinate's report with Mai Fan.
"Our people said that the note was obtained by the Ming family and is genuine."
"I suspect that the chief of the Ming family has the habit of placing safes at home."
"Although this statement is true, the origin is not correct."
OK, dragging the whole family into the water again, Mai Fan's movements sped up a little faster. He rushed downstairs, got in the car, and headed straight to the first destination where his parents might be.
Before leaving, he told Hua Yingying that if nothing else happened, the person responsible for monitoring his parents' whereabouts could no longer stay.
.......
The sea pier can be said to be the most authentic microcosm of the lower class people in this big city.
Here, there are docks, workers, freighters, and merchants.
Bustling, layer upon layer, rich and poor, distinct classes.
In such an environment, there is a group that is between various classes.
They have jobs that can survive, and some of them will stand out, but they can only hide in the dark places, and only a handful of people standing on the top can walk in the light of the sun.
Mai Fan is going to such a place now.
He walked through a pile of chaotic goods, pushed through a group of sweat-smelling porters, and arrived at a secluded warehouse.
