Several people delayed the time until dark, cleared away the traces of their stay, and left Guangzhou alone in the same place. Jiang Jiahao and his party returned to Xiangjiang by boat.
"Why do I feel like a thief? It's so exciting~"
The fishing boat docked at the deserted shore. Buck Yasu and Abao went to pick up the truck, while Jiang Jiahao and others moved the goods.
On the deck, Huang Mengang held the Fran machine gun in his arms and a wooden box under one arm. He would rather be exhausted and sweating than let go of his beloved little baby.
"Is there something wrong with you? That thing weighs two to three hundred pounds, and it doesn't weigh too much~"
Jiang Jiahao really wants to give Huang Mengang a big mouth. If you like it, no one will compete with you. As for holding it all the time~
"Ah Hao, you don't understand, this is called lover, lover, lover!"
After saying important things three times, Huang Mengang wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued to carry his lover while carrying the wooden box.
"Brother Hao, please ignore him, my brother is crazy!"
Huang Meng immediately stopped on the shore and straightened his back. He felt as much disgust as he wanted for his brother's crazy behavior.
Ruan Wenjie came over with a smile and said with a face full of ridicule: "Don't you understand? This thing is at least from the Qing Dynasty, hundreds of years ago. Huang Mengang regards it as an antique!"
"Stop you, I've never seen anyone treat a Fran cannon as an antique."
Jiang Jiahao was standing on the edge of the deck, fanning himself with his clothes, when he heard the sound of a trumpet in the distance, and several people were immediately alert.
"Don't be nervous, the horn sounds three short and one long, it's buck teeth."
As Jiang Jiahao finished speaking, the minivan drove from far to near. He wanted to drive to the shore, but ended up getting stuck in the sand.
"You idiot, go over and lift the car."
"Damn, why is the sand here so soft?"
In the driver's seat of the minivan, Buck Yasu stepped on the accelerator furiously. The more he stepped on the accelerator, he felt the car sinking severely. He quickly jumped out and saw that the four wheels had been completely covered by sand.
Huang Mengang ran over and was finally willing to put down the Fran cannon. He came to the front of the truck and shouted to Abao in the carriage: "Get down, don't take up the weight."
"Oh~" Abao jumped out of the car, and several people worked hard to pull the small truck out of the sand and to the shore.
"I said, Buck Yasu, are you afraid that we won't be tired? I really want to slap you."
Ruan Wenjie had bead-sized beads of sweat falling from his temples, his shirt was soaked through, and he angrily tried to hit Buck Yasu on the back of the head.
If you weren't such a fool to drive the car into the sand, we would all go back to Wan Guohao to sleep now!
Buck-toothed Su felt guilty and did not refute. He could only run to the fishing boat and take the initiative to move the goods.
The truck was just a sideshow. Near midnight, Jiang Jiahao and his party finally arrived at Xizha Road, the back door of Yingjing Entertainment Center.
"You just came?"
Asang was sitting on the stairs smoking a cigarette, with cigarette butts on the ground under his feet. When he saw the minivan, he looked complaining and wanted to ask someone to move the goods, but Jiang Jiahao stopped him.
"Things should be kept secret."
"Expensive?"
Asang approached the cargo box and saw that it was full of wooden boxes. He opened one in confusion and saw a box of smoke bricks.
He was about to exclaim, but Buck Ya Su covered his mouth and made a silencing gesture to him: "Shh."
Asang nodded and quickly returned to the back entrance of Yingjing Entertainment Center, finding an excuse to temporarily dismiss all security guards.
When he came out again, he brought out two flat trolleys and nodded to Jiang Jiahao.
"Don't stand still, help."
Jiang Jiahao opened the iron buckle of the cargo box and put down the truck board. Ruan Wenjie and others jumped down one after another and began to move the goods.
The basement of Yingjing Entertainment Center is very large and is divided into several storage areas. Asang received Mu Wanrou's instructions in advance and ordered someone to empty one in the afternoon.
A truck full of wooden boxes, with the help of a flatbed truck, makes it easier to transport.
It was approaching midnight, and several people were sitting at the door of the warehouse panting. Looking at the locked warehouse door behind them, Jiang Jiahao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The iron door is made of pure cast iron and is three centimeters thick. Even if it is blown up with explosives, it will take a lot of effort.
He brought the lock himself, and he only has the key. It can be said that hiding things here is absolutely safe.
It is impossible for anyone to secretly take away the contents.
Asang still didn't want to see Jiang Jiahao. After helping him, he left with a cold face.
"Let's go. When we go back, we must swallow everything we did today and don't tell anyone."
"Don't worry, Brother Hao, we are not fools~"
"Hey, you have the nerve to say that you are not stupid enough to drive the truck into the sand?"
"I said Ruan Wenjie, can you not open a certain pot but not pick up a certain pot?!"
"No, unless you treat me to fried pig intestines!"
"Look at your potential, you won't eat the steaks that Wan Guohao has on the table. Do you want to eat pig intestines?"
After leaving the Yingjing Entertainment Center through the back door, Jiang Jiahao and the others returned to Wan Guohao, chatting and kicking along the way, which relieved a lot of their fatigue.
In the suite, Jiang Qiwen and Xiao Mei had not yet fallen asleep. They didn't know what Jiang Jiahao and his party were doing, so they were waiting worriedly.
At two o'clock in the evening, when the group returned, Jiang Qiwen gave Jiang Jiahao a cold look and took Xiao Mei back to the house to sleep.
After a night of silence, Jiang Jiahao just woke up the next day and was about to go shopping on the fourth floor.
Today is Wan Guohao's last day. If he doesn't make enough money to go back, he will always feel that he will be at a loss.
As soon as he went out, he saw Asang standing at the door with a look of disgust on his face, pointing downstairs: "Mr. Jiang, my master wants to see you."
"You go and eat by yourself. I'll find you at table 5 when I'm done."
Instructing Jiang Qiwen to move freely, Jiang Jiahao followed Asang to room 708.
What Jiang Jiahao didn't expect was that Mu Hongfei and Mu Wanrou were sitting at the dining table chatting. Mu Hongfei had invited Jiang Jiahao over for breakfast.
Asang left wisely and took away all the bodyguards and even the old woman who cooked. Only Mu Hongfei, his daughter, and Jiang Jiahao were left in the house.
Mu Hongfei slowly put on his scarf, served a bowl of seafood porridge, blew on the hot air, placed it in front of Mu Wanrou, and served himself another bowl.
When he saw Jiang Jiahao frozen on the spot, a trace of displeasure appeared on his face: "Aren't you waiting for me, a seventy-year-old man, to serve you porridge?"
Jiang Jiahao showed a sarcastic smile, took a small bowl and served the porridge, then picked up a piece of meat pie and chewed it. It tasted very good.
The breakfast was a bit silent, and until the end, the three of them had little communication, leaving Jiang Jiahao confused.
After breakfast, Mu Hongfei wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin and said quietly: "Tell me, how are you going to digest those smoke bricks?"
Jiang Jiahao glanced at his mouth, knowing that if Asang saw it, he would not be able to keep any secrets.
He picked up the last piece of meat pie, chewed it, and drank all the porridge in the bowl. Then he picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth, smiling.
"I'm not prepared to digest it. You gave me the Yingjing Entertainment Center, so I'll reciprocate as a courtesy. These bricks will honor your old age."
"As for how you want to use it, that's your business, I don't care."
Mu Hongfei stood up and walked to the sofa. He stopped when he heard this and glanced at Jiang Jiahao doubtfully. "You gave me thousands of bricks?"
"Hmm, I don't plan to get into the smoke brick business. If you don't want it, just throw it into the sea."
Jiang Jiahao stood up and cleared the table, but Mu Wanrou stopped him: "My mother-in-law will clean it up later."
"It's okay, it's just a matter of convenience."
After clearing the dining table, Jiang Jiahao came to the sofa and sat down, reading the newspaper with Mu Hongfei and falling into silence.
He knew that when Mu Hongfei called him here today, it was definitely not as simple as letting him have breakfast.
Time passed by continuously. Mu Hongfei finished reading the newspaper, put it aside, and then glanced at Jiang Jiahao.
She said faintly: "Xiaorou's cousin Mu Le has graduated from Cambridge University and will come to Xiangjiang by the end of the month at the latest."
"The two were childhood sweethearts, but they were forced to separate due to their studies. This time Mu Le came back just to marry Xiaorou."
"Xiaorou doesn't like him, and I don't like him either, but it hinders his excellence."
"If you want to be my son-in-law, you must be better than Mu Le in order to withstand the public opinion within the Mu family."
"Boy, everyone wants to become a knight and marry a princess, but the path of a knight is not easy. You have to take care of yourself."
