midnight.
The moon is bright and the stars are bright.
In the Cinderella Bar, Chu Heng glanced at the black girl singing heartily on the stage, raised his hand to look at the time, and saw that it was already one o'clock in the evening.
He took a deep breath, felt his jumping heart, picked up the wine glass on the table and drained the spirit in one gulp, then licked his lips and looked at Cen Hao, who was flirting with a foreign girl, patted him on the shoulder and said : "You can play here by yourself for a while, I'll go out to do some errands and I'll be back in two hours."
After hearing this, Cen Hao turned around and asked worriedly: "Can you do it yourself? Master Chu."
"Play with you."
Chu Heng smiled and patted his shoulder, then stood up and left his seat, and walked straight out of the bar under Cen Hao's worried eyes.
At this time, the road was empty, not even a ghost.
"call!"
A gust of cold wind blew, causing Chu Heng's cheeks to hurt. He quickly tightened his collar, found a place to carry people, took out a 28-inch truck from the warehouse, and rode towards the Port of Seattle with noisy sounds. go.
Halfway there.
Two big-bodied little men suddenly jumped out of the alley on the street and blocked his way.
One of them was holding a pistol and the other was holding a sharp knife.
"If you are sensible, take out the money! Damn yellow-skinned pig!"
"And your bike!"
The two yelled at him with fierce expressions.
"What a free America!"
Chu Heng muttered and got out of the car. With a dark face, he took out two hundred-denomination bills from his arms and dropped them on the ground.
Their eyes suddenly lit up, and they rushed forward and bent down to pick up the money, without any sense of precaution.
Chu Heng looked down at the two grandsons, who had the backs of their heads exposed in front of him. Without thinking, he took out a heavy huanghuali table leg from the warehouse and hit the two of them on the backs of their heads.
"Bang bang!"
Following two muffled sounds, the two young men, who were beaten to a bloody pulp, fell to the ground unconscious.
"It's unlucky for you to meet me at this time." Chu Heng pouted, stepped forward and dragged the two of them into the alley, and then heard muffled sounds coming from inside, as if they were hammering Chaoshan beef balls.
Not a moment.
Chu Heng walked out of the alley carrying a bloody table leg with an angry look on his face, then shook his numb wrist, put away the table leg and got in the car and continued on his way.
More than twenty minutes later.
He arrived near the Port of Seattle. At this time, the lights in the port were bright, some docks were still busy, and the roar of machines could be heard far and wide.
Chu Heng looked at it from a distance, found an alley and got in. After a while, he changed into black clothes and came out. Then he found an opening at the previous step and sneaked into the Port of Seattle quietly.
Having mastered the patrol route and time in advance, he followed the planned route, turning left and right, stopping and walking, and soon arrived near the unguarded warehouse at Pier 8. There was no one around during the whole process. meet.
"Twenty minutes left."
He lowered his head and looked at his watch. After estimating the time it took for the dock guards to pass by, he first carefully circled the warehouse. After confirming that no one was nearby, he came to the warehouse door.
Chu Heng glanced at the seal and chain on the door, stretched out his hand and placed it on the seal tightly attached to the door, and said silently in his heart.
Uh-huh!
The seal disappeared instantly and he entered the warehouse.
He took out the lockpicking tool again and used the lockpicking technique he had learned from a Buddhist master under Du San to open the lock on the iron lock wrapped around the door, and then threw it into the warehouse.
"My knowledge is all mixed up."
After doing this, Chu Heng clapped his hands with a proud look on his face, carefully pushed the door open through a gap, and ducked in.
He didn't dare to turn on the light. With the moonlight shining through the transom above his head, he looked at the warehouse and finally understood why the customs didn't arrange guards here.
In this warehouse, there were thirty or forty large wooden boxes as tall as one person neatly stacked. Chu Heng stepped forward and tried to push them. The boxes did not move at all. It was obviously very heavy.
These things really don't need to be guarded. If someone really wants to take these things away, they will definitely use machinery. The noise will naturally not be small, and it will definitely alarm the people in the dock!
"It's a pity that you met me."
Chu Heng smiled mischievously and quickly put the boxes into the warehouse. Then he quickly retreated, reattached the seal, hung up the chain, and disappeared into the darkness.
It's not even three o'clock.
He returned to the bar and came to the card table. He greeted Cen Hao, who was about to fall asleep, "Let's go."
"Okay." Cen Hao quickly cheered up, stood up and walked out with him, and asked in a low voice: "Is it done? Master Chu."
"It's done."
Chu Heng grinned and nodded, looking quite excited.
Seeing this, Cen Hao didn't ask any more questions. He followed him out of the bar angrily and took the car back to the Hilton.
Because they were leaving by plane later, the two brothers didn't sleep after entering the room. They each took a shower, tidied up, and watched TV for a while. At about four o'clock, the front desk called to remind them that it was time to leave. .
"Gone, gone."
After Chu Heng hung up the phone, he quickly greeted Cen Hao, who was watching TV reluctantly, and went downstairs to pay the bill with large and small packages, and then rushed to the airport in the hotel's courtesy car.
So far, their trip to Citi has come to a successful conclusion and they have gained a lot.
…
"boom!"
Twelve o'clock at midnight.
A plane departing from Citigroup appeared in the sky above Kai Tak Airport, hovered for a while and then slowly landed.
"Bye, pretty girl."
"Call me on the phone, handsome boy."
Chu Heng, a multi-millionaire with many talents, smiled and waved to a beautiful stewardess who stuffed him a note, and got off the cabin before ordinary passengers.
Standing on the hard cement floor, Chu Heng took a deep breath and felt quite emotional.
In less than two months, when he left, he was still a little-known person, but when he came back, he had a net worth of tens of millions, which always felt a bit unreal.
"Let's go, Master Chu."
Seeing that he was in a daze, Cen Hao quickly pulled him and got on the shuttle bus together.
It didn't take long.
The two of them came out of the airport pick-up gate carrying their luggage.
"Mr. Chu, Brother Hao!"
A Dong, who had been waiting here for a long time, saw the two people coming out and waved quickly, with a look of excitement on his face.
The God of Wealth is back, and his life will be much easier!
"It's A Dong!"
Cen Hao followed the sound. After wandering for so long, he finally saw an acquaintance. He couldn't help but smile on his face.
Chu Heng also spotted this guy, smiled, waved his hand, and walked over with his luggage: "How long have you been waiting?"
"Not long."
A Dong quickly stepped forward to take the luggage from his hand and walked to the parking lot together.
A few people walked and chatted. After getting into the car, A Dong diligently handed over an insulated lunch box and said, "This is the chicken soup made by my wife. Mr. Chu, you guys have been working hard all the way, so drink some soup to warm your stomach."
"I'm determined."
Chu Heng took the lunch box quite unexpectedly, opened it and took a few sips. The warm and fragrant chicken soup really relieved his fatigue a lot.
"This chicken soup is good." He smiled and nodded and praised, then gave the lunch box to Cen Hao, crossed his legs and chatted with A Dong: "By the way, before I left, I asked you to learn hotel management. How did you go? ? I plan to buy the Mandarin Hotel when I come back this time, so don’t wait until then."
A Dong looked bitter when he heard this, and said: "What kind of hotel should we accept? Mr. Chu, our hotel is about to close down!"
