Rebirth of the Hong Kong Tycoon

Chapter 384 Chapter 35: Everything is involuntary
Finally got to the point.

The atmosphere on the second floor was instantly silent.

Everyone shut their mouths, put down their chopsticks, and looked at Uncle Dong and Sheng Chunhe to see how they could dismantle the mine.

Sheng Chunhe also put down the silver chopsticks in his hand, did not hide his prior knowledge, and said: "Lord Dragon really sees all directions and listens to all directions. You can't hide any news from your old man."

"I really want to pretend to be a fool, to be a happy fool."

"But the culprit hid. I sent people to search Hong Kong Island and the New Territories three times, but they couldn't find the culprit."

"I didn't find anyone, but Uncle Dong invited everyone in the Maritime Chamber of Commerce to have a drink, so I'm the only one who will come to the door to plead guilty."

Pleading guilty to a thorn has been a reconciliation on the scene since ancient times.

If you want to reconcile, you need to spend real money, so as not to let go of the resentment in the other party's chest, you will definitely not be able to fool them.

Sheng Chunhe's words showed his attitude, he wanted to be killed or cut, and he listened to Uncle Dong.

The problem was pushed to Uncle Dong.

Lost?How do you get lost?

Uncle Dong is highly respected, but it doesn't mean that the Maritime Chamber of Commerce is a generation to be trampled upon.

The Shanghainese have all seen the world, and there are no fewer ways in Changsantang than in this little Xiangjiang.

A master who can stand up in a foreign land will never be intimidated by people's few words, fighting for money and desperately, both of which are not lacking in the Maritime Chamber of Commerce.

But this is an opportunity, an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

"Pleading guilty? But not handing over!"

"Chairman Sheng's abacus is good, my ears are filled with the sound of crackling abacus beads."

"Our Chaoshan people's rule is that we can only go to sea after paying homage to Mazu, but this year it seems that we can't do so."

"Now A Le is a popular person in front of the ghost. He sank the ship. In order to vent his anger on him, the ghost is more and more strict in inspection."

"Since years ago, at least ten ships from the Shipping Chamber of Commerce have been seized by the customs. I have sent people to clear them several times, but the ghosts don't give me any face."

"President Sheng, what should we do about this matter?"

Uncle Dong didn't answer Sheng Chunhe's words, but instead asked a question, and then helped him fill up the wine cup in front of him.

"I really don't know about the shipwreck of the Gulf Shipping Company. Whether you believe it or not, Uncle Dong, I can only say this."

"But one of my subordinates got into trouble, and I, the paper faucet, had to come out and talk. Uncle Dong also knows that the taste of being roasted on the fire is not good."

"In a word, I will compensate the lost goods according to the price, and I will pay the ghosts for their money."

"As for Ale's loss, I'll take care of it. The ship is too old and there will always be problems. I just launched a cargo ship at Tokyo Shipyard and gave it to Ale as a New Year's gift."

"By the way, I didn't see Ale coming, and I want to apologize to him,"

"I don't know what Uncle Dong wants?"

The conditions given by Sheng Chunhe can be said to be full of sincerity.

Now is the peak season for shipping, and Daiying needs to ship cheap oil from the only remaining Malaysian oil fields and Myanmar oil fields to make up for the domestic vacancies.

The British-owned refinery in Xiangjiang is also waiting for the arrival of crude oil.

Although the large oil field in the North Sea is being exploited, it will take at least three years of construction. The Asian route is very important for Daiying and Xiangjiang.

Taikoo's orders have been piled up on the table in the Shengchunhe Maritime Chamber of Commerce's office. Ten shipments are worth only two more trips.

The boat lady peeled the crabs, put them in two clean plates, and placed them in front of Uncle Dong and Sheng Chunhe.

Uncle Dong didn't answer, and picked up a piece of crab claw meat with chopsticks, savoring the deliciousness of the crab.

This is a lake crab, not a sea crab.

Uncle Dong, who is used to delicacies from mountains and seas, can still tell the difference.

What is a big shot?This is the big guy!

As long as the Dragon King on the Xiangjiang River does not speak, no one on the second floor will dare to pick up chopsticks.

Everyone was waiting, waiting for the Dragon Lord to speak.

Sheng Yong had been sneaking a glance at the young lady Xu Ru whom Xiangjiang was talking about, and found that she didn't pay attention to the fighting skills between her parents, but was engrossed in watching the performance on the stage.

"President Sheng, you really gave me a big problem for someone Xu!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Uncle Dong finally spoke. He pointed to the actors on the stage, and said to Sheng Chunhe, "If you go on stage and sing a big show, you will definitely be better than Boss Mei and Boss Ma."

"When you come out to do business, in the final analysis, you are seeking money."

"But we Chaoshan people, although our capital is weak, can still buy all the ships and all the goods in Shanghai on the sea."

"In business, there are losses and gains. This is the law and the way of heaven."

"No one dares to go against the sky."

"We don't want money, we just want justice, that's all."

"One of my elders told me that justice is a detour, but no matter how long this detour is, you have to go."

"The money can be left to the person who caused the trouble. Xiangjiang is a transit point, letting his family go away."

"Since you can't find anyone, I'll send someone to look for it."

After Uncle Dong finished speaking, he looked into Sheng Chunhe's eyes, wanting to see how the Chairman Sheng would choose.

"Uncle Dong, peace makes money."

Sheng Chunhe wanted to do his part again, trying to save the situation.

"President Sheng, kindness makes money. I didn't say that. If you don't give me this justice, I can only find it myself."

"Below the chairman's position, there is a big fire pit. When you sit on it, you know it well."

"Don't dare to sit, don't dare to control, it's better to go home and take the children."

Sheng Chunhe had never been ridiculed like this since he was a child, and no one dared to make a move on the Sheng family.

The expression on his face was a bit ugly, but he still said: "Uncle Dong, is there no way to talk?"

"If we continue to fight, it will not benefit everyone. The little devils are also robbing business all over the world. Are you trying to take advantage of them?".

Uncle Dong stood up, walked to the railing, looked at the bustling scene below, and said indifferently: "We are running boats, not doing business on the ground."

"Guys on the sea, everyone has a fire in their chest and a guy in their hands, and it will definitely be even uglier if they make a fuss."

"You Shanghainese are too arrogant. You dare to sink the Chaoshan people's boat. You really don't treat us old guys as human beings."

"If you sink other people's boats, you must be mentally prepared that your own boat will sink too."

"It depends on whether your Shanghai horse can win, or my old Chaoshan horse can win?"

"President Sheng, do you want to gamble?"

Uncle Dong picked up the wine glass from the table, took a sip, and waited for Sheng Chunhe's reaction.

This is the Hongmen Banquet!

Sheng Chunhe picked up the napkin, wiped the oil marks on the corner of his mouth, and drank the wine in the glass.

The ten-year flower carving is not easy to find in Xiangjiang. It's a drink, but a glass less.

This is the taste of hometown.

He is a person who carries his hometown on his back. As long as he has a local accent, he wants to hold him in his arms.

But not now.

"Since Uncle Dong has issued an order to evict guests, I, Sheng, will stay soon."

Sheng Chunhe stood up, and Sheng Yong, the vice president of the Maritime Chamber of Commerce, and veterans also got up one after another, and followed the president downstairs.

The sharp-eyed members of the Shipping Association on the first floor also stood up quickly, put down their chopsticks and wine glasses, and followed without hesitation.

After just one minute, all the people from the Maritime Chamber of Commerce left.

Facing the chaos, Uncle Dong didn't stop him, but stood on the railing, quietly watching the backs of the Shanghai Boys, with sharp eyes, like a giant wolf about to hunt.

(End of this chapter)