Dreaming back to 1949, the great powers were there to deceive us

Magic City, Anping Street.

In the middle of the street, a building suddenly billowed with thick smoke, followed by flames shooting into the sky. The raging flames devoured the entire building like a demon. The fire spread rapidly, the flames licking the walls and windows, making crackling sounds, as if it was going to burn everything to ashes.

Panicked people fled from the building one after another, their faces full of fear, shouts and screams one after another, the whole scene was in chaos.

A moment later, the sign outside the building fell down, and the flames on it were still strong. On the sign, the word "newspaper office" could be vaguely seen.

When Atlan arrived, the entire building had collapsed.

This newspaper, called the Magic City Morning Post, was very small, and they published the news that the Green Gang had sunk a ferry.

Just a few hours later, the newspaper office was burned down.

It is obvious that this is the Qing Gang's revenge.

Mary, sitting in the front seat of the car, turned her head and said,

"Several other newspapers have explicitly refused to publish any news related to the Green Gang!"

Atlan rolled up the glass and rubbed his brows.

"The chairman said it well: You want to use morality to kidnap me, but if I have no morality, you can't kidnap me!"

He became weak.

"The Green Gang clearly has no morals! Let's go back to Chinachem!"

Halfway through the journey, Mary turned her head again.

"Sir, a manager named He Bing has made a suggestion."

"What advice?"

"He Bing suggested that we avoid placing advertisements in newspapers and instead rely on word of mouth."

Atlan's eyes, which were originally closed, suddenly opened.

"You mean using rumors?"

Mary smiled sweetly,

"It's not me, it's He Bing, he's the manager of Pier 69."

In the morning, He Bing called the Chinachem Hotel and Mary answered the phone. At first, she didn't pay much attention to it. Now that the newspaper office was burned down, Mary remembered it.

Atlan pondered for a moment and made a decision.

"He Bing is a talented person. Let him take charge of this matter."

"Yes!"

The car sped along the wide road, its wheels rubbing against the ground with a sharp sound, as if it was about to tear the land apart. Pedestrians on the roadside hurriedly moved to the side of the road at the honking of horns.

At Pier 69, He Bing received an order to conduct word-of-mouth publicity.

He Bing was so excited that he could hardly contain himself. If he could complete this task beautifully, the higher-ups would definitely take notice of him! By then, would he still be worried about not having a chance to make a name for himself?

He already had a clear plan for how to promote the campaign. After all, after so much time planning, he had considered all possible scenarios and formulated corresponding strategies.

Thinking of this, He Bing couldn't help laughing out loud, but then he immediately returned to his serious expression - because he knew how difficult his opponent was.

There is a saying that goes: Fortune and wealth are achieved through risk.

This sentence is very appropriate for He Bing.

Whether the publicity is successful or not, it will offend the Green Gang.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. He Bing walked to the security area and stretched.

A few hundred meters away, a middle-aged man received the signal, and immediately squeezed into the queue, panting, carrying a suitcase, ready to buy a ticket!

He had a frightened expression, patted his chest repeatedly, and asked in a mysterious voice,

"Is this Pier 69 in Tongan?"

The person next to me was upset because of the queue and said unhappily,

"Yes, didn't you see the sign hanging out front?"

The middle-aged man's expression was obviously much more relaxed.

"That makes me feel relieved! I was so scared, so scared!"

The person next to him became curious and asked,

"What frightened you, old man?"

The middle-aged man showed a frightened expression again and waved his hands quickly.

"Nothing, nothing! Tongan's ship is safe!"

The man next to him heard the implication in his words, and quickly handed him a cigarette, lit it for him, and asked in a low voice,

"Dude, what do you mean Tongan's ship is safe?"

The middle-aged man looked around vigilantly, and when he saw that no one was paying attention, he whispered,

"Haven't you heard?"

"What did you hear?"

The middle-aged man looked around cautiously again, and then said in a low voice,

"Early this morning, a body was found at the estuary. After identification, it was discovered that he had boarded a Sanxin Company ship. Later, several more bodies were found washed up on the beach. They were all passengers on the ship. None of them drowned!"

As he said this, he gave the other person a look that said, "I understand."

His voice was soft, but the people nearby heard it and were so frightened that they broke out in a cold sweat! They imagined a scene: once the ship was out to sea, the Sanxin Company would immediately bar its fangs and rob the ship of its property. If they refused, they would be immediately sunk into the sea.

They are gangsters and are capable of doing such a thing.

Everyone has thought about taking the Sanxin Company's ship.

But Sanxin Company has limited ships and it is impossible to squeeze in.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed,

"Oh no! My second uncle is still waiting in line at Sanxin Company!"

After saying that, the man stopped a rickshaw and hurried to Xiji Wharf.

When He Bing saw this scene, a smile appeared on his lips. In order to be on the safe side, he had to find a few more people to take over, but not too many, because if the number increased, it would be easy for the secret to be leaked.

The Qing Gang is not easy to deal with, and their disciples are from all walks of life.

Most of the people He Bing found were from the north, and had families in Tongan.

Half an hour later, we arrived at Xiji Wharf.

The rickshaw driver was almost exhausted. When he arrived at his destination, he leaned against the wall and gasped for breath.

The passenger handed over two dollars, which was the fare agreed upon in advance, otherwise the driver would not have driven so hard.

The driver took it carefully and quickly hid it in his pocket. If Hu Zhenhua were here, he would definitely recognize that this person was Third Brother Hao.

As soon as the passenger left, two thugs came to Brother Hao San. They had just witnessed the process of giving money.

"Hey! Cart driver, do you know the rules?"

A gangster stretched out his right hand and rubbed his thumb and index finger a few times.

Hao San's face turned ugly. That action meant he wanted money. No matter how unhappy he was, he didn't dare to disobey the Qing Gang, so he asked tentatively,

"How many!"

The little gangster laughed,

"We'll split it in half when we meet. Just follow the rules and we'll keep you safe around Xiji Wharf!"

Third Brother Hao wanted to cry. He had paid protection fees when he was pulling a rickshaw in the Shanghai area, and now it was equivalent to charging him repeatedly. He hesitated and took out a dollar and handed it over.

The gangster took it, smiled, and patted his shoulder.

“I like transparent people!”

It's not that the gangsters don't want to extort all the money, but that would be like killing the goose that lays the golden eggs. If they do a one-time deal, their future income will drop sharply.

The two thugs got the money and quickly ran to the accounting office more than a hundred meters away to pay.

The Qing Gang has clear hierarchies and extremely strict family rules, prohibiting the embezzlement of money.

After resting for a while, Brother Hao San picked up another passenger. There was no doubt that he paid another protection fee.

Brother Hao San didn't know what "double charging" meant, but he knew that the Qing Gang was shameless!

On the other hand, the passenger who just gave Hao Sange two dollars was named Ai Qiu. He was carrying a heavy suitcase and shouting at the dock,

"Second uncle! Second uncle! Where are you?"

Just as he was about to squeeze into the queue, he was scolded.

"Why are you pushing so hard? Can't you see everyone is lining up? They're all rushing to be reborn!"

Ai Qiu quickly apologized,

"Sorry, I'm looking for someone, not buying a ticket!"

"Putting blank paper on the grave—fooling the ghosts!"

Ai Qiu looked at the suitcase in his hand, and it was hard to explain. He was extremely anxious, and when he didn't know what to do, two gangsters came up to him and shouted,

"Hey! What are you doing? You dare to make trouble here? Are you tired of living?"

Ai Qiu shuddered, and the box in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, hitting his feet, making him grimace in pain!

The two hooligans didn't care about that. They stepped forward and grabbed Ai Qiu's collar, glaring at him: "Tell me, what are you doing!"

Ai Qiu has been in the business world for decades, but if he still can't understand this, then he has wasted his time.

A few silver dollars were stuffed into the gangster's pocket, making a crisp sound.

The gangster then let go of Ai Qiu, reached into his pocket, took out the silver dollar, tossed it, and said with a smile,

"What, bribe me?"

"How dare I? I have an emergency at home, so I'm here looking for my uncle. Please help me with these few dollars, brother!"

Seeing that the two thugs thought the amount was too little, Ai Qiu took out a few more dollars and handed them over.

One of them took the dollar, and the other one stretched out his fingers and made a ten.

That means: That’s not enough, give me ten more!

Ai Qiu knew that these people were greedy and would cause trouble if he did as he was told. So he opened the suitcase in front of them and took out five dollars, two boxes of canned food, and three boxes of cigarettes.

Most of the things in his suitcase were clothes for changing.

As for the property, it had all been deposited in the bank, with the deposit slips hidden in the soles of shoes.

The road is not safe. If you put your belongings in a box, they can easily be stolen or robbed.

"Brothers, please be kind, I have an urgent matter!"

The two hooligans took the things but refused to let him go. They had sharp eyes and when they saw that there was nothing in the box, they set their sights on Ai Qiu. One of them said,

"You can go in, but you can't bring any dangerous goods!"

Ai Qiu quickly turned around to show that he had nothing!

The little gangster laughed,

"If you say you don't have it, then there's no need to worry. We're still worried, so let me search you and let you go once I'm sure you don't have it!"

Ai Qiu's face flushed red, and beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead. At this moment, he was even more certain that the Qing Gang would definitely rob the boat.

Seeing Ai Qiu was weak, the gangster became even more arrogant and grabbed his collar again, shouting,

"Why are you so nervous? Could it be that you're really hiding dangerous goods? Mazi, search!"

Another gangster stepped forward and started searching Ai Qiu from his collar with his two big hands. He moved very quickly and finished the search in less than twenty seconds.

“No dangerous goods!”

The two hooligans looked at Ai Qiu again and said coldly,

"Go in, and remember, you must come out within half an hour!"

After expressing his gratitude, Ai Qiu hurriedly picked up his suitcase and squeezed in. For a moment, the people in the queue kept shouting and cursing.

Ten minutes later, Ai Qiu arrived at the front of the team. Amidst his constant calls, an elderly man in his fifties turned around and responded,

"It's Ai Qiu. Wait a moment, I'm buying tickets!"

The old man's name is Ailin, and he is also a businessman.

When Ai Qiu heard his uncle's voice, he was overjoyed and cried out in a mournful voice,

"Uncle, something happened at home, come back with me!"

Ailin was very confused. They were the only two people left at home. What could have happened? While he was in a daze, the ticket seller became impatient and scolded him.

"Old man, hurry up, there are so many people waiting behind!"

His words immediately resonated with the people in the queue. Everyone started to make a fuss, asking Ailin to stop dawdling, and some even started shouting and cursing.

Seeing this, the thugs who were maintaining order came forward with sticks and warned Ailin to hurry up.

Ai Qiu was very anxious and shouted,

"Second Uncle, let's leave a few days later!"

Ailin felt something was wrong and thought something bad must have happened. He immediately packed up his things and prepared to leave.

The thug next to him was unhappy and shouted,

"Why are you here to have some fun? You're not buying a ticket, so why are you joining in the fun?"

The gangster swung his arm and slapped Ailin so hard that the old man saw stars and almost fell down.

Ai Qiu finally squeezed in, bowing and smiling, but the gangster was not moved at all.

If you don't buy a ticket, you can't leave.

Ai Qiu had no choice but to comfort Ai Lin.

"Uncle, buy the tickets first. We're leaving a few days later anyway, so we'll need them!"

Save money and avoid disaster!

After buying the tickets, the uncle and nephew stumbled out of the crowd. They hailed a rickshaw and fled away from the place.

They had not gone far when the rickshaw driver suddenly braked and almost threw the uncle and nephew out.

After Ai Qiu saw who was stopping him, his face turned pale.

"Brothers, we meet again!"

Ai Qiu quickly stepped forward, offered them cigarettes, and lit them for them. For a moment, the two hooligans started puffing away at the smoke. When they had almost finished their cigarettes, one of the older men spoke up and said,

"Are you guys going to leave the Magic City?"

"Yes, yes, my second uncle has already bought the ticket and will leave in a few days!"

The two hooligans looked at each other and laughed.

"Your good fortune is coming!"

You have to listen to the good things that gangsters say the opposite way, because they are definitely not good things!

"What good thing?"

"Isn't there an insurance policy in your box? We'll buy it back at a high price!"

Ai Qiu's face turned purple. The insurance policy was the key to his purchase of the boat ticket. If he lost the policy, how could he leave?

The gangster put his hand on Ai Qiu's shoulder, looking nonchalant.

"You're all going to be on our ship anyway, so what's the point of keeping the insurance policy? We'll buy it for real money!"

As he spoke, he took out a stack of banknotes and handed it to Ai Qiu, while the other one walked quickly to the rickshaw and opened the box.

Ai Qiu wanted to stop him, but his shoulders were held down so tightly that he couldn't move at all.

Old man Ailin was free. He just stood up and the gangster slapped him in the face. The old man fell back on the rickshaw with a buzzing head.

After the two thugs left, the uncle and nephew could no longer hold back and cried bitterly!

After the two of them had cried enough, Ai Qiu finally had some free time to count the banknotes.

Where is the high price recycling?

The policy amount was 1016 yuan, and the banknote was 1017 yuan.