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

At Xiji Wharf, the Qinghong Gang finally realized that something was wrong.

In just one morning, more than ten passengers who had purchased tickets had "emergencies" at home!

What’s more serious is that the number of people queuing to buy tickets is decreasing at a visible rate.

The manager of Xiji Wharf was named Huang Tai, the adopted son of Huang Yuantao. Under his orders, the gangsters captured a person who reported the news. After being tortured, the man confessed: The Green Gang lured people to the sea and killed and robbed them!

The atmosphere in the conference room was oppressive, as if a storm was about to break out. Huang Tai, seated at the head of the table, was scowling, his eyes wide open. His already ferocious features now looked even more ferocious. He emanated a powerful aura, like a raging beast, filling everyone present with an unprecedented sense of fear.

At this moment, no one dared to offend Huang Tai, for they all knew the consequences of angering the boss. Anyone who dared challenge his authority would ultimately face only one fate: being thrown into the Huangpu River to feed the fish. Faced with Huang Tai's rage, the surrounding gang members lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze, fearing they would be the next unfortunate victim. The entire conference room fell into a dead silence, with only Huang Tai's angry gasps echoing through the air.

After a long time, Huang Tai's cold voice was heard again.

"Tell me, how should we deal with this now?"

At this time, the two leaders of the Qing Gang were old, and it was a good opportunity for the second generation of disciples to come to the fore. If Huang Yuantao could be pushed to the position of leader, Huang Tai's position would also rise.

Therefore, Huang Yuantao's faction attached great importance to this battle.

The dog-headed military strategist, Baimianke, was the first to speak.

"Right now, the rumors have spread throughout the streets of Shanghai. Shipping is becoming extremely difficult for us. I think we should change our thinking and focus on the insurance policy!"

After hearing this, Huang Tai's anger subsided a little.

“How to do it specifically!”

The white-faced guest unfolded his folding fan and gently fanned it. Beneath his polite appearance, he hid a dark heart.

"We're buying up insurance policies on the market and asking them to buy them back for double the price! This is what they promised us. If they don't keep their promise, we'll put it in the newspaper!"

The Qing Gang has been doing this all along. Huang Tai suddenly remembered something and turned his head to look at the big man next to him.

"Big Head, how many insurance policies have we acquired so far?"

"The total amount is over four million dollars!"

This amount made the bosses present extremely happy. If the repurchase was doubled, it would mean a profit of more than four million!

This is a huge fortune!

Huang Tai's face finally showed some color. He grinned, revealing a row of yellow teeth, and cursed,

"Look at how little you can do! You're being dismissed for such a small sum of money!"

The big guys around immediately started clamoring, saying they wanted to buy in large quantities!

This proposal was almost unanimously praised by everyone.

The white-faced guest frowned at everyone's excitement. He knew too well what kind of people these people were. If the boss gave the order, they might rob openly! The Magic City was a place where dignitaries and nobles gathered.

If the Qing Gang goes too far, not only will the National Government lose face, but they may also hit a wall and be unable to resolve the situation.

Gangs are gangs and they have no power to confront the state apparatus.

In the past, a military governor's son could deal with Huang Jinrong.

Huang Tai noticed the expression of the white-faced guest out of the corner of his eye.

After spending so much time together, Huang Tai knew what the other person meant with just a glance or a gesture.

"Sir, do you have any instructions?"

The white-faced guest pondered for a moment and spoke: "..."

At Pier 69, Xi Que, an eighth-generation disciple of the Qing Gang, arrived at the security zone.

He glanced around and instantly found his target, who was an old man in his sixties.

There are tricks to every profession.

Being a scoundrel isn't for everyone; one must be sharp-eyed, thick-skinned, and ruthless. They choose their targets, primarily women and the elderly, especially those living alone.

The magpie walked forward with a smile,

"Grandpa, would you like to buy a ticket?"

The old man glanced at the magpie and ignored him.

The magpie stopped beside the old man and said with a smile,

“I also have an insurance policy.”

As he said that, he took out a bill from his chest and showed it to the old man. The amount on it was 11 yuan!

The magpie happily said,

"Actually, if you don't leave, you can get double compensation. Why bother leaving your hometown? It's just that my insurance policy amount is too small. If it were a few hundred or a thousand, I wouldn't leave! It's so easy to make money!"

The old man was already alert and refused to pay attention to him.

Xi Que is a gangster, and at first glance he is a gangster from the Qinghong Gang. The news has spread all over Shanghai that the Sanxin Company has been killing people and robbing people at sea. Who would dare to bother with them now!

Not only the old man, everyone stayed away from this guy.

The magpie didn't care and kept talking for more than ten minutes. Suddenly, he shouted to the old man,

"Old man, how about we swap policies? I'll pay the difference and give you an extra 10%."

The old man was obviously moved, but he was still alert.

“How do I know if your insurance policy is real or fake?”

As soon as he opened his mouth, Xi Que knew that he was going to succeed, and he quickly said,

"That's easy. I'll give you the insurance policy first. Once you buy the ticket, you'll know if it's real or not!"

The old man's cloudy eyes showed shrewdness. He stretched out two fingers.

"Twenty percent! You give me an extra twenty percent!"

The magpie was unhappy and hung its head.

"Old man, if you don't want to, I'll find someone else and it'll be 10%, not a cent more!"

As he said this, he made a move to leave, but the old man quickly grabbed him.

"Well, whatever happens, it happens. We just get along so well!"

They did not hide their conversation from others at all. Many people heard it. One of them, a middle-aged man, immediately interrupted.

"Young man, I only want half of it. If your policy is real, I'll exchange it with you. My policy is fully insured!"

The old man's face darkened and he cursed,

"Young man, didn't your elders teach you the rules? We've already made a deal, why are you trying to break it up?"

The middle-aged man refused to give in and retorted,

"You made the rules? Business competition is a life-and-death struggle. According to your perverse logic, you can't break the contract after you've made the deal? At worst, I'll pay you a dollar in liquidated damages on my behalf!"

The old man's beard trembled and he shouted,

"Nonsense! Even business competition has its limits! Didn't you say liquidated damages? Fine, I won't ask for more. Just half of my insurance policy amount. If you're willing to pay, I'll withdraw!"

"Old man, you're asking for an exorbitant price!"

The old man snorted coldly.

"According to business rules, liquidated damages should be executed according to the contract. If the contract does not stipulate, it should be resolved through negotiation between the two parties! Without half a deal, I do not agree!"

The middle-aged man was not easy to deal with either, and he shouted,

"Since we're talking about it, then we can discuss it. We both have our own opinions, and neither of us can convince the other. Do we have to go to court?"

"If we go to court, I'll be right!"

The magpie saw that the two had almost finished arguing, so he started to try to make peace.

"Sir, thank you for your kindness. I have already reached an agreement with the old man and will definitely not break it. If you are interested, you can wait. I will purchase other insurance policies and then exchange them with you!"

The old man smiled.

"Young man, you are truly a man of integrity. I admire you!"

At the dock, He Bing had already received the news and rushed over. He had finally settled the situation at Xiji Dock, but then this kind of thing happened again.

The Qing Gang is really a dog-skin plaster. Once they target you, you can’t get rid of them!

He Bing saw the magpie and scolded him,

"what is your job!"

The magpie was not at all stage-shy, he held up the insurance policy in his hand and laughed.

"I'm here to exchange my insurance policy!"

More than a hundred meters away, dozens of thugs, armed with machetes and sticks, came in a mighty force.

They did not act rashly, but stayed about ten meters away from the security zone. After all, the machine guns in the security zone were not just for decoration.

The magpie laughed loudly, waved at them, and then challenged He Bing,

"Manager He, replacing the insurance policy shouldn't be illegal, right?"

Without waiting for He Bing's answer, he shouted to the passengers in the waiting area,

"Gentlemen, please tell me loudly whether you are willing to exchange!"

A silence! No one answered Xi Que's question! Everyone was worried. After all, it was just one insurance policy, and it had already been given to the old man. Why bother cooperating with this idiot? If they offended Tong'an, they might not even get on board.

Among the thugs, the leader stepped out, raised the insurance policy in his hand high, and shouted,

"I have more than 20 copies here. Who wants to exchange them?"

Someone in the security zone finally mustered up the courage to ask,

"Still giving me 10% more?"

"Yes, give me 10% more!"

"I'm willing to change!"

With the first one, the others no longer had any psychological burden and raised their hands, asking for a replacement. People follow blindly, and they all have the mentality that the law cannot punish the masses.

The magpie laughed even more arrogantly, and looked at He Bing with sympathy!

If it were in later times, it would be easy to solve by using a real-name system. However, this was in the 50s, and the conditions for verifying identities were not available at all.

What's more, Tongan only recognizes the insurance policy and not the person.

Even if He Bing can stop the replacement of people in the security zone, he cannot stop the entire Magic City.

He Bing turned around and said, "Continue selling tickets," and quickly made a phone call. This matter must be reported as soon as possible.

Atlan heard the report and smiled.

A gang actually wants to engage in a business war with Tongan. They are overestimating their own capabilities!