Hong Kong Film: Short mules have no future, I am in charge of Hong Kong

Chapter 313: This batch of goods, is it you who did it again?
"Mr. Jin, where are the goods?" A Biao went straight to the point, his tone as cold as ice.

"I have the goods, but I really didn't do this." Jin Shaoqiang suppressed his anger and handed over a document. "Look, this is the evidence I found. The cargo list is fake. The goods came from Su Hanze's mine."

Ah Biao took the document, glanced at it briefly, frowned and said, "Are you trying to fool me with these few pages?"

"It's not a lie!" Young Master Jin was anxious. "I asked someone to check. Su Hanze personally arranged this batch of goods the night before yesterday. He forged the bill of lading just to make me quarrel with you!"

Ah Biao sneered: "You are good at shirking responsibility. Unfortunately, I don't believe it."

"You don't believe it?" Jin Shao gritted his teeth, "Okay, if you don't believe it, I'll take you to the warehouse. The goods are all there, you can see for yourself!"

Ah Biao stared at him for a few seconds and nodded: "Okay, let's go and take a look. But, Mr. Jin, you'd better pray that this has nothing to do with you."

An hour later, the lights in the warehouse dimmed, and the wooden box was reopened, revealing the jadeite and the plastic bags inside. Ah Biao squatted down and carefully examined a plastic bag, his face becoming increasingly gloomy.

"What do you think? Did I lie to you?" Young Master Jin stood aside, his tone a little anxious, "I couldn't have put these things there. I would be crazy to do such a thing!"

Ah Biao stood up without saying anything and patted the dust off his hands. He glanced at Young Master Jin and said in a calm but murderous tone: "Young Master Jin, I'll give you three more days to find out who did this. If you can't find out, you'll have to pay for it."

Young Master Jin swallowed his saliva and said with gritted teeth: "Okay, three days is three days!"

A Biao said nothing more and turned around to leave with his men. Standing in the warehouse, looking at the wooden boxes on the floor, Jin Shao punched the wall angrily: "Su Hanze, I will settle this account with you sooner or later!"

The night in Hong Kong Island was dark, and the lights in the Baishuishan Mine were still on. Su Hanze stood in the office, holding a glass of whiskey in his hand, his eyes fixed on the mine outside the window. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was enjoying a good show.

Ah Liu pushed the door open and came in, his face full of excitement. "Boss, I heard that Master Jin and Ah Biao almost had a fight at the dock last night! People in the market are saying that Master Jin's goods are filled with cocaine!"

"Hidden cocaine?" Su Hanze laughed and shook his wine glass. "The news spread quickly."

"That's right!" Ah Liu was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. "Now Young Master Jin's gambling stone field has become even more notorious. Many customers have come to ask about our goods!"

"Come here to ask about the goods?" Su Hanze raised his eyebrows. "Then let them wait. There's no rush for the goods. Let Young Master Jin mess around for a while."

"Boss, what do you want to do..." Ah Liu asked tentatively.

"Nothing." Su Hanze took a sip of wine and said calmly, "Young Master Jin is in a state of panic now. The more chaos he has, the better. Let's wait until he kills himself, and then we can wrap it up."

Ah Liu nodded and couldn't help but sigh: "Boss, your brain is unmatched!"

Su Hanze didn't say anything, just looked at the night outside the window, his eyes as deep as a bottomless abyss.

The early morning in Hong Kong Island is still bustling, the whistle of the Star Ferry Pier cuts through the mist, and the aroma of milk tea wafts from the tea restaurants on the street. At the entrance of the Baishuishan Mine, workers are busy with their heads down, and the air is filled with the dust of ore and a faint smell of gunpowder.

Last night, a truck was splashed with paint on the road and the wooden boxes on the truck were smashed to pieces. Although the loss was not great, this incident was like a stone thrown into a lake, causing more anxiety among the workers.

Su Hanze stood in front of the window of the mine office, holding a report that had just been delivered, frowning slightly. Opposite him, Ah Liu was pacing back and forth, muttering: "Boss, these guys are getting more and more arrogant! Although the truckload of goods yesterday was not valuable, it was obvious that they came for our face!"

"Face?" Su Hanze sneered and threw the report on the table. "Young Master Jin can't even save his own face now, and you still want to step on me?"

"Then what should we do?" Ah Liu stopped and asked anxiously, "If this continues, the workers will lose their confidence! Someone even asked me secretly yesterday if the mine was really going to collapse."

"Let them ask." Su Hanze lit a cigarette and exhaled a puff of smoke. "When people's hearts are scattered, we can see who is sincere in their work and who is a fence-sitter."

Ah Liu was stunned for a moment and scratched his head: "Boss, are you saying... that you deliberately let them make trouble?"

"It's not letting them go. It's giving them a chance to choose sides." Su Hanze's eyes were as cold as a knife. "Young Master Jin wants to disgust me with these little tricks, so I'll show him what it means to fight back."

"But the matter of the goods..." Ah Liu hesitated, "Yesterday's batch of goods was smashed, and the customer has started to urge us to deliver the goods. He said that if we can't deliver the goods, we will change the supplier."

"Change?" Su Hanze snorted, stood up and walked to the map, pointing to a route marked in red, "Tonight's shipment will go this way. Let A Biao in Xiwan think we are still using the old route, but he doesn't know that this new route has already been opened."

Ah Liu's eyes lit up: "Boss, are you saying... you want to set him up again?"

"Trap?" Su Hanze smiled meaningfully, "This time it's not a trap, it's to make him fall into the trap himself."

At the same time, in the second-floor office of the East Bay Gambling Stone Field, Jin Shao was sitting on a large leather chair, holding a cigar in his hand, his face as gloomy as the dark clouds before a storm.

Zhang Hai stood in front of him, head down, holding a crumpled paper in his hand, and spoke cautiously: "Master, our people smashed a truckload of goods at Baishui Mountain yesterday, but... it seems that they didn't hurt their bones."

"No one was hurt?" Young Master Jin slammed the table, scattering cigarette ashes all over the floor. "Tell me, they didn't even say a word after smashing a truckload of goods? Is this Su Hanze's style?"

Zhang Hai wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered, "Master, I heard that... the cargo on the truck was originally waste. Su Hanze may have expected us to take action."

"Waste?" Young Master Jin gritted his teeth, his eyes revealing a fierceness, "The guy surnamed Su is playing tricks on me again? Damn, he must be a fox!"

"But..." Zhang Hai hesitated and lowered his voice, "A Biao is still pressing us, saying that the matter of the last batch of goods has not been completed. He even called me this morning and his tone was very bad."

"A Biao?" Young Master Jin sneered, "Doesn't he just want money? Tell him that I'm still investigating the matter of the goods, and tell him not to rush to quarrel with me."

"But he doesn't seem to believe us." Zhang Hai reminded quietly, "He said that if we can't find out who did it within three days, he will do it himself."

"Take action?" Young Master Jin narrowed his eyes, his tone revealing disdain, "He dares? Those people in Xiwan can't even eat without Young Master Jin!"

Zhang Hai did not dare to answer, but stood aside with his head down, but he was muttering in his heart. Young Master Jin's temper has been getting more and more irritable these days, and the doubts about the gambling stone field in the market are getting louder and louder. If this continues, I'm afraid there will be trouble. At the same time, in an inconspicuous little bar in Wan Chai, A Biao was sitting in a booth in the corner, holding a glass of whiskey in his hand, his eyes were as cold as a wolf waiting for an opportunity. Opposite him sat a thin young man wearing a gray jacket and his hat brim was pulled down very low, as if he didn't want people to see his face clearly.

"Brother Biao, what did Young Master Jin say?" the young man asked in a low voice, tapping the table lightly with his fingers.

"What do you mean?" Ah Biao snorted coldly and put the wine glass on the table. "He is still pretending to be stupid. He said that the goods have nothing to do with him and he completely denied it."

"So do you believe him?" The young man raised his eyebrows, with a hint of tentativeness in his tone.

"Believe it?" Ah Biao sneered, "I don't believe him! The name of the Dongwan gambling stone field was written on the manifest of that batch of goods. If Young Master Jin wasn't the mastermind, who would have the guts to put cocaine in it?"

The young man didn't say anything. He took a sip of beer, but a sly look flashed in his eyes: "Brother Biao, do you think Su Hanze did this?"

"Su Hanze?" Ah Biao frowned and drew circles on the table. "If he really has this ability, I will look at him with new eyes. However, Su may be cunning, but he probably doesn't have the guts to do such a thing."

"That's not necessarily true." The young man laughed and lowered his voice. "I heard that the goods from Baishui Mountain are selling well recently and have a good reputation among customers. Young Master Jin is getting anxious and probably wants to borrow your help to teach him a lesson."

Ah Biao narrowed his eyes and stared at the young man for a few seconds: "You are well-informed. Tell me, who do you work for?"

The young man shrugged and smiled a bit ruffian: "Brother Biao, I'm just an errand boy. I'll work for whoever pays me. But I've seen through this matter. The Su and Jin guys are not easy to deal with. If you don't want to be their pawn, you'd better get out of here as soon as possible."

"Withdraw?" Ah Biao sneered, "Who can withdraw from this piece of land in Hong Kong Island? However, your words remind me. Young Master Jin wants me to be his gun, so I have to make him pay a price."

The young man nodded, took out an envelope from his pocket and pushed it in front of A Biao: "Brother Biao, this is the latest freight route, Baishui Mountain, tomorrow night. If you are interested, you can take a look."

Ah Biao took the envelope, glanced at it, and snorted, "Okay, you are quite interesting. Go back and tell your master that I will take this job."

The young man said nothing more, got up and left, disappearing into the dim light of the bar. Ah Biao looked at the envelope in his hand, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered to himself: "Mr. Jin, Su Hanze, this scene is getting more and more interesting."

The next night, the sea breeze at Xiwan Wharf blew even stronger, and the waves hit the wharf, making a low roar. A truck slowly drove in, and its headlights drew an arc of light in the darkness. The driver jumped out of the car and whispered a few words to the wharf manager, who nodded and waved for the workers to start unloading.

Not far away, a speedboat quietly stopped on the sea, with several men in black standing on it, one of whom was Ah Biao. He was holding a cigarette, his eyes fixed on the direction of the truck, and a walkie-talkie in his hand.

"The goods have arrived, and they are confirmed to be from Baishui Mountain." A subordinate reported in a low voice, "Should we start now?"

"Wait." Ah Biao exhaled a puff of smoke and said calmly, "Let's see how they load the ship first. The Su guy is cunning, don't let him be just an empty shell."

The man nodded and raised his binoculars to observe the dock. A few minutes later, he lowered his voice and said, "Brother Biao, the goods have been loaded onto the ship. They appear to be genuine goods. The wooden boxes all have the Baishuishan mark."

"Real stuff?" Ah Biao narrowed his eyes and sneered, "That would be even more interesting. Notify the brothers and get ready to take action."

At the same time, Su Hanze was sitting in a black car parked near the dock, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, his eyes coldly sweeping across the dock. His opponent, Ah Liu, was sitting in the passenger seat, holding a folding iron rod in his hand, looking ready to take action at any time.

"Boss, the goods have been loaded onto the ship." Ah Liu whispered, "Are you sure you want to do this? What if Ah Biao's men really take action..."

"It's better to take action." Su Hanze took a sip of coffee and said calmly, "If they move the goods, they will find that there are some things in the goods that Young Master Jin doesn't want to see the most."

Ah Liu was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up: "Boss, what trap have you set?"

"Nothing." Su Hanze smiled meaningfully, "I just gave Young Master Jin a big gift, let him enjoy it."

At the dock, the workers had finished loading the cargo, and the cargo ship slowly started to sail away from the dock. At this moment, several speedboats suddenly rushed out of the darkness, as fast as an arrow from a string, and headed straight for the cargo ship.

"Stop the boat! Stop now!" A Biao stood on the speedboat, holding a pistol in his hand and shouted loudly.

The captain of the cargo ship was obviously startled, and after a moment's hesitation, he ordered the ship to stop. A Biao and several of his men jumped onto the cargo ship, and they quickly controlled the crew and began to pry open the wooden boxes.

"Brother Biao, the goods are here!" One of his men lifted a piece of canvas, revealing the jadeite raw stones in the wooden box.

Ah Biao walked over, squatted down to check, and his face became more and more ugly. He took out a sealed plastic bag from the bottom of the box, which contained white powder, exactly the same as last time.

“Fuck it!” Ah Biao stood up suddenly and roared, “Su, are you kidding me?!”

“Brother Biao, this…” One of his men turned pale with fear, “This thing is the same as last time!”

"Nonsense!" Ah Biao glared at him fiercely, gritting his teeth, "Open all the boxes, quickly!"

The men acted in a hurry, and soon, more than a dozen wooden boxes were pried open. In each box, in addition to the raw jade stones, there were similar plastic bags hidden underneath.

"Brother Biao, what should we do now?" The subordinate's voice trembled, "If we get caught by the police, we'll all be finished!"

"Shut up!" A Biao took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. "There must be something wrong with this matter. The guy named Su doesn't have the guts to stuff so much stuff into the warehouse."

"Is that... Young Master Jin?" the subordinate asked tentatively.

Ah Biao didn't say anything, his eyes were gloomy and murderous. He took out his cell phone and dialed Jin Shao's number, saying in a cold tone: "Jin Shao, you'd better get out of here. Did you do this again?"

On the other end of the phone, Young Master Jin was in the office of the Dongwan Gambling Stone Field, holding a glass of red wine. When he heard what A Biao said, he almost dropped the glass: "A Biao, what the hell are you talking about? Me again?"

(End of this chapter)