Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

Soon they fell asleep. It was the first day of duty, what could possibly happen? They had guns in their hands, and there were many things in the room that they couldn't get without moving the car, so they were relieved.

Zhang Dabao waited outside the yard until midnight, then sneaked into the yard. Listening to the two people's snoring, Zhang Dabao laughed. What the hell, these people are a bunch of people who are incapable of doing anything and are always causing trouble.

They first entered the west wing, which was full of military coats. No one knew where these people got them from, and it was definitely not through normal channels. Of course, these ill-gotten gains could not be kept, so all the military coats were taken away. Then they came to the east wing, which was full of food, mostly flour, about three or four tons, and more than a ton of rice, which also went to Zhang Dabao's space.

The north room was where the two men rested. Zhang Dabao knew that the two were policemen and had something in their hands, so he planned to alert them. He threw a small stone on the door of the north room, making a loud bang in the night, and the two men who were sleeping soundly in the room were woken up immediately.

"Brother Ding, I'm going to go out and take a look." Xiao Fang pulled out his gun and opened the door. As soon as he walked out of the house, he was hit hard on the neck. Then his body went limp and was pushed against the wall by Zhang Dabao.

Ding Yang was still waiting for Xiao Fang to come back. He forced himself not to close his eyes. He dimly saw someone coming in, so he asked, "What's going on?"

The man did not answer, but hit him on the head with a rubber stick, and Ding Yang fainted.

Zhang Dabao turned on the light. The room was full of cigarettes, alcohol, various canned foods, dry goods, as well as radios, sewing machines and so on. Zhang Dabao did not hesitate to put them all into the space.

How to deal with Ding Yang? If this kind of person has bad intentions, he can't be kept any longer. What if what he said is true? I will be going on a business trip in a few days, and I can't gamble with his humanity, so Ding Yang must die.

He took a quilt from the bed and covered Ding Yang's mouth and nose with it. Ding Yang went to heaven in his sleep. As for Xiao Fang, Zhang Dabao hit him twice on the head with a wooden stick. Whether he lived or died depended on God's will. Then he opened all the doors of the room and the gate of the yard and took Ding Yang into the space.

The current situation is that Ding Yang is missing, the goods have disappeared, and the person who was on duty with Ding Yang was knocked to the ground. What these people think depends on their imagination.

After leaving Jinyu Hutong, we came to Houhai Lake. We put Ding Yang together with a chain and a few stones and threw him into the center of Houhai Lake. Doesn’t he like to feed fish? Let him be the fish feed.

After doing all this, it was already the second half of the night. I climbed up the wall and returned to my home in Yard 95, where I slept until dawn.

Wang Peng, who lived in the Ministry of Machinery Industry, did not sleep well. At dawn, someone from the gate came to find him and said there was something urgent. When he arrived at the gate, he followed his younger brother to Jinyu Hutong. He was stunned. Where are my goods? Hundreds of military coats, five or six tons of food, and half a house of food, drinks, and daily necessities were all gone.

"Who did it? Where is the person on duty?" Wang Peng shouted.

"Brother Fang was beaten and suffered a serious head injury. He was sent to the hospital. Brother Ding didn't see him," said the younger brother.

"Ding Yang is missing? I thought so. He had agreed not to come, but he came again. After he came, he volunteered to be on duty. He beat Xiao Fang, robbed my goods, and he is my cousin. What a beast!" Wang Peng cursed.

Chapter 357 Equipment Arrival

About ten people in Wang Peng's group also came and listened to Wang Peng scolding Ding Yang for half an hour, but the problem had to be resolved.

"Brother Peng, stop scolding. How about we go to Ding Yang's home and unit to look for him?" asked the younger brother.

"Go find him. If you find him, beat him half to death and bring him here. I want to dig his heart open to see if he is evil. He cheated his own cousin. He is not a human being." Wang Peng cried loudly. He was a 16 or 17-year-old kid. His first business venture ended in failure. How could he explain to Brother Xiao who invested in him? So he cried.

A dozen people searched for Ding Yang for a whole day but couldn't find him. Then all kinds of forces in the capital, both the white and black worlds, frantically searched for Ding Yang, but to no avail.

Liu Huijuan also went crazy. She was so anxious that her son no longer saw her that she couldn't eat or sleep well. When she was looking for her son, she saw a few people she had seen in the alley before. They had also invested in the company. Thinking that they were all like-minded, Liu Huijuan wanted everyone to help her find her son. But when she mentioned the master, treasure, and investment, everyone was confused and thought she was sick. Liu Huijuan also felt something was wrong. She went home and told Ding Wenbo. Ding Wenbo cursed at her and said she was cheated.

As a result of these things, Liu Huijuan went crazy. She asked people every day if they had seen her son. She also made plans to go to Shandong to hunt for treasure. One morning, she fell into a river and drowned.

He Yushui was quiet from then on, Liu Huijuan stopped making trouble, and Ding Yang stopped harassing her. Lin Hua thought that the information he had given Liu Huijuan was useful. Later, he heard that Ding Yang had swallowed his cousin's things and ran away, and the amount was particularly huge. Ding Yang's cousins ​​would beat him to death as soon as they saw him, and he was even happier. He also used Ding Yang as an example to educate the children, telling them that this was the consequence of not educating children, and also said some truths that spoiling a child is like killing a child.

Zhang Dabao also received the news that Wen Li's parents and Yu sisters had arrived in Guangzhou, so he set a time and called Huang Xinsheng in Hong Kong, asking him to pick up the boat at the agreed time.

A day later, I received a call from Huang Xinsheng, saying that they all arrived safely. I had been back from Hong Kong for more than 20 days, and it was time to set off again, so I said goodbye to my family and came to Hong Kong with Nan Yi and Feng Chunliu.

He arranged Nan Yi and Feng Chunliu in his three-story shop, transferred one or two security guards from Huabang Trading to help, and planned to open a restaurant.

A 90-square-meter house was bought for the two sisters of the Yu family near the hotel, so that they could also participate in the preparation and construction of the hotel.

His office is still under construction and has already reached the fifth floor. The construction speed is quite fast. Zhang Dabao plans to build eighteen floors above ground and four floors underground. The underground part will be used entirely for parking. He knows the future development trend. A parking space is much more valuable than a car.

The textile equipment purchased from the Japanese arrived, and Zhang Dabao arranged for people to unload it into his own textile factory. Hu Yongjia took the technicians who had been recruited earlier to the textile factory. Huabang Trading is now temporarily managed by Huang Xinsheng.

Zhang Dabao also took this opportunity to take out the casting equipment he had collected from the Japanese from the space and put it in the warehouse.

"Uncle, is my uncle ready?" Zhang Dabao called Li Huaide.

"Has the stuff arrived?" Li Huaide stood up from his chair excitedly.

"Today is here, you can talk to your uncle, I'm here anytime," Zhang Dabao said to Li Huaide.

"Don't leave, wait for my call." Li Huaide hung up Zhang Dabao's phone and called Qiao Baozhong.

"Brother-in-law, there was a letter from Da Biao and the stuff arrived today," said Li Huaide.

"I have made some arrangements here, and I need the cooperation of Dabiao and others. I'll have someone contact him. I'll write down his phone number." Qiao Baozhong wrote down Zhang Dabiao's phone number and then made arrangements.

Li Huaide and Zhang Dabao briefly talked and then hung up the phone.

After waiting for half an hour, the phone on Zhang Dabao's desk rang. "Mr. Yan? I'm Mr. Qiao's friend," the caller first revealed his identity.

"My name is Yan Ming. If you have anything to say, just talk to me." Zhang Dabao recognized that this was the person arranged by Qiao Baozhong.

"Let's meet and talk. Do you know Fengji Tea Restaurant? Let's meet there at 11:30. My last name is Tang. I'll wear a white top hat and hold a black parasol," said the man.

Zhang Dasi agreed and hung up the phone. He looked at his watch and it was already past half past ten, so he drove out of the company and came to Fengji Tea Restaurant.

Fung Kee Tea Restaurant is an old tea restaurant, and is considered a time-honored brand in Hong Kong. The dumplings here are very delicious. It has two floors, and is always packed with people when people eat there.

It was just past eleven o'clock and there were not many people. Zhang Dabao came to the first floor and sat down by the window. He went to the front desk to order some food and then looked at the door. To be honest, the weather in Hong Kong was very hot and there were not many men wearing hats. Most of them were very traditional people. However, most of these people did not come to the noisy tea restaurants, so the sign was still easy to identify.

At half past eleven, a slightly fat man in his forties appeared, wearing a white top hat and holding a black umbrella in his hand, but he did not open it.

"Mr. Tang, I'm here," Zhang Dabao shouted, and the man came over as soon as he saw Zhang Dabao.

"I just ordered some randomly. I don't know if you like them or not," Zhang Dabao said with a smile.

"Mr. Yan, I really like the dumplings here. The soup is rich and juicy, it's simply the best delicacy on earth," said Mr. Tang.

"Then please use it," Zhang Dabao gestured to Mr. Tang opposite him to use it at will.

The man took the basket of buns and started eating.

"There's no problem loading it onto the ship, but we're worried about the garrison conducting a surprise search. It would be best if something happens after loading it onto the ship so that the garrison can be involved." Mr. Tang whispered while eating, and Zhang Dabao also listened while eating, just like two friends having a meal together.

"I can arrange some people to create some chaos. Have you found a boat?" Zhang Dabao asked.

The man nodded and handed a note to Zhang Dabao. After Zhang Dabao took a look at it, he crushed the note into powder and threw it into the trash can.

"I will deliver the goods to the dock for you tomorrow morning, and you arrange for someone to receive the goods." Zhang Dabao finished eating the buns and started drinking the soup.

Mr. Tang opposite didn't say anything, just nodded and continued to eat the buns. After the buns, he ate steamed buns and egg tarts. He seemed to have a particularly good appetite.

Chapter 358 Creating Chaos

After the two finished eating at the tea restaurant, Zhang Dabao sent Mr. Tang out of the tea restaurant and watched Mr. Tang go away. Then Zhang Dabao returned to the tea restaurant and packed some food such as dumplings, egg tarts, and steamed buns and brought them to Wenli's home. Now Wenli's parents and daughter were also here, and Zhang Dabao should come and visit them after returning to Hong Kong.

"Hello, uncle and aunt." Zhang Dabao knocked on the door and came to Wenli's house. At this time, his parents were having lunch and had not finished yet because they had to feed Yanni first.

"Mr. Yan is here." When Wen's father arrived, he was stunned. He had read his daughter's letter and heard Zhang Dabiao say that his daughter was living well here, but it was beyond his and his wife's imagination. Is this good? This place is simply heaven. When their daughter went to pick them up, they almost didn't recognize them. They were dressed very differently from the ones in China. They also had a sedan, while in China, county residents usually took jeeps.

They were even more dumbfounded when they got into the building. They were terrified when they entered the elevator. They arrived at the ninth floor without taking a single step. They were even more dumbfounded when they saw the room. There was a refrigerator, TV, washing machine, and rice cooker. Everything was electric. The most important thing was that there was air conditioning in the room. It was as hot as a furnace outside, so they had to wear a coat inside.

"Xiao Li, is this yours?" The mother asked her daughter more than ten times before she believed it was true.

The food is even more different. There is everything from chicken, duck, fish, meat and eggs. It's not like in China, where you just need to buy half a pound of meat and make dumplings to celebrate the New Year.

"How much does it cost to eat like this every day?" The mother felt very distressed.

"Mom, I make 3,000 yuan a month. My boss said there will be dividends at the end of the year, which is guaranteed to be no less than my salary. Just eat as much as you can," Wen Li said, hugging her mother's neck.

"Is it really three thousand yuan?" The mother had heard Zhang Dabao say that, but she didn't believe it in her heart. Who could earn three thousand yuan a month? It was simply impossible. She didn't expect that what he said was actually true.

"Xiao Li, are you a leader now? You've never done management work before?" the mother asked again.

"Mom, I'm a shareholder and one of the bosses. His 30 million shares are all written in my name. I'm the major shareholder. What does it matter whether I can manage it or not? Besides, even if I can't manage it, can't I learn? I'm now the deputy general manager of Haoran Real Estate," Wen Li said proudly.

"How much shares are you paying for? Thirty million?" Wen's mother fainted because the amount was so large and her memory was so small that the computer froze and needed to be restarted.

"Is he relieved?" This was the first sentence Wen's mother asked after waking up.

"What's there to worry about? He said that as long as I give birth to the child, it doesn't matter whether it's a boy or a girl, it will be theirs," Wen Li said proudly.

"Give birth quickly," the mother urged.

Wen's father is a man who has seen a lot of things outside, but he has been home for too long and has suffered a lot, so now he is a little behind the times. The two of them have been in Hong Kong for several days, but they only dared to walk around downstairs and didn't even dare to go to the beach.

But Yanni was very happy, she ate so well that she became picky about food, which had never happened before in China. So every time I fed her, it took a lot of time.

Now, when Mr. and Mrs. Wen saw Zhang Dabao coming to visit, they were very polite, showing their courtesy towards him for his wealth and status.

"Are you used to living here? It's hotter here than in Beijing," Zhang Dabao asked the two after he sat down.

"We're used to it. The food and accommodation here are good. Xiaoli is in a good mood too. We are all very happy. Thank you." Wen's father said this to thank Zhang Dabao from the bottom of his heart. He is also a father, and of course he wants his children to live a happy life. When he was a teacher in Beijing, he quarreled with that guy named Tong every day, and he never smiled. But it's not like now, when he goes to work and goes home happily every day.

"Just get used to it. If you have something to say, just tell Sister Wen directly. When you have time, go outside, look at the sea, go shopping in the mall or something like that. It's not good for your health to stay at home all day," said Zhang Dabia.

"We can't quite understand what people here say, and I'm afraid you'll embarrass yourself," said Wen's mother.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. The really rich people here all came from our place and can speak our language. Only the natives speak their own language. It's okay," Zhang Dabao said a few more words to counsel.

After chatting with the two for about an hour, Yanni also felt sleepy. Zhang Dabao said goodbye to the two, went to see Yan Jingkai, had dinner with Yan Jingkai, and went straight to the factory.

During the day, Huang Xinsheng was arranged to borrow two trucks from Xiran Company. In the middle of the night, two brothers who could drive, Zhang Dabao and Huang Xinsheng, each escorted a truck to the warehouse, loaded the steelmaking furnace, and transported it to the dock. Mr. Tang loaded the installers onto the ship. Zhang Dabao, Huang Xinsheng and the two brothers made another trip to pull over the casting machine and some spare parts. After unloading the trucks, Zhang Dabao asked Huang Xinsheng and the two brothers to return to the company, while he went to the other side of the dock.

Now the goods are all loaded onto the ship. Our comrades in the customs have already gone through the inspection. We are now waiting for the British and Mao Zedong troops to conduct random inspections after daybreak. Our job is to create chaos as soon as the British and Mao Zedong troops appear.

Yingmao's navy was still somewhat proud, and they would come on small ships for every random inspection. Zhang Dabao was lying in ambush on the right side of the navy camp at this time, as Yingmao had to pass through here to get to the customs.

He took out two howitzers from the Japanese country and two Type 60 mortars. The guns were hidden in the woods. As long as Yingmao's boat left his camp, he would fire. The accuracy was not the key. The key was to let them hear someone firing, and it was their military camp. Yingmao was suspicious, so he probably didn't dare to come out today.

It doesn't matter if they come out. We can continue to ambush halfway. If they go from there, we will continue to bombard them. Under normal circumstances, the British and Maoists should not go to the customs. It will not make any difference to them whether they are inspected at the customs or not. However, they are attacked by artillery fire and cannot find who shot them. This is a big problem.

The British and Maoists were very lazy. At nine o'clock in the morning, their ships started moving. Before they left the naval port, Zhang Dabao's howitzers opened fire. After the two cannons fired four shells, they were put away in the space and moved to another place. The two Type 60 percussion guns continued to fire, firing three shells each. After Zhang Dabao finished firing, he put away the cannons and came to the middle position between the military camp and the customs to continue his ambush.

In fact, Zhang Dabao was not a professional gunner and could only aim within a rough range. If he wanted to hit the target accurately, it all depended on God's will. This time, God was very kind to him and his howitzer hit a gunboat in the naval port. First, the deck caught fire, and then another shell hit the ammunition depot. The shells on the ship exploded and the gunboat sank.

Then several mortar shells hit the entrance of the naval port. The ships that wanted to go to the customs saw that something was wrong and retreated directly.

Chapter 359: Qin Huairu Gives Birth to a Daughter

The shelling of the military port directly touched the bottom line of Britain and Mao. Their large and small warships parked in the port received orders and retaliated according to the ballistic trajectory. It was an indiscriminate attack, with six rounds of shelling in a row, and then ground troops were dispatched, but nothing was gained.

The British and Maoists had been busy for a whole morning, and there was no need for random inspection at the customs. The customs allowed the ship to leave the port, and the ship loaded with steelmaking equipment sailed smoothly to the motherland.

The British and Maoists didn't want to care about anything now. They just wanted to know who fired the cannons and where the cannons were placed. According to their judgment, at least one artillery company and one platoon of soldiers were needed to operate the four cannons. Especially the large-caliber howitzers, they must be transported by heavy vehicles, and the cannons must be transferred before the retaliation comes. It would be impossible to do it with fewer people. There were also two mortars, which fired quickly, aimed accurately, and transferred quickly. They were elite soldiers at first glance.

Who could feel at ease when there were heavy weapons and organized troops hidden right under their noses? This was not a fight between gangs, this was the army, so the British and Maoist authorities were frantically looking for artillery.