Chapter 43: The country's chaos

Before Liu Dongming and Zhou Long left, the opening of a rice shop on Nanmen Zhonggu Street had spread throughout Chongqing.

When the two of them arrived at the Seven Star Cylinder, Wu Guanglie had already brought people outside with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Liu is indeed a person who does big things. In just one morning, he not only took down Mr. Song's storefront, but also made such a big noise!" Wu Guanglie clasped his fists while leading the two to the Fulai Restaurant not far away.

Liu Dongming also bowed to Wu Guanglie, and smiled as he walked, saying, "What's the matter with Brother Wu? No matter how big the noise is, it's just a mess. How can we compare to Brother Wu? If you say something, I dare say that Chongqing will be paralyzed for a long time. You are this!"

As he said that, Liu Dongming gave Wu Guanglie a thumbs up.

As the manager of Chaotianmen Wharf, Wu Guanglie must be in a high position and has a high position. Chaotianmen Wharf, as the largest distribution center for goods in Chongqing, is responsible for more than 40% of the cargo throughput in Chongqing.

The rest of the pier is divided by other gangs.

Of course, Chaotianmen Wharf, the largest water transport terminal in Chongqing, is not small, but in this era when the cost of water transport is far lower than that of land transport, the wharf is really dazzling and blooming everywhere.

If Wu Guanglie said he would not work today, then the cargo and ships accumulated on the dock would not be known as the blocking of the cargo and ships just after one day.

More importantly, these materials are related to Chongqing's daily life, so Liu Dongming said that Wu Guanglie's entire Chongqing city would be paralyzed for a long time, which is not an exaggeration at all.

But although Wu Guanglie could speak, he could not easily be hungry, and he was even more afraid!

Not to mention that once this is done, the government will interfere, the thousands of cargoes who rely on the sky to make a living on the dock and the Dunye's expenses will cause huge losses to Tianmen.

After waiting on the second floor, I entered a private room called Cuizhuju.

Inside, a whole table of wine and food had been prepared, and several people walked in and sat down.

Wu Guanglie sat in the main seat, while Liu Dongming sat in the second seat opposite the main seat.

Youdao means that the upper and lower parts are the greatest. Wu Guanglie is in the third row of the Tianmen Association and Liu Dongming have the same status in the third row of the Qinglong Association. However, as the master, he naturally has to sit in the main seat, and Liu Dongming is the guest who comes naturally sits in the second seat. This arrangement can be said to be in a normal manner.

On the table, after three rounds of drinking, Wu Guanglie was already dizzy and took advantage of the alcohol to ask Liu Dongming inadvertently: "Brother Liu, I heard from you that you are going to sell rice at a low price tomorrow?"

"Yes, 50 pounds per person, each person is limited to purchase five pounds!" Liu Dongming nodded and explained the restrictions by the way.

He also took a scruple. There were at least a thousand people in the Chaotianmen Wharf. If there was no purchase limit, wouldn't they know how many people could buy?

Of course, it is impossible to do such a thing with Wu Guanglie's status. It is just that the loopholes are plugged first and the accidents are prevented.

After all, everyone can’t get along with the money these days.

"Haha, Brother Liu is generous! But... I don't remind you that you are not a brother. You may not sell your way in less than three days. The more than ten ships of rice you brought will probably be sold out!"

It can be seen that Wu Guanglie also had a kind reminder, but it was very tactful.

This time there were only sixteen ships, each ship loading 20,000 kilograms of rice, and all of them were only 320,000 kilograms.

Don’t look at it, but if you really let go of the sale, the price set by Liu Dongming may not be able to last for three days.

Liu Dongming hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you, Brother Wu, for your concern, but tomorrow will only sell 20,000 kilograms, and the remaining rice should last for a while. What's more, Chongqing blind dates trust me so much, so I deserve some profit! Come on, Brother Wu, drink!"

Seeing that Liu Dongming could not be confiscated, Wu Guanglie had to give up. The table of people drank for more than two hours until someone came up from the dock reported that the rice from the Qinglong Club had been completely moved to the east of the city, and the banquet was not stopped after the two stores in the south of the city.

In the eyes of many people, Liu Dongming sold rice at a low price just to make a gimmick. This kind of thing may be known to everyone, but the next operation is the key.

It can be said that the rice merchants in Chongqing are now paying attention to Liu Dongming and are also paying attention to the movements of the Tianmen Association.

Now the Tianmen Association is confused and tied up on the chariot by Liu Dongming. Now he understands that only the mute who eats Coptis chinensis cannot explain the pain.

After all, in the morning, the Qinglong Club paid a serious visit to the mountain gate of the Tianmen Club in front of thousands of people on the dock.

When I returned to the shop in Chengnan, the inside had been cleaned up. In the warehouse in the inner room, the linen bags filled with rice were neatly tidy, and someone carefully laid a layer of wood below to prevent the tide.

After checking the store, he asked Zhou Long to take the money and ask Zhou Hu and his son to take these brothers to a restaurant outside for dinner. After being busy for most of the day, these people are tired now, and they are leaning against the wall and panting!

After arranging the convenience store in Chengnan, Liu Dongming went to Scar Yong's side of Dongmen again.

Everything is normal, and you can open immediately after just installing a signboard.

Immediately afterwards, he asked Zhou Kun to use the money to make three plaques, with the four big characters of Qinglong Rice Shop engraved on the books, and then they were installed on the east and south gates... As for the remaining third one, I could only wait until Mi Chuanlin, the Kun leather-robed guy, found a suitable shop at the west gate before looking at it.

Just as Liu Dongming and his group were enjoying the grand opening of tomorrow, a man in a policeman's uniform in the Jia Mansion in the east of the city gently knocked on the door of the study of Jia Changhe, the contemporary head of the Jia family.

If Liu Dongming saw this, he would definitely recognize the policeman who came to the store at noon.

However, at this moment, there was no arrogance on his face as a policeman as a clone on his face. On the contrary, he showed a slight respectful look on his whole face.

"Come in!" Jia Changhe frowned. Just now, he was writing a piece of characters that were accidentally broken. The four characters "Great Exhibition" should have been written on the white rice paper. The artistic conception of the last character "The Great Expo" is inevitably a little less than that.

He looked at the obviously reserved policeman and asked, "Have you found out where the other party is?"

"I've found out clearly!" The policeman immediately responded: "The person who came from Suining is said to be a small local gang called Qinglong Society. This time he came to do the official grain and rice business. However..." He thought for a while, and then continued: "But they made a special trip to visit the mountain gate of the Tianmen Society in the morning, and other robber associations also sent people to contact him. And... at noon I went over to talk to him, and the shopkeeper named Liu said that they seemed to have someone in the military!"
Chapter completed!