The buns made of cabbage and pork taste good and the price is moderate.

The middle-aged man ate two buns and silently calculated the expenses. After deducting the costs and operating expenses, he probably knew how much money the breakfast stall did not make to the Harmony Supermarket. At most, it only solved the employment of many people.

Starting at 7 o'clock, the city officially woke up and the first bus arrived.

The old-fashioned bus clanged, and the ticket seller asked the middle-aged man where he was going, and casually asked: "Are you going to queue up to buy home appliances and furniture?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for two umbrellas.

There was no one in the first bus, so the ticket seller sat down and chatted happily, "Yesterday, Harmony Supermarket opened in the city, with a total of eight stores.

Our car had to pass through three of them, and the people in the queue were crowded onto the road. At that time, many people were talking about it, some were praising and some were scolding."

"Someone else scolded?" The middle-aged man was surprised.

"Of course there is." The ticket seller said happily: "According to Zhou's bad intentions, he smuggled second-hand goods from abroad to cheat the people. Some people shouted to report to the city, saying that Zhou Qingfeng speculated and wanted to arrest him, and at least sentenced him to smuggling."

"It's really hard to say about smuggling." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, "What he reported was that he was jealous of making money. Mr. Zhou was too arrogant and inevitably was envied."

"Who said no?" The ticket seller also shook his head, "If you want to report, you still rush to buy cheap goods. I have heard that the quality of this second-hand thing is not bad, at least 70% new, but the price is one-third or even one-fifth of the new goods.

By the way, not only are there home appliances, but there are also many furniture. Many people rushed over after withdrawing money from the bank. Those stores have a lot of supply, so I plan to go and check it out after handing over the shift today.

I heard that yesterday I sold at least a few hundred color TV, refrigerators, washing machines, etc., and the supermarkets made a lot of money. Now the city says that Mr. Zhou is very capable and smuggled so many quietly. Many people are talking about it, saying that it was transported from HK by large trucks."

The middle-aged man also smiled bitterly and shook his head, then nodded and said, "Well, Mr. Zhou is indeed capable. But he is so arrogant, I'm afraid he will be reported."

"Tsk..., I've been reported for a long time." In order to show that he has a wide source of information, the ticket seller whispered: "My neighbor's uncle's sister is in the Municipal Bureau of Industry and Commerce. I heard that the recent reports can be packed in sacks.

Some people felt that going to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau was useless, so they went directly to the city government. But they asked me to say that it was useless to go anywhere. Now they all looked at money. Mr. Zhou is so rich, and how many people in the city rely on him for their meals, how could they offend the God of Wealth?"

The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly about the fact that Zhou Qingfeng is rich. However, how he is rich is still a mystery and has not yet been found out. But there must be many illegal things hidden in this.

Just as five or six motorized tricycles passed outside the bus, the ticket seller immediately pointed out the window and shouted, "Look, this is a delivery to the Harmonious Supermarket. These people can run hard. It is said that a trip of five yuan can earn half a month's salary in a day."

A few pieces of home appliances and furniture were fixed on the tricycle with hemp ropes, and they moved quickly along the road. This kind of car was afraid that it would not be able to enter the city after years, but now it was running happily on the streets and alleys.

The salesperson was envious of the fact that he saw it, "Many people want to join the 'harmonious transportation', so they have to grab the recruitment quota. However, Mr. Zhou gave priority to taking care of the needy families in the city.

Tsk tsk tsk tsk, no one cares about the dilapidated houses in the past, but now they have become popular. They are so excited by the money that they are so angry that they get up early and go to bed late, and they will be out of nowhere. If Mr. Zhou falls, these people will fight you desperately."

The convoy quickly split into two and delivered the goods to branches at different locations.

The middle-aged man looked at him for a few glances and asked, "Where did these convoys come from?"

The ticket seller said: "There is a warehouse of 'Shengguang Machinery' on Taiping Bridge in the suburbs. It is said that all the goods are transported out from there. If I ask me, these smuggled goods are probably not transported by large trucks, and they are probably on the water route."

It is easy to set up checkpoints on highways, but it is difficult to check the checkpoints on waterways. Middle-aged people think there is some truth to this. However, the Tang River in Tianyang City flows into the Yangtze River from south to north, which means that the source of smuggled goods is probably different from what ordinary people imagine.

The ticket seller continued: "The more people are employed in the 'Shengguang' now, the wages are also high. Not long ago, the children of my relatives participated in the home appliance repair training course organized by the 'Shengguang'.

That class is great. Teachers from the Metallurgy College come to class and can get a job if they pass the graduation exam. At least 200 yuan a month, which is very good. The enrollment quotas also depend on grabbing, but many junior and senior students from the countryside can recruit special recruits."

The ticket seller was obviously a city man, and his tone was quite dissatisfied with the countrymen robbing the enrollment quota for "Holy Light". The middle-aged man did not agree with this, and just chatted a few casually. When more and more people got on the bus, the two sides stopped talking.

Judging from the information provided by the ticket seller, Zhou Qingfeng has been observed by the people of Tianyang City with a magnifying glass. His every move has been noticed by others, and some people like it, and naturally some people hate it.

"Does this kid know his current situation?" The middle-aged man thought for a while, and suddenly laughed and shook his head, "Maybe that kid understands better than anyone else, but he is just fearless."

The bus stopped and the ticket seller reported to the station. The middle-aged man got off and arrived at a harmonious supermarket he was going to inspect today. As soon as the door opened, many passengers flocked down and trotted across the road.

The ticket seller also sighed, "Oh, there are more people today."

When the middle-aged man got off the bus, he was also frightened by the crowded people on the roadside. This scene is quite similar to the Spring Festival ticketing site before the Internet era, and there is a feeling of crowds in front of the small store.

The police did not come today, but came to two street offices. Only a small number of people were allowed to buy in the store, and the time limit was limited to half an hour. Four or five tricycles were parked outside the store. As soon as the door opened, someone started buying the goods they liked and was about to transport them away.

There is also a stall selling clothing outside the store, which also squeezed a lot of people. The goods sold are said to be "export to domestic sales", and the prices are extremely low. High-end down jackets worth hundreds of yuan are enough for only thirty or forty at this stall.

When the middle-aged man heard the sentence "exports to domestic sales", he smiled. He approached the stall and immediately recognized that all the clothes sold were quite new. The large-scale "second-hand home appliances and furniture" were even more beautiful, much better than those in state-owned shopping malls.

"This guy has no cover at all. Can you really not take anyone seriously?"

Alas..., looking at the hot sales scene, the middle-aged man sighed constantly. The situation was basically understood, and when it was time to make a decision, he turned around and left the supermarket door, found a remote place, and took out the mobile phone he carried with him.

I pressed the button and dialed a number out, and waited for a few seconds before the phone was connected.

Listening to the 'heat' coming from the microphone, the middle-aged man whispered: "Editor-in-Chief, I'm Lao Xiao. Yes, I've been in Tianyang for half a month. I have investigated the reactions to the people's letters."

The middle-aged man briefly talked about the information he had collected on the spot in the past half month, including paintings from the Academy of Fine Arts, low-interest loans from Nantou Township, "Shengguang Machinery", "Harmony Trading Company", etc., and even the foreign trade business of Tianyang Printing Factory.

The editor-in-chief on the phone listened carefully, and occasionally he could hear the sound of taking notes. The two talked simply and obscurely for about half an hour, and the other party asked in a deep voice: "Old Xiao, you have to pay attention to your personal safety. I have received some new situations here."

"What's the situation?" the middle-aged man asked.

The editor-in-chief on the phone said in a deep voice: "You know that every day there are a large number of people who come to us to report the situation in the local area. Recently, a large number of smuggling goods occurred in Tianyang, which has attracted a lot of attention.

I also learned a lot of information from the side, and the problem is probably bigger than we imagined. This kind of gang is probably extremely vicious. I must remind you that if necessary, I will withdraw it first."

The editor-in-chief started with caring reminders, but the last sentence "retreat" made the middle-aged man anxious, "Retreat? Then I'm in vain for half a month? I think this is a big case and it's necessary to dig deeper."

The editor-in-chief on the phone pondered for a while and whispered: "Old Xiao, then you must take care of yourself. Don't be too arrogant. I support you as much as possible. But the sun is too far away, I'm afraid I can't help."
Chapter completed!