Chapter 12 A Guangzhou native, still wanting to meddle in Luohu's affairs?
Chapter 12 A Guangzhou native, still wanting to meddle in Luohu's affairs?
The night was deep and dark, and a cool breeze blew from the river.
Even the sharpened machete felt cold under the flashlight beam.
"Brother Yang..."
Liu Hui swallowed hard, then stepped to the side, slightly blocking Wang Yang's path.
The idea was to make Wang Yang realize something was wrong and immediately run away to preserve any hope.
"Don't attack, I'm Overlord!"
Wang Feng quickly identified himself, referring to his reputation in the underworld.
"Crossing a mountain peak? Have you ever heard of that?"
"Never heard of that. What's a 'mountain peak'? A venomous snake?"
The two smugglers blocking the road looked at each other. They were from out of town and neither knew who Guo Shanfeng was.
The boss didn't say that.
"Brother Yang, it seems we've been tricked by this old man..."
"Don't panic, this is a minor incident."
Wang Yang remained calm, knowing that these smugglers were there to make a living, not to risk their lives.
"You really don't recognize Shanfeng? Doesn't your smuggler's surname include Huang? Where is your smuggler? I want to see your smuggler!"
Wang Feng was a little embarrassed. He had come to introduce guests, but he was being turned away at the door.
Wang Feng is a veteran after all; how could he let a junior stop him?
Moreover, Wang Feng clearly knew all the snakeheads who would come to this low hill.
What's going on today?
"Go away, go back to where you came from! Our boss is busy, he doesn't have time to see an old geezer like you!"
The smugglers blocking the road showed no respect for Wang Feng, brandishing their machetes and driving him away.
Wang Feng was right about one thing: their boss's surname really wasn't Huang.
They naturally had no idea that Wang Feng had led the Huang family across the river years ago, so why would they give face to an old man like him?
"Ah Yang, today isn't a good time. It seems a new smuggler has arrived..."
The gleaming, cold-looking woodcutter's knife made Wang Feng fear for his life.
Wang Feng is getting old, and he has a child at home.
Although Wang Feng wanted to earn more money for his grandson, he was even more reluctant to have anything go wrong.
The smugglers from the Huang family in Chaoshan would give Wang Feng some face out of consideration for their past relationship.
The new snakehead might not be so reliable.
"Yang-ge, let's go."
Faced with the knife-wielding smuggler, Liu Hui also thought it best to leave first.
They have plenty of opportunities; there's no need to fight this smuggling group to the death.
"I'm looking for you smugglers, I have a big order!"
Just then, Wang Yang shouted loudly, his voice echoing throughout the entire hill.
"You little brat! If you ruin our plans, you'll be sorry!"
"But he said he had a big order, and he went up the mountain late at night, so maybe it's true..."
The two smugglers immediately started chattering, unable to make up their minds for a moment.
The smugglers ordered them to guard the mountain path, but they didn't tell them that guests would come here shouting and yelling.
At this late hour, the possibility of ghostly howls is much louder than human shouts.
"Wang Yang, do you guys really have a big order...?"
Wang Feng swallowed hard. Deceiving this group of people was no good.
Wang Feng brought the person, so he has to pay compensation if something goes wrong.
"I know I'm giving them a chance."
Wang Yang was confident; he already had a blueprint in mind.
Wang Yang aims to stir up trouble in Luohu, break the Chaoshan Huang family's monopoly on smuggling, and open up his own channels.
Wang Yang wanted to give them a big order, binding them to his own chain of interests and forming a community of shared interests.
The smuggling group in front of us, whose leader isn't surnamed Huang, might be the most suitable partner.
"You go find the boss, I'll keep an eye on them."
After a brief discussion, the two smugglers decided to seek the help of the smuggler's boss.
They already had few orders, and even fewer opportunities to resell. Tonight's opportunity was bought from the Chaoshan man at a high price.
If Wang Yang really has a big order, then they will be able to show off in front of their boss.
"Old Wang, since my brother Yang dared to come, there's nothing he can't do. What are you afraid of? Where's your previous bravado?"
Liu Hui didn't miss the opportunity and took the chance to mock Wang Feng.
Previously, Wang Yang had been suppressing Liu Hui, which made Liu Hui quite angry at the old man.
"Young and impetuous!"
If Wang Feng had known Wang Yang would pull this stunt, he wouldn't have come no matter how much money was offered.
Now, Wang Feng can only pin his hopes on Wang Yang getting a big order.
Perhaps this will extinguish the anger of this group.
"Which blind loser is looking for me? I'm a smuggler!"
Less than three minutes later, smuggler Li Zhi came out again with two other smugglers, carrying flashlights.
To improve his safety, Li Zhi spent two thousand yuan to buy the opportunity to smuggle himself across the border today from a Chaoshan man.
If Wang Yang were to shout something that breaks Li Zhi's reputation, Li Zhi would suffer a great loss.
"Wang Yang, from Guangzhou, handsome, what's your name?"
Wang Yang stepped forward, completely ignoring the river carriers around him carrying machetes.
The man in front of me, Li Zhi, is very young and seems to be the same age as Wang Yang.
"Li Zhi, do you know what big order the boss has?"
Although Li Zhi was unhappy with Wang Yang's yelling, he still kept a watchful eye on him.
Wang Yang is from Guangzhou, and he came all the way here; he might really have a big order.
If we can land a big order before crossing the river, this trip will be a sure thing.
"Of course, I'm not only giving you a big order, I'm also giving you a big opportunity—an opportunity to overthrow the Chaoshan people and stir up Luohu!"
Wang Yang had already learned from Wang Feng that the Huang family of Chaoshan had monopolized the entire reselling industry.
Now, what Wang Yang needs to do is break the monopoly of the Chaoshan people.
"Opportunity? What do you, a city bumpkin, know about things in Luohu?"
Li Zhi didn't believe for a second that a Guangzhou native would want to interfere in Luohu's affairs.
In Li Zhi's view, it's questionable whether Wang Yang can even recognize all the human smugglers in Luohu.
As for overturning the snakehead business model in Luohu, that's pure fantasy.
"What if I told you I had a way to help you bypass the indicators?"
Wang Yang already had a plan in mind.
By circumventing the constraints of the "processing trade" quota, we can bypass those Chaoshan people.
Only by breaking free from this constraint can the landscape of Luohu truly be transformed.
"No quota? No way, we don't want to end up in jail."
Li Zhi quickly waved his hand, startled by Wang Yang's remarks.
Most smugglers, as long as they are not caught on the spot, can generally get away with it.
However, without quotas for smuggling goods, even if the goods are sold, the police will still track them down and find out.
To be a smuggler, you must find a quota; this is a consensus within the circle and the foundation of the Chaoshan people's dominant position.
"Who says you can't legally sell goods without needing quotas?"
"The dredging team is hiring recently..."
The goods Wang Yang wanted to buy were a bunch of unwanted iron lumps, which were inherently difficult to sell through the "processing trade" model.
This pile of unwanted scrap parts weighs several thousand to tens of thousands of kilograms, and it would be difficult to transport them back by smugglers alone.
Therefore, Wang Yang spent a day in Luohu, and based on his memory of the development trajectory of Luohu smugglers, he selected a route.
Silt engineering.
Disassemble the discarded parts and separate them into important parts and ordinary parts.
Important components, such as carburetors and rectifiers, continue to be produced using the "processing trade" model.
The ordinary parts, such as the entire vehicle frame and tires, were all thrown into the Shenzhen River.
Once the dredging team retrieves it, it's legal scrap metal.
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