ALL NOVEL Chapter 52, Customs
After punching and kicking the big fat man violently for a while, Zhang Xuan also noticed Sun Fucheng's crisis in time, and also saw Hui's wife being entangled by another man who got up.
Without saying a word, he let go of the limp fat man and launched a high whip kick into his shoulder. The third pickpocket riding on Sun Fucheng fell to the ground.
Then Zhang Xuan twisted around again and threw another pickpocket over, saving Hui's wife.
Just when he was about to pursue the victory, Sun Fucheng got up and pulled him and Hui's wife towards the exit of the station.
While running, Sun Fucheng said: "Don't talk, comrades are coming. Leave the station first."
There were many people in the aisle, the lighting was not good, and there were screams at this time. It was extremely chaotic. The three of them turned left and right, and soon disappeared into the sea of people.
After checking the ticket in one breath and exiting the station, Zhang Xuan saw Ruan Dezhi at the exit.
Seeing this uncle, he urged without saying a word: "Uncle, get out of here first."
Ruan Dezhi saw the three people in a mess and seemed to notice something. Without asking any more questions, he turned around and took them into a van.
This uncle is also a neat and tidy person. He will walk quickly as soon as the car door is closed.
Sitting by the window and staring intently outside, the tense Sun Fucheng finally relaxed when he saw the train station quickly disappearing from sight.
Sun Fucheng took a deep breath and took out a ghastly Mitsubishi sword from the belt buckle on his back and said:
"I brought this. When facing comrades, rationality will turn into irrationality. And according to my observation, those pickpockets all brought folding daggers. We were in a surprise attack just now, and the other party had no chance to use daggers. If the stalemate continues, they will not That’s easy to say.”
When I tried to take a look at the Mitsubishi knife, the three blades, which were about 20 centimeters long, seemed a bit dull. However, Zhang Xuan did not dare to look down upon it at all, and was even a little scared.
He understood very well: if this thing stabbed someone, the person would basically be dead.
Ruan Dezhi, who was driving in front, glanced back and asked about the situation and remained silent.
Zhang Xuan knew that his uncle was already a little angry, but he didn't get angry because of his feelings.
Ruan Dezhi was indeed a little angry. This nephew is so outstanding and he is the only male in the family. If something happens, how will he survive the test in his heart?
How to explain to my sister?
Especially when he saw that Sun Fucheng was carrying such a deadly weapon, Ruan Dezhi's eyelids jumped wildly.
I was afraid that my nephew would be involved in some life-threatening matter. They came here in a group, and they wouldn't be able to clean themselves up even if they jumped into the Yellow River!
There will definitely be stains in life!
In fact, Ruan Dezhi is not ignorant of the causes and consequences, he is just concerned about chaos. Protect the calf eagerly.
Shencheng West Railway Station is very close to Shekou Customs, both in Nanshan District. The straight-line walking distance is only about 700 meters.
After the van left the station in a zigzag manner, it stopped on a lively street.
Ruan Dezhi calmed down and asked several people: "You must be hungry since last night. What kind of food do you want to eat? Seafood, Cantonese food or Hunan food?"
The aging Sun Fucheng noticed that Ruan Dezhi had a problem with him, so he put the knife away and remained silent.
Sister-in-law Hui was very discerning, and she was not only frightened by Ruan Dezhi's secret weapon against her father, but she was also frightened. At this time, even if her stomach growled because of hunger, she did not express her position offside.
After glancing at the three of them, Zhang Xuan understood the situation and still had to make his own decision.
He looked outside, pointed to the nearest Cantonese restaurant and said, "This is the restaurant. Eat early and start work early."
His statement was unanimously recognized by the three people.
Entering the store, Ruan Dezhi ordered five main dishes in one go, and then said bluntly:
"I'll take you to the customs warehouse to see the goods later. If you're satisfied with the goods, we'll talk about the next thing. If you're not satisfied, I'll take you to the bus station and take the bus to Yangcheng."
This was what Mrs. Hui liked. It was time-saving and efficient. She immediately nodded in agreement: "Okay, then I'll trouble you."
"You're welcome, we are all relatives, as we should be." When Ruan Dezhi said this, he finally managed a smile.
The food came out quickly and the portion was quite plentiful.
It looked like there were five dishes, but Mrs. Hui, who was new here, couldn't get used to Cantonese food without chili peppers, and she was so pale that she didn't even have the slightest desire to pick up a chopstick.
In the end, she just put a few chopsticks into the bowl of roast goose and spent most of the time eating rice without leaving a trace.
But the three men Zhang Xuan are different. They have long been accustomed to Cantonese food, and they eat and drink indiscriminately after picking up their rice bowls. However, the three of them were more humorous and rarely touched the roast goose, leaving it to Mrs. Hui to cook.
About 20 minutes later, several people with full stomachs got in the car again and headed straight to the customs warehouse.
The road was not too far, and when he arrived at the gate, Ruan Dezhi asked Sun Fucheng to put the knife in the car, and then went through the procedures with several people.
Zhang Xuan discovered that this uncle was really popular. Every customs colleague would say a few words to him when they met him, or call him "Ruan Ke" with a smile.
At this time, Ruan Dezhi would also introduce Zhang Xuan to some of them: "This is my nephew. Please take more care of him in the future."
As for Mrs. Hui and Sun Fucheng, Ruan Dezhi didn't mention them at all. When someone asked about them, he would just say, "These are my nephew's relatives."
Look, look, this uncle's attitude and his art of speaking make Zhang Xuan very happy.
Zhang Xuan knew very well: Ruan Dezhi treated several people differently, which was obviously intentional. The purpose of doing this is to highlight his status, make Hui's wife dependent on him in the future, and stop Hui's unwanted thoughts in advance.
He quietly observed Hui Sao and Sun Fucheng:
I found that Mrs. Hui always kept a smile on her face and never talked too much or overstepped her authority when facing anyone.
But Sun Fu was much simpler. He shut up like a gourd and had no expression. He was like an invisible person who didn't seem to exist.
Zhang Xuan didn't know whether the two men understood what Ruan Dezhi meant. But considering that these are two human beings, they shouldn't be that stupid.
After passing through many warehouses along the way, Ruan Dezhi and a few people finally came to a warehouse near the sea. He asked someone to open the door and said to the three of them:
"83,000 pieces of clothing are here, come in and take a look. Men's and women's shirts, short-sleeved T-shirts, trousers, and casual pants account for more than half.
The rest are coats, jeans, bell-bottoms, cotton sweaters, women's clothing, jackets and underwear. We have all sorted them into piles for convenience. "
As he said that, Ruan Dezhi personally carried the identification tags of the three people: "This pile is full of coats. The materials include polyester, chemical fiber, cotton, and other materials."
At this point, Ruan Dezhi ordered someone to open a package, took out a coat and said: "This coat weighs 1.2 kilograms, the fabric is satin, and there is gold and silver..."
Don't look at Ruan Dezhi's very cold attitude towards Hui's wife and daughter at first. But when it came to business, he was very humble and meticulous, fearing that a few people would make wrong decisions because they didn't understand. He would explain almost every category to the three of them in detail.
For example, weight, men's shirts (pieces) weigh 200-300 grams, cotton sweater pants (pieces) weigh 200 grams, women's shirts weigh 100-150 grams, women's clothing (pieces) weigh 350-500 grams, short-sleeved T-shirts (pieces) Weighs 100 grams, underwear (strip) weighs 50 grams...
This uncle's attitude is very clear. It's your first time to get started with this thing. The clothes are terrible. I will explain everything clearly to you. You can buy it or not, the decision is in your hands, but he will no longer bear any responsibility once the goods leave the warehouse.
Balabala talked for almost half an hour, and then Ruan Dezhi let the three of them watch as they pleased, while he chatted with the colleagues next to him. While talking and laughing, he occasionally pointed at Zhang Xuan and said a few sharp words.
For example, say to someone: This is my nephew, a college student, and a writer...
From noon to sunset, Mrs. Hui was busy looking here and there in silence, carefully inspecting every pile of goods, but her eyes were still shining.
Picking an opportunity, Zhang Xuan asked in a low voice: "Sister-in-law, what do you think?"
Sister-in-law Hui suddenly changed her smile and said, "Okay. The quality, style and condition of this batch of clothes are better than I imagined."
Hearing this, Zhang Xuan felt relieved and asked further: "Then do we want it?"
Sister-in-law Hui nodded her head several times and expressed her position neatly: "Yes, of course, I want them all. This kind of opportunity only comes once in a thousand years. If you don't buy it, you will regret it to death."
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