Hong Kong Comprehensive: Who said that those who practice martial arts have no money?

Chapter 85 Use your brain?Understand people?Good thing?
Sheung Wan Station.

Plainclothes office area.

Li Zhengtao glanced at Shuiquan, who was buckled on the chair, and waved to He Yi.

When the other party trotted over, he asked casually:

"What's the matter with that guy?"

"Brother Tao, it's like this"

He Yi stepped forward and whispered in Li Zhengtao's ear the story about the saliva, and looked at Li Zhengtao with some anxiety.

"Oh, Ang Lee, right?"

Li Zhengtao pondered for a moment.

"Be careful and don't kill anyone."

After admonishing him, he patted He Yi on the shoulder.

"Understood Brother Tao."

He Yi breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked towards Shuiquan.

"Sir, I'm not lying to you. I'm really a victim. So, sir, I still have a lot of things to do at the dock. Please let me go for now. I'll treat you to tea another day."

He was drooling as he looked at He Yi who was walking over. He wanted to stand up but his hands were held back. He could only sit on the chair and smile at He Yi.

"Yum tea? I can't wait for one or two years."

He Yi chuckled, pulled up a chair and sat in front of him.

He stared at the smiling He Yi with all his saliva, and was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean, sir?"

"What do you mean?"

He Yi took out a bright dog-leg knife from under his desk and clicked it, still in front of his mouth.

He stopped the smile on his face, put on a serious face, and said expressionlessly:

"Do you really think you are here to play house at the police station? You don't think you can get out by fighting with a knife or turf and recording a record, do you?"

His face was drooling all over and his expression suddenly froze.

After spending so many years in the world, although he is still just an old man, at least he still knows some of the police's methods.

As soon as he heard this and glanced at Ming Dangming again, he knew that the plainclothes man in front of him was planning to frame him.

His whole face turned ugly due to drool.He hesitated for a while, then carefully answered with a smile.

"Don't be ridiculous, sir. I didn't have a knife on the dock. The sir who brought us to the police station can prove it."

He Yi glanced at him and said lightly:
"Do you mean to say that I framed you?"

"How dare I, sir." He was drooling and his head was shaking like a rattle.

"Well, by the way, there's also this."

He Yi patted his head, as if remembering something, he took out a few bills from his shirt pocket, clicked them and put them on the desk, with a smile on his face.

"120 Hong Kong dollars, this is what you stuffed into my pocket. All the guys who went to the police with me saw it. No matter how bad your memory is, you will never forget this, right?
It seems that I should charge you with one more crime, bribing a police officer. "

"Wow, I'm telling you, bribing a police officer is more serious than fighting with a knife! You're lucky, it might last two years."

When saying this, He Yi spoke in an exaggerated tone.But after hearing this, the face that was being buckled on the chair quickly became gloomy.

He said straight to the point:
"Sir, what do you want? Also, just tell me how much you want. I will give you whatever I can."

He Yi shook his head, drooped his eyelids, and ignored Shui Quan's words.

He tapped his knuckles on the table and said casually:

"I believe you are a smart person. If you admit it honestly, you will suffer less. I will give you some time to think about it. My patience is limited."

After He Yi finished speaking, he stopped talking.

There was saliva all over his face, as if water was dripping from his face. He lowered his head and remained silent, making no sound.

He Yi lit a cigarette and looked at the saliva without any urge.

After a while.

"Do you recognize it?"

He Yi finished smoking a cigarette, flushed his mouth and asked all the questions.

Seeing that Shui Quan was still silent, he seemed to have lost his patience.

"You don't cry when you don't see the coffin, do you?"

He Yi threw away the cigarette butt and stood up, taking out a hammer with a cloth wrapped around the head from the drawer under the desk.

He turned to look at the plainclothes man who was eating.

"Brother Sheng, come here and help me."

"Oh, I hit a hard wall."

The plainclothes man known as Brother Sheng took a thick stack of newspapers from his desk and walked over with a smile.

Shuiquan, who was buckled on the chair, struggled quickly and tried to stand up.

As his movements became larger and larger, the wooden chair legs made chaotic clicking sounds on the cement floor.

Brother Sheng stepped on his legs under the chair, held down the struggling drooling shoulder with his left hand, put the newspaper on his chest, and nodded to He Yi.

He Yi picked up the hammer and struck it swiftly.

"Boom! Boom!"

"Do you admit it or not?"

"Ah~"

"Oh!"

"Say it, bitch, bones!"

"Oh!"

"Ah~ no, don't fight, I admit it, I admit it!"

"Phew! Damn it! If you had admitted it earlier, you wouldn't have had to suffer this!"

He Yi put down the hammer and took a breath.

Pier six.

On the berth that originally belonged to Shui Quan, the coolies were busy in an orderly manner.

Li An sat on a long wooden bench and looked away. When he saw Xi Wei, he stopped talking. He smiled and said:
"Just tell me what you have to say. Don't you feel uncomfortable holding it in?"

Xiwei scratched his head in embarrassment and then asked:
"Brother An, just let Wang Shengguang bully our fellow countrymen with his slobber and get rid of him earlier. Why do you need to go to the trouble of asking the police to come and take away all the slobber?"

Li An raised his eyebrows:
"You mean to get rid of him? How to do it? You can't kill him in public, right? Then you can only beat him up and throw him into the sea to swim? Then seize the opponent's territory? Is that what you mean?"

"Isn't that what it's like to grab territory?" Xiwei responded.

"What if the other party goes to Heyi Hall to help rescue the soldiers?"

Li An looked at Xiwei and said seriously:
"Although the land on the dock does not have profitable side businesses such as gambling stalls and prostitutes, the profit and water are still good, and it is no problem to raise some gangsters. If He Yitang intervenes, there will inevitably be complications."

"Besides, we don't have mixed prefixes, so we don't have time to accompany them in these turf war dramas."

Xiwei was still a little puzzled as he thought about Li An's words.

"Brother An, can these problems be solved by giving all the saliva to the police?"

Li An smiled.

"Otherwise. Once all the saliva goes in, it won't come out in a short time.

When he comes out after staying for a year and a half, who will still know him?And after such a long time, the saliva is full of unwillingness, and there is no way to make any trouble. "

"Do you know now?"

"I understand, Brother An." Xiwei nodded.

"You have to use your brain when doing things. Leaving many things to the police can save a lot of trouble. For us, killing is only a last resort."

Li An stood up and stretched.

He glanced around at the coolies who were loading the goods.

"After the cargo is unloaded, give me the complete account book. I will go to the shipowner's manager to settle the payment for the unloaded cargo."

Nowadays, most Chinese-owned cargo ships are bulk cargo ships, with a total tonnage of only a few hundred tons to more than 1000 tons.

They also traveled to various countries in Southeast Asia not far from the Triangle Pier.

His previous berth and the berth occupied by Shuiquan were all occupied by small bulk cargo ships of one to two hundred tons. The berth occupied by Sanjiangshui accommodated general cargo ships with a slightly larger tonnage.

"Oh, it's at Uncle Jun's place." Xiwei responded.

Li An hummed, looked at Li Jianjun who was holding a bill and talking to a small factory owner not far away, and walked over with Xiwei.

Li Jianjun nodded to the two of them as a greeting.

He handed a bill to the small factory owner in front of him.

"Boss Yang, your inventory."

"Well, let me see."

The other party took the bill and looked at it carefully for a while, then took out a few Hong Kong dollars from his pocket and handed it over.

He glanced at Li An and the two of them, turned around and left without saying anything more.

Li An asked with a smile:

"Uncle Jun, are you still used to it?"

"Oh, it's okay." Li Jianjun nodded and looked at Li An: "Is something wrong?"

"Give me the account book first. Today is the first time I've dealt with the shipowner's manager. The cargo in the morning was ordered by Shuiquan to be unloaded. I'd better go to him to settle the bill."

"it is good."

Li Jianjun responded.He put the payment he just received into his handbag and took out a ledger from it and handed it to Li An.

"Uncle Jun, you are busy."

Li An took the account book and opened it to find the accounts that Shuiquan and the others had recorded in the morning and the accounts that Li Jianjun had recorded later. After looking at them carefully, he walked to the cargo ship docked at the berth.

Along the nearly five-meter-long gangplank, Li An saw the ship owner's manager standing on the bow deck at a glance.

"Manager Liu."

The middle-aged man called Manager Liu is about forty years old and wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

He looked back at Li An and walked over with a smile.

"Brother Li, thank you very much. Otherwise, it would have been a lot of trouble for my cargo ship to leave the port today."

"Manager Liu is so polite. I should be the one to thank you. People like us who work at the dock will have to rely more on you, the shipowner manager, in the future."

Ang Lee was very polite.

Talk about people when you see people, but talk about ghosts when you see ghosts.

He handed the account book in his hand to Manager Liu.

"Hey, Manager Liu, here's the bill for unloading the goods."

Manager Liu took the account book and opened it.

"Well, let me see."

“Logically, we should only count the jobs we take over.

However, Manager Liu also saw that the coolies who worked in the morning were still the coolies who earned the money to support the family. We can't let them work in vain all morning, so..."

"I understand what you said. Since I promised you before starting work that I will settle the payment for the goods in the morning together, I will naturally not break my promise."

Manager Liu waved his hand and returned the account book to Li An.

"A total of 180 tons of goods, 900 yuan. You order."

He took out a wad of Hong Kong dollars from his trouser pocket, counted out nine hundred Hong Kong dollars and handed them to Ang Lee.

"Then thank you, Manager Liu."

"Well, Brother Li, no matter who does the work of moving goods on the dock, I don't care.

But I still hope that you will not affect us ship owners and managers because of this matter.The freighter voyages have been planned in advance, and the loss to me, the shipowner manager, is huge if the business is delayed. "

Manager Liu said with profound meaning.

"no problem."

Li An agreed immediately with a smile on his face.

Nobody is a fool.

Especially people like Manager Liu who make a living at sea and come across strong winds and waves.

If you treat others as fools, you will be a fool yourself.

After getting off the boat, Li An handed over the payment received and the account book to Xiwei.

"I'll leave the things on the dock to you. The wages will be paid according to the schedule, and the schedule will be accepted even if the saliva has been sent out all morning. It's not easy for a coolie to make some money. I'll go check the file."

"Understood." Xiwei nodded.

Li An glanced around the pier, turned and left.

When he arrived at the registration stall at Freight Terminal No. [-], Wu Shihao hadn't arrived yet, but he saw Ah Xin sorting out the goods.

Seeing him coming, A Xin shouted.

"Ange!"

Li An hummed, and looking at the sweat on his face, he took two stools from the newspaper stall.

"Come on, let's take a rest first."

The two of them came to the shade behind the newspaper archives.

Li An said with a smile:

"Axin, from now on you can just leave small tasks like sorting out goods to the clerks, and this is originally the clerk's job. You have everything in your hands now, how can you be so busy?"

Ah Xin smiled sheepishly, "I'm used to it."

Li An shook his head and said softly:
"This is not a good habit. If I leave the filing to you, then you are the manager and operator of the filing. You must learn to let go and don't worry that the guys will not do well.

Your task is to arrange work for the guys, reasonably allocate the goods for filing, and replenish the goods if they are out of stock, without affecting the income of the filing. This is your job.

Is it clear? "

"It's clear, Brother An." Ah Xin responded quickly.

The sun was low.

Pier six.

In one afternoon, the goods originally piled on the dock have been loaded onto the ship by workers.

As the freighter gradually left the port, coolie workers who had been busy all day sat in twos and threes on the dock ground waiting to receive their wages.

"Brother, I leave it to you to pay wages to the workers here."

After saying hello to Dawei, Xiwei came to the berth No. 67 next to him with a box of change.

"Getting paid!"

He shouted, put the money box on the table, pulled up a stool and sat in front of the table.

More than 100 coolies stood up and walked over in a line consciously.

"What is your name?"

Xiwei glanced at the coolie and opened the account book.

"Zhang Xigui, there are only six of them."

The coolie who called himself Zhang Xigui put down a handful of calculation chips on the table.

Then he took out another handful, took a careful look at Xiwei, and then said nervously:
"There are still six counting chips that were done in the morning, do they count?"

Xiwei responded with a smile:

"Of course it counts. And how much work you do, we will pay you, no water."

After he said this, not only Zhang Xigui, but also the coolies waiting in line behind him to receive their wages also looked happy.

Xiwei finished counting the chips and recorded the names of the workers and the amount of chips in the account book with a pen.

"Zhang Xigui, twelve counts. Uncle Jun, give him two yuan and forty cents."

"thanks, thanks!"

Zhang Xigui thanked him repeatedly and took the money from Li Jianjun, his face full of joy.

Xiwei waved his hand:

"Okay, next one."

Zhang Xigui quickly stepped aside.

"What is your name?"

"."

Been busy for nearly half an hour.

The coolie who received the completion payment left with a smile on his face, and Xiwei counted out 53 yuan.

"Coolie Qiang, this is yours. The salary is three yuan, and the extra 50 yuan was given to you by Brother An."

The coolie with a bruised mouth took the money and said, "Thank you, Brother Xiwei."

"Brother Xie An is the one."

Xiwei waved his hand to interrupt him.

"It's getting late, go home early."

After Ku Liqiang left, only Li Jianjun and three others were left.

"Uncle Jun, this is yours."

Xiwei counted out nine dollars and put it on the table. Li Jianjun took a look at it and was not in a hurry to take the money, but asked:

"The previous conflict between Coolie Qiang and Shui Quan was arranged by you, right? The purpose was to seize Shui Quan's territory, right?"

"Yeah." Xiwei nodded and admitted, not hiding anything.

Li Jianjun paused and continued to ask:

"Don't you have work to do? Why are you trying to steal his territory?"

"Uncle Jun, this is what the dock is like. Whoever has a bigger fist can make more money. As you saw just now, no one deducted wages. I don't know how happy these coolies are to get the wages they should have received. "

"And for these coolies, we have done a good thing, otherwise they would have continued to be exploited by drool."

Xiwei put the money in Li Jianjun's hand.

"Take it, Uncle Jun. I'll treat you to dinner later."

(End of this chapter)