money player

Before May 5 last year, in principle, there was a policy of free movement between Hong Kong and the Mainland. On May 1, the Hong Kong government saw that there were too many people coming from the Mainland and not returning, so it stipulated that mainlanders traveling to Hong Kong from the Mainland must obtain a "travel certificate" issued by the Mainland in advance.

After half a month, it was found that this still could not prevent people from staying in Hong Kong, so on May 5, it was stipulated that mainlanders going to Hong Kong must first apply for a permit from the Hong Kong Immigration Department.

As of February 2 this year, after consultations, the mainland government finally made a rational choice based on the overall situation: Guangdong changed its previous unrestricted practice and the Public Security Bureau issued passes to mainland residents traveling to Hong Kong; Hong Kong and Macao residents returning to the mainland would have their relatives in the mainland apply for documents at the local public security department in advance and enter the country with the passes, so as to ensure regular and orderly border management.

Without looking at these regulations, just sensing the atmosphere in the mainland, the main atmosphere in the mainland in 1951 was to welcome all kinds of wanderers to return to the motherland to support national construction. Although there were some people with ulterior motives among the wanderers, the welcoming atmosphere did not diminish at all.

The presence of smugglers at border crossings has been around for a long time. The more difficult it is to pass through the border, the more active the smugglers become.

There are both individual traders and community organizations among the smugglers. Su Lizhen asked a smuggler to help her get three "home return permits" issued by the Bao'an Public Security Bureau, which were delivered to her home last night. Now she is sitting in front of the dressing table getting dressed.

There was a photo cut out of a newspaper pasted on the dressing mirror. It showed a girl with two pigtails. Su Lizhen combed her hair according to the photo. After three or five minutes, her two pigtails hung in front of her with ribbons tied at the ends.

After combing her hair, she put on a common cotton undershirt, then stood in front of the clothes rack, hesitating between a cheongsam of simple material and cut and a Lenin suit. In the end, she felt that the Lenin suit was too much and chose the cheongsam.

After putting on the cheongsam, she entered the cloakroom, opened the drawer where the handkerchiefs were stored, and picked out the most wrinkled cotton handkerchief from among the dozens of handkerchiefs. She took it back to the dressing table in the bedroom and sorted out the RMB on the table:

The denomination of 10,000 yuan has two patterns of a ship and two horses plowing fields; the denomination of 5,000 yuan has two patterns of a plowing machine and a factory; the denomination of 1,000 yuan has a pattern of a plowing machine, autumn harvest, three tractors, and the Qiantang River Bridge; the denomination of 500 yuan has a pattern of a rural area, Zhengyang Gate, and a crane; the denomination of 200 yuan has a pattern of the Summer Palace, the Great Wall, and a steel plant; the denomination of 100 yuan has a pattern of plowing fields, a railway station, Wanshou Mountain, Yong'an Bridge, etc.; as well as denominations of 50, 20, 10 yuan, 5 yuan, and 1 yuan.

There were many patterns of banknotes of various denominations. She sorted them out one by one, counted out 100 million yuan in pieces, wrapped them in a handkerchief, and stuffed the handkerchief into the secret pocket of her cheongsam. Then she counted out three stacks of 200 million yuan and put them into three envelopes respectively. One of the envelopes was placed in a briefcase made by Shanghai Huacheng Factory.

This bag was the standard briefcase for senior party officials working in Kuomintang-controlled areas during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression. It was a revolutionary style that was both red and professional.

There was also a stack of red-edged patriotic fixed-amount savings certificates on the table, with a face value of 200 yuan, a total of certificates. She took out one and put the others into an envelope and put them into the briefcase.

It took Su Lizhen half an hour to pack up, carry her briefcase downstairs, and take a car to Kowloon Customs.

In Hong Kong, it's easy to pass through with face recognition. When crossing the bridge, two uniformed policemen holding batons wanted to come forward to help carry bags, but they saw Su Lizhen's group of three. Su Lizhen was carrying a briefcase, and the other two were carrying a kettle and a net bag, all light items. They had to give up and laughed as they watched the three people strolling among the fast-paced passengers.

The three of them followed the flow of people and slowly came to the bridge head on the Baoan side. Su Lizhen turned her head and saw a sign that read "Long Live the Great Unity of the People of the World". She looked at it for a while, then turned around and saw the five-star red flag flying on the customs building not far away.

She stopped and sighed for a moment, listening to the words on the radio: "Dear returning overseas Chinese, compatriots from Hong Kong and Macao, we warmly welcome you to come back and participate in the construction of the motherland, and welcome you to travel, visit and tour various places...", and walked towards the checkpoint following the signs for the baggage checkpoint.

After waiting for a while in the inspection hall of the checkpoint, I queued up to enter a long inspection entrance, came to an idle inspector, and put the briefcase on the inspection table.

Seeing that there was no luggage, the inspector asked in surprise and vigilance, "Madam, where is your luggage?"

Su Lizhen smiled and responded, "Hello, sir. We are in a hurry to go to Shanghai on a business trip and don't have time to buy winter clothes. We simply don't bring anything and will buy them when we arrive in Guangzhou."

It is not rational to travel without luggage as it is easy to arouse suspicion. However, traveling with luggage may be used by Taiwanese spies who may secretly stuff contraband into your luggage, confuse people and create chaos, or act like an ignorant porter.

Between being suspected and being used and getting into trouble, Su Lizhen chose the former.

Of course, the main reason for this choice is that there are no suitable clothes to bring at home, and it is too late to buy them temporarily.

The inspector did not comment, but asked Su Lizhen to open the briefcase for inspection. There was no trouble with the huge amount of money and certificates of deposit, they just went to a room to register. The three people passed the inspection smoothly. There was nothing that needed to pay taxes, and they didn't even have to go through the tax payment process.

Leave the checkpoint and head to Shenzhen Railway Station.

Before buying the train ticket, a smuggler brought three Home Return Permits issued by the Guangdong Public Security Department, and brought a message - the Home Return Permits from Shanghai will be delivered when the train is traveling in Jiangxi.

Money makes the world go round. Su Lizhen set out on a whim and it did not delay her trip at all.

Woo woo woo ~ Besides, besides, besides...

When the train left Bao'an, the temporarily assigned bodyguard "Fenghua Lao" Ma Laigong took the kettle to boil water, and Dong Chuning sorted out the tea sets to make tea.

Ma Laigong was from Shan County in eastern Zhejiang. His hometown village was located at the junction of Shan County and Fenghua. It was geographically closer to the urban area of ​​Fenghua and administratively under the jurisdiction of Shan County of the Eastern Zhejiang Administrative Office. He was educated in Fenghua when he was young and was taken to Shanghai by his master to look after people's homes when he was a teenager.

It seems like more than ten years have passed, from Shanghai to Hong Kong, from dealing with ordinary people to having to borrow money for the next meal. The boss has become a Buddha after crossing the river, so how can he have the spare money to maintain the hospital? As an experienced talent, Malay Gong was absorbed by the Public Security Guard as soon as he lost his job.

It turns out that Ma Laigong is the son of his old boss, a personal bodyguard of a young man who does nothing but eat, drink and have fun. He knows all the high-end consumption places in Shanghai and is familiar with some street thugs who make a living. This is one of the reasons why he was assigned to escort Su Lizhen to Shanghai.

In addition, the master of Malay Kung Fu was named Jiang, from Xikou, Fenghua. He was the tenth-generation disciple of Zhang Songxi and was good at using the internal goose head neck fist. In the late 1920s, he saw that Chiang Kai-shek had the potential to become Jackie Chan, so he took Dian Wei as an example to build himself up, and practiced the skills of bodyguard for three years. He was good at using common objects as weapons or hidden weapons.

In the early 1930s, he asked someone to recommend him to serve as a guard in the Presidential Guard Battalion. However, he could not stand the constraints after three months and hanged himself on a branch in the southeast and returned home. Screw the merit of being a dragon's servant and he would rather follow rich people and make money.

Malay has inherited all the skills from his master and always carries a Suzhou embroidery handkerchief with him. He embroiders a few stitches whenever he has time to hide the fact that the embroidery needle is a deadly hidden weapon.

After getting some hot water, he sat down opposite Su Lizhen and the other person. He took out a handkerchief, held it awkwardly in front of his chest, and slowly embroidered it. However, his eyes kept looking through the handkerchief at other passengers and the aisle. No one who came in front of him could escape his gaze.

He didn't dare to slack off. Before leaving, the general manager said that if he returned safely, he would receive a generous bonus and be transferred to a better position. If anything happened due to his failure to protect the person, he wouldn't have to worry about the rest of his life and could eat as many Yuanbao candles as he wanted.

Dong Chuning made tea, took out three paper cups, poured three cups, and placed one cup in front of Su Lizhen, "Madam, have some tea."

"Ah."

Su Lizhen responded, turned the newspaper in her hand, and picked out an article introducing Guangzhou cuisine to read. The article was written from the perspectives of four cultural celebrities: Lu Xun, Ba Jin, Guo Moruo, and Zheng Zhenduo, with a focus on Guo Moruo. The text followed his many trips to Guangzhou, pointing out the famous restaurants in Guangzhou one by one.

When they arrived in Guangzhou, they had to wait for the transfer. The earliest train to Shanghai was tomorrow morning. She had time to stroll around Guangzhou and enjoy two delicious meals.

It was a rare opportunity for her to come to Guangzhou, and she wanted to eat something good.

She was thinking about the delicious food, but she didn't know that the information of the three people had been sent to the Investigation Department of the Bao'an Public Security Bureau. The anti-espionage machine was running and someone in Hong Kong had started to take action.

When the train stopped at Dashatou Railway Station on the Pearl River, the orange-red color above the three people's heads turned into smooth green, and the "dear compatriots from Hong Kong and Macao" became true to their words. A label of "family member of a united front target" was also affixed to Su Lizhen's chest.

Coming out of the exit, Su Lizhen stopped to look at the surrounding scenery, while Dong Chuning searched around and easily found the sign pointing to the taxi stand.

"Madam, the taxi stands on the left..." Dong Chu Ning hadn't finished speaking when two people in Lenin suits came towards them. Their goal was clear, "Someone is coming."

Su Lizhen withdrew her gaze from admiring the scenery and looked forward. She saw two faces, a middle-aged man and a young man, walking towards her quickly with warm smiles.

"Madam Xian."

The young man came to Su Lizhen with a smile on his face and said, "Hello, Madam Xian. I am Chen Qiushou from Lingnan Petroleum."

"Madam Xian, I am Lin Nanhu from the Southern Trading Company." The middle-aged man with a smile followed closely behind.

As soon as she heard the two people's units, she knew they were state-owned units. Su Lizhen subconsciously connected them to the checkpoint. She felt a little uneasy, but she forced herself to be calm and said, "Gentlemen, I don't seem to know you."

Lin Nanhu smiled and said, "Madam Xian, don't be afraid. The Southern Trading Company is a state-owned company. Our company has business dealings with Mr. Xian's firm. When we heard that Madam Xian came to Yangcheng, we wanted to do our best to show our hospitality as a host."

As he spoke, Lin Nanhu took out a small notebook from his jacket pocket and said, "Madam Xian, this is my work ID."

Su Lizhen took the small notebook and opened it. She saw two positions written on it. One was the deputy director of Shiqi Foreign Trade Branch, and the other was the deputy general manager of Southern Trading Company. Her mind raced and she thought of the information Cheryl had told her:

Shiqi borders Macau and Hong Kong by water. It is one of the main windows for the mainland to conduct import and export business. There are many private trading companies engaged in import and export business. Jinji Trading Company has a small amount of business dealings with trading companies in Shiqi.

She realized that this was a mainland state-owned company that wanted to come forward to establish a relationship with Jinji Trading Company, but hadn’t Jinji Trading Company already cooperated with the state-owned company?

In addition, why was it the deputy who came forward?
This has to be said that her information was too scarce. She didn't know there was a Military Control Commission, and the chief executive above Lin Nanhu was most likely a concurrent leader of the Military Control Commission.

Su Lizhen handed back the notebook, "Manager Lin, I think you are mistaken. My husband runs a garment factory, not a business."

"Madam Xian, is your husband's name Xian Yaowen?"

"Yes."

Lin Nanhu said apologetically, "I'm sorry, we may have made a mistake, Madam Xian. I apologize to you and I also ask you to convey my apology to Mr. Xian."

Su Lizhen nodded gently, "It's okay."

Chen Qiushou took out a folded paper from his briefcase and said, "Madam Xian, this is the letter of introduction issued by Lingnan Petroleum for you. You can use it to book accommodation and buy train tickets."

Su Lizhen glanced at the letter of introduction and mourned for the smuggler in her heart. Seeing the letter of introduction here, the smuggler who provided services to her would probably be in trouble and would probably not be able to get the Shanghai Home Return Permit.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Chen."

"You're welcome, Madam Xian. Have a pleasant journey."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Lin Nanhu and Chen Qiushu left, leaving Su Lizhen there pondering.

After thinking for a moment, she went to the station shop to buy stationery, envelopes and stamps, and wrote a short letter clearly stating that she had arrived in Guangzhou safely and had met Chen Qiushu from Lingnan Petroleum and Lin Nanhu from Shiqi Southern Trading Company.

After writing the letter, fill in the public mailbox in Shek Kip Mei as the address on the envelope, affix a stamp, and put it in the mailbox at the station.

After a while, the three of them arrived at the taxi stand. After waiting for a while, the taxi station arranged a taxi. Su Lizhen decided to go taste some delicious food first to relieve her nervous mood, so she asked the driver to drive to Shisanhang Road.

Along the way, she admired the scenery through the car window and found that Guangzhou and Hong Kong were very similar, with similar architectural styles, but the Guangzhou side was more imposing, the roads were wider, there were more pedestrians on the road, but fewer cars. Occasionally, you could see bicycle rickshaws, as well as bicycles carrying passengers and cargo, riding very fast, as if they were rushing to resist the United States or aid Korea.

The clothes worn by pedestrians are basically the same as those in Hong Kong, but the good ones are not as good as those in Hong Kong, and the bad ones are better than those in Hong Kong. The clothes are of ordinary quality, but there are no tears or patches. They are washed cleanly, not as sloppy as the refugees in Hong Kong.

Guangzhou is a window city to the outside world. Overseas Chinese returning home and leaders visiting abroad have to transit here. Poverty may not be allowed in this city and must be eliminated in a planned way.

The taxi drove on the road for a while, and after paying a fare of NT$150,000, Su Lizhen and the other two got out of the car and stood in front of the entrance of Likoufu.

Su Lizhen originally wanted to go to Panxi, Nanyuan or Beiyuan, but her experience at the train station made her change her mind. Instead of going to those places with a strong official atmosphere, she decided to come to Likoufu, which had a strong business atmosphere.

After entering the store, the three of them were greeted by a waiter. They followed the waiter to the pool, picked out a grouper from the saltwater pool to make steamed seafood, picked out a mottled snakehead from the freshwater pool to make oil-soaked fish, and picked out some shrimps to make Daliang fried shrimp cakes.

After selecting the ones swimming in the water, I followed the waiter to the iron cage and picked out a chicken with a meat yield of about 17 taels from an iron cage to make Fengcheng Honey Soft Chicken.

The chicken was ready, and the waiter pointed to a listless civet cat in a cage and said that snake stewed civet cat was Deputy Mayor Zhu's favorite.

Su Lizhen didn't like eating snakes, so she stewed civets with water fish instead, adding more hem to the dish, and she loved it.

Seeing that the civet cat was successfully sold, the clerk pointed to the pangolin and said that the yellow-lipped pangolin was one of the eight delicacies on land and sea.

Su Lizhen frowned, no longer in the mood to pick wild game, and went to sit at an empty seat to get the menu and order vegetables. After placing the order, she specified that three dishes must be prepared by Dai Jintang, and there was no problem with the meal fee.

Pigtails said there was no problem, and the waiter also thought there was no problem. What kind of place was this? Thirteenth Floor, there was a building every five steps, a pavilion every ten steps, silver shops lined up, and tycoons gathered here. He had been welcoming and seeing off guests here for seven or eight years. His two pigtails and coarse cheongsam could not stop him from seeing the nobility through the vulgarity.

It's obvious that this guy has over 100 million yuan on him, so a few hundred thousand yuan for food is a good deal. (End of this chapter)