Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 739, Section 330: May the Heavenly Empress Bless Us (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)

(Thanks to the experts for reminding me, I just realized I had one chapter banned.)
(It'll be done tonight, thanks to the experts for reminding me!)
(Tonight, Ah Xian will continue his attempt to write 8,000 words!)
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"This is the one!"

The silly goose led the white crane around in a big circle, bumping into more than a dozen cars before finally finding the small truck that Professor J had prepared in advance.

This is an inconspicuous truck covered with old advertising posters.

The silly goose shakily pulled the car keys off the van door and tossed them to the white crane.

This silly goose was clearly not right in the head. Baihe didn't believe him and instead closed the truck door and reopened it himself.

The key went smoothly into the ignition, and the white crane turned left and right once to make sure it worked before climbing into the car.

Insert the key into the ignition and twist it hard; the truck's dashboard lights up.

Even so, Bai He did not let his guard down. He pressed the clutch, released the handbrake, and gently pressed the accelerator.

The van's engine emitted a dull roar.

Engine is working properly!
Baihe released the accelerator, pulled out the car key, and jumped out of the driver's seat.

Just as he was inspecting the truck engine, the rear cargo door had already been opened.

"Boss, you need to drive the car to that platform over there."

The silly goose spoke haltingly, pointed to the platform beside him, and asked the white crane to drive the car onto the platform.

Baihe nodded, and without saying anything more, got into the car and drove it to the platform.

The lousy henchmen pushing carts loaded all the hundreds of boxes of mooncakes onto the vehicle.

Bai He leaned against the side of the carriage, watching the scoundrels load the car. Only after the rear door was closed and locked did he throw his cigarette butt on the ground.

The silly goose took a lead seal out of his pocket and locked the back door of the truck.

"Bon Voyage!"

"The big boss has already bought the car, so you don't need to drive it back. Once everything is settled, just find a junkyard and dump it there."

The silly goose nodded to the white crane and said auspicious words.

All day long, the white crane heard countless "Have a safe journey!" in its ears; its ears were practically calloused from hearing it so much.

He nodded without saying a word, got into his car, and drove away from the Shenwei Building.

The big, clumsy donkey sitting next to the underground parking lot exit had already witnessed the entire setup, and his camera clearly captured every scene.

As soon as Baihe's car drove by, Big Donkey and Alarm Clock in the passenger seat both reclined their seats so that Baihe, who was driving, couldn't see that someone was watching them from inside the car.

"Donkey, you're a bastard!"

Only after Baihe drove the van away from the underground parking lot and disappeared did Alarm Clock dare to breathe a sigh of relief and give the big donkey a thumbs up.

"Stop talking nonsense, have the people outside been arranged?"

Big Donkey knew perfectly well how capable he was; it was all thanks to Jasmine's skills in bed, and he was too ashamed to claim credit for it.

"Everything is arranged. They are all top-notch members of the tracking team, so there will be no problems."

"Change riders every 10 kilometers!"

"But I'm afraid that if this guy goes to some remote, desolate place, it'll be hard to follow him. Once he reveals his hand, there will definitely be problems."

The alarm clock also looked troubled. Once the cards were revealed, Baihe, who wasn't crazy, would definitely sense that something was wrong.

"Follow for as long as you can. Tracking isn't just about following behind; you can also follow in front."

It's absolutely impossible to reveal our hand; we absolutely refuse to reveal it. Big Donkey is preparing to launch a pincer attack from both sides.

"Then let's go."

The alarm clock took the camera from the big donkey and told its boss to hurry up and drive.

Let's start driving!
The big donkey released the handbrake, stepped on the clutch, and floored the accelerator, quickly following behind.

Baihe, who was driving while smoking, was unaware that a car was following him.

The wind and rain outside had subsided considerably. He opened the cash register, switched to the entertainment channel, and prepared to listen to what entertainment gossip was happening in Hong Kong today.

There weren't too many cars on the road. I kept driving forward, following the directions I remembered and the road signs, and arrived at Tsing Yi without any incident.

During the typhoon, there wasn't a soul on the road! The journey was smooth sailing, and the car arrived at the Tin Hau Temple in Tsing Yi.

The pager never went off, so Baihe could only sit in the car, passing the time by smoking and listening to the radio.

On the road a few hundred meters away, two cars were parked, and the officers from the Criminal Intelligence Bureau were also holding binoculars, watching every move in the direction of the Tin Hau Temple.

The two sides remained deadlocked until 11 a.m., when Baihe, sitting in the driver's seat, finally received the first instruction from the pager.

Baihe didn't dare to delay and immediately jumped off the car, arriving at the self-service telephone booth next to the wall of the Tianhou Ancient Temple.

Enter the number, listen to the telegram, and you'll receive only one command: drive the car to the main gate of Oak International Terminal.

Knowing the final destination, Bai He finally breathed a sigh of relief. He put away the pager, faced the direction of the main hall of the Heavenly Empress, put his hands together, and bowed three times.

"May the Goddess of the Heavenly Palace bless me, Bai Feihe, and I swear once again that if this business goes smoothly, I will offer three kinds of sacrificial animals to express my gratitude to the Goddess of the Heavenly Palace for her great kindness and virtue."

Bai He didn't mind the dirty water on the ground; he knelt down and kowtowed three times.

He made a wish to the merciful and compassionate Goddess of Heaven, asking for her blessing and asking her to protect him, this poor man!

After making its wish, the white crane got up from the ground and went into the driver's seat without looking back.

When the old lady was still healthy, she once told herself, "After making a wish and offering incense, don't look back. Once you look back, everything will be null and void."

The van made a sharp turn and left the Tin Hau Temple, heading towards Tsing Yi Pier.

As soon as the white crane moved, the officers from the Criminal Intelligence Bureau followed suit, but they dared not get too close, switching their headlights to low beam and keeping at least five or six hundred meters away.

They arrived at the Oak International Marina, located by the sea, one after the other.

The big donkey immediately understood and quickly grabbed the radio's walkie-talkie to call Bai Fengxian.

"Bai Sir, Bai He has arrived at Oak International Wharf."

At this point, there's no need for further words. After saying this, the big donkey hung up the walkie-talkie.

"Prepare all the documents that need to be signed. Do you think I need to teach you the rest?"

The big donkey turned to look at the alarm clock, waiting for this damn reply.

Of course, the alarm clock knew what the big donkey was talking about. Times have changed. Slicing raw pork is a hassle, and it'll be a lifelong commitment!
But then again, both the bald eagle and the white crane have been monitored and a lot of evidence has been collected.

Unless the Department of Justice has lost its mind, it wouldn't distrust its employees and instead trust a gangster.

"It's done!"

Thinking about its future, the alarm clock nodded decisively.

Hearing the alarm clock clearly state the time, the big donkey picked up his binoculars and looked at the white crane getting off the bus.

Bai He parked the truck by the roadside, jumped out of the driver's seat, looked at the brightly lit main gate of the Oak International Wharf, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it. "Here!"

He heard a call from behind the white crane, but when he came over, there was clearly no one there. He had a cigarette in his mouth, so he quickly turned around and found a dummy standing in the woods, waving at him.

Now that things had come to this, Baihe had no choice but to take a deep drag of his cigarette, exhale it onto the ground, and walk quickly over.

The guy standing in the woods was indeed an old friend, the one Jiu Gu Niang had mentioned, Da Ye Zai. This guy was wearing a rubber raincoat and had a pale face, so it looked like he had been standing in the woods for a long time.

"Brother Baihe, you're too late!"

Although it had stopped raining, the temperature was almost below zero due to the typhoon, and the rubber raincoat provided warmth, so Da Ye didn't take it off.

"If I remember correctly, there is no time limit for this meeting."

"Do you need my cooperation?"

"If you don't need it, I'll take my leave! Let's go eat at a street food stall sometime."

Baihe tossed the car keys to Daye and prepared to leave. In this dangerous place, staying even a second longer could be risky.

"I want to inspect the goods first!"

There was indeed no time limit, but Da Ye had been in the forest for a long time and was almost frozen to death, so he was filled with resentment.

But business was more important, so he had to swallow his bitterness and said he wanted to inspect the goods first.

I am now the foot, not the mule. The reason why the foot can carry so much silver is because the foot is responsible for inspecting the goods.

Bai He had no objections. It was late at night and quiet, so there was no problem inspecting the goods. The two walked to the back of the truck, tore off the lead seal, and opened the back door of the truck.

Da Ye randomly picked a box, used his folding dagger to cut open the wooden box, and took out a box of mooncakes.

Cold and hungry, he didn't care about appearances, tore open a bag, smelled the strange smell of no pork, and ate it in a few bites.

"You're crazy! You dare to eat that pink guy's mooncake? You must have a death wish."

"Preservatives, desiccants!"

Baihe shook his head, muttered a complaint, and told Daye to inspect the goods quickly.

Only after eating the mooncakes did I regain some strength.

He pulled a test tube from his pocket, tore open the packaging of the preservative and desiccant, and shakily poured the red powder inside into the test tube.

The liquid in the test tube quickly took effect; the originally milky white liquid first turned red, and then slowly turned blue.

"No problem! Give me the car, you can leave now."

Da Ye resealed the test tube, put it in his pocket as proof, and told the hapless white crane to get lost.

This is Qingyi, and it's impossible to hail a taxi here, but Baihe has no choice but to endure it when he thinks about the million he's about to receive!

Normally, even if you travel for a whole year, you wouldn't earn a million dollars.

He jumped out of the back of the car, took out a disposable pager, threw it into the nearby woods, and left without looking back.

Seeing that Baihe was a good-for-nothing, Daye quickly put another mooncake in his pocket, locked the back door, got into the driver's seat, and turned on the heater.

After a minute of warm air, he finally recovered, hurriedly took off his rubber raincoat, put on a baseball cap, restarted the truck, and drove towards Oak International Terminal.

The dock gatekeeper was full of complaints when he saw that a truck had arrived so late. After checking the passage documents, he finally raised the electronic barrier.

Da Ye tossed a cigarette to the gatekeeper, then floored the gas pedal and drove into the dock area.

Following the road signs, Daye drove his car to the gate of the freight center.

The freight center is open 24 hours a day. The eight-story building is brightly lit, and people come out and leave by car from time to time.

Da Ye took a deep breath, jumped out of the car, took the completed customs declaration documents, and walked into the gate of the freight center.

He walked into the building, found a window, and handed the documents in his hand to the South Asian woman who looked exhausted but had to maintain a smile.

The South Asian woman took the customs declaration documents, didn't say a word, directly stamped them with three seals, then typed a few keys on the keyboard, and the invoice printer started buzzing.

"Sir, the total is 1,000 yuan for shipping, 350 yuan for loading and unloading, and 500 yuan for waterproof packaging."

"Would you like an immediate check or cash?"

The South Asian girl tore off the receipt, stamped it with the financial seal, and then looked at Daye.

"cash!"

Da Ye took out the red snapper he had prepared beforehand and counted out twenty bills. He was currently a wage earner and couldn't possibly have a gold bull in his hand.

The banknotes were laid out in a row, waiting for the South Asian girl behind the glass window to count them.

"I'll charge you two thousand yuan in total!"

"Please sign here!"

The South Asian girl counted the red snapper, then tied the second copy of the receipt to it and casually tossed it into the money box.

Then he took out a red snapper and a blue crab from the cash register, and handed them to Daye along with the receipts, asking him to sign them.

Da Ye quickly picked up a pen and scribbled his signature on the receipt.

The name was made up randomly. After signing, he took the money and gave the receipt to the South Asian girl behind the counter.

The South Asian girl didn't even look at the signature; she just mechanically stamped it, kept the third copy, returned the first copy of the receipt to Daye, and glanced at the schedule.

"Sir, please take this number plate, drive to Garage E, hand the number plate to the staff on duty, and they will arrange for you to pack it."

"Warehouse E is located 600 meters to the left of the freight center, and there is an indicator sign at the entrance."

Goodbye, and have a wonderful life!

The South Asian girl threw her number plate into the slot, signaling that Daye could get lost.

"Thank you!"

Seeing that he got the number plate so easily, Da Ye quickly thanked him and was secretly delighted, thinking that he had hit the jackpot.

What he didn't know was that shipping has always been this lenient; 99% of containers are never inspected.

The remaining unlucky one percent all had problems because of traitors.

Having obtained the license plate number, he started the truck again and headed to Warehouse E, following the South Asian girl's directions.

The process went smoothly. Three minutes later, Daye found the E warehouse and handed the number plate in his hand to the duty officer.

The duty officer immediately directed Daye to drive the truck to the cement platform, where the loaders unloaded all the boxes of mooncakes.

And in front of Daye, all the goods were packed up and wrapped in a thick layer of plastic wrap to ensure that they would not be damaged by seawater or rain.

Once everything was ready, the duty officer gave Daye a cargo manifest with the container number and the ship number on it.

Da Ye, having received the delivery order, immediately got on the truck. He had been busy all night just for this piece of paper.

(End of this chapter)