Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 660 Let's call some more people.

After two days of searching, Xiaowei had found most of the manufacturers for the main items. Since he needed loose stock, the price was significantly lower. Packaging is always a major cost, regardless of the era.

In reality, the contents of many products we buy are actually less valuable than their packaging.

A bag of dried apricots—the apricots themselves cost only a few cents, but the packaging costs several mao (a unit of currency), so you get several dollars for it.

A box of cosmetics, the cosmetics inside cost only a few cents, but the packaging costs tens of dollars, so you can sell it to them for hundreds.

The best night creams cost three or four thousand yuan per ton. Go home and see how much a bottle is? Less than fifty grams.

Examples are too numerous to mention.

The project was underway, and everything was settled, so Xiaowei had to head back. However, after discussing it with Hao Dawei for a while, they decided it was best to call some more people. It just didn't feel right for the two of them to make the trip in one car.

When Zhang Jun mentioned this to him, he said, "You might as well ask Wang Gang for help. You have the connections already established, so you don't need to use them."

Xiao Wei went to the billiards hall to find Wang Gang and told him what happened. Wang Gang said, "It's nothing, I'll ask around for you."

After asking around, Xiao Wei realized that no one had recently gone to the military region for business. He was a little dumbfounded. Surely he and Hao Dawei, the two of them, wouldn't have to bite the bullet and rush back in the end?

When Li Weibing heard about it, he said, "What's the big deal? Why didn't you tell me sooner? Wang Gang's head is full of money and girls, what kind of ideas could he possibly have? Just wait." He resolved the matter with a single phone call.

The next morning, Xiaowei and Hao Dawei had breakfast with their older brother Zhang Jun and then drove their SUV towards Fengtian.

Two heavily armed soldiers were sitting in the back seat of the car, ostensibly going to the Fengtian Army Hospital to collect a serum sample. After arriving in Fengtian in Xiao Wei's car, they would take the train back to Chagan on their own. This was Li Weibing's arrangement, and it wasn't wrong at all; Xiao Wei's car had a license plate from a major military region. Theoretically, it belonged to a major military region.

With two fully loaded 81 levers in the back, I finally felt reassured, and even stepping on the gas felt like a pleasant experience.

Xiaowei and Hao Dawei were right to be so worried. The guys who were scared away that day were really resentful. They were so embarrassed and humiliated, it was a disgrace to their fellow highway robbers. And when they went back and analyzed the situation, they realized that a man in a police uniform driving a military vehicle was definitely a fake. They felt they had to get revenge.

Not long after the confiscation of guns and ammunition in Northeast China, guns were not uncommon among civilians. A pistol was enough for twenty men to take down.

"Feed? What? Where? Baita Gacha? Keep an eye on him." The leader put down the phone, grinning maliciously, and said, "He's back. Damn, I thought he wouldn't dare leave this way. He's got guts. Let's go, let's teach him a lesson today."

A group of thugs, big and small, scurried out of the house, grabbed iron bars and pickaxes, got on motorcycles, and headed out of the city. There were about ten people crammed onto the four motorcycles.

Xiao Wei, whose car had already passed Baita Gacha, said to Hao Dawei, "Isn't that the police station we called the other day? What's it called again?"

Hao Dawei said, "Hua Shen Yao Gu Ga Cha is still quite far, at least fifteen li away. I have a pretty good memory for directions."

Xiao Wei asked, "Should we stop and go see the director? I feel like they're having a tough time here. The two of them have to manage about twenty villages. It's really not easy."

Hao Dawei laughed and said, "What's the point of going to take a look and have a smoke? You might as well give them two motorcycles instead. It'll be a piece of cake."

Xiao Wei thought for a moment and said, "Okay, let's leave him some money. Ten thousand yuan should be enough for two motorcycles, right?"

Hao Dawei said, "That's enough. Three motorcycles are about right. They're still pretty good motorcycles." Back then, off-brand motorcycles cost around three or four thousand yuan each. Off-brand meant all brands other than the major well-known brands. Brands like Yingang, Lifan, and Zongshen were all off-brand at that time. The more well-known motorcycles at that time were Hongdu, Wuyang, and Chunlan, all priced around twenty thousand yuan.

Ten kilometers is only a ten-minute drive. The car stopped in front of the police station, and Xiao Wei got out and went inside. The station chief wasn't there; he'd gone to the village. Xiao Wei tossed ten thousand yuan to the clerk and said, "I'm giving you two motorcycles. When you get back, tell your station chief you can buy them yourselves. He has my phone number."

The office clerk was stunned, holding the money, and said, "This won't do, what's going on?"

Xiao Wei turned and walked out, saying, "Consider this a personal gift. I'm in a hurry to get back to Fengtian, so just tell your director. I'm leaving."

After getting in the car and starting the engine to continue driving, Xiao Wei said, "The director isn't here, so I left the money with the office clerk."

Hao Dawei said, "You're such a good person, kind-hearted. Just a bit of a spendthrift."

The two soldiers in the back seat laughed. Xiao Wei said, "You're just teasing me. When you get your paycheck, I'll show you what a capitalist is." He took out a cigarette, lit it, rolled down the window, tossed the pack to the soldiers in the back, and asked, "Are you two hungry?"

The older one took the cigarette, lit it, and handed the pack to the other, saying, "It's alright, we're not far from Zhelimum."

Xiao Wei said, "I was stuck in traffic before I arrived, and I was terrified."

The young soldier laughed and said, "We'll still get blocked on the way back. Just you wait and see, we can't afford to lose any more men."

Hao Dawei turned his head and asked, "How did you know?"

The young man pointed behind him and said, "That motorcycle has been following us for ages, ever since Baitaga. There are probably more people ahead of us, they're just waiting for you to come back."

Xiao Wei glanced at the motorcycle in the rearview mirror and said, "I hadn't noticed it yet."

The young soldier said, "I didn't notice at first. He parked his car when you parked into the police station, and then he followed us as soon as we left."

The older soldier said, "It's alright, just be careful not to let them throw things into the car."

After walking for another fifteen minutes, we reached the place where we had been stuck. Finally, we saw a group of people standing on the road, with motorcycles blocking the middle of it. There were now two motorcycles and five people behind them, following about a hundred meters away, seemingly afraid that Xiaowei might suddenly turn around and run away.

Xiao Wei said, "What do you think would happen if I sped up and rammed into them? Wouldn't they be afraid?"

The older soldier said, "Then you're finished. It's a serious traffic accident, you'll be imprisoned. What evidence do you have to prove they blocked you?"

Xiao Wei said, "So there's nowhere to reason with them? They can block the road and nothing happens, but I get into trouble if I resist."

The older soldier said, "Heh, you get used to it. That's how these people play their games—exploiting loopholes, believing the law doesn't discriminate based on numbers, and acting without any evidence."

(End of this chapter)