"Who told you?" Song Shiyuan asked Liu Chunlai.

Liu Chunlai smiled bitterly, unable to explain.

"I thought of you and changed the situation of your brigade with the old company commander... He kicked it out..." Song Shiyuan sighed, "I was still immature at that time..."

From Song Shiyuan's mouth, Liu Chunlai understood the truth.

It was probably because my father took the responsibility on himself for Song Shiyuan's face and told Zhao Dongsheng that way.

I might have thought that in my life, there was almost no chance of meeting again.

After all, in the era of underdeveloped transportation, it took thousands of kilometers to take a boat for many days, and it took a long time to walk from Hankou to the southwest mountainous area.

Even the letter from Chicken Feather was created by Liu Fuwang to protect Song Shiyuan, saying that there was some confidential information...

After hearing all this, Liu Chunlai didn't know what to say.

The sky outside was getting late.

The goods from Hong Kong merchants will arrive at the dock tomorrow afternoon, and then load them at night and leave overnight.

"Uncle Song, is there really nothing we can do about the train? We can't wait. If it doesn't work, we can only go find a car to transport it..." Liu Chunlai brought back the topic.

If the other party has to stick to the principles, he can't do anything about it.

But Liu Chunlai is really a bit overwhelmed by road transportation.

From here to Huadu, it is more than a thousand kilometers.

There is a highway, and it only takes about ten hours to arrive.

Now, the national highway has not been hardened, and it is really troublesome to have various toll levels and even unofficial levels along the way.

"There is no car today, and you will have to be tomorrow night as soon as possible. Maybe you are with the mountain city..." Song Shiyuan thought for a while, hesitated for a long time before speaking, "This is only once, I won't be the case."

Just this time?

Can Liu Chunlai agree?

Of course, since so many people say that it is difficult for Song Shiyuan to get a car swab, Liu Chunlai will not say anything now.

"Uncle Song, our batch of goods is enough, at most two car bags. Since it will only be available tomorrow, we will find a hotel next to us..."

"We're all here, let's live at my house. How much alcohol can you drink?" Song Shiyuan asked Liu Chunlai.

Drinking, no problem.

Liu Chunlai smiled bitterly and couldn't answer, "Uncle Song, let's find a restaurant. We have a lot of people, by the way, Zhao Dongsheng has also come..."

When Song Shiyuan heard that Zhao Dongsheng had also come, he couldn't help but wonder why he didn't show up.

I immediately thought about it and then I understood.

Zhao Dongsheng is here, probably this matter is another matter.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements for you." Zhao Dongsheng was not polite either.

Although he is principled, he has given all the train bags now.

What's more, in front of him is the son of his old company commander, Zhao Dongsheng and others are old comrades-in-arms. Let's have a drink together, who can say what?

Even if you don't drink, there's no problem.

Liu Chunlai is not polite either.

Seeing that it was almost dark outside, Zhao Dongsheng greeted the office next door and was getting off work.

When I came out, I saw Zhao Dongsheng and Zhao Yujun waiting outside, including Huang Blonde, all smiling and talking with Zhao Yujun on his back. Zhao Dongsheng was just smoking, not knowing what he was thinking.

It was as if nothing had to do with them.

What Liu Chunlai did not expect was that Zhao Dongsheng and Song Shiyuan did not have the relationship he imagined, but just said hello casually.

Huang Feng looked at Liu Chunlai and Zhao Dongsheng and others coming out, his eyes lit up, staring at Liu Chunlai just with a smile.

But I didn't get it.

There is a guesthouse next to the railway station, which is affiliated with the Railway Bureau.

Zhao Dongsheng arranged a room for them directly and ordered a table of meals at the guesthouse.

Liu Chunlai discovered that the food here is similar to that in the hometown.

This is in line with the history of filling the river in Huguang.

The Eight Great Kings entered Sichuan and killed a lot; later the Qing army entered Sichuan and killed most of them.

Most people in Bashu are descendants of people who migrated from Lianghu, Guangdong and Guangxi hundreds of years ago.

Zhao Dongsheng and Song Shiyuan didn't have much wine, and the dinner was over soon.

This is something Liu Chunlai didn't expect.

"This is a bit weird." After dinner, Zhao Yujun looked at his father who had returned to the room and sighed.

Liu Chunlai also felt a little strange.

If they don’t take the initiative to talk about the relationship between the older generation, no one is willing to say anything more.

"What did that blond hair do for you?" Liu Chunlai changed the subject, "We have to wait for a day to have a car towel tomorrow night."

"He just wants to make a car dealer. This guy is a second-hand dealer. He makes money in business and does whatever he wants. Now he has a batch of electric fans in his hand and wants to transport them to Huadu. He said that the market is very good, but there is no train dealer." Zhao Yujun didn't take it seriously.

Liu Chunlai was curious, "Electric fan? This guy has a good vision. Huadu is so hot, and many factories live in a dormitory."

Regarding the fallout these days, Liu Chunlai found that their vision was really good.

"Do we have so many car bags? He wants us to help bring a batch."

Liu Chun looked at Zhao Yujun, "Did you tell them we have a car?"

Zhao Yujun shook his head quickly.

"Don't tell everyone in the future! Otherwise, you won't know how you die at that time! If he finds you again, tell him, no!" Liu Chunlai was full of vigilance for such a familiar person.

Although Song Shiyuan said that there would be car widows tomorrow night, he would have to go with the goods from the mountain city.

It is very likely that I am planning to shuffle them in this name.

Although this is somewhat contrary to the principles, it is all products under Chunyu Clothing Factory, so there is no problem.

Just know this kind of thing.

"I'm just thinking about it..."

"There is nothing to think about. Are you familiar with him? Do you understand him?" Liu Chunlai said angrily. "Now, many people have been deceived into losing their money."

Zhao Yujun immediately stopped talking.

The last time he came here, he didn't stay for long.

"In the future, you can walk around with Uncle Song more. Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, you can send those things to his house in my name." Liu Chunlai did not explain too much to Zhao Yujun.

This guy lacks experience in the world.

At that time, maybe someone will help you count the money if you cheat.

The next morning, the blonde hair came again.

"Boss Huang, the Shancheng Light Industry Bureau has contacted this place before. The car bags for tonight were confirmed half a month ago. Half of them were exported..." Liu Chunlai directly pushed the matter to the Shancheng Light Industry Bureau, "I confirmed this with Vice Minister Song yesterday."

The golden hair looked at Liu Chunlai, and the smile on his face did not decrease at all, "Boss Liu, I just want to make friends with you, and there are multiple friends and multiple ways."

Then he handed the business card to Liu Chunlai.
Chapter completed!