In the inner hall of the Tian family, as soon as he got up in the morning, Tian Fuchun was lying on a cigarette bed and smoking a big cigarette. The sixth concubine who was sleeping with him, who had just been redeemed from the brothel, was burning cigarettes for him while doing all kinds of charming things.

However, Tian Fuchun had no interest in her. To him, who was older, this sixth concubine was just a lookalike.

After taking a puff of the smoke and exhaling the smoke with satisfaction, Tian Fuchun began to think about the smoke again. In the past, the smoke was a business all over the land. Even his Tian family's land also grew smoke, and every acre of the field was harvested.

How much can you earn from rice? If you want to be rich, you still have to grow tobacco. But now, the good news is that people in the State Council have changed, and tobacco has been banned. This ban is not the "ban combined with levy" in the past.

Instead, there is a comprehensive ban, and there is no sign of relaxation at all.

As a result of this ban, the price of cigarettes has skyrocketed, one price per day. When the price is high, naturally some people take risks, either selling their stored cigarettes or smuggling large cigarettes, but in the end they end up losing all their personal wealth. The central government

The Drug Enforcement Administration of the Guangdong Branch of the Police Department is watching eagerly. Once the "amnesty period" is over, the person who sells two kilograms of cigarettes will have all his property confiscated. As for the person... he will be taken out for target practice.

As a person who has been "smoking" for more than 20 years, Tian Fuchun doesn't want to be like those people who sweat uncomfortably when he gets addicted to cigarettes. No, he holds the key to the inventory at home, for fear that

Someone else had stolen it. This cigarette was no better than the others. It became more and more fragrant with time. The dozens of loads of cigarettes in the library were enough for him to smoke until he was 290 years old.

"Hey, let's go back and invite the old guy from the Chen family to come over and have a bite!"

Feeling proud in his heart, Tian Fuchun admired his own foresight. From the day he met Li Zhiyuan in Guangzhou City, he knew that people were different from those in the past. Some officials did not love money.

Yes, but if he has too much money, why would he care about wealth? I am afraid that by then, he will love his reputation rather than cherish it. It is precisely because of this that he found out that the State Council is going to ban smoking. I am afraid it will not be like in the past.

, It’s just lip service, or some way to make money, otherwise, no detailed rules will be issued, and the Ministry of Finance will compensate local cigarette tax losses. Now that cigarettes are banned, the good cigarette market will be tightened. Those in his home

Storing cigarettes is expensive. Naturally, when you treat guests to dinner, inviting them to smoke a few puffs is not much better than finding a top prostitute in the past. This is something that cannot be exchanged for money.

"I don't know, what's going on in the factory these two days?"

Thinking about the recent trend, Tian Fuchun couldn't help but think that it was time for Ah Er to come back.

"Uncle, those people have returned the goods! Just now, the IRS entered the factory and seized our inventory!"

The words outside the door made Tian Fuchun, who was lying on the cigarette couch and thinking about the factory, suddenly open his eyes. In his eyes, all the previous relaxation and complacency were gone, and all turned into fierce and fierce ones.

His eyes were even flashing red, and his face had turned livid; he jumped up, grabbed the opium pipe and roared forward, hitting Zhun Ah Er on the head, cursing like crazy.

road:

"You bitch slave! What do you do for food! You let them enter the factory?"

Shoot! - There was a sound. The ivory opium pipe broke into two pieces, but it did not hit Ah Er's head. Ah Er waved his arm and dodged away.

"No, not only the IRS, but also the police from the police headquarters, he, they have guns..."

It is normal for the tax officers of the Internal Revenue Service to be equipped with firearms. As for those tax officers with small pistols, Ah Er is not very good. But the problem is that they are those people from the Police Headquarters. The policemen in the Police Headquarters are not like

There are even many "Beijing policemen" who have no local connections who were killed in a sea of ​​​​knives and fire during the suppression of bandits. They are polite to the policemen of the Guangdong branch of the Central Police General Administration, not to mention Ah Er, and even the Guangdong generals.

point.

"Don't you have a gun?"

Once again, Tian Fuchun broke out again.

"Uncle, if we fight against them, then that would be rebellion!"

"Rebellion, rebellion, damn rebellion, why do those little scoundrels like me want to check my goods!"

Tian Fuchun shouted angrily while holding on to the table.

Overnight, the news all changed. At first, the Prime Minister established some kind of "Fewer Affairs Office" in the State Council, and the person in charge was the Prime Minister's special assistant. Then the State Council submitted to Congress in a short period of time, requesting the passage of several articles.

Laws, such as the "Consumer Product Safety Law", "Trademark Law", "Anti-Counterfeiting Law" and other laws, according to the provisions of these laws, the production, wholesale, and sale of counterfeit and shoddy goods are guilty, and producers and operators will be fined 10

A fine of not more than 10,000 yuan and not more than 1 million yuan, and a prison sentence of not more than five years. If there is a criminal record of counterfeiting, the fine can be up to 500 yuan.

Isn't this life-threatening?

Shaking his head, Tian Fuchun sighed, then lay down on the cigarette couch and closed his eyes.

Although he is a well-known "industrial businessman", now he has no recruitment. In the past, although the National Chamber of Commerce had formulated "industry standard regulations", Tian Fuchun, like others, did not join the chamber of commerce, thereby avoiding

State Chamber of Commerce Bound, But Now What?

Everything has changed.

In the past, local chambers of commerce always favored the local area, but now, faced with the manufacturing and selling of inferior goods in Guangdong and other places, those large companies simply stopped supplying to one place. The machinery company said that "the equipment may be used for

On the grounds of "counterfeiting", the contract was temporarily suspended, and the fabric company stopped supplying goods. In short, everything was temporary. Although the local chamber of commerce had complained and even filed a lawsuit with various courts, the litigation period was terrifyingly long. According to

According to the lawyers, the lawsuit will never be completed without a year or two of hard work. The big companies headed by Lian Shang, He, and Su Shang can afford it, but Guangdong merchants cannot afford it, especially those big companies.

, big factories can’t even afford it.

Even the goods from the general's big factories can't get out of the customs now. The customs has suspended inspections on the grounds of quality. It only lasted a few days. In recent months, there have been constant secret fights with Zhang Mingqi, the inspector appointed by the central government.

Zhenwu General Long Jiguang was also forced to give in and agreed to "crack down on counterfeiting." As for Zhang Mingqi, he would naturally not object. You know, in Guangdong, he had to rely on the power of the Guangdong Branch of the Central Police Station and the Internal Affairs Force.

Although the two "central armed forces" belong to the State Council, they can still be regarded as his "team" as a "Chinese guest official". How could he offend the State Council over "some trivial matters".

"These people deserve to be stabbed a thousand times!"

Tian Fuchun picked up another cigarette and smoked sizzlingly. While feeling sad about the old ivory gun that had been broken in half, he also remembered that the clothing factory had been closed down.

Thinking that he himself was unable to prevent this, he now regretted his "gaffe" just now; now his cunning calculation has gone in this direction: find a way to get the money back, and as for fines, even if they are fines, they have to

**No. He has asked his lawyer, but they can't impose a fine.

But the government has soldiers on hand, so they have to think of something!

At this moment, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind. What he was thinking of at this time was a colleague from the Wuyi area.

Guangdong is no better than the inland. Compared with the inland, Guangdong has an abundance of guns. According to government regulations, civil armed groups and individuals can legally possess firearms from "

Various barrel guns, various flood, drought and wind machine guns, various light machine guns, various machine guns," to various rifles, pistols, and soil guns.

The total number of firearms owned by the military and police in Guangdong Province is only around 100,000 at most, which is less than a fraction of the number of civilian weapons. Even in some special cases, the quality of civilian weapons exceeds that of the military and police. It is for this reason that the internal affairs troops carry out suppression operations.

In the process of banditry, on the one hand, they used the force of rural militia groups in various places to "suppress bandits". At the same time, they also eliminated some militia groups whose crimes were no different from banditry.

Finally, after the bandits were wiped out in Guangdong, the Ministry of Internal Affairs used methods such as gun registration and card posting to control rural militias. However, this could not change the current situation of Guangdong's millions of civilian guns, especially in some relatively remote places.

The people are better than the officials. Compared with the Wuyi area in Guangzhou, which is the hometown of overseas Chinese, there are many watchtowers. They can reach thousands. Each watchtower has multiple gun holes. This is to prevent bandits. Naturally, each watchtower

There are also many guns inside.

And his colleague is a local "industrial leader". He even entered this industry thanks to his help. Without his help, how could he sell the goods in the factory to Nanyang?

But his Fuchun brand is fake, how can Wuyi's "Anle brand" be genuine?

——Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Tian Fuchun’s dark and thin face.

He has already thought of a good way to solve this matter, and has also figured out how to get rid of those arrogant "Central Special Agents". The method is very simple - provoke a popular uprising!

"Okay! That's it. Let them all try my hand! Ha, ha!"

Tian Fuchun thought of a happy place and put off his cigarette. He couldn't help shouting out and laughing again and again. The hoarse laughter echoed in the flower hall and shot into his ears monotonously.

Thinking about his own method, Tian Fuchun secretly smiled and admired his emergency skills. Then he lay down on the cigarette couch and burned a big cigarette with great energy. But the cigarette had just been put into the pipe and he hadn't smoked it yet.

Halfway through, the noise inside broke out again, but this time there was still a man’s

Tian Fuchun's precious son came out to scold. Tian Fuchun didn't seem to hear it at all. He held the pipe solemnly and smoked with all his strength. However, at this time, there was another heavy footsteps that woke Tian Fuchun from his deep thoughts.

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The person who entered the room was his son Jia Yang, a nineteen-year-old young man who looked a little ugly. He stood in front of the old man. He took a photo of some book in his hand and threw it into a chair. Tian Jia Yang

He sat on the square stool next to the cigarette couch, facing his father.

"Dad! I need it urgently. Give me a few dozen dollars immediately!"

"What! Here you come to ask for money again! Hey, you don't know that money is not easy to come by! What is the use of it? Let's make it clear first!"

Tian Fuchun said in surprise, and immediately turned over and sat up. But his son did not answer immediately. He fumbled around his waist for a while, then took out a small piece of black cardboard and brought it to his father's nose.

He shouted arrogantly:

"What's the use! I'm going to give you a big treat! Look, what is this?"

Tian Fuchun had quick eyes and a good mind. As soon as he took a look at the black cardboard, he knew it was the "Certificate of the National Socialist Party of China."

Look again; this is not serious!

"Party Membership Card No. 21, District 13, Guangzhou City, Guangdong Province" has Tian Jiayang's photo affixed on it. Compared to the National Affairs Research Association, although he is a "local party" in Guangdong, he sees it more

The winner was the "National Socialist Party". Although the one with the surname Li made him very uncomfortable, the National Socialist Party now controlled the Congress. Now his son has become a "party member". In the future, he may still be a member of the National Socialist Party.

Mr. Congressman.

Well! The roots of our ancestors are not glorious!

"It's still number 21!"

Looking at the number in the front, the old man said to himself happily, took the pair of prescription glasses from the cigarette tray and put them on, and then carefully examined the seal of the Party Headquarters and Security Bureau printed on the party card.

At the end of the article, he respectfully walked to his son to hand back the certificate, and solemnly asked:

"Collect it, collect it!"

Then, he laughed again, patted his son on the shoulder and said:

"That's it! As I said, there are no dog breeds in Humen! Such a good thing naturally requires a big treat! You can treat the children tonight. Are you afraid that a few dozen yuan is not enough? I'll give you a hundred later. Tomorrow night
To be continued...