NABC Chapter 375: It’s rare to be confused. Did you drink too much horse urine?
Chapter 375: It’s rare to be confused. Did you drink too much horse urine?
"Brother Dong, can you help me find out?"
"What did Saito Akihiro look like when he died?"
I want to understand why Uncle Chen hid it.
So I asked Boss Dong for help.
"Ask about Saito Akihiro..."
As Boss Dong recounted the story, a look of horror suddenly appeared on his face.
Bang!
His body shook violently and he fell off the chair.
"Ouch!"
"I, I remember now!"
"That unclean thing outside the window just now, is it, is it the ghost of Saito Akihiro?"
"You've already seen what he looks like, why are you asking me about this?"
"You want me to see how miserable his death was?"
"I wouldn't dare...ahem, I wouldn't go and see it."
Boss Dong muttered something to himself, but glanced cautiously toward the window.
He looked completely frightened.
It seems that Saito Akihiro's miserable appearance left him with a huge psychological trauma.
"Don't worry, Saito Akihiro's ghost has gone away."
"I suspect Uncle Chen is hiding information from us, so I'm asking for your help."
Boss Dong's attention was immediately diverted: "Uncle Chen is hiding something from us?"
"He's so capable, there's no need for him to hide anything from us."
"Even if there is something being concealed, it is definitely information that is not suitable for us to know."
"Shitou, I'm older than you and have experienced more."
"So let me tell you something from experience."
"Don't be too serious in life, and don't be smart when you should be stupid."
"Isn't there a famous saying that it's rare to be confused?"
"You, just rest and recuperate."
"After I recover in a couple of days, I'll go to the police station to register my household registration, and then go to the bank to open an account and wait for the money to be collected."
"That's right." Boss Dong clapped his hands excitedly.
"I forgot to tell you that there's news from the international collector I contacted earlier."
"I am willing to pay three million pounds for the bronzes."
"His people will come to Hong Kong Island tomorrow to inspect the goods. Once they confirm that they are correct, they will deposit the money into my account."
"Just sit back and wait for your money!"
Three million pounds?
I was completely stunned.
Even without considering the exchange rate, the figure of three million is enough to make me stunned.
At that time, the monthly salary of an average worker in the country was only 30 to 50 yuan.
Three million is equivalent to the annual income of many people.
grunt.
I swallowed hard.
Happiness comes too suddenly.
It suddenly became hard for me to believe.
"Brother Dong, please pinch me hard."
"Look, am I dreaming?"
"Hahaha!" Boss Dong laughed.
"Of course it's not a dream."
"We agreed to split it in half."
"Once you have opened a bank account, I will transfer £1.5 million to your account."
"Then I'll take you out to have some fun and experience the charm of Hong Kong Island."
When talking about the Hong Kong style, Boss Dong winked at me.
Obviously it is talking about the romance between men and women.
If Cui Hao heard this, he would probably jump three feet high in excitement.
Alas, I miss them a little suddenly.
I also want to eat a bowl of oil-splashed noodles...
I have to hurry up and finish the affairs in Hong Kong Island and go back to reunite with my brothers as soon as possible.
Then find Professor Zhang and Zhang Nan to explore the Western Zhou tomb discovered by Professor Zhang in his early years.
After dealing with these, you can go to Blackwater City to deal with the weird things in your Dantian.
"Brother Dong, thank you." I said sincerely.
This thank you comes from the bottom of my heart.
Boss Dong has helped me a lot along the way.
Especially when it comes to money, I have never lost anything.
If it were someone with a more ruthless heart... let alone splitting it in half, even if he could give one-tenth of the price, he would be considered generous.
The country was poor at that time.
Tomb robbers really have no bargaining power.
It's good enough if I can sell things and make money.
Most of the good stuff dug out during that period was sold at a low price.
With economic development.
It was not until the late 1990s that tomb robbers began to gain bargaining power when shipping goods.
However, tomb robbing had already become an industrialized operation during that period.
Often, behind more than a dozen tomb-robbing teams, there is the same financial backer who is remotely controlling them.
The things dug out are also managed by the sponsor.
The operatives who participated in the tomb robbery worked hard and received wages according to the prior promise.
This industrialized mode of operation facilitates quick cutting after an accident.
It is difficult for the relevant departments to find the financial backers behind the scenes.
Second, the financiers can maximize their profits.
There is no need to distribute dividends to members like traditional tomb-robbing teams.
You can put the maximum profit into your own pocket.
Of course, this model pays a lot for both the workers and the laborers.
Around 2010.
If you work hard and do a big job for three to five days, you can get 50,000 to 100,000 yuan in wages.
The wages of a leg worker are several times higher than those of a hard worker.
The cost of sending out a team to do the work is around one million.
If you dig up some hard stuff, the profit can be several times or even dozens of times greater than the cost.
Under this industrialized tomb-robbing model, the financial backers behind the scenes have more energy to manage relationships and channels.
Their overall strength, efficiency, and even bargaining power in shipping are much stronger than those of individual tomb-robbing gangs.
Let’s get back to the present.
My sincere thanks touched Boss Dong deeply.
"It would be awkward to say thank you."
"I'll treat you as my brother."
"As the old saying goes, a united spirit can break any obstacle."
"You rob more tombs, I sell more goods, and we can both make more money."
Boss Dong raised his wrist to check the time.
"It's getting late, you should go to bed early."
"I'll see you again tomorrow."
"Also, don't think too much about Uncle Chen. You can't figure him out."
"Okay, I won't think about it." I watched Boss Dong leave.
I continued to think about Uncle Chen while lying in bed, but fell asleep unknowingly.
The next few days were uneventful.
In a blink of an eye, my body was almost recovered.
After completing the discharge procedures, Boss Dong took me to the Central Police Station to see Inspector Cao.
Come to Inspector Cao's office.
Boss Dong smiled and handed over a thick red envelope: "Inspector Cao."
At that time, the practice of accepting gifts was prevalent in the Hong Kong Police Force.
No matter big or small, you have to give red envelopes.
Inspector Cao glanced at the red envelope but didn't take it.
Instead, he leaned back in his chair and put his feet up on the desk.
He laughed and sarcastically said, "You can even deal with the big circle guys without making a sound."
"Is there anything in Hong Kong Island that you, Mr. Dong, can't do?"
As Inspector Cao spoke, his eyes, filled with resentment and unwillingness, drifted towards me.
It seems that the detective is holding a grudge against me because I didn't serve him as bait.
It is said that taking someone's money is like killing their parents.
In official circles, taking away someone's achievements is like killing their parents.
The credit that Inspector Cao had been longing for was gone.
Naturally, they will hate me to death.
Boss Dong's eyes rolled.
He put away the red envelope and said, "You don't want it."
"Don't say later that I didn't give it to you."
"Tsk!" Inspector Cao showed a look of disdain: "If you have something to fart, then fart. If you don't, get out of here. Don't delay my investigation."
Boss Dong took out the guarantee letter with a smile and put it on the table.
He pressed the guarantee letter with his index and middle fingers and slowly pushed it in front of Inspector Cao.
"Inspector Cao, please help my brother Shitou with his household registration."
"Let me?" Inspector Cao raised his finger and pointed at his nose with anger on his face.
Then he pointed at me and said, "Help him get his household registration?!"
"Have you drunk too much horse urine?!"