Apocalyptic Resource Tycoon

"Master Liu? What Master Liu? Vice commander! I, I don't know! I..." Li Gui was dumbfounded. He struggled hard, but several soldiers had already pulled him aside with fists. Add...

These are the guards brought by Ren Cheng, who are loyal to Ren Cheng. Until the deputy commander says he wants to kill him, they will definitely do it one by one.

"Master Liu, you..."

Ren Cheng laughed with him. A note appeared in Liu Feifan’s right hand. Ren Cheng quickly took it with both hands. He glanced at it seriously, and his smile became even stronger, "Master Liu, it’s really you, and I blame me for this , It is my negligence, I should personally greet you here..."

He carefully collected the note, Liu Feifan let out a sigh, "Then my car..."

"I'll send someone right away..." Ren Cheng turned around, "50 people! Hurry up and bring Master Liu's car over!"

It was clearly written on Hua Qingcheng's tax exemption card that only cigarettes were exempt from tax. Nada personally asked Ren Cheng to do so.

Therefore, things in the car still need to be checked, but you must be polite.

Liu Feifan did not continue to embarrass them. After the car was drawn over, he threw a pack of cigarettes to the deputy commander and sat back in the cockpit, waiting for them to check...

The crowd and soldiers all around looked stupid, and they didn't know what identity this kid was, so that the deputy commander of the patrol army in Metal Storm City could be so polite to him.

But he still seemed to be indifferent, threw a pack of cigarettes, and went back to sit in the car!

Those with status and status in Metal Storm City can at least make the deputy commander so concerned, there are not many people...

Still so young, even less!

The commanders of the army who had just received the news all got out of the car and looked at Liu Feifan from a distance. They were even more suspicious in their hearts and remembered Liu Feifan’s appearance...

Liu Feifan got back into the warehouse truck, Ren Cheng stood a little awkwardly under the front of the truck. He didn't ask himself to get on the truck, so he didn't want to get on it rashly.

Looking at so many people, he was a little embarrassed, and the anger in his heart was sent to that Li Gui's body, and he waved, "Come on! Use the life crystal to save me the thing with a mouthful of dung! Then send to purgatory!"

In 50 minutes, 50 people were working together. After checking all the cigarettes in a truck, a soldier trot to Ren Cheng and whispered...

After a daze, Ren Chenghu turned his head, "What did you say?? You say it again!!"

"The deputy commander, his...no, it's Mr. Liu's car. There are 1,400 boxes of high-end cigarettes in the car, a total of 350,000 cigarettes, 3.5 million boxes...This, this is the tax bill we just issued. "

3.5 million boxes...all still high-end cigarettes!

Ren Cheng looked at the tax bill in surprise, then raised his head in disbelief, and looked at Liu Feifan in the cockpit...

There are only 2.16 million people in the city. Excluding women and some non-smokers, these 3.5 million boxes are enough for the people in the city, and each person will be given two boxes!

3.5 million boxes!Are you kidding me??

These cigarettes... are all tax-free??

Is Miss Qingcheng crazy?Or Miss Qingcheng to this man...

As the deputy director, Ren Cheng knows that this will definitely not belong to the City Lord's Mansion, and the City Lord's Mansion will not be so troublesome. What kind of tax-free card should be issued!

But this number...Does Miss Qingcheng really know?

After staying for a while, Ren Cheng knew that in this situation, all he could do was to report the truth to Lord Nada. Other things were beyond his control.

Miss Qingcheng knows that there are such a large number, and regardless of her own business, she just needs to follow the process.

Just astonished, his mouth was opened for a long time, Ren Cheng swallowed his saliva, put on a smile, and walked to the front passenger cabin of the warehouse car and knocked on the door.

Liu Feifan opened the door and got out of the car, "Have you all checked?"

"The inspection is over, look at..."

Ren Cheng handed over the tax bill with both hands. It was the first time that Liu Feifei saw this thing. He was taken aback. The tax bill listed all the types and quantities of cigarettes in his car, all in detail.

This can't work!

Thinking about it, Liu Feifan frowned and said, "Why haven't I recorded a lot of smoke in my car?"

"There is still a lot of smoke?" Ren Cheng asked in astonishment: "Are they missing anything?"

Shouldn't it, 50 people, after checking the block for an hour, how could something be missed?

"I'll go up and take a look."

Liu Feifan turned around, strode behind him, got on the front door of the warehouse truck, jumped up and walked up to the second floor, and found a corner. He quickly took his 67 pieces of ninety-five venerables, and 157 boxes in his private possession. Take out part of the 40,000 cigarettes.

He took out 57 boxes and dropped them into an empty corner, and finally placed the 67 golden years.

These cigarettes must also have a tax bill, otherwise they can only be smoked by themselves and cannot be sold.

After getting out of the car, Liu Feifei called the registered soldiers up together, including Ren Cheng...

When they arrived on the second floor together, Liu Feifan pointed to the cigarette boxes he had just put up, and said loudly, "Why didn't you remember these cigarettes?"

The soldiers were taken aback, and the corner just now was obviously empty!

Ren Cheng frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Deputy Commander!" The soldiers pointed to the corner, "There, there was nothing there just now! So many of us haven't seen it..."

"Fart!" Ren Cheng furiously said: "Master Liu just had a car with nothing in his hands! No one else has come up! There is nothing there. Could it be that Master Liu made it out of thin air?"

Inside the warehouse car, all the incandescent lights were shining brightly. Soldiers, just 50 people, did not find cigarettes there, but now a small pile of them...

Is it really our collective dazzling?

Not dare to talk back to the deputy commander, a dozen soldiers hurriedly stepped forward to do statistics again...

Golden years: 67

Cordyceps: 4250 pieces.

Liqun (Fuchun Mountain Residence), 250 pieces, Dazhongjiu, 750 pieces, paper cigars, 250 pieces, Yunyan (soft box impression) 750 pieces...

Red River-Road, 1000 pieces, Su Yan platinum crystal, 3550 pieces, True Dragon Prosperity, 1550 pieces...

The last batch of cigarettes were very high-end cigarettes. In the heyday, there were thousands or tens of thousands of cigarettes. Many of these cigarettes were not seen by the soldiers. They could only write according to the name on the cigarette pack.

Including Ren Cheng...

But he has never seen any other cigarettes, but he has seen the golden years of the Yellow Crane Tower!At the beginning, Miss Allure personally ordered that there are foreign refugees. If anyone brings such cigarettes into the city, she must notify Miss Huazhi...

One million gold one, one only has 5 boxes, yes, this is the cigarette!Not to mention anything else, it's just that these 67 golden years are worth 67 million gold!

Respectfully let go of Liu Feifan's warehouse truck, Ren Cheng took the tax bills deposited and went straight to the Nada mansion without stopping. He must inform Lord Nada of this news as soon as possible!

At the same time, after tossing for an afternoon, a car with nearly 370,000 cigarettes finally legally drove slowly into Metal Storm City...

It's also time to make a fortune blatantly...