I'm really just the village head

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

Liu Chunlai smiled bitterly, unable to explain.

"At the beginning, I thought about your side, working with the old company commander to change the situation of your brigade... I was kicked out by him..." Song Shiyuan sighed, "At that time, I was still immature..."

From Song Shiyuan's mouth, Liu Chunlai can be regarded as understanding the truth.

It is estimated that the father took the responsibility on himself for Song Shiyuan's face, and told Zhao Dongsheng that way.

I used to think that in this lifetime, there was almost no possibility of meeting again.

After all, in the age of underdeveloped traffic, it took thousands of kilometers to travel from Hankou to the mountainous area in the southwest. It took a long time to walk by boat for many days.

Even Ji Maoxin was created by Liu Fuwang in order to protect Song Shiyuan, saying that there is any confidential information...

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

The sky outside has gradually become late.

The cargo of Hong Kong merchants will arrive at the terminal tomorrow afternoon, and then they will be loaded in the evening and depart overnight.

"Uncle Song, is there really no way for the train skin? We can't wait. If it doesn't work, we can only find a car to transport it..." Liu Chunlai brought the topic back.

If the other party has to stick to principles, he can't help it.

But for road transportation, Liu Chunlai is really big.

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

If there is a highway, it only takes ten hours to arrive.

Now, the national roads have not been hardened, and the various fees and even unofficial levels along the way are really too much trouble.

"There are no wagons today. I have to be tomorrow night at the earliest. Maybe I will be with Shancheng..." Song Shiyuan thought for a while, hesitated for a long time, then said, "This time, not as an example."

Just this time?

Can Liu Chunlai agree?

Of course, since so many people say that it is difficult for Song Shiyuan to get a wagon, Liu Chun will not say anything at this moment.

"Uncle Song, at most two wagons are enough for our batch. Since there will be tomorrow, we will find a hotel nearby..."

"It's all here, let's live in my house. How about the amount of alcohol?" Song Shiyuan asked Liu Chunlai.

Drink, no problem.

Liu Chunlai smiled bitterly and couldn't answer, "Uncle Song, let's find a restaurant. We are more crowded, by the way, Zhao Dongsheng is here too..."

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

When I thought about it, I understood.

Zhao Dongsheng is here, and it's probably another matter.

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

Although he is principled, now the train skins are all given.

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

Even if you don’t drink, it’s okay.

Liu Chunlai is also welcome.

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

When I came out, I saw Zhao Dongsheng and Zhao Yujun waiting outside, including Huang Jinfa with a smile on his face and talking with Zhao Yujun. Zhao Dongsheng was just smoking a cigarette and didn't know what he was thinking.

Liu Jiuwa and the others seemed to have nothing to do with them.

What Liu Chunlai didn't expect was that Zhao Dongsheng and Song Shiyuan didn't have the kind of relationship he had imagined, they just greeted them at random.

Huang Jinfa watched Liu Chunlai and Zhao Dongsheng come out, her eyes lit up, staring at Liu Chunlai just smiling.

But it didn't come up.

There is a guest house next to the railway station, which belongs to the railway bureau.

Zhao Dongsheng directly arranged a room for a few of them, and ordered a table of food at the guest house.

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

This is in line with the history of Huguang and Sichuan.

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

Most people in Bashu today are descendants of people who migrated from the Hubei and Guangdong provinces hundreds of years ago.

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

This is something Liu Chunlai did not expect.

"This thing is a little weird." After the meal, Zhao Yujun looked at his father who went straight back to the room with emotion.

Liu Chunlai also felt a little weird.

They don’t take the initiative to talk about the relationship between the older generation, and no one really wants to say anything.

"Why did that golden hair ask you for?" Liu Chunlai changed the subject, "We have to wait one day before we can have a wagon tomorrow night."

"He is for the wagons. This goods is a second-tier dealer, what kind of business to make money, what do you do, and now he has a batch of electric fans in his hand, and want to transport them to Huadu, saying that the market is very good, but there is no train leather. "Zhao Yujun didn't take it seriously either.

Liu Chunlai was also curious, "Electric fan? This product has a good eye. Huadu is really hot, and many factories are filled with large groups of people living in a dormitory."

Liu Chunlai found out that their eyes are really good for the bad guys of these years.

"How many do we have? He wants us to help bring a batch."

Liu Chunlai looked at Zhao Yujun, "You told them we have wagons?"

Zhao Yujun shook his head hurriedly.

"In the future, don't tell everyone! Otherwise, you won't know how you died then! If he finds you again, tell him no!" Liu Chunlai was full of vigilance for such a self-acquaintance.

Although Song Shiyuan said that there will be wagons tomorrow night, he will go with the goods from the mountain city.

It is most likely that they are going to use this name to tune the wagon for them.

Although this is a violation of the principle, they are all products of Chunyu Garment Factory, which is no problem.

Everyone knows this kind of thing well.

"I just wondered..."

"Nothing to ponder. Are you familiar with him? Do you know him?" Liu Chunlai said angrily."In recent years, many people have been deceived into bankruptcy."

Zhao Yujun didn't say a word immediately.

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

"From now on, you and Uncle Song will move more. Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, you will send those things to his house in my name." Liu Chunlai didn't explain much to Zhao Yujun either.

This guy is too inexperienced.

When the time comes, people may even help count the money if they are cheated.

The next morning, the gold was sent again.

"Boss Huang, Shancheng Light Industry Bureau has contacted here before, and the car tonight was confirmed half a month ago. Half of them are for export..." Liu Chunlai directly pushed the matter to Shancheng Light Industry Bureau, "I confirmed this with Vice Minister Song yesterday."

Huang Jinfa looked at Liu Chunlai, her smile on her face didn't diminish in the slightest, "Boss Liu, I just want to make friends with you. There are many ways to make friends."

Then he handed the business card to Liu Chunlai.

Liu Chun came to see that the words "General Manager of Huadu Jinfa Trading Co., Ltd." were printed on it.