I'm really just the village head

"Should it be here? I don't know if it will be late."

Outside the freight station, Wu Erwa waited outside with more than a dozen porters.

They arrived here more than an hour earlier, Feng Songtao accompanied them.

"Boss Wu, it's normal for this train to be late. Sometimes it can be several hours late." Sun Cheng, the leader of the porter team, said to the anxious Wu Erwa.

His words have a strong accent.

There are dozens of people under him, all of whom are fellow villagers, who live in the train station.

In his early thirties, there is a centipede-like scar on his forehead. It is said that he was killed in order to help customers retrieve the goods.

Later, in the Baima market, it was approved by most wholesalers, and they were all looking for him for the transportation business.

As soon as he became a contractor, he not only carried the work on his own, but also his brothers who followed him to ask for work. Every time he had goods, he would also pay a business fee.

"Gah~"

A Jiefang car parked above the freight station.

"Get out of the car quickly and unload the cargo!" a man with a face full of flesh jumped from the co-pilot and shouted to the person in the compartment.

"This is so much robbing!" Wu Erwa whispered as they watched their group rushing inside.

When the man with a full face saw Wu Erwa with murderous eyes, he stopped talking.

Sun Cheng looked at the group of people, and also frowned.

However, nothing unexpected happened.

Their business is mainly in the White Horse Market, and there is no way for others to bring porters at the railway station.

If they are robbed and fight here, the police will directly get them in, and the state will give them food.

Liu Jiuwa came out with the shipping slip and was looking out through the opening of the cargo aisle. She was hit by someone who ran in quickly. He was fine, but the person fell down.

Liu Jiuwa was about to pull, the person had already got up and ran inside.

"Brother Nine, what about this!"

Looking at Liu Jiuwa, Wu Erwa suddenly jumped and waved excitedly.

"From Min Guo?" Sun Cheng looked at Liu Jiuwa's clothes. She was wearing a sleeveless gown, a pair of wide-leg pants, and a black cloth belt around her waist. She wore straw shoes on her feet?

He is so knowledgeable, I have never seen such a person in Huadu.

If the front of the hair is shaved, and the shawl long hair is left, those who don't know think it is the old man from the Qing Dynasty.

When Feng Songtao saw Liu Jiuwa, his eyes lit up instantly.

Scar had previously had a secret contest with Liu Jiuwa, but the result was that Scar's hand was swollen for several days and the chopsticks could not be held.

Liu Jiuwa is Liu Chunlai's bodyguard.

This shows that Liu Chunlai is really here.

It's not in vain that they waited so many days.

With Liu Jiuwa, they are more likely to take revenge.

"Is everyone ready?" Liu Jiuwa asked Wu Erwa.

His face was calm.

Seeing him nodding, I urged them to hurry up, "When I first came out, I had communicated with the staff. The truck was dragged to the platform and unloaded and loaded directly."

After speaking, he turned around and went back.

Wu Erwa greeted, and Sun Cheng and his men took the scooter to the station.

At the entrance, the previous group was stopped by the staff.

A small man is trying his best to defend the staff: "There is a freight bill, there is a letter of introduction, why not let us pick up the goods? You are totally unreasonable!"

The attitude of the staff is good.

"Comrade, you need to go to the dispatching room for confirmation of the freight bill. The dispatching room has opened a slip to do it... Comrades, please don't make us embarrassed, we have to follow the rules."

The little man was a little speechless.

"You are the export goods for transshipment. The train station can help you mobilize the transshipment cars and unloading workers..."

When Feng Songtao passed by, he couldn't help but glance more.

The middle-aged man with a full face squinted at him before, "Look at your mother!"

Feng Songtao heard that the other party's mouth was dirty, ignored him, and walked straight forward.

The man took a step and stopped in front of Feng Songtao.

"What do you want to do?" Feng Songtao looked at him coldly.

He doesn't think this person can recognize himself.

"I think you are a bit familiar," said the man with a face full of flesh. "Shall we go to the side and have a chat?"

Feng Songtao didn't want to be troublesome, and looked at Liu Jiuwa.

Liu Jiuwa, who was handing over to the door, did not know when she appeared next to her, and grabbed the middle-aged man's hand extended to Feng Songtao.

"Ouch~"

The man in the middle screamed suddenly, and the other hand grabbed Liu Jiuwa's hand that grasped her forearm like iron tongs.

"No matter which road it is on, you must pay attention to the water of a well without breaking the river!"

He doesn't care if the other party can understand his dialect.

Several burly men next to him surrounded him instantly.

Seeing that the posture was wrong, the staff nearby said with a straight face: "If you want to make trouble, go to the Public Security Bureau to make trouble!"

The full-faced man turned pale with pain, and sweat was dripping from his forehead.

Looking at Liu Jiuwa with a distorted face.

Liu Jiuwa ignored the people around, let go and walked to the station.

"What are you doing? We are here to unload the goods!" Seeing that his subordinates were about to block Liu Jiuwa's way, he scolded his face.

The forearm pinched by Liu Jiuwa has four finger prints swollen.

Lianjiazi!

"Keep this person in mind, and get the goods first if you have a chance."

"Why are you so hard-headed? Our boss is a businessman from Xiangjiang. This batch of goods is to be exported to Xiangjiang to help the country earn foreign exchange! The comrades from the Shancheng Light Industry Bureau sent here, all the hard work, we just arranged to the hotel Stay! Or else they say our boss doesn’t understand etiquette... These goods have to be repackaged for export..."

The small middle-aged person did not expect that the attendant in the dispatch room would also ask to see the person from the Shancheng Light Industry Bureau.

Said that I did not see any import and export licenses.

He knows a fart!

"If there is no import and export license, it cannot be exported! Even if we release it here, the customs will not release it anywhere..."

The staff looked helpless.

They also don't want to trouble.

Especially when it comes to earning foreign exchange through exports.

The country is short of foreign exchange, and all units are giving the green light to the business of earning foreign exchange through exports.

"That's a matter of the customs! There is a freight bill and a letter of introduction, all of which can be checked!" The little man's momentum rose.

The attendant checked the freight bill and the letter of introduction again, and the official seal of the Shancheng Light Industry Bureau was very clear and not fraudulent.

In desperation, I could only open a note.

The less trouble, the better.

Liu Chunlai was not idle while waiting.

Begin to move the clothing area from the stuffy tank to the platform.

Once the pallet comes, it can be loaded directly.

Song Siyuan told him at the beginning that when he arrived here, he unloaded the cargo as soon as possible, and the carriage was very nervous.Soon, these stuffy tank cars will be loaded with materials shipped from Huadu to the north, and they will return that night.

But Liu Chunlai moved one package and gave up.

"Here, here, quickly help unload the cargo..."

Liu Chun, who wiped the sweat from his forehead, saw Wu Erwa with a group of people pulling the cart and beckoned.

The railway station originally had dedicated loading and unloading workers who were paid monthly.

If work efficiency is high, Liu Chunlai will naturally not let them unload.

Huadu dawned an hour earlier than Shancheng.

It was just after four o'clock in the morning, and the sky was bright.

The porter at the station is still sleeping.