pappabearbooks Chapter 443: The traitor?Special organization!
Chapter 443: The traitor?Special organization!
"What do you think of two thousand?" Liu Jingfeng made the price generously.
The boss stayed for a while, and then showed an excited expression. It seemed that a big customer had arrived!
"Let me see your goods first."
"Then you can't leak it to the outside world."
"Don't worry, I understand the rules of the industry."
Liu Jingfeng invited him to the side of the truck, got into the compartment of the truck, and watched for a while. When he came out, the boss's mouth was so wide that he could fit a whole egg in.
"Where did you find so many treasures?"
"Didn't you say you shouldn't ask more questions?" Liu Jingfeng replied seriously.
The boss immediately realized his gaffe and smiled awkwardly: "Okay, I will arrange the freight for you. It's going to the capital, right?"
"Yes, if one piece is missing, I will cause trouble for you." Liu Jingfeng knew the value of the cultural relics in the truck, and it was inevitable that someone would covet them.
"You can rest assured. When I work for the big boss, I never do a one-and-done deal." The boss agreed, "We can sign a contract first."
After Liu Jingfeng signed the contract with his boss, he saw Lin Ran who was curious and explained with a smile: "In every place, there are such businessmen who specialize in transporting cultural relics across cities. We call them grooms."
In ancient times, people could not leave their registered address.
If you want to travel to other places, you need local approval.
Therefore, a kind of people who specialize in transportation have emerged. They will transfer things from one city to another.
All it takes is a special receiving place there, somewhat similar to the escort bureaus of the past.
After a long period of differentiation, people who specialized in transporting cultural relics emerged.
They have a secret transportation method, and they seem to belong to a special organization and are trustworthy!
Lin Ran was a little confused. If Liu Jingfeng hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have known that such an organization existed.
But then, they have a complete cultural relics protection law, but a large number of cultural relics are still stolen to other places and abroad, causing a lot of losses.
It definitely has something to do with these people!
Lin Ran asked: "Are there such people abroad?"
"There should be, I haven't been there yet." Liu Jingfeng replied sincerely.
"Then how should I find them?" Lin Ran asked with some anxiety. He didn't know if this kind of question was the core secret of Liu Jingfeng and his team?
Just as he thought, Liu Jingfeng hesitated for a while.
But soon, he took out a seal from his waist with a flame mark engraved on it.
"Brother Lin, this token is for you." Liu Jingfeng handed the seal to Lin Ran.
"What is this?" Lin Ran was greatly surprised. Why did it feel like the Holy Fire Order in a martial arts novel?
"This is the token of our Southern Tufuzi, which is equivalent to the unspoken rules of the industry." Liu Jingfeng said with a smile, "In the future, you will look for Han people's shops in the market. Their shops have various styles, but what follows is Has the same markings.”
That's it!
This is Lin Ran's knowledge blind spot.
He put the token away and expressed his gratitude to Liu Jingfeng. Having this thing will make it easier to transport cultural relics and even handicrafts in the future.
After leaving the market, they found a hotel to stay.
Even if he doesn't have a pass, Liu Jingfeng still has a way to check into the hotel. This is the strength of the rich.
There are very few telephones in Tibetan areas and the signal is extremely unstable.
Liu Jingfeng spent a long time on the phone at the front desk, his throat almost hoarse from shouting, but he finally found the person to contact him.
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At noon the next day, they got up early and waited at the door of the hotel.
Yesterday's market owner came to the hotel as promised. A group of people crowded into the truck, and then wrapped the items in black cloth from the inside and loaded them one by one into the truck.
They were counting.
"The total is 230 pieces, and the location is Yanziwu Hutong No. 15, right." The boss confirmed the transportation destination with Liu Jingfeng again.
After confirming that it was correct, the two parties signed the contract.
The contract states that if the goods are not delivered on time or there are any defects, compensation will be ten times the price.
What kind of organization has such courage?
Lin Ran was even more curious about the transportation organization behind it. Could it be that they were the prototype of future logistics groups.
Current logistics is not convenient. The market economy has just begun and does not allow cities to communicate with each other.
Therefore, a profession called Daoye was born.
They buy items at low prices in a city and then transport them to other places through smuggling channels to earn the price difference.
Although being a scammer is very profitable, if you are caught, you will be accused of speculation and there is a risk of being shot at any time.
Lin Ran looked at this group of workers. Except for their darker skin, they looked very similar to Han Chinese.
The boss is obviously very knowledgeable. Rather than looking for locals who are full of faith, it is better to find some people working from other places.
When moving the goods, the boss shouted to them in dialect: "Be gentle when moving, you can't afford to pay for the damage."
Although this town is located at the junction of Qinghai and Tibetan areas, there are still relatively few people.
Residents in the town saw the lively scene and stopped to watch.
While they were moving the goods, a Mercedes-Benz suddenly stopped in front of the hotel.
From the driver's seat of the car, a middle-aged monk wearing monk's robes and glasses stepped out.
He was tired from work. After closing the car door, he came to the boss. After asking a few words, he recognized Liu Jingfeng and Lin Ran.
He came up to us with a smile, stretched out his hand and said, "Two of you, have you just come back from Xuewei Village?"
Hearing the words "Xuewei Village" and his attire, the two of them couldn't help but become wary.
Liu Jingfeng smiled dryly and asked, "Master, what advice do you have?"
Seeing that they had no intention of shaking hands, the monk didn't mind, but took the initiative to hold their hands.
"Hello, I am the owner of a clothing trading company in Tibetan areas. Just call me Dolma." He introduced his identity with a smile.
"Can a monk also do business?" His self-introduction surprised Lin Ran.
"Actively joining the world is our purpose, little brother, don't worry too much."
He spoke like a businessman, and the two of them laughed out loud.
After shaking hands with him, Liu Jingfeng asked, "I wonder what your relationship is with the stall owner just now?"
"He is just an employee of mine." Zhuoma replied simply. Then, he invited the two of them to get in the car and said, "I wonder if you two can take me to the Xuewei Village ruins?"
Ruins of Xuewei Village.
It obviously refers to the Holy Tower and the Holy Mountain.
Lin Ran didn't know the purpose of the person in front of him, so he was a little hesitant.
But Liu Jingfeng agreed with confidence, "Master Lao Zhuoma will take us there."
Zhuoma hurriedly opened the car door and warmly invited the two of them to get in the car: "Please!"