Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Chapter 1125: People will die when comparing with others, and goods will be thrown away when compari

Xia Tianming, as the deputy director of the municipal public security bureau, despite being the highest-ranking official, had never seen so many gold bricks before. His eyes were now filled with a golden light, and he wished he could possess all of them.

Now he realized just how rich those customs officials must be. They give gold bars as gifts; they must not even care about money.

Xia Tianming was grinding his teeth so hard they were practically falling apart. It was true what they say, comparisons are odious. At that moment, he had an idea: to transfer to customs, even if it was just as a deputy position, there would still be so much lucrative work.

Tan Yuming, the deputy director of the supply and marketing cooperative, remained calm. His family was a prominent and well-informed clan in southern Fujian, and also the largest capitalist family. They had plenty of gold BRICS.

After the founding of the new country, his father knew it was bad as soon as he saw that his class of origin was listed as capitalist. Wasn't this just like the land reform where landlords were seized and land was distributed?

His father gritted his teeth and donated half of the family fortune to the state, which resulted in Tan Yuming becoming the deputy director of the provincial supply and marketing cooperative and his class status being changed to that of a capitalist who had contributed to the country.

Tan Yuming's father was still gloating, thinking that he had finally led the family out of this disaster. Little did he know that when the storm came, he did not escape. A capitalist is a capitalist. No matter if you have made any contributions, if you really want to change your class status, you have to donate all your family property without keeping a penny. Otherwise, there is no point in talking.

Seeing that Huang Jin had finally regained some of his senses, Zhang Guangwen asked in a pretentious tone.

"Ah Wang, what does this mean?"

Awang quickly came closer and whispered.

"Sir, this is just a small token of our appreciation. Cai and I have three boats and a little bit of cargo. We would like to ask you to be lenient and let us out."

Zhang Guangwen stroked his chin.

"Hmm? Three ships of cargo, that's not a big deal, I can just lift a finger, but this isn't enough."

Awang laughed. He wasn't worried about Awang's greed. As long as Awang was greedy, he could drag him down with him. Not only could he make money from the steel, but he also wouldn't dare refuse their coastal defense map.

It turns out that Ah Wang and Ah Cai are not only businessmen, but also spies from across the sea. Otherwise, why would they invest so much money to drag these people down with them?

Awang leaned close to Zhang Guangwen's ear and whispered something.

"This is only half; I will deliver the other half to your residence tonight."

Zhang Guangwen nodded in satisfaction, but he also knew that he couldn't keep such a windfall to himself, so he gestured to the people present.

Awang understood what Zhang Guangwen meant. He took the bag from Acai, took out gold bricks, and placed one in front of each person. This gesture was too extravagant for a businessman, and it was perhaps a case of losing more than he gained.

However, if one can win over everyone present as a spy, then this small amount of money is nothing.

Since ancient times, gold and silver have been the best indicators of human nature. When everyone here saw the gold bricks in front of them, they were so happy that their back teeth were showing. Right now, they need alcohol to numb themselves and make themselves even more excited.

Suddenly the door to the private room was pushed open, and two people strode in...

Zhang Guangwen was startled, slammed his hand on the table, and stood up, shouting loudly,

"Who are you? Did you come to the wrong room? Why didn't you knock before entering?"

The two men who entered were both wearing wool coats. One of them, a tall and imposing man, extended his hand to the timid Wang Enming and said arrogantly.

"Secretary Wang, shouldn't you return my work ID and letter of introduction?"

The people who came were Jin Hai and Chen Changwu from the National Audit Office.

Wang Enming was trembling with fear. He secretly glanced at Zhang Guangwen, who was terrified. Zhang Guangwen's face turned pale and then red. Wang Enming had no choice but to take out his work ID and letter of introduction from his pocket and hand them to Jin Hai.

Zhou Zihao stood up, his uniform open, revealing the pistol at his waist, and said drunkenly.

"Who the hell are you? Do you even know who's sitting in this room?"

Jin Hai glanced at the gold bricks on the table, smiled, and said to Zhou Zihao,

"I really don't know who you all are. Why don't you introduce yourself to me?"

Zhou Zihao was not well-educated; otherwise, he wouldn't have only become a captain in the police force after being demobilized and discharged from the military. In addition, he drank a lot of alcohol, so he basically had no judgment.

Wang Enming hurriedly came over and grabbed him, shaking his arm anxiously.

"Captain Zhou, I beg you, please stop talking."

Zhou Zihao shoved Wang Enming aside, staggered to Jin Hai, and pointed at his chest with his finger.

"Judging from your clothes, you must work for some unit in Fujian, right? Brother, listen to me, don't be too arrogant. You should know that the people sitting in this room are people you can't afford to mess with."

Jin Hai's smile remained unchanged as he glanced disdainfully at the people in the room.

"Then tell me, who are these people I can't afford to offend?"

Hu and Xia Tianming both noticed something was wrong. They sat on their chairs, feeling extremely uncomfortable. Tan Yuming, a good-for-nothing, had been drinking and was loudly echoing Zhou Zihao.

Zhou Zihao placed one hand on Jin Hai's shoulder, and the stench of alcohol almost made Jin Hai faint.

Jin Hai pushed him away in disgust, and Zhou Zihao flew into a rage.

"You little bastard, don't push your luck. This is my elder brother, Zhang Guangwen, the head of customs..."

Zhang Guangwen sat in the chair with a livid face, staring at Jin Hai without blinking.

"This is Hu, the department store manager; Tan Yuming, the deputy director of the provincial supply and marketing cooperative; and Xia Tianming, the deputy director of the municipal public security bureau. How about that? Scared to death, aren't you? Listen to my advice, offer a toast to these leaders, then get out of here, and we'll call it a day."

Jin Hai smiled slightly.

"It's that simple?"

Zhou Zihao burst into laughter.

"Simple? You're dreaming! Let me tell you, today you'll all kneel down, kowtow three times, drink this bottle of wine, and then get out of here."

Jin Hai pushed him aside, walked to the table, looked down at the dishes on the table, picked up a bottle of Fu Mao Jiao wine, and weighed it in his hand.

"What fine wine and food! But I'm afraid my toast is too much for everyone here to handle."

Several people stared at Jin Hai with livid faces. Hu Tongxue and Xia Tianming kept wondering to themselves, "These two have extraordinary bearing. Just who are they?"

Jin Hai's next words plunged them into despair.

"Since arriving in southern Fujian, I've never toasted anyone, except for a toast from Comrade Wang Wenlin. Others, like Li Bo and Wang Heping..."

They weren't even qualified to toast me. I never imagined that a few section-level cadres would want to drink my toast today. Shouldn't you all feel honored?