Chapter 38 We can only fake our death
The fire started in Luo Village, where Shen Wuyang was currently staying.
After he left the train station, he was picked up by Luo Yaozu, the village chief of Luo Village, and taken to Luo Village.
Here is the illegal factory he invested in and built – a small hardware processing plant that specializes in producing stainless steel faucets and water pipe fittings.
Compared to copper faucets, stainless steel faucets are lead-free, wear-resistant, and hygienic. As a relatively new product, they are more expensive but have become the preferred choice for wealthy families.
"Comrade Shen, this is our profit report for this quarter. Please take a look."
Luo Yaozu eagerly handed over a folder, his eyes crinkling with a broad smile.
Upon arriving in Guangzhou, Shen Wuyang had long since abandoned the name Su Mianzhi and reverted to his original name.
He crossed his legs, flicked his cigar, and quickly flipped through the report. "The profits are pretty good!"
If we want to build a brand and go international, this level of production capacity is far too weak.
"Village Chief Luo, as the head of the village, can't you find a way to expand the village and increase enrollment?"
Hearing his cold tone, Luo Yaozu touched his bald head and chuckled, "Comrade Shen, you know that the country is strictly controlling things now. It's already pretty good that we can make some money secretly."
As for expanding the site, I'll think of a solution.
It's just an increase in enrollment; things are different now, and there are too few migrant workers.
Besides, who would willingly give up a job in a state-owned enterprise?
Shen Wuyang stared at the scarlet cigarette butt for a long time with a gloomy expression.
He came to Luocun to invest in and establish a small family workshop, not because he really wanted to start a business, but because he was attracted by Luocun's geographical location.
It is surrounded by water on three sides and has its own small dock.
The other side of the river was Hong Kong, the place he dreamed of visiting.
He invested capital and technology in this small hardware processing factory, and controlled sales from the ground up.
Luo Yaoguo invested in the site and managed the production.
Despite this, he continued to manage the small factory diligently, hoping to generate more profits.
"Okay! I'll go check the warehouse first. Our products are destined for export, so we must control the quality very well." He stubbed out his cigarette and solemnly instructed.
Luo Yaoguo nodded and bowed as he stood up to deliver it, saying, "Of course, I guarantee strict quality control."
The warehouse was located at the entrance of the village, guarded by two burly men.
When they saw Shen Wuyang, they exchanged a glance and immediately stood even straighter.
"Comrade Shen, you've arrived!"
Shen Wuyang nodded, glanced around discreetly, and asked in a low voice, "Have the goods arrived yet?"
"No! It will arrive around tonight."
As they talked, they walked into the warehouse.
One of them leaned closer and said, "We're being watched. Comrade Shen, whose side are you talking to?"
Shen Wuyang frowned and looked outside the courtyard wall, her voice indifferent, "Calm down! They might be our workshop's competitors."
The finished products from the small processing plant were stored in a warehouse, which covered an area of about a hundred square meters.
"The progress has been pretty good lately! We can definitely ship it now." Shen Wuyang glanced at the finished boxes. "As soon as the goods arrive tonight, we'll load them up and send them away immediately."
But he didn't expect that Nakata would be so unethical, personally going to the dock to pick up the goods and prepare for immediate transfer without informing him.
Upon hearing the news, Shen Wuyang flew into a rage, smashing a plastic stool with a single slap. "You bastard!"
He risked being shot to secretly transport water for them under the guise of selling taps.
But they abandoned their support after they had served their purpose.
It seems this warehouse has been exposed!
"This is bad! We're definitely being watched by the higher-ups." Shen Wuyang instantly calmed down. "The only option now is to fake our deaths."
"A fake death?" The two subordinates' voices rose in terror, their bodies filled with rejection.
One person, clinging to a sliver of hope, thought, "It can't be that bad! There's no evidence from above, they can't do anything to us."
One person chimed in, "Yes! We'll just cooperate with the investigation. At worst, we'll go to a labor camp, but that's better than leaving our homes."
They all have parents and families; if they fake their deaths, they will truly be homeless.
Looking back now, those who were monitoring them must have been tough soldiers.
Now, they have no way to escape.
"If I had known, I wouldn't have been so envious of the reward the little notebook offered. Damn it, it ruined us."
"Comrade Shen, why don't we turn ourselves in? Actually, we just brought some goods for Xiaoben along, and we didn't cause any harm. It's not like we need to be attacked and killed."
Upon hearing this, Shen Wuyang chuckled.
"You guys are really naive. Putting aside bringing things to the little devils, just the smuggling of goods alone is enough to kill us several times over."
Their illegal factories and workshops were involved in tax evasion, smuggling, and profiteering.
That alone is enough to get them to eat peanuts.
Moreover, by associating themselves with the Japanese, they become traitors in the eyes of the world.
"But we..." The two henchmen couldn't continue, they squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, filled with pain and regret.
Shen Wuyang gave them a cold look. "I'm leaving. Do as you please."
He dared not turn himself in. He had finally escaped from a prison in Shanghai, how could he be so foolish as to fall back in?
Shen Wuyang is truly a ruthless person. Hearing the gunshots from afar, he set off a fire without even blinking.
Taking advantage of the chaos caused by the crowd fighting the fire and the cover of night, they secretly made their way to the dock where supplies were being received.
While walking at night, I suddenly remembered Su Meng, who had also come to Guangzhou, and I felt inexplicably irritated.
At this moment, Su Meng was standing on the wooden bridge in the space, happily looking at the mountain of wooden boxes and grinning foolishly.
The phrase "richer than a country" is no longer sufficient to describe her current wealth.
Not to mention the wealth of the Su family, even just the two ships full of treasures in the notebook could arm an army.
The boxes on those two ships contained countless small yellow croakers, silver dollars, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, as well as genuine artifacts that had just been unearthed and bore the marks of time, and all sorts of rare books.
Among them, rare and unique traditional Chinese medicine books account for the majority, along with some rare medicinal materials and finished pills.
It's ridiculous that while China is cracking down on traditional Chinese medicine, the US is rampant in collecting and storing its classic texts and medicinal herbs!
Now, all these treasures belong to her.
She proudly played with the water-repelling bead she had obtained by chance.
Looking contentedly at the mountains and rivers in the space, he thought about how he wished his father and younger brother hadn't gone missing.
Then you can find a secluded paradise, far away from worldly strife.
Who cares about the quarrying committee, or Shen Wuyang, Zhong Cuilin, and Zhong Wanrou? All I care about is my own family being reunited and living a carefree life.
In a daze, the water-repelling bead slipped from his grasp and rolled away.
With a "plop," the water splashed, and then it vanished without a trace.
Su Meng was pounding her chest in frustration, and just as she was about to jump down to look for him, she was surprised to see the thick fog at the end of the stream automatically moving backward like a wall.
In just a moment, the space became much larger.
In particular, the stream, which was originally two meters wide, widens as it extends from the wooden bridge.
Three meters, four meters, five meters...
It was about twenty meters wide until it flowed into the thick fog.
Strangely, standing at the end of the stream, I couldn't hear the sound of water from the other side of the thick fog.
So, her space should be able to expand further.
Just like transforming into a dragon when encountering the wind.
It's just one opportunity away.
She walked back to the edge of the field with her hands behind her back, looking pleased with herself, to inspect the thriving medicinal herbs, wheat, vegetables, and other crops.
Tomatoes, eggplants, green beans, and other seasonal vegetables have already been harvested.
They were all piled up in the kitchen, reaching the ceiling.
What you can't let go of will just rot in the field.
Su Meng stroked her chin, thinking that she should find an opportunity to monetize them.
But what to do with more than twenty boxes of books?
There's no room in the study to hold all of these!
She looked at the cabin with a troubled expression, just as she was thinking about building a study.
To my surprise, the original gray, old-fashioned wooden cabin built against the mountain has been completely transformed.
It was transformed into a two-story building.
The pillars under the corridor were replaced with large red round logs.
The wooden staircase on the side of the house is zigzag-shaped and extends all the way to the second floor.
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