Later, he went to Tianjin Port.
Later, his boat was filled with two cents' worth of junk, which terrified him. You get used to it.
They started by stealing goods from junkyards, mainly selling between Malaysia and Thailand. The volume was small, and it was a small-scale operation.
As more people learned about his business, various organizations and institutions approached him. Their demands were large, and he couldn't meet them all.
Especially that Tiger organization, they've got their eyes on the T series and want a few.
These things are all counted; it's written on the list. It's definitely not acceptable to have fewer than that. If it's just a few guns missing, that's fine; we can try to gloss over it.
Until last month, someone told him they needed some juicy smuggling material, offering a very tempting price and huge profits, and that he was only allowed to transport it. He was told to hide it at a specific location upon arrival, and someone would retrieve it. He was also told which port to unload it at.
It's actually a very simple thing.
He knew about the several incidents that had occurred in Shanghai and the precautions that had been taken. At that time, he thought about fleeing, but unfortunately, he was on a ship. After unloading the cargo at Tianjin Port, he heard the news that the crackdown on the large aircraft industry had begun.
Old Cha also makes a living from information, and many things point to the problem being with the goods he provided.
So they quickly took the boat and headed to Malaysia to hide for a while.
Almost no one in China knows his name is Lao Cha. If they met, they would definitely call him Lao Huang.
Those who know him in Southeast Asia know him as Lao Cha or A Kang.
His downfall stemmed from several transactions he made with people from the North. Therefore, when the North was transporting Earth-brand goods to the mainland, he was arrested and learned who Lao Cha was.
When Wang Dalu learned that something had gone wrong with his subordinates, he was almost scared to death.
The boss was attacked, and it was the goods he was transporting that were attacked. To put it bluntly, he was just a tool. Zhao Shanhai handled the big things, and the boss took the blame. The errands were all done by the boss's people. He was nominally a junk collector, but in reality, he had no money and no manpower. And yet, he still had to take the blame.
It's as bad as it gets, and it's still hard to explain.
The only people I still know are at the parts factory in Malaysia. They're practically part of my own team.
I called him and said I was looking for Lao Cha and wanted to kill him.
As a result of that phone call, Lao Cha found out. These people were all people Lao Cha had cultivated to get more spare parts. Wang Dalu was nominally their leader, but he had actually only met him a few times.
In this day and age, there are still many people who value loyalty and friendship. In addition, the Chinese in Malaysia tend to stick together and form many guilds.
Almost every shady business has a connection to shady troupes.
It started with a desire to stick together, just like the initial intention was for Chinese unions to stand up for each other when they faced exclusion or discrimination.
They have both manpower and money; they can't possibly bully Chinese people.
But later, the nature of the religious association changed. It still protected the Chinese, but as more people joined, it needed to be managed and some business was done, whatever made money.
The parts factory is also the largest entertainment venue in the area.
This industry has also spawned many other sectors. Don't underestimate a disassembled car; once sorted, there are specialized people who will handle the sorting.
Some even piece together seven or eight cars to make one and sell it as a new car; that's the business of selling old tea.
How come you, Wang Dalu, have such a close and loyal relationship with other people?
Wang Dalu's statement that he would bring people to deal with Lao Cha had virtually no deterrent effect; in fact, it tipped him off.
Moreover, the old tea master isn't afraid of him. He's a local bigwig in Malaysia and has his own guild behind him.
So Wang Dalu, emboldened by the authority of Boss Xing and Boss Zhao, brought ten of his underlings to Da Mi, eight of whom were Zhao Shanhai's men.
When they arrived at the parts factory, none of the plaintiff's subordinates told him where Lao Cha was. When asked, they all said they didn't know.
In less than half a day, a man outside said he knew where the old tea was and wanted to know, offering 50,000 Malaysian Ringgit in advance.
That's 50,000 Malaysian Ringgit. The older generation of Chinese would say "ten thousand," but the new generation, influenced by Western culture, uses "ten thousand" instead.
Wang Dalu believed him and obtained an advance of 50,000 Malaysian Ringgit from the factory accountant, writing an IOU for the transaction. He then gave the money to that person.
"Come with me."
Wang Dalu had thought that since he had brought ten men, even if something went wrong, someone could run back to get help. So he followed along without fear.
In the past, they would have been terrified long ago. It's only because they've been doing business with the Russians that they've developed this courage. Can Malaysians compare to Russians who are prone to anger?
He was disdainful in his heart, but when he arrived at the destination, he was subdued by others.
A vice president came out from the gathering and wanted to talk to Wang Dalu about a reconciliation. He asked Wang Dalu to give him face and let Lao Cha off the hook, and to lay out his conditions.
Do what you can, and don't force others to do what you can't. Let's give the local community some face in this matter. If they really don't give us face, that's fine too. Business is never easy in Malaysia anyway.
This deputy leader actually knew what business Wang Dalu and his group were doing in Japan. He had been trying to find the person in charge, but unfortunately, Wang Dalu didn't come often; they mostly communicated by phone.
Let's have a good chat during this meeting. Besides the old tea, we also want to invest in R-Japan's business.
Trading with no initial investment is the most profitable, and the risk is also small.
If Wang Dalu disagrees, then they'll have to do it themselves. They already have the factory and the transportation line; all they need is the Japanese team.
He wanted to take over everything and turn it into the club's business.
With proper care, Wang Dalu got to taste the hearty dish of braised pork with leather belt, and in no time he spilled it all, confessing to the entire R team.
However, the kid was also cunning. He didn't expose the team that actually committed the petty theft, but instead revealed the team that sold health products.
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