Chapter 64 Dimensionality reduction attack, news about the former school beauty - "Rebirth 2000: I broke the agreement and became rich"
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Two o'clock in the morning.
The wind at the entrance of the alley carries the moisture of the Huangpu River.
A dozen empty wine bottles rolled under the folding table.
This is the first time Zhang Hu has ever drank Lin Chuan.
Big cities come with their own pressure, and people are already drunk before the wine is even served on the table.
He stuck out his tongue and patted his chest: "Kawako... Hiccup, look at me, sooner or later I will make a difference in Shanghai!"
Lin Chuan smiled without saying anything, drank the last sip of loose beer, and stood up to pay the bill.
He stopped a taxi on the side of the road and put the dizzy Zhang Hu into the back seat.
Before closing the car door, Lin Chuan took out the Nokia with a cracked screen from Zhang Hu's pocket.
He dug out the order number and contact text message of the Waigaoqiao shipment and forwarded it to his mobile phone.
He stuffed the phone back into Zhang Hu's pocket and patted the car door.
"Master, Dalian Road, Hongkou District."
The taxi's taillight disappeared at the entrance of the alley.
Lin Chuan stood under the street lamp, took out his mobile phone and dialed Su Wantang's number.
It rang three times.
"Mr. Lin." Su Wantang's voice was crisp and clear, without any hint of sleepiness.
"Remember the counter number."
Lin Chuan reported a series of numbers.
"It's from the Waigaoqiao Free Trade Zone. I want this batch of goods to be on board before eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
He paused for half a second.
"In addition, find out who dunked the ball. Let him understand that Zhangjiang's rules also apply to Waigaoqiao."
"Understood."
The phone hangs up.
Lin Chuan put his cell phone in his pocket, turned around and walked out of the alley.
Ten o'clock the next morning.
A rental house on Dalian Road.
Zhang Hu was awakened by the harsh ringtone of his cell phone.The hangover made his head feel like someone was hitting it with a hammer.
He touched the phone with his eyes closed, pressed answer, and roared angrily.
"Who is it? The soul is screaming so early in the morning!"
There was silence on the other end for a second.
Immediately afterwards, a shaking voice came over.
"Zhang, Mr. Zhang? I am Manager Liu from Waigaoqiao Pier!"
Zhang Hu was stunned for a moment.
He had to spin around twice before he remembered the name - it was the bastard who had withheld his goods for three weeks and always coaxed him to "wait for notification" every time he called.
Last week, he begged Manager Liu for a meal, but he immediately hung up on him.
At this moment, Manager Liu's voice was filled with tears.
"Mr. Zhang, where are you now? Please come to the pier quickly! I have completed all the release procedures for you, all I need is your signature!"
Zhang Hu was half sober in an instant.
"What did you say?"
"Let Mr. Zhang go! The goods are all loaded on the ship! Come and sign quickly, the ship is waiting to leave!"
Zhang Hu jumped off the bed with bare feet and slipped into his trousers without even wearing socks.
Forty minutes later.
Waigaoqiao Pier.
Zhang Hu stood at the edge of the container yard, completely confused.
Not only the containers that had been detained for three weeks have been shipped.
Even the demurrage fees and port miscellaneous fees for these more than 20 days - a total of nearly 20,000 yuan - are all waived.
Not a penny charged.
Abnormally clean.
Even more abnormal are people.
The customs section chief who had stuck his neck for three weeks was standing at the door of the container office.
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