At the banquet not long later, with cups and cups intertwined, Han Huaiyi saw this guy squeezed over to his Dongweng.

Because Han Huaiyi, who had a good lip verb in his previous career, looked carefully, and He Peiqi said to him: "I have no choice but to do so. Have you suffered?"

Yang Yongting, who turned his back to Han Huaiyi, nodded with a very sad face.

A little guilt flashed in He Peiqi's eyes and then he said, "It's impossible to provoke you, it's impossible to provoke you. Alas, stop talking about it, and look back and plot to survive."

But then the guy rushed over to the other person who raised his glass and smiled heartily: "Oh, yes, this is a grand event in our Shanghai. I have to have a drink with Brother Nian!"

"These dog officials."

Han Huaiyi shook his head speechlessly and went to do his own business.

Xiangshuai came and went in a hurry, and he set off for Jinling before noon the next day.

He walked straight from the dock.

After the cruise ship left, Han Huaiyi returned to see Wei Yungong's eyes slightly red, while He Peiqi and Yang Yongting stood by with their heads shrank.

On the contrary, Pei Dazhong was a little excited because his position was stable.

Han Huaiyi was too lazy to ask about how they designed the main character, because Han Huaizhong was going to Tianjin next.

Foreigners such as Jason and Mello are going to go for patents.

As for Han Huaiyi himself, he was responsible for the construction of the New Roman sailor training base and wharf.

In view of his relationship with Wei Yungong and for future convenience, Han Huaiyi placed the sailor training base on the south side of the dock.

There is only a road between the two, Huangpu River.

However, before the construction of the sailor training base in New Rome began, Han Huaiyi had to start the dock.

Because it is already mid-June, the first batch of orders in New Rome will start operating in two months. If there is not even a dock or warehouse, wouldn’t that be a joke?

So the next day after seeing off his elder brother, Su Wugui and Xiangsheng who accompanied them, Han Huaiyi and Mamoye went to the real estate committee of the Public and Directors Bureau to invite the real estate specialist to go there together.

The Sixteen Shops in this year are mixed.

It is located east of the French Concession and is next to the sea. Walking upwards is the Bund.

But a Huangpu River separates this place from the prosperous Bund into two worlds.

Thousands of hardworking hard for half a lifetime may not be able to drink coffee in a foreign cafe. The well-dressed concession figures did not know that most of their cups had to be transported by these people.

Looking at the bustling crowds outside the window and the mountains of goods piled up on the dock, Mamoye commented that there were only two words "chaotic".

"So we must create a new situation in transportation. We must be clean, efficient and safe." Han Huaiyi smiled.

Murphyt, the real estate specialist who is usually above the top, and his translator and secretary Luo Wenbin, dared not have any airs in front of them. Hearing this, he quickly laughed and said, "The situation Mr. Charlie said is really exciting."

"But it is also inseparable from the strong support of Mr. Murphyt and the Public Administration." Han Huaiyi was polite.

Luo Wenbin suddenly felt something was wrong.

Because the originally bustling dock suddenly became much quieter, he found that countless coolie green skin merchants were focusing their attention on the car.

"Drop!" Han Huaiyi pinched the horn airbag on his left hand and signaled the silly bald man in front to get out of the way.

The guy who was stunned there was wearing a black pair of collars and two tattoos on his arm.

But he, who seemed to be ferocious, was shocked at this moment and quickly flashed on the side like a rabbit.

Then Luo Wenbin heard the guy seem to ask a little nervously: "Dare you ask, "Is it uncle Charlie Han?"

"Who are you?" Han Huaiyi asked in confusion.

The other party immediately bowed and said, "The youngest is Song Chengping, the shopkeeper of Zhangjia Wharf. The sect is ranked among the Wu generation. Last time I also went to Zhabei and witnessed the majesty of my uncle."

Han Huaiyi was happy: "So he is an acquaintance, so why are you so polite?"

"Don't you come to Shop 16 to find someone or do business, do you need some help?" Song Chengping asked. Han Huaiyi simply stopped the car and said happily: "Help me cut people?"

He was teasing him, and Madangman and others also watched with interest.

Song Chengping blushed and said, "Uncle Master is joking. In the 16th Shop, only if the uncle Master Master is joking, the brothers can even drown him with spit."

Han Huaiyi suddenly realized, yes, the more this kind of place there is, the more gangs gather.

For example, the so-called shopkeeper is the Qing Gang who manages the coolie.

Several factions of the Shanghai characters were divided into.

The Ningbo Gang, which is the business done by Siming Gong, is on the one hand.

The famous Huang Jinrong Du Yuesheng group is the Suzhou Gang.

Because they rose up by the power of the French Concession Police Station, even if Du Yuesheng was from Shanghai, they were all divided into the Suzhou Gang according to Huang Jinrong's heels.

But there is still a powerful force in Shanghai, which is the Subei Gang.

Compared with the former two, the Subei Gang is more down-to-earth because they got up from the dock.

So according to the inheritance of the Cao Gang, the members of the Subei Gang are actually the disciples of the Luo Sect in the true sense.

This Song Chengping is obviously a figure in the Northern Su Gang.

Han Huaiyi thought again that he was a businessman after all, he had a gang seniority. When he came here to do things, he should know the local people according to the truth.

This will also facilitate the future.

So Han Huaiyi got up seriously and opened the car door and got out of the car, asking Song Chengping: "Who is in charge of the business here?"

A voice immediately sounded not far away: "Mr. Han, I am in charge."

When Han Huaiyi turned around, he recognized that it was Zhu Chenggang who took the initiative to help him clean up the guys in Gaojiazhuang last time. He laughed: "So it's you, this land belongs to you?"

Han Huaiyi drew a circle and asked him, and Zhu Chenggang's face turned red: "Uncle is joking, so I'll make a living here. I can't compare to your ability."

After saying that, he shouted at the surroundings, "Why are you still standing there? I don't recognize you when I see my uncle?"

"I've seen my uncle!" The surroundings were full of energy and said in unconsciously.

Han Huaiyi always respects people one foot and I respect others one foot. Seeing this, he did not ask for help and quickly said with a bow: "The last time I was involved in a lot. Although I arranged for Bai Qi to treat you afterwards, I have not yet thanked you brothers in person for your help. Thank you brothers."

The coolies who were loading up and down the goods and the merchants watched the excitement, and the well-informed ones said with a tickling voice: "It's really amazing to black Charlie. Look at his age and his majesty! This is a response."

At this time, the passengers had just gotten off the passenger ship and stopped.

After hearing the idle people say, one of the men with thick eyebrows and big eyes was startled and just looked carefully.

The young Han Huaiyi stood among the strong gangs.

Compared with his handsome and handsome appearance, he looks a little thin and young, he is the most famous in Shanghai.

The man couldn't help but think: "I finally know what you look like. It turns out that what I, Le Bo'an, is your loss!"
Chapter completed!