Qin Gong's life is spent at the bottom of the flower [broken wonton sea colleagues]

Neither Mr. Gong nor Qin Chuan expected that their roles would change subtly when they met for the third time.

The authorities stipulate that each oceangoing passenger can carry 25 cigars, 200 cigarettes and half a pound of tobacco duty-free.

Qin Chuan focuses on smoking bans, and the customs are naturally the key focus.

He stood at the pier, and the vermilion and orange giant billboards were clearly reflected in the sea, and the green sea water was covered with white waves, showing a very greasy and chaotic prosperity.

Ocean-going ships have to travel 40 miles from the mouth of the Yangtze River to Wusongkou, and then travel up the Huangpu River for 14 miles to reach the concession port.

Mr. Gong stood beside him, and the huge freighter slowly approached, and the mountain-like shadows fell down, almost crushing them into a drop in the ocean.

"This is a passenger-cargo ship I bought from Japan's East Asia Shipping Co., Ltd., with a total weight of [-] tons. What does Vice Team Qin think?"

Qin Chuan seemed to ask unintentionally: "It's good. I heard that the total tonnage of Gongchang ships exceeds [-] tons. Is this the largest?"

Mr. Gong looked at him with a smile, and his eyes flashed jokingly: "If Vice Captain Qin thinks it's not enough, then I'll buy another bigger one."

Qin Chuan raised his eyebrows, and when he raised his arm, the epaulets flashed, and the fingers holding his glasses were as long as ivory chopsticks: "Boss Gong is not satisfied? This freighter can hold 150 tons of salt, right?"

The government monopolizes the salt industry and prohibits tourists from bringing salt and narcotics. Salt tax, unified tax and customs duties are the main sources of fiscal revenue for the national government.

Mr. Gong spread his hands: "A ton of cotton weighs the same as a ton of iron. What does Deputy Qin want to say?"

Qin Chuan showed a sincere smile, with subtle self-mockery in his tone: "Don't worry, Boss Gong, "Shenbao" has praised you several times as an industrialist who helps build the national economy. I'm just a little policeman, how dare I control you? on the head?"

Mr. Gong showed him a polite expression of "you and I both know this is bullshit, so there is no need to tell it".

Qin Chuan pretended not to see it, and continued to ask sincerely: "I'm just a little curious. You often bring home letters and native goods to the people for free, and even send various specimens, models, and instruments to overseas students. Those pickled fish and bacon and so-called must-preserve How many tons of crude salt can be extracted from the special solution for rare materials?"

In April, the National Defense Design Committee was renamed the "Resources Committee", which is responsible for guiding and managing the development of mining industries and heavy industry construction across the country.The fact is that the national government established a group of professional companies in a planned way by adopting the method of government-business cooperation and joint shareholding, in an attempt to control the production and circulation of commodities across the country.

Mr. Gong bought a few minerals that others sold off after speculating in the second and third pass treasury bonds. Others thought he was burning too much money; looking at it now, it turns out that he was stepping ahead of the times with every step, and his value continued to rise.

Mr. Gong looked back at him unsurprisingly: "This is why Captain Qin came to me today? To be honest, I'm also a little curious—"

He slowly leaned closer, so close that it completely exceeded the safe social distance. His lips, thin at the top and thick at the bottom, almost touched the tip of Qin Chuan's ear: "Should the opium and red pills seized by the inspection team be destroyed in a unified way? Republic of China 21 In [-], "Shenbao" reported that five Hongwan cases were cracked, eight in the year before last, and eighteen in last year. How could there be more bans? Or—was it reused? For example, it was sold to the big boss named Wen Shao ?”

Qin Chuan's expression was as calm as ever, but if you look carefully, you can see that his pupils are vibrating imperceptibly.

Every second seems to be stretched too long. Qin Chuan didn't wear much in early summer, but fine sweat oozes from the back of his neck, and the wind blows cold to the bone.

After a long while, Mr. Gong's smile deepened: "Captain Qin only found out that the batch of opium was marked after he took action, right? This is the reason why Captain Qin led the team to detain my freighter today and waited for me at the pier alone? "

His deep voice resounded in the wind, resonating like a violin: "In the beginning, one or two opiums cost only two silver dollars. Since the national government began to implement a two-year ban on drugs and a six-year ban on smoking, it didn't take long for it to rise to eight yuan per two opium. One mu The land can produce 20 catties of grain at a cost of three silver dollars and an income of four silver dollars; or it can produce [-] taels of opium at a production cost of ten silver dollars. Even with the smoking penalty, the difference between the two is not small. Qin deputy team is trying to make money?"

This was obviously just a simple selective answer, but for some reason, Qin Chuan just remained silent.

Mr. Gong didn't intend to ask why. He just smiled gracefully and patted Qin Chuan on the shoulder: "Captain Qin, don't get me wrong. I just want to make friends with you."

Qin Chuan's face was undisturbed, and his tone was calm and even rigid: "Boss Gong praised me too much. I am just a small employee who eats public food. How can He De be with a high-class rich man like you..."

Mr. Gong casually interrupted his insincere politeness: "Because of Mr. Yan?"

Qin Chuan raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Many people know that Yan Xie has a close relationship with him, but most of those people will call Yan Xie "Team Yan", because Yan Xie has always been arrogant and high-minded, and he doesn't want others to associate him with Zu Yin. He especially doesn't like others to call him "Mr. Yan", because he thinks that title is reserved for useless prodigal sons who flirt with cats and dogs—but judging from Mr. Gong's tone, he doesn't care what Yan Yan thinks at all.

The sea breeze brushed Mr. Gong's back into a side part, and his iron-blooded and arbitrary temperament was modified into a more elegant beauty.

"I heard that Mr. Yan was a dandy when he was young - I have read your "Police Weekly". According to the standards of the publication, Mr. Yan has the appearance of a criminal. I heard that he was recruited by Bureau Wei before reading it. I went to a police officer college and became a police officer after graduation, so far I have cultivated an extraordinary sense of justice. If it weren't for the opposition of my family, I would have become a long-term police officer just like you."

The police establishment of the Nanjing Nationalist Government followed the military model. Police officers belonged to civil servants and enjoyed the same treatment as civilian officials;

Yan Xie is the only son of the former richest man's family. Don't look at the Yan family's attitude that I donated this useless son to the country, but if something happens, his parents have to rush into the government gate with a rope to hang himself ?

Qin Chuan was noncommittal to Mr. Gong's statement: "Old Yan... Team Yan has outstanding personal ability, is serious and responsible in handling cases, and is a good policeman."

Mr. Gong looked at Qin Chuan sideways: "The Zeng family and the Yan family can be regarded as a great family. Team Yan has never suffered since he was a child. His family tradition taught him to be kind and generous, so he has always had a sense of responsibility as a strong man, who can give me nothing. I feel that the poor and the weak in the world should be protected. Team Qin comes from a different background, so I have never quite understood his point of view, but occasionally I think about what is the 'right thing', right?"

Qin Chuan didn't answer.

He and Yan Xie have known each other for more than ten years, but Yan Xie never knew who Qin Chuan's father was, how his mother got away, and that he knew Wen Shao when he was in school.

Mr. Gong stretched out a bloodless snow-white finger, and traced Qin Chuan's epaulettes: "I heard that Shanghai is going to set up an anti-smoking committee... Yan Dui has been running to the Party Affairs Investigation Office every day recently, why don't I come to be Qin Chuan's drinking and meat friend?" ?”

The sun finally passed over the top of the freighter, and Qin Chuan's mirrors flickered, blurring his expression and freezing the ambiguous overlapping shadows of the two on the pier.

In July 1935, the Shanghai Anti-smoking Committee was established.With the support of the Communist Party, Du Yuesheng and others served as the standing committee members, and all kinds of opium confiscated by the customs and other agencies were handed over to the committee, and then put into trading.

After the establishment of the Anti-Smoking Committee, some of the fines from smoking cases were used as police bonuses. Mr. Gong would sometimes smile when he saw Qin Chuan, who was at the top of the list in the assessment of the smoking ban status.

Since then, Qin Chuan and Mr. Gong have appeared together under the neon lights of Shanghai at night.