The power of time is so powerful that it can erase all traces of human activities and even memories.

Especially in an era of drastic social changes.

Xiamen, a place where successive sea and land wars took place. Those powerful pirate gangs and famous bandit leaders disappeared from people's memories in just a few years, as if they were all a long time ago.

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It was about to fall, and under a bright kerosene lamp, Mr. Nan Wangnan stood on the bow of the ship with his hands behind his back. He squinted and carefully observed the flow of people coming and going on the pier, as well as the various fireworks that still made loud noises all night long.

Port machinery.

At this moment, the Dongguang Fu is docked at Beigang in the inner bay of Zhangzhou. The location is approximately at the mouth of the Jiulong River in later generations, a bonded port area.

Beigang, lined with cranes, used to be just a fishing village. After the war a few years ago, this land belonging to the Zheng family was swallowed up by the Cao family.

Later, the fishing village area turned into a port area and was built into the largest cargo port in Zhangzhou Bay.

Beigang's geographical location is extremely important as it is the seaport for cities along the Jiulong River. Chuanzhong has invested a lot of resources here, and Beigang is positioned as a large hub port with river-sea combined transport functions.

Dating back from this point, cities and counties in southern Fujian, including Zhangzhou and Longyan, are all within the radiation range of the Jiulong River's freight routes.

In fact, after the transportation construction and commercial network laying in the past few years, even some goods in the Ganzhou area, an important town in southern Jiangxi, will now be "exported" via the Jiulong River route in southern Fujian.

This is the reason why Beigang is so prosperous. Zhangzhou's tea fish and lychee, Longyan's copper, gold, wood and iron, and even Ganzhou's orange, grapefruit, tin and tungsten will be purchased by shipping companies from various places, and then take inland cargo ships to Beigang, and finally return to Beigang.

Through Beigang's huge river-sea intermodal transportation system, these goods are loaded onto sea ships and transported to various places along the coast of Daming.

"Station...Master, all the goods for Xiamen Station have been picked up."

Zhou Yi, dressed in a long suit, came behind Nan Wang and reported in a low voice.

Nan Wang remained silent, his eyes still focused on the giant gantry crane at the dock.

Amidst the bright lights, black smoke comes out from time to time, and the giant gantry crane that spits out high-temperature steam is naturally not on the same level as the giants that can be used to assemble aircraft carriers in later generations. But in the 17th century, steel gantry cranes that could be used on thousand-ton cargo ships,

That can be considered a giant one.

Looking away from the steel machinery full of large-scale industrial power, Nan Wang turned around and glanced at the cargo boxes piled on the deck, and then nodded slightly: "No hurry, my colleagues from Xiamen Station should be here soon."

Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

Before Nanwang finished speaking, Han Liangkang, the head of Xiamen Station, a local snake, had already stepped onto the trestle with his men.

Among the various overseas stations under the jurisdiction of the General Intelligence Bureau, the Xiamen station is undoubtedly a small station. The whole station has only a hundred people in total, and its usual task of collecting intelligence is not heavy.

If the Class A station chief in Nanwang is at the level of a branch director, then the Xiamen station is equivalent to a Class C police station.

The reason for this is determined by Xiamen's geographical location - Fuzhou is to the north and Guangzhou is to the south. The southern Fujian region, which is sandwiched between the two political centers of gravity, has been a "low attention" area since ancient times and has a low political status.

Even in the eyes of the traveling public, it is enough for southern Fujian to develop good trade.

Although the current business situation in Xiamen is good, business intelligence is a "side job" after all, which is somewhat inconsistent with the main business of the intelligence station. The focus of the General Intelligence Bureau in Fujian is still in Fuzhou, the provincial capital where political gentry gather.

"Hahaha, brother, I'm here to congratulate you!"

Far away, Han Liangkang was surrounded by several kerosene lamps, and his voice came to him early.

In terms of qualifications alone, Han Liangkang, a small businessman who was born in Hangzhou, is on par with Nan Wang. They are all "old ministers of Qiandi" who worked with Chuan Chuanzhong in the early days of Hangzhou.

However, in terms of ability, Han Liangkang was far inferior to Nan Wang. In other words, he was more loyal and honest, so Han Liangkang, who was much older than Nan Wang, was finally assigned to Xiamen Station, which gave him a sense of retirement.

However, Lao Han did not dare to rely on his old age in front of Nan Wang today. Everyone knew that this man was a popular figure, and he might become a big boss in the clouds in the future, so he must not offend him.

Seeing the slightly fat Lao Han jump onto the boat, Nan Wang quickly stepped forward and held Lao Han's hand: "Brother, I am in good health. Is he always doing well? It's been more than two years since I last saw him!"

"Yes, yes. The last time we met, you were passing by and we had a quick meeting on the deck of the boat."

Han Liangkang's face was full of emotion: "It's getting late today, brother, you must give me a face, let's catch up on old times."

Nan Wang thought for a moment and then agreed. We are all from the same hometown and we usually look after each other. Besides, the ship has to spend the night repairing when it arrives in Xiamen.

So Nanwang immediately ordered Zhou Yi to accompany him, and he got off the boat together.

Stationmaster Han also only brought two young confidants with him, and led Nan Wang to the carriage, leaving most of the people to work... The goods on the ship's board were to be counted and delivered.

Next comes the usual part of eating and drinking with public funds. Although Station Manager Han only manages a police station, this is a police station in the development zone.

The group of five people chatted and arrived at the large car shop opened by Xiamen Station. After entering the store, they walked to a secluded courtyard and then called for a table from the restaurant across the street. Stationmaster Han and Stationmaster Nan began to talk over wine.

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Stationmaster Han was an old man. As soon as the banquet started, he kept asking for drinks and chatting and laughing with Nan Wang. He was flattering his promising fellow countryman. Even Zhou Yi, who was eating vegetables with his head covered, was also attracted by Old Han.

Praise a few words about "young and promising".

Those who can be taken out alone by Nanwang to socialize must also be his confidants, and Old Han knows this in his heart.

The atmosphere at the dinner was very good. Nan Wang and Lao Han talked a little about the past, which made Zhou Yi and the other young people listen with gusto.

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, everyone's faces smelled of alcohol, and the topics became more broad.

Probably because Lao Han was in a good mood, after pouring himself two glasses of wine again, he was in high spirits. Regardless of Nan Wang's dissuasion, he insisted on telling the young man a few "archive" stories: in fact, they were some unknown achievements of Webmaster Nan.

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This time, Zhou Yi became even more interested.

He had occasionally heard stories about Nan Wang at the General Administration before, but they were only fragments of stories, and Nan Wang never told them to him. Today was the first time he heard the original version.

According to Lao Han, only a few outstanding young people in the intelligence system have truly received an internal "revolutionary history education."

Especially Zhou Yi, when he heard the episode "Nanda is alone and drunk among the gangsters", he was extremely surprised. He suddenly felt that the image of his boss had improved out of thin air. He praised him repeatedly and quickly brought him a glass of wine to show his appreciation.

Respect.

Let's talk about it like this, a banquet of wine was done from late at night until late at night.

After the two Nanwang had finished drinking, they were arranged to rest in a small courtyard on the spot. As for the drunken programs in other shopping malls... Beigang is a large port town, and naturally there are all kinds of entertainment options. However, the Intelligence Bureau has strict family rules.

The two webmasters are both old foxes, and they will definitely not give others a thumbs up.

The next morning, after loading some local cargo from Xiamen Station, the Dongguang Fu was about to set sail.

I returned to Nanwang on the ship early in the morning and was saying goodbye to Station Commander Han who came to see me off. Soon after, Station Manager Han and his party disembarked, held hands, and said their final goodbyes to the people on the bow.

The next moment, the ship's cable was untied, and the Dongguang Fu, which had already raised its sails, slowly set off and headed north out of the port.

Zhou Yi, who had always been standing behind Nan Wang, discovered at this moment that Nan Wang seemed to be saying goodbye, but in fact his eyes were not focused on the trestle, but looking at the stern of the ship in the distance: towards the Jiulong River.

At this moment, Zhou Yi understood Nanwang's mood very well: the upper reaches of the Jiulong River is Longyan County, where Nanwang once fought, where his achievements and deep memories are found.

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The Dongguang Fu cruise passed through Xiamen, the first stop, and the second stop was naturally Fuzhou. The sea route is less than 300 kilometers, and in today's environment with lighthouses along the route, it is not too far away.

So even though the wind direction was not favorable, on the fourth day after leaving Xiamen, the Dongguang Fu sailed into a remote dock outside Fuzhou City.

There are also people waiting on the pier.

A middle-aged man who looked quite capable took a group of people on board the ship to contact him - this person was Huang Kuan, the chief of the Intelligence Section of Fuzhou Station.

Nan Wang knew Huang Kuan. In fact, because of his seniority and participation in the early construction of the intelligence system, there were very few middle-level cadres sent by the General Intelligence Bureau that Nan Wang didn't know.

The two parties quickly connected, and then went through the procedures for handing over the goods.

After completing the formalities, Nanwang ordered Zhou Yi to follow him into the carriage and entered the Fuzhou Jinglou Gate without stopping.

Passing through the Jinglou Gate, you will find the bustling Chuanxing Street nearby.

Chuanxing Street, where the headquarters of major shipping companies are gathered, was the first high-end street to be demolished and renovated. Nowadays, the streets are covered with expensive dragon dung fabrics. On both sides of the wide streets, there are high-end Chinese-style facades. These facades are from major major shipping companies.

The head offices of trading houses and shipping companies were established in Fuzhou.

Almost at the end of the street, there is a seven-room chain store with a plaque on it that reads "Haidong Trading Company".

This is the home base of Fuzhou Station.

The carriage arrived in front of Fuzhou Station, passed straight through a carved wrought iron gate, and stopped in a wide goods yard.

After getting off the car, I looked south and immediately saw a middle-aged man surrounded by people waiting in front of the car.

"Master South, welcome to Fuzhou Station."

The middle-aged man had a well-proportioned figure and was wearing a well-fitting casual shirt and trousers. The man had short hair and a gentle smile. While expressing welcome, he stretched out his arm and shook hands with Nan Wang naturally.

Although he had never seen this middle-aged man before, Nan Wang, who had dealt with many people through time and space, was convinced when he heard this standard Mandarin sentence, combined with the inexplicable appearance and demeanor.

, this is "the old overseas brother who started his career with General Cao", Fuzhou Station Director Wen Guangjun.
Chapter completed!