Gangjiang.

Li Zitao and Sir He appeared in Kowloon, the busy, disordered and chaotic pier, making people frown.

The ground was filled with all kinds of garbage, and the goods were thrown around at will, completely ignoring whether the things inside would be damaged.

It’s better if someone supervises it, but it’s even more outrageous if no one is. He rolls down from the wooden boards he has built.

I dropped the dock, fell into the water and was too lazy to salvage it, so I let it be washed away, and I even took the package away directly. I went to the warehouse door to see that the supervision was not paying attention, so I slipped away when I turned around.

"It made Li Sheng laugh. Although the government has been managing it, the results have never been very ideal. These thieves and random throwing behaviors have greatly hit and restricted the shipping of Gangjiang... The reputation is not good, who will ask you to do business."

Sir He raised his cane and pointed around, shook his head in pain.

In fact, he rarely came to the dock in the past, and even if he came, he would always be in a "face project" that he had notified in advance.

When he came, the ground was not clean, but he would never have seen the bad scenes he had just seen.

If Li Zitao hadn't suggested that they would have disguised themselves at the dock, and walked with their own eyes and took a look. Sir He would have never imagined that the situation would be so serious.

"Actually, there are all kinds of problems in the docks everywhere, but like the ones you see in front of you... are indeed rare." This is not a way to the other party.

The national conditions and culture are different, and the situations encountered in different places are also different.

Just like what happened in the Harbor River, it won’t happen in the Persian Gulf, but it does not mean that it has no problems of its own.

The situation of reducing corners, defrauding and deducting all kinds of things, and the situation of grinding workers is constantly banned.

New York Harbor is professional and efficient, and can be found behind the scenes, and various smuggling and bribery also happen every day.

In Chicago, the gangs in Neilu blatantly collect tolls, smuggling, and deaths are staged every day, and the scenes are much more than here.

Seven days a week, gunfights every day. If there is no gunfire coming from the dock one day, residents living nearby may suffer from insomnia.

"It is actually very simple to rectify this situation... The system is transparent, so that everyone can eat and wear well, and avoid the contractors in the middle withholding their salary and exploiting them layer by layer..."

"Yes, if everyone can have enough food, who would risk going to jail and break the law?" Sir He nodded in agreement.

However, there are too many interests and people involved in this, and it is not just about changing a foreman.

The work at the dock here is controlled by the 'gangs and unions'. If you change someone, what happened in the past and what you are now.

The power is in the hands of the other party, which angered them. The dock workers in Gangjiang took a collective strike and would not do anyone's benefit at that time.

"That's why I ask you to invite everyone to sit down and talk." Li Zitao emphasized again that he was not here to make trouble, but to solve the trouble and make money.

"In addition, I have some immature ideas..." This idea was already in my mind when he decided to do shipping.

Currently, there are quite a few refugees who have fled to Gangjiang from the inland, most of them live in shanty towns in wilderness ridges and built their own wooden houses.

It is said to be a shanty town, but it is actually a place where no one is found. The refugees invited each other to build the house there. The more they built the more they became, it naturally became a concentrated place.

The history of inland refugees fleeing to Gangjiang has a long history and has not only happened in recent years.

Whenever there is war, someone will flee here, especially in the coastal areas near the Gangjiang River. However, after every war assessment, everyone will return to their hometown.

But this time it was different. Many people were shaken due to the unstable situation in the inland situation and the sudden change in national consciousness, and decided to take root in Hong Kong and Jiangxi.

So many laborers suddenly poured in, but not many people were willing to hire them. Li Zitao believes that this is an opportunity to completely rectify the dock.

If the negotiations are not going well and the other party threatens with a strike, then these people from the inland can come in handy.

However, there are risks here.

Thinking about it, we know that these "gangs and trade unions" cannot be let go, and bloody fighting is indispensable.

Whether they can stand firm depends on themselves.

After all, there is no free lunch in the world. How can you do it without trying hard?

No one can be the backer for anyone for the rest of his life. If you want to stand firm on this land, you must be able to hold on to it first.

"Will this cause too much noise?" After hearing his plan, Sir He became even more worried.

If it turns into a big fight in the end, they will be responsible for the losses.

What Sir He is more worried about is whether this situation will have other impacts, the rise of new forces, the opposition of consciousness, or the direct involvement of the British government.

"Don't worry, no matter what happens, the only one who is the British government in causing trouble will be the Governor of Hong Kong... Besides, am I still here?"

Li Zitao was reminding him that his marquis was still there, and even if George VI wanted to find someone to question him, he would not come to him as a sir.

"Hey, what are you two doing?" One old and the other young, dressed well, and walked back and forth several times at the dock, which naturally attracted attention.

"What do you call a big guy? We are businessmen. We are going to transport a batch of goods from land and water. Let's take a look at the market here..."

Li Zitao took out a bag of Marlboro, handed it to the other party with a smile, and looked at the strong coolies following behind the other party.

The iron hook in his hand is used to wrap it with hooks and sacks, and the lethality of it is not small at all.

"Ha, Yangyan, it seems that the two of you are doing well..." The other party looked at it, and Weixiao stuffed the cigarette into his pocket, waved his hand to signal the others to leave first.

"You're welcome, do some small business, mainly bottles and jars, I don't know..." Li Zitao covered his mouth mysteriously, and looked around with a slight look.

"Bottles and jars?" The other party was stunned at first, then pointed at him with a smile and said, "You kid, tell me, are you doing a dead business?"

The other party treated the two of them as "tomb robbers" and stole cultural relics. Although such people are rare, they have never seen them before.

When there were wars a few years ago, these individuals were everywhere on the wharf, and the various porcelain, antiques, and bronze ware and calligraphy were put into operation so many that they could not count them.

Even those warlords were also taking out food, and they didn’t sell them where they got the military expenses and where they had money to buy guns, cannons, and cars.
Chapter completed!