Chapter 2892

Coconut City Port!

An Audi 100 with a provincial government temporary license plate and a pickup truck were parked under the port administration building. In the Audi 100, Jiang Yunfeng said to Zhou Andong sitting in the back.

"Director Zhou, picking up goods at the cargo yard is troublesome and requires queuing. Give me the shipping list, and I'll directly go find the head of the Port Group to have him deliver the goods here."

In January 1994, that is, this January, Coconut City Port was restructured, formed by the merger of the Qiong Province Port Bureau and Coconut City Port into a group company, under the leadership of the provincial government.

Seeing Jian Qiu took out the shipping list from her bag and handed it to Jiang Yunfeng: "Secretary Jiang, thank you for the trouble."

"No trouble!" Jiang Yunfeng opened the car door: "Director Zhou, please wait a moment."

At this moment, Tang Lin, Zhang Zuo, and Shen Mingsheng got out of the front pickup truck, then the three walked to the side of the Audi 100, and Zhang Zuo raised his hand and tapped on the window.

Zhou Andong opened the window, and a wave of heat hit his face: "What are you knocking for?"

Zhang Zuo made a gesture of smoking: "Cigarette!"

Zhou Andong said unhappily: "You don't have one?"

"None!" Zhang Zuo grunted: "If I had brought one, would I give it to you?"

Zhou Andong looked at Tang Lin and Shen Mingsheng: "You also don't have any?"

Tang Lin shrugged: "I really forgot them in the room."

Shen Mingsheng said with a smile: "I did bring some, but only a few, and I shared them on the way here, so now I have none."

Zhou Andong sighed, opened the car door and got out, looked up at the blazing sun, pointed to the shade below the building: "Go smoke there, it's cooler."

Inside the car, Wang Hui watched several old men walk toward the shade, and said to Seeing Jian Qiu with a smile: "What kind of addiction is this, with such a big sun, it's almost roasting people, yet they still run outside to smoke."

Seeing Jian Qiu shifted to the side, making more space, so the two could sit more comfortably: "You haven't heard? The greatest pleasure for a man is, a glass of wine, drinking until blackout, a cigarette, and the soul ascends to heaven."

"Pfft!" Wang Hui burst out laughing: "Sister-in-law, who did you hear that from?"

Seeing Jian Qiu also laughed: "Of course from Boss Zhou."

The two women chatted idly in the car with the air conditioning on, pulling this and that. Outside, Zhou Andong and the three old men squatted in the shade, puffing out clouds.

"Director Zhou!" Shen Mingsheng still couldn't hold back his curiosity: "What exactly is the cargo, that it needs the provincial government's first secretary to help find connections to pick it up?"

Zhou Andong leisurely exhaled a mouthful of smoke: "I said, I don't even know what the cargo is, do you believe me?"

Shen Mingsheng said without hesitation: "I believe you!"

"Damn!" Zhang Zuo looked at Shen Mingsheng: "You bastard, do you have any principles left, you even believe this?"

Shen Mingsheng's legs went numb from squatting, he stood up and stomped his feet a few times: "I have no principles in being a person, but I have an upper limit."

"Upper limit?" Zhang Zuo stared blankly: "What does that mean?"

Shen Mingsheng said with a serious face: "My upper limit is Director Zhou, I will strive to climb up, hoping to touch Director Zhou's upper limit."

"..."

Zhang Zuo opened his mouth, and after a while gave a thumbs up: "I've seen many who flatter, but Boss Shen, your flattery skills, even if not ranked first, are definitely in the top three."

"Ma Pi?" Shen Mingsheng blinked, then shook his head: "That's wrong, now those private entrepreneurs have just learned to walk, but Director Zhou has already started running, wanting to catch up to his back is just daydreaming.

So, wanting to touch him, you can only take him as your upper limit and follow his steps forward, maybe there's still a chance. Otherwise, you can only watch Director Zhou run farther and farther away."

Zhou Andong said helplessly: "Alright, don't bother me with nothing to do."

"Director Zhou!" Shen Mingsheng hurriedly said: "I really wasn't just joking, but..."

"Director Zhou!" Shen Mingsheng hadn't finished speaking when he saw Jiang Yunfeng come out, followed by a middle-aged man. Wearing a suit, with a flat top, walking with a straight waist, looking full of vigor.

Zhou Andong stood up: "Secretary Jiang, is the matter settled?"

Jiang Yunfeng nodded: "Director Zhou, let me introduce you, this is Port Group General Manager Chang Yunhai."

"Director Zhou!" Before Jiang Yunhai could introduce himself, Chang Yunhai couldn't wait to stretch out his hand: "I've long wanted to meet you, just never had the chance. Now that you've come, let's first go to my office for a seat and a cup of tea. Tonight I'm the host, we must have a good drink."

Zhou Andong's hand was grabbed by Chang Yunhai, and he could clearly feel the thick calluses. Looking at Chang Yunhai's walking posture and the calluses on his hands, he should be a soldier who just transferred out not long ago. And looking at his age, his rank is not low, at least a senior colonel.

Zhou Andong said apologetically: "General Chang, I'm very sorry, I still have things to do today, I have to leave tomorrow, so this drink definitely can't happen.

But, next year I will definitely come to Coconut City again, then I'll be the host, call Secretary Jiang, just the three of us, find a place to have a good drink."

Chang Yunhai said regretfully: "Director Zhou, then we'll just say it like that. Next year when you come to Coconut City, you must notify me."

Jiang Yunfeng said with a smile: "Old Chang, rest assured, when Director Zhou comes next year, I'll be the first to call and notify you."

Chang Yunhai followed with a laugh: "Good, Secretary Jiang, I'll remember your words."

While they were chatting, four forklifts drove over from a distance, each carrying a large wooden box. When the forklifts got closer, they could see clearly: it wasn't a wooden box, but an outer frame made of wooden planks over two inches thick, with an iron cabinet inside. About 1.2 meters high, 2 meters long.

The four forklifts stopped at the main gate of the port administration building, and the driver of one forklift jumped down, still holding a few documents in his hand. He looked up at the building, then stepped onto the stairs.

"Here!" Chang Yunhai shouted: "Where else are you going?"

The driver heard the shout, glanced this way, then quickly ran over: "Manager!"

Chang Yunhai asked: "Are the cargo numbers all correct?"

"Yes!" The driver handed over the few papers in his hand to Chang Yunhai: "This is the cargo pickup procedures, requiring a signature."

Chang Yunhai took them, looked, then handed them to Zhou Andong: "Director Zhou, there's no problem with the documents, sign please."

Zhou Andong took the procedures, also took the pen the driver handed him, and then signed.

"Done!" The driver asked: "Where is the cargo truck?"

Zhou Andong looked at the four forklifts, then raised his hand and pointed to the pickup truck: "That pickup truck."

"..."

The driver looked speechlessly at the pickup truck: "The pickup truck can only hold one box."

Jiang Yunfeng also didn't expect that the books Director Zhou mentioned would be these four large boxes, he said with a wry smile: "Director Zhou, you said the books would be these four large boxes."

"No problem!" Chang Yunhai said to the driver: "Go to the General Manager's Office, let the office director call, and dispatch a cargo truck over."

"Okay!" The driver turned and left, and after more than ten minutes came back: "Manager, the cargo truck has been dispatched, it will arrive shortly."

"General Chang, thank you so much." Zhou Andong said sincerely: "Send the goods to the provincial government, how much is the fee, I'll pay you now."

Delivering the goods to the provincial government, Zhou Andong had no choice. These four large crates, no matter where they were placed, he couldn't rest easy; only the provincial government was the safest.

"Zhou Dong, you're looking down on me." Chang Yunhai said with feigned anger: "Just delivering the goods to the provincial government, this few steps, you're giving me money—you truly don't treat me as a friend."

Zhou Andong laughed: "Fine, if you're being too polite, I won't say it. When I come back next year, I'll bring a few crates of tribute wine—we won't return until we're drunk."

Hearing Zhou Andong say he'd bring a few crates of tribute wine, Chang Yunhai's eyes lit up instantly: "It's a deal."