The coolie in charge of the docks nodded and got on the cargo ship from Batavia, and smiled before saying a word. This is the old rule, as long as he has a good relationship with the boss of the ship, and takes this job as a contractor, he can not draw more heads.

"No, we don't want your car, we don't need your horse, don't get in the way here!"

The man in the same green trench coat spoke pure Chinese, and the coolie head regretted it very much. He thought that these people were Japanese, so he said the previous Japanese "hello" and bowed and said, "Please take care of me", which turned out to be an angry scolding.

"Get out of the way, stay away from us!"

This was the answer he received, and the coolie head could understand it. At present, quite a number of people are angry that the Japanese will not leave Shandong, not to mention that there is a "21 article" that makes some Chinese shout and curse endlessly.

But the dock steward felt very wronged, and he felt that these things had nothing to do with him. This is just business, as long as you give money, which country's goods are not pulled, and which country's uncle is not waiting! As for the twenty-one, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with him, a little common man!

Compared with this, the angry scolding of the Chinese, the coolies in charge of the dock suffer less, but they are not scolded in front of those foreign devils, and if they don't get it right, they will be beaten.

"Boss, forgive me for being clumsy, I recognized the wrong person. How about the boss, where are you going to ship this goods, look at your goods are not very lucky! ”

But no, the huge square wooden box, heavy on the deck, looking at the scene, is not something that a few people can carry away. Although there are more than a dozen people who are holding the goods, look at them wearing light green trench coats with backpacks on their backs. According to the coolie in charge, I am afraid that I don't have the ability to transport this thing away.

In addition, these dozen or so people can also see that it is not impossible for coolies to move these heavy household goods, and he is sure that he can take over this job.

At this time, the young man who came out of the people in the green trench coat seemed to be the leader of the group, and he showed a little politeness.

"This friend, we don't need to transport these things by others, we can transport them ourselves!"

"Such a big box? Seeing that your luggage is so big, and you think that you are also a person who does big business, a big boss like you must not pity those few coolie money,"

According to the coolie's method, the average guest will naturally not pity these few changes. In addition, it is important to know that almost all the work in Shanghai is controlled by the gangs. From the ship down to the dock, the goods naturally have to pass through their hands, otherwise they will not be able to get out of the dock safely.

Although Li Zhicheng and his next squad of special forces all grew up in China, they had never mixed up on the docks of Shanghai after all, and they did not know the canals and channels on the docks.

"I'm sorry, we can transport it ourselves, so I won't have to drive it!"

At this point, the coolie's face changed, and it was rare to dare to be so ignorant. At first glance, he looks like a person who hasn't been on the dock and doesn't know the rules. So it's not good news, but it's good news. The bad thing is that he may not be able to get a job, but the good thing is that he doesn't understand the rules and just cheats him, so that he can have a long experience.

It was about Li Zhicheng's politeness, and it also made him have more words.

"Boss, speaking of which, you don't have to talk about face at all, but I'm afraid that there are many bends on the dock, and the road is not easy to walk, which will delay your business!"

"Please rest assured, we will walk our own way!"

Hearing these implicit threatening words, Li Zhicheng couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

He had also heard that Shanghai was under the control of the French, but behind the prosperity on the surface, it was controlled by some people on the road. And the power of these people is so great that even the warlords in some places have to sell their face.

After all, they controlled the maritime terminals of Greater Shanghai, and some of the weapons and equipment purchased from France were also disembarked at these docks. Moreover, most of these gangs are backed by consuls from various countries, so the Shanghai gangs have grown rapidly and become more and more powerful, and even play some kind of management role in most of Shanghai's affairs.

Just like this little coolie, in a way, he is the manager of the transportation of goods on this dock. If it weren't for the strange look of the men in the green trench coats, or if it weren't for the fact that the suitcase was so big that no one had ever seen it, he wouldn't have come to negotiate at all.

In their eyes, the goods on the dock have become "living money", and if they don't give money, no one can take the goods from them.

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It's just that this time his abacus was wrong.

The first to be lifted from the ship by crane was a 3.5-ton truck commonly used by the French army, but which had been converted to rubber pneumatic tires, and two load-bearing chassis with 8 tires each.

Then, with the sound of the crane chain on the ship, the huge container slowly fell from the ship. At this time, something happened that surprised the people on the dock, because they had never seen these things before.

At this time, more than a dozen people wearing green windbreakers got off the ship, and under their command, the container sat firmly on the load-bearing chassis, and then the hooks of the load-bearing chassis of the car were connected together, and the car caught fire with a "boom".

Who knew that before he could drive, the surprised coolie head rushed over with a group of coolies.

"You can't go, you can't go!"

"Stand down, stand down!"

"Pay the landing fee!"

A large group of coolies rushed over with sharpened sacks and hooks, or other things such as slings and shouting.

Although Li Zhicheng expected that this might happen, he did not plan to have any conflict with these coolies, after all, they were all Chinese, and the team leader also made it clear when he came: "Chinese do not beat Chinese, except for those who don't want to face of them!" ”

Seeing a large number of coolies rushing over, Li Zhicheng made a gesture to his subordinates, asking them not to show their weapons until they had to do so. Of course, they don't hate these Chinese, but if they want to hit the idea of what is in their container, it will definitely not work!

Li Zhicheng stood up in the passenger seat of the truck and slowly bowed his hand to the coolie.

"Everyone, they are all people who go out, the face is everyone's, the face is given by the person, listen to my words and do whatever you want, no one will be allowed to interfere in our affairs, otherwise no one will give face."

"Friend, if you know each other, do what I say, otherwise ......"

The coolie looked at Li Zhicheng, who was not panicked at all, and was a little surprised, but only thought that if he didn't stop them, he would break the rules on the dock. I'm afraid that in the future, there will be no place for them to settle on this territory, so I have a mind that I will never give in.