It was around nine o’clock in the evening, inside the Coast Guard Station.
Su Tianyu sat in his office, feeling somewhat excited, because this was the largest operation he had personally "commanded" since he took office as the captain of the first squadron.
There are more than a hundred people waiting for orders. It feels pretty good. No wonder some people are so obsessed with power.
Time passed minute by minute, and Su Tianyu was quietly waiting for the attack horn to sound.
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Donggang District, the largest seafood trading market in Longcheng.
An obese man weighing at least 260 kilograms, with 40 to 50 people, followed Zhang Ming and said breathlessly, "President, don't worry, I've taken care of everything here... Let's agree on a price. Even if it's 500 yuan per ounce of prawns, they have to sell it at that price! Hehe, what is this called? It's called market economic regulation."
Zhang Ming stood with his hands behind his back and looked around, his face not looking good.
"Also, I have also arranged to store the batch of xiang'er you bought from outside the district last time." The fat man, wearing a large flowered shirt and large flowered shorts and flip-flops, followed Zhang Ming in small steps and said, "Let's find some people to distribute these boxes of goods later. We can make a lot of money."
Zhang Ming glanced at him coldly: "Go to the office."
"Okay, okay, let's go!" The fat man immediately ran to the front to clear the way and led a group of people into the office building of the management department.
"Hello, big brother, hello, president!"
As soon as everyone entered the house, many young men with tattoos stood up in the smoky main building lobby and shouted out very chivalrous titles in unison.
Zhang Ming frowned and looked around, then asked in a low voice, "What are we going to do with all these people in market management?"
"It's the standing force." The fat man explained with his teeth bared, "If there's anything wrong in the market, we can just give a glance or make a phone call and forty or fifty people will rush out immediately."
"What can go wrong with doing business?" Zhang Ming replied, waving his hand and shouting, "If you have nothing to do, don't stay here. Go out and have a smoke."
"Go, all of you, get up there." The fat man echoed the order and immediately followed Zhang Ming upstairs.
The fat man is named Dong Pengyu. He is the leader of the branch who was promoted to the top position in the past year or so. He is mainly responsible for the management of the association in Donggang District.
This person has extremely poor quality, average education level, and he started out purely by doing some cheap business. To be precise, he does not have the ability to be a branch president.
However, Zhang Ming is just a puppet president. Most of the backbone elites in the association have already been arranged by Jing Yan, or have other positions, so he really has no one to use. Although Dong Pengyu has average ability, his family still has a certain influence in Donggang, and he is also relatively obedient, so Zhang Ming promoted this person with the intention of cultivating his own direct lineage.
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In the office on the second floor of the management unit, Zhang Ming looked at the dirty sofa with disgust, endured it for a long time, and finally sat down with two newspapers as a cushion.
"President, business has been good in the past three months! The powder I got from Lao Mo is selling like crazy! I'm asking a few gambling dens to develop new customers. If they can't pay their debts, I'll give them an injection, and each injection will be free of 10,000 yuan. I can get all these poor laborers to stick to me." Dong Pengyu slapped his thigh with shining eyes and said, "Last month's net profit was more than 800,000. Just tell me the number and I'll have someone send it to you right away!"
Zhang Ming listened to Dong Pengyu's words, and was completely impressed by his "business skills". Could a normal person come up with such a dirty and immoral trick
"I told you to keep a low profile! Why did you go to the gambling den?!"
"Few rich people are willing to touch this kind of thing. Only those poor people have a lot of problems. It's easy to make money from them, haha!" Dong Pengyu said with a grin.
Zhang Ming looked up at Dong Pengyu's fat face, yellow teeth, and the strings of beads and amulets hanging around his neck. After enduring for a long time, he finally couldn't help but cursed: "Are you fucking mentally ill?! I asked you to come to Donggang to manage the association, not to be a mountain king! The situation outside is so tense now, and you're still here with a bunch of people, doing things in a show of force! Do you think you're dying too slowly?"
Dong Pengyu swallowed his saliva after being scolded: "Didn't I just want to buy you two more antiques?!"
"When did I ever collect antiques from you?! And what about what happened outside just now? What about the firearms from outside the area? Go to Lao Mo San? Did a donkey kick your head? Why didn't you take a loud speaker and shout at the door of the police station?" Zhang Ming's chest was heaving with anger.
"Okay, I get it. Keep a low profile, keep a low profile!"
"I'm telling you, Dragon City is not peaceful these days. If you keep being so high-profile, you might get killed if you're not careful!"
"No, I have already arranged everything for the police department, the maritime police, and the army!"
"What if it wasn't someone here who messed with you? What if it was the municipal government who messed with you?" Zhang Ming glared at him and cursed, "Have you thought about the consequences?"
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Inside the Coast Guard.
“Bang!”
Fang Zheng pushed the door open and walked into Su Tianyu's office. He raised his hand and slapped the newly printed action plan on the table: "The order has arrived, let's act!"
Su Tianyu took all the documents and immediately stood up and shouted, "Guarantee to complete the task, Captain!"
"Cross-region arrests will cause some friction, so you have to be careful." Fang Zheng bared his teeth and said to Su Tianyu, "Okay, go ahead. I'll wait for you to come back and have a drink."
Ten minutes later.
Su Tianyu went downstairs to the warehouse in the compound and shouted on the intercom: "Assemble, set off!"
“Crash!”
The doors of the four warehouses opened, and more than a hundred fully armed coast guard members rushed out in an orderly manner.
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An hour and a half later.
Zhang Ming smoked a cigarette and whispered to Dong Pengyu, "I have an opportunity to move up now, and this is also your opportunity, understand?! Later, I will make a list for you, and you will find someone to bring the cash from the account to give me a gift in District 1. Remember, don't leave any handle behind!"
"well!"
"Also, you must keep a low profile! No matter what business you do, you must not let the limelight get to you!" Zhang Ming's eyes were gloomy: "Otherwise, if something happens to you, I can't protect you!"
"clear!"
"Okay, I'm leaving!" Zhang Ming supported himself and stood up.
"Brother, I'll take you there!"
Zhang Ming walked to the door, suddenly stopped, looked at Dong Pengyu with a smile and said, "Did you fight for more than 800,000 last month?"
“Yes, yes!”
"You can keep half!" Zhang Ming replied.
Dong Pengyu was stunned for a moment: "Okay, I understand! I'll send it to you right away!"
"Also, the young wife you brought last time was also very charming!" Zhang Ming bared his teeth and said, "You have good taste!"
Dong Pengyu blinked and immediately turned around and shouted, "Xiao Li, hurry up and pick up your second sister-in-law at home! I'll send her to Longkou later...!"
After hearing this, Zhang Ming turned around and walked out with satisfaction.
“Bang!”
Just then, a muffled sound came from downstairs, and a truck crashed through the guardrail and stopped at the entrance of the market.
In the market, all the staff who had not yet finished get off work or were packing up their stalls turned their heads and looked towards the street.
“Crash!”
The door of the truck slowly opened, and Su Tianyu jumped out of the truck, holding a baton and shouting: "Use force to control, and don't let anyone leave the market! Push forward!!"