The smuggling brother has finally returned.
This trip to Shanghai and Beijing really took a toll on both his body and spirit.
Now lying in his own yard, he's skinny and unkempt.
The smell of his clothes, a mix of staleness and sweat, almost got him mistaken for a vagrant on the train.
If it weren't for his cleverness, having all the necessary documents at hand, he might still be trying to find someone to bail him out!
But, this trip wasn't a loss.
He had barely laid down for half an hour when someone came knocking sneakily:
"Bro, the truck arrived the night before last, and the boys have already moved everything to the warehouse. Want it now?"
Chen Changhai shuddered all over!
"Wait for me!"
As he lifted his leg, the soles of his feet made a creaking noise under the weight.
He grimaced, but as long as there's money, everything's negotiable.
Thinking about how he opened new opportunities with just one car, he felt immensely satisfied in his heart.
