Wake up suddenly, back to the time when my wife and daughter had an accident

Chapter 752

Meng Haisheng and Shi Bosen only said hello, and there was no other verbal communication.

Shi Bosen opened his mouth several times, wanting to talk to Meng Haisheng, but was ignored by him.

Meng Haisheng was not magnanimous enough to speak nicely to a man who wanted to kill his father.

Today, Shi Bosen was not thrown directly into the wolf pack by him, which was his greatest kindness.

But that was all.

Soon the team arrived at the checkpoint where Shi Bosen was.

Lin Jinyan went to handle the formalities, and Meng Haisheng stood next to Shi Bosen.

He looked at Shi Bosen, who was helped down from the carriage, with a dark face and a cold face.

"Shi Bosen, this is the last time I will save you. If you encounter such a thing again, I will not let you get on my carriage."

"You almost became my father's murderer. This will be a hurdle that both of us will never get over in our lifetime."

"Don't even think that you can return to the capital after a few years. There is only one ending for you, dying on the border."

Meng Haisheng's words were like a bolt from the blue, and they exploded at the checkpoint in an instant.

Shi Bosen's comrades couldn't believe their ears. They didn't expect that there was such a grudge between Meng Haisheng and Shi Bosen.

Revenge for the murder of his father?

Any man with blood would not easily let go of someone who wanted to kill his father.

Meng Haisheng was kind and righteous to spare Shi Bosen's life and not abandon him on the mountain road.

Shi Bosen, standing in the yard of the checkpoint, felt cold all over when he heard Meng Haisheng say this.

"Haisheng, I'm sorry."

"Don't say sorry to me, you should say it to my dad and my grandpa, especially grandpa, who loved you so much since you were a child, how could you have the heart to kill you."

"Shi Bosen, tell the truth, I really hope that you will be bitten to death by wolves when you go out on patrol."

Meng Haisheng said, without even looking at the pale Shi Bosen, and turned around to lead his people away from the checkpoint.

With Lin Jinyan there, all the procedures were handled very smoothly, and they were completed in less than a quarter of an hour.

As a result, when he came out of the office, he saw the petrified border soldiers in the yard and his teammates who had already walked away.

Seeing that Shi Bosen's eyes were red from crying, Lin Jinyan vaguely guessed that Meng Haisheng probably dealt with him.

Lin Jinyan glanced at Shi Bosen, didn't say anything more, and turned around to chase their team.

We have to pass three more checkpoints this afternoon before we can reach Prida.

At the same time, Yin Limin finally waited for the cotton cloth sent from the capital.

He just opened the car and took a quick look. After confirming that it was all cotton cloth, he transported it to Tukum without saying anything.

There is still some profit in exchanging cotton cloth for steel, and he wants to cash it in quickly.

As long as this route is open, he can go to cities around the capital and continue to purchase cheaper cloth.

At that time, he will not have to come to Guanshan Town, a small broken place, but only need to sit in the capital to count money and control it remotely.

Yin Limin came to Tukum with good wishes.

"I guarantee that the cloth I brought this time will satisfy you, sir."

Yin Limin happily asked Gogol to inspect the goods.

Gogol was also very happy to hear that Yin Limin brought 100 tons of cotton cloth.

Cotton cloth in the Snow Country is now a scarce commodity. Winter is coming, and the price of cotton cloth will probably rise again.

He can make a lot of money with 100 tons of cotton cloth.

And his boss will be happy too, after all, not everyone can get supplies from Guanshan Town at present.

Soon the train car was opened, and several tall men carried down several rolls of cotton cloth.

They pulled the cotton cloth apart in front of everyone.

Yin Limin watched them inspect the goods with confidence.

Cotton cloth is the same, no matter how they inspect it, there will be no thread problems.

Gogol pulled the cotton cloth apart with his hands, and his brows knitted at the moment he got the cotton cloth.

He looked through the other rolls of cotton cloth, and there was no smile on Gogol's face.

"Mr. Yin, are you kidding me?"

Gogol pulled the cotton cloth apart with force and raised it high with his hands.

Because the count was relatively low, looking at the cloth in his hand against the sun, the sparse small grids on the cloth could be clearly seen.

"This cloth is not very good, absolutely pure cotton, soft to the touch, and it will definitely be very warm if it is made into a cotton coat."

Gogol laughed in anger when he heard Yin Limin say this.

"Mr. Yin, have you never been in the textile industry before?"

Anyone who has been in the textile industry for a while would not say such a thing.

Yin Limin was a little embarrassed. He used to work in finance. When he heard about the grain-for-steel exchange, he jumped in.

After coming to Guanshan Town, he learned that Meng Haisheng exchanged cotton cloth for steel with Gogol, and the ratio was not bad.

He calculated the profit and found it was considerable.Let the employees in Beijing collect the cotton cloth.

The people in his company, like him, had never been involved in the textile industry before. Under Yin Limin's price pressure, they could only find ways to get these lower-count cloths.

Gogol pointed this out, and Yin Limin's feverish mind finally sobered up.

How poor is the Snow Country, and they are still picky about his supplies.

"Mr. Yin, these cotton cloths can't be used to make winter clothes. Even for bed sheets, they are too thin. I guess they can only be used to make summer clothes."

Gogol threw the cloth aside, feeling angry.

Before coming to inspect the goods today, he promised his boss that he could take back a batch of cheaper cloth.

They don't have to be controlled by Meng Haisheng anymore.

The price of [1:4] is simply robbing money.

Now, after making such a boast, this kind of thing happened again.

Isn't Yin Limin slapping him in the face?

"Mr. Yin, if all the cloth is like this, please take it all back. I can't use it even if you give it to me for free."

Yin Limin was dumbfounded.

Last time he sent too much corn and old grain, Gogol could accept it. After all, he couldn't waste it and could still eat it.

But what's the use of taking such thin cloth back? He can't stack it up in several layers.

With such a sparse count, even if it is stacked up, it can't change its nature.

"Brother Gogol, let's talk it out. I have brought the cloth here, so I am naturally sincere in trading with you. Otherwise, give me a ratio."

Gogol shook his head without hesitation.

They have a lot of steel, but it's not blown by the wind.

How many people are waiting for him to exchange cotton cloth to make winter clothes. If he exchanges these rags, he will be scolded to death.

Although he is greedy for money, he can't do such a sinister thing.

Yin Limin felt very disappointed when he saw that Gogol refused without even bargaining.

This was 100 tons of cotton cloth, which he had paid with real money.

If Gogol didn't want it, he would take it back to Guanshan Town to sell.

How could Guanshan Town, a small place, absorb so much cotton cloth?

Yin Limin felt his brain was about to explode when he thought of this.