I really don't want to be an official if I transmigrate into Qi Tongwei's life.

Chapter 436 Drug Kingpin Master 5 Ships His Goods

Chen Wenxiong held a teacup in his hand, still looking very cautious.

"Ye Xinghai was willing to give up the municipal highway project bid for his son's sake. The first possibility is that Ye Xingguo truly put family aside for the greater good, and he had no choice but to give up. The second possibility is that Ye Xingguo is about to take some action, and he is deliberately showing weakness."

Chen Wensheng disagreed, "Brother, aren't you overthinking this? If Ye Xingguo is that powerful, then we don't need to do anything. Aren't you just scaring ourselves?"

"Think about the family annihilation case seven years ago. Even if Ye Xingguo had some suspicions, what could he do? He still couldn't stop us from making big money."

Chen Wenxiong took a sip of tea. What he said made sense. Thinking back to his youth, he dared to do anything. Now that he's older, he's become more and more timid. If he were ten years younger, he would have killed a hothead like Qi Tongwei who couldn't tell the difference between kings and queens long ago.

But now the situation is beyond our control. When we had nothing, all we could do was risk our lives. Fortune favors the bold, and now that we have everything, who would be willing to die?

"Fifth brother, think about your second brother, Zhihu, Wenru, some are dead, some have been framed. Your eldest brother really doesn't want to see anything happen to my family again."

Speaking of this, Chen Wensheng's anger flared even more. It was all that bastard Qi Tongwei's fault. Even tearing him to pieces and skinning him alive wouldn't be enough to vent his hatred.

"Brother, once I get this shipment sorted, I'll spend the most expensive money to hire the world's best assassin to kill that bastard Qi Tongwei and avenge them."

The die was cast; if they didn't sell the drugs they produced, the losses would be astronomical.

Chen Wenxiong gritted his teeth. "Fifth brother, let's stop here once this batch of goods is sold. We can't afford to take any more chances."

With the real estate market not yet booming and the financial sector still immature, selling drugs is an extremely profitable business, so Chen Wensheng is unwilling to give it up.

"Brother, we have money and connections, what's there to be afraid of? But before I promise you I'll kill that bastard Qi Tongwei, I can temporarily stop doing business in Tianhe City, but I can't give up the entire eastern Guangdong market."

Chen Wenxiong's biggest worry right now is people like Qi Tongwei, who recklessly charge forward without regard for their own lives, but are nothing more than a knife in the hands of powerful figures.

Young people are full of energy and think they are upholding fairness and justice, but they are nothing more than dogs who don't understand the rules of society.

To paraphrase Zhao Ruilong, where do all these corrupt officials come from? To put it bluntly, it's just your internal strife.

Of course, Qi Tongwei would definitely reply like this: What, can't accept defeat? I don't care about internal strife, I'll kill one and that's it, anyway, none of us are good people.

"Fifth brother, tell me, how much money do you want to make before you're willing to stop?"

Chen Wensheng laughed. If someone else had asked him that question, he would have thought he was a fool. Who would complain about having too much money?

"Brother, I have a dream: to become the richest man in China, just like Li Ka-shing in Hong Kong."

Chen Wenxiong was speechless. This drug lord wanted to be the richest man in the world. Did he think he was in Mexico? In China, that would be like asking for trouble.

"Fifth Brother, put away your unrealistic ideas. If you want to be a drug lord for life, then go to the Golden Triangle. Whether you live or die is up to fate."

Chen Wensheng certainly didn't want to go to the Golden Triangle, a desolate place rife with warlord conflicts. After all, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake, and besides, it wasn't like he couldn't make it in China.

"Brother, don't be angry. I was just saying it casually, just kidding."

Chen Wenxiong was in no mood for jokes. He had been feeling uneasy these past few days, with a persistent feeling that something bad was about to happen.

"Fifth brother, you don't have to change careers if you don't want to, but if you continue working in China, you'll run into trouble sooner or later. It's better to go directly to Southeast Asia. On the one hand, you'll have more options, and on the other hand, we'll have more opportunities to make money, one inside and one outside."

Chen Wensheng somewhat agreed with this suggestion. If trafficking a few dozen grams of drugs in China would result in execution, then he would have to be bombarded a thousand times.

"Brother, I'll go to Southeast Asia for an on-site inspection after some time."

Chen Wenxiong finally breathed a sigh of relief, letting his younger brother go abroad to avoid the limelight, since no one can have good luck forever.

"Fifth brother, I feel much more at ease knowing you think this way."

"Big brother, look at your gray hair, and your brothers and sisters have all grown up. You should worry less about them."

Chen Wenxiong was gratified, but also a little regretful, realizing he shouldn't have gotten involved with drugs back then.

But I was so afraid of being poor when I was young that all I could think about was money, and nothing could stop me.

Late at night, Yunfeng Temple finally saw some activity as two trucks marked "vegetable transport" drove up the mountain.

With a loud slap, Qi Tongwei slapped himself hard across the face. "Damn it, there are so many dead mosquitoes."

Having waited so long, his intuition told him that something big was about to happen tonight.

"Hurry, hurry, be quiet!"

In the underground parking lot of Yunfeng Temple, Chen Damao, the security captain of Weiyuan Chemical Plant, was directing his underlings to quickly load the drugs. Very few people knew that the drugs were hidden in the temple, and they were all Chen Wensheng's confidants.

Suddenly, the cell phone rang; it was Chen Wensheng calling. "Da Mao, how's the situation now?"

"Brother Sheng, don't worry, everything is normal."

Inside the villa, Chen Wensheng smoked a cigar. He had never been so nervous about shipping as he was tonight. Damn it, it was all that bastard Qi Tongwei's fault. That son of a bitch, he was only making a few hundred yuan a month, why was he risking his life?

Be careful.

"Understood, Brother Sheng."

Chen Damao was quite excited. He hadn't been able to sell anything for a long time, and his money was almost gone, not even enough for his eating, drinking, gambling and whoring.

About an hour later, two trucks emerged from Yunfeng Temple one after the other. Chen Damao sat in the first truck, happily smoking, fantasizing about completing the transaction as soon as possible and going to the casino to dominate the market the next day.

At a sharp bend on the way down the mountain, the truck suddenly slowed down. Qi Tongwei seized the opportunity and jumped under the truck. With Chen Damao escorting the truck tonight, it looks like I'm going to make a name for myself again.

Chen Wensheng had tested the waters several times with these two trucks, each time carrying real vegetables and pork, thinking he was very clever. Unfortunately, he ran into Qi Tongwei, a cheat.