Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 863: The filth hidden in the splendor

After noon, a station wagon drove up to the front of the villa. Han Cheng got out and walked quickly into the living room. He looked inside and saw that Ling's mother was tidying up the living room. She must have just finished lunch not long ago.

According to his experience, Han Kuang would take a short nap at this time.

He walked in and asked, "Mother Ling, where are my two cousins ​​living?"

Ling's mother called out "Young Master", and then said, "The two cousin young masters, Young Master Chen lives in the guest room in the southeast corner of the second floor, and Young Master Nian is next to him."

As he was speaking, a voice suddenly came from above.

"You still know how to come back?"

Han Cheng looked up and saw Yu Jie coming down the stairs. He quickly approached her with a smile and said, "Mom, don't I still have a lot of things to do?"

Yu Jie grabbed his ear and said, "You're so busy, so busy that you didn't even go home for the New Year?"

Han Cheng sighed a few times, "Mom, no, no, no, didn't you say that my aunt and cousin are here? Please save some face for me."

Yu Jie said angrily, "You still know how to save some face for yourself? Let me tell you, your two cousins ​​are much more successful than you, especially Xiao Chuan, who is now a senior official in the central city of Jibei Road."

"Oh? A high-ranking official?" Han Cheng's eyes lit up and he became interested. "How high-ranking? Which department? What's his position?"

Yu Jie looked at him suspiciously for a few times, "What do you want to do now?"

"I'm not doing anything. It's normal for me to know my cousin, right? We've never met before. Isn't it normal for me to care about him?"

Yu Jie said earnestly, "Son, let me tell you, your cousin is different. Don't use your own tricks on your cousin."

Han Cheng nodded repeatedly: "I know, I know."

"You don't know, I'm telling you..."

As he was speaking, Han Kuang's voice came from above: "Auntie Ling, help me get the newspaper that I just put down there."

Ling's mother responded to the call.

Han Cheng was suddenly frightened and whispered, "Mom, don't tell Dad that I'm back yet." As he said that, he stuffed a small box into Yu Jie's hand.

"Mom, this is the skin care products I bought especially for you. I'll go upstairs first." With that said, Han Cheng ran towards another staircase.

Yu Jie watched him run away quickly and said angrily, "This child." She thought about it and still felt uneasy, so she took the newspaper from Ling's mother and said, "Ling's mother, let me take it up."

Han Cheng came to the second floor and walked to the end of the corridor. He saw that the door of the guest room was open. He looked around and saw two young men sitting in the living room with two cups of tea on the table. The sun was shining brightly outside and they seemed to be chatting about something.

He recognized one of them as Nian Qian, because he had been here a few years ago. Except for being a little stronger and darker, his appearance had not changed much. As for the other one...

He glanced over, and the latter was also looking over. For some reason, as soon as he met his eyes, he began to feel a little uneasy. He had already thought about how to approach and get close to him when he came up, but now he was just stuck there.

He coughed, smoothed his hair, and covered up the discomfort in his heart. He smiled, showing a row of neat white teeth, waved his hand, and said to the two of them: "Happy New Year, my two cousins. I am your cousin Han Cheng."

Chen Chuan took a look at this cousin. He should be 28 years old, but he looked younger. He was wearing a foreign dress from a famous brand. There were conspicuous implants on his face and the back of his hands, but they were more decorative than practical.

He could tell at a glance that if one didn't care about sanitary conditions, two street implant craftsmen could just remove it, but it was indeed enough to scare ordinary people at the bottom of society.

He greeted Nian Qian and Han Cheng. Han Cheng was very familiar. He walked in, pulled out a chair, sat down in front of the two of them, and then told them that they should treat this place as their home. If they wanted to buy anything or need help with anything, they could just tell him. As their cousin, he would definitely help in any way he could.

Chen Chuan could sense that what he said was not entirely polite, but surprisingly quite sincere, which meant he really meant it.

Nian Qian then said, "I heard from my uncle that you are doing business now, cousin? What kind of business?"

"My father said my business is not up to par, but I don't think so. How should I put it..."

Han Cheng tapped his palms twice with his sunglasses and said:
"There are many people in the central city who need some banned drugs, but the amount of these drugs that can be put on the market each year is limited. What I do is to arrange personnel, build connections, and be responsible for delivering these drugs to the city and the black market to meet the needs of those people."

Nian Qian looked at him and said, "My cousin is really brave. You dare to do business in contraband?"

Han Cheng said hi and waved his hand, "What do you mean it's illegal? It's just a monopoly business of a group of people above. I just picked up a little bit of what they missed. Is this too much?"

Nian Qian said, "Cousin, aren't you afraid that those people will cause you trouble?"

"Hey, there are so many people doing this business, big and small. One more person like me won't make much difference. If they can make a living, so can I. Of course, this is just my stepping stone. Once I expand my network and channels, I can do even bigger business."

"Big business? How big? Selling arms?"

"Selling arms... Actually, there are some, but..." Han Cheng moved forward a little, "The old man is an honest man, there are people in the army who do this business, the old man's immediate superior, you know, Chief of Staff Bai, his expenses are very large.

In fact, they invited the old man, but he pretended not to understand, and then the relationship became distant.

He leaned back and spread his hands, "Because if you don't join them, you won't be considered one of their own."

Nian Qian was puzzled: "There is no major war in the country, so who can we sell arms to? Sell them abroad?" "Sell them to whoever needs them. There are some abroad, but the troops stationed there can't use much. If there is no war in the country, can't we sell them?"

Han Cheng knocked on the table with his sunglasses: "The resistance organization knows, right?"

Chen Chuan's eyes moved.

Nian Qian's expression immediately turned serious, "Resistance organization?"

"Don't be so surprised. This is not a secret. Tell those people above you. How can anyone live on this little bit of money?"

Han Cheng said nonchalantly: "Even if the garrison doesn't sell it, there are still other places that can ship arms here. So instead of giving it to others, it's better for the garrison to take over the business themselves."

Chen Chuan then asked: "Who is responsible for the transportation?"

Han Cheng looked at Chen Chuan and twisted his body unconsciously. Sitting in front of this cousin, he felt very uncomfortable just like sitting in front of those high-ranking officials and elders.

He said: "Of course it is the transportation company. Our Shannan Road is located in the heart of Dashun, with convenient transportation links. The largest transportation security company here is Lianwei Zhongyu. The Municipal Council is well-fed by them every year, and some of the military's transportation orders are also given to them. Their company headquarters is in our Shannan Road."

Chen Chuan picked up the tea and took a sip, "Lianwei Chongyu..."

Nian Qian frowned and asked, "Aren't you afraid of problems?"

"Problem? What's the problem? What could possibly go wrong? Haha, Chief of Staff Bai's henchman is the son-in-law of the deputy commander of the garrison." Han Cheng gave him a look and said, "Do you understand?"

Nian Qian frowned and said nothing.

Chen Chuan recalled Chief of Staff Bai who came to pick him up yesterday, and the handsome staff officer beside him, and seemed to be thinking about something.

"People have to live for themselves. I've worked hard for half my life and gained nothing. Look at others. They eat and drink well, their children are sent to elite schools, and they have the most advanced technology implants in the world. All they need to do is put their name on the company and they don't have to do anything. They can just lie down and enjoy themselves."

Han Cheng said: "I don't have such a good life, so I can only fight for it myself. But I don't blame the old man. I have seen the lower class people. I live better than 99% of the people in the city. I take what the old man gives me, and I will find ways to earn what the old man doesn't give me."

Chen Chuan said: "Cousin, no one has looked for you?"

"Yes, of course you want to drag me into this," Han Cheng said, "but who am I? You're here for the old man, aren't you?
Although the old man is a bit old-fashioned, you have to listen to what he says. There is no such thing as good things falling from the sky. If it happens, it must be because he wants to get more from you.

I don't want to get involved in their business. I won't get involved in anything, but will be used as cannon fodder and cause trouble for my family. Is it worth it for me?"

Chen Chuan nodded slightly, thinking that although this cousin looked a little off, he was actually very clear-headed. He would make minor mistakes at most, but would never make any big mistakes.

Nian Qian then said, "Cousin, it seems you are afraid too."

"Hey, I'm a timid person. I'm just doing a small business. Even if it doesn't work out, I can always turn around. How about this? My business has just opened. Are you interested in participating in it?"

Han Cheng looked at Chen Chuan and said, "Cousin, you are in Jibei Road, right? My business is not yet able to reach there, but if there is anything difficult to handle, you can send it to me for processing."

Chen Chuan smiled and said, "Cousin, do you have something to say?"

"Oh, I see." Han Cheng rubbed his hands embarrassedly, "I just organized a team to transport a batch of goods into the city. There was martial law before, and they were detained because of loopholes in their identities.

So I was thinking, cousin, since you are from Jibei Province, and mom said you are a high-ranking official, can you arrange a Jibei Province identity for them, so that they can get the people out? Don't worry, I know the rules, and I will not lose a cent of what I should give you afterwards."

Chen Chuan asked, "How long has it been?"

"Just this morning."

Chen Chuan said calmly, "Then there's no need for me to come forward. Cousin, go make another phone call and ask. They should have been released by now."

Han Cheng was stunned, "Oh, okay." He was not sure where his cousin's confidence came from, but he instinctively felt that he could be trusted?

He was still worried about something, so he chatted for a few more sentences and then left. Then he immediately called his people, and the call went through almost as soon as he dialed.

An excited voice came from there: "Mr. Han, the people at the checkpoint just released us."

"Released? You are out?" Han Cheng's voice unconsciously raised a little.

"Yes, we came out an hour ago and delivered the goods. The customer is very satisfied. Especially today, the city is under strict inspection and there are guards all over the road. We are the only one who delivered the goods. Sir, it has to be you..."

"Uh-huh……"

After Han Cheng ended the call, his expression became serious. He felt something was wrong. From what he heard on the phone, it seemed that all the armed security personnel in the city had turned a blind eye to his delivery team this time. This was definitely not because of his face. Not to mention him, even if his father Han Kuang came forward, he wouldn't have that much face.

Recalling what Chen Chuan had just said to him, he couldn't help but wonder: "Who is this cousin of mine?"

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(End of this chapter)