Chapter 428
Therefore, the big scene of the old and the young is useless to Jing Xiaoqiang.

Similar to the din of gongs and drums before, this ancestral hall in Chinatown is also very lively.

In the main room with a courtyard and a wing room pattern, it is full of curtains, plaques, and tablets, and the incense is lingering and unpredictable.

Brother Long looked left and right, a little bit of an adventure and treasure hunt, and tiptoed into the big cave of Kaizhimamen.

Jing Xiaoqiang is all about watching the show.

I walked in frankly, neither burning incense and saluting, nor sightseeing as souvenirs, but just entering and greeting people with clasped hands and a smile: "Healthy body, Gong Xi Fa Cai..."

It's safest to say that.

Regarding the red tape of Chinatown, there has long been gossip around.

In the early days, Tongmenghui was a hall under the Hongmen, and only then did it have an organizational structure.

The great gentleman also obtained the position of hall master under this grand door. Only with the head of the eight classics of anti-Qing and restoring Ming can he vigorously promote revolution in all fields.

This is called jurisprudence.

Just like Liu Xuande who weaves straw sandals, he must be said to be the emperor's uncle of the Han Dynasty in order to attract the hearts of all parties to follow, the reason is the same.

Even if it is put into modern society, if a country wants to hit someone, it must find a legally justified ins and outs, no matter if it is from ancient times or a bottle of washing powder, it is the same.

But those who dare to call a deer a horse must be a strong man, I said yes, that's it.

And those who must stick to the old rules are probably a little weak.

Only when you can't beat it will you emphasize the old rules.

For example, in the rules of Chinatown, Jing Xiaoqiang has long heard that there are boys from the Mainland, and after reading a few books and learning some crooked ways, he dares to come here to reminisce about the past and talk about the show.

Little do they know that it is a serious crime for an outsider to pretend to be an insider.

Those superficial gestures and tea formations, as long as they are done twice, and if they ask about the inheritance, they will know if it is an empty space, and they may disappear directly.

Because of this kind of gang, I am most afraid of the FBI coming undercover.

So don't pretend to be an insider.

And it is very clear to reject the behavior of any gang clan, for example, after people warmly shake hands and hug him, they will naturally guide them to burn incense and bow to the tablet next to them.

He also introduced that this is Uncle Cheng, Uncle Cheng's father, the most powerful person in the family, so Jing Xiaoqiang should be called Grandpa.

Is it okay to come and kowtow to grandpa to burn incense sticks?

Get the futons ready.

Looking at the old photo frame, the black-and-white and brown dress with a moustache, was so smoked that it looked like a Bodhisattva.

Jing Xiaoqiang said no, he smiled and waved his hands: "Girlfriend! It's just a girlfriend. Everyone understands that the mainland does not allow the identity of a wife or concubine, so it is impossible for me to take the identity of a son-in-law here."

This was absolutely beyond the expectations of everyone present.

Several elderly people standing at the Eight Immortals table frowned!
Brother Long was also surprised, he didn't expect Jing Xiaoqiang to be related to such a thing.

What is even more surprising is how dare to say no to this situation.

Also cleared up.

According to the concept of HK, gangs, especially gangs of this level, obey whatever they ask for.

But in Jing Xiaoqiang's case, no matter how big a gang is, it is a scum in front of governments like Citigroup and the mainland.

He didn't take it seriously at all. He was never afraid of gangs in his previous life, right? We Xinxiang people are law-abiding, especially as a special secretary of the trade union, we have dealt with various gangs a lot.

The essence of this paper tiger is very clear.

The attitude and expression are all smiling and relaxed.

Conversely, his calmness also makes people feel that he has confidence.

It's not like turning your face right away, only an old man said: "Then we have invested nearly ten million dollars in you and spit it out. If you don't join us, you won't be able to gain trust. Is this reasonable?"

Jing Xiaoqiang still smiled and cupped his hands: "First of all, the money was not invested in me, but in Jingcheng Real Estate Company. The money has been turned into reinforced concrete and is being developed in Shanghai. I don't know how you and Auntie Cheng negotiated the return, but Since you are willing to pay, you must be looking at the return, which is a big return, and every dollar you invest in the construction of mainland China will return you more than ten times in the future."

Of course, what he said is a chicken thief, and ten times the house price in 20 years is also right.

Brother Long had completely put away his expression, and stood beside him listening seriously.

He may not be able to read books and newspapers, but he is too smart to read words and listen to the law.

But the old man still shook his head: "No, the root of the problem is that we don't trust you anymore. No one can stay out of this relationship, because no matter how great the interests are, if there is no endorsement guarantee, it will be nothing."

Jing Xiaoqiang showed a helpless expression: "Everyone, this is Xinxiang, people who respect the law, and every item of income from the shares of real estate companies is guaranteed by law. I know that you regard this rule as more important than the law. You can gather parties and associations to make money." Rules are often the way to keep warm when the social order is chaotic. This will soon be the 21st century, can we follow the law?"

Almost everyone around laughed.

What Jing Xiaoqiang said was a little childish.

You stand at the entrance of the gang hall and tell everyone whether it is good for us to teach the law.

This is like standing in front of a superpower and asking whether we are good at international law.

In his previous life, Jing Xiaoqiang also took the road of trade unions to fight against gangs. He instinctively believed in this way of following legal procedures. The fact is that trade unions are the most powerful associations under the Citi system. Cleaned up obediently.

But he had never been in a gang, never been a dwarf mule, so he didn't know this kind of lawless mentality.

The old man saw it poorly: "The single-plank and small bridges on Yangguan Avenue are placed in front of you. If you can't do it, you will refund the money. It is the hard-earned money we were born and died. We won't listen to your hype, so we will refund the money immediately. Otherwise, you won’t be safe in this Broadway show..."

He still held his temper: "You can talk to Auntie Cheng about this matter, I didn't take any money from you..."

This is the truth he understood a long time ago, there is no soft rice that is delicious.

The more relaxed and beautiful it looks, the easier it is to have traps behind it.

So when he saw the greeting post, he didn't think it was an easy thing.

That's why I didn't bring the little fox to see the world.

The other party didn't talk about these rules at all: "Then we don't care, I am the eldest grandson of the house, so I have the responsibility to ensure that the interests of the entire family and clan are not affected, and the rules will not be broken!"

As he spoke, he still pointed to the futon.

It means that as long as Jing Xiaoqiang kneels down and finishes the ceremony, this matter will pass easily.

Jing Xiaoqiang's heart was full of oops, it's like this again.

He knew that the other party insisted on dragging him into the group. Whether it was the stereotypes or bad habits or different opinions among them, they needed an identity to speak out.

He doesn't even want military registration from Mother Lu, but he still wants this kind of crooked melon and cracked dates?

Moreover, Jing Xiaoqiang subconsciously dislikes this tradition of Chinese infighting.

Lao Tzu brought a musical troupe to Broadway, is it to make money?
This is to expand the artistic influence of the Chinese. In the long run, it will allow Europe and the United States to better understand traditional Chinese culture. The status of domestic musicals can also do a lot of things. In the short term, it will directly benefit the rise of the reputation of Chinatown and Chinese people around Broadway.

But you only focus on your own little things, and make troubles if you don't like it.

It's really out of order!

Looking at the yellowed photo on the memorial tablet, they must be so angry that their beards will stand up!
Hey, at this moment, Jing Xiaoqiang remembered something and smiled.

Turning to the old man: "You are the eldest grandson of the eldest house, the person who speaks?"

The other party nodded proudly: "That's right, you should call me uncle."

Jing Xiaoqiang suddenly smiled again: "Can I say a word to you alone, one sentence, just one sentence."

There were at least 30 to [-] people standing in the main room, and there were still many people crowded outside to watch the fun.

Jing Xiaoqiang's words, on the contrary, set the other party up, and snorted coldly: "We are brothers of the same family, there is something that we can't listen to together."

The others nodded in unison.

No one wants to be traded behind the scenes.

Jing Xiaoqiang couldn't help laughing: "Then I'll make a short story, that's right. Although we have our own house, we will go home with Yuling to have dinner every few days. What impresses me the most is that there is a restaurant in the old family's family. Two pictures, bigger than this..."

The entire ancestral hall was quiet, everyone was listening to Jing Xiaoqiang's description: "One is a group photo of the old man and Aunt Cheng with another couple 60 years ago..." When he said this, he was still imitating the pairings of Qing palace dramas. Surrounded by the sky.

But no one dared to laugh.

Then it was: "The other one is a group photo of Aunt Cheng who went to Pingjing to participate in the conference 40 years ago and took a group photo with the leaders. What do you mean by hanging these two photos there?"

That Uncle Cheng's cousin, he looks 70 or [-] years old, his complexion has changed!

Even the smoky and dim ancestral hall couldn't hide the change in his expression.

But Wuzi still insisted: "So what, we are a famous family, and we fought with Mr. Da, my father..."

Jing Xiaoqiang waited for him to tell the story of all the glory and glory of the family history.

Only then did he grasp the timing of the flattery: "You haven't seen Auntie Cheng for many years, why don't I immediately notify you to book a ticket and send her over to reunite with everyone?"

Thousands of horses!

Suddenly, the entire ancestral hall became so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.

Why do countless children who went out before liberation come back to participate in various tea parties after the 90s?

Because I came back early, and there are elders in the country.

For example, the grandson of the eldest son, regardless of whether your mother is still there, if you go back to China now, you have to pinch your nose and call me an old lady.

Those two photos showed the official identity of the old lady.

It doesn't matter whether she is an aunt or not in this family, when she has won national recognition.

Then you will automatically be promoted to the status of first wife and main wife.

In ancient times, this was called Madam Gaoming.

Isn't that what everyone's favorite rules and patriarchal clans are stipulated in?

Dare not to call?
Dare to disobey?

Then you broke the patriarchal clan and broke the rules, and everyone will not tolerate you.

Jing Xiaoqiang is holding Shang Fang's sword, believe it or not, I will airlift your aunt to Luke Luke.

(End of this chapter)

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