Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 69 The Society
Lao An didn't sleep all night, and after ten o'clock, he had sorted out a form and gave it to Guan Luoyang.

In the living room, Guan Luoyang put down the book and took a look at the form. It was indeed concise enough that even a layman like him could understand it.

"The biggest income is usury, followed by selling fans, collecting protection fees, and investing in movies, which is the only serious thing, but the least earning?"

Lao An nodded: "Singapore and Malaysia's film industry is not very prosperous in the first place. It is incomparable with Hong Kong. Yan Xiong and the others did not invest much money in this area, and some even lost money. The summed up profits Naturally the least."

Guan Luoyang said: "Then, with the current foundation of the gang, throwing away the previous items, what do you think is the best job to switch to?"

Lao An had already been mentally prepared, and persuaded him: "Actually, you don't need to throw away all the previous items, just sell fans. If you don't like it, the people who were in charge of this aspect are dead, so let's stop it. But usury Well, the money has already been released, at most we will press them to repay the debt at normal interest. There is also a protection fee..."

"The protection fee cannot be ignored."

Xiao Jiang sat up from the sofa, wiped her mouth, and interjected, "Brother Luo, you don't know, our group originally relied on collecting protection fees, watching the scene, and drawing some money from here, and after two days It’s the day when the money will be collected this month, and we’re all looking forward to it.”

Guan Luoyang glanced at him angrily, and said sternly: "Aren't you a college student, the family is really reduced to relying on you to come out and make a living by making a living out of this kind of side job?"

Xiao Jiang's face was a bit embarrassed: "The old man didn't have much money, his salary was in vain, and he didn't care about me..."

Lao An said: "Actually, the protection fee is not just for the livelihood of the brothers. Those people paid the money, and we really want to provide protection. Otherwise, the thorny rogues in other gangs will still want to rob them." For the site, you will be charged additional money."

"Yeah, usually if they encounter any difficulties in their store, our brothers will go up first to settle the matter."

Xiao Jiang patted her chest, "I just helped smoke a few outlanders who ate the overlord's meal and were full of x. They are very imposing."

Guan Luoyang thought for a while: "Then let's keep this item for now, but we have to change the title. Since what we do is security work, we should be a security guard."

Xiao Jiang was puzzled and said: "The security guards and the gatekeepers... all have to obey what they say, and they are ordered. How can they have the prestige of gang disciples?"

Lao An turned around and gave him a sideways glance: "What the boss says is what he says, just change the name."

Lao An turned around, "Actually speaking, Yan Xiong is gone, and our gang needs to change its name. Boss, what name do you think should be changed?"

Guan Luoyang was thinking about it when Lao An's cell phone rang.

These days, he uses a mobile phone with a slide cover. In addition to answering calls and sending text messages, he also has the functions of listening to music and taking pictures.

After answering the phone, Lao An said a few words, and said to Guan Luoyang: "They have already transported the body to the patrol team, and they have gone through the formalities. They say it has been more than ten hours. I would like to invite you to the Hongyi food stall together. Gather there."

It was also time for lunch, so Guan Luoyang nodded, locked the door, and went by car.

Xinma port is densely populated, and the road is quite lively during the day. Because of the hot weather, the men and women on the street basically wear short sleeves, and their skin color is also full of sunshine all year round.

There are green belts and sidewalks on both sides of the road, and then there are various restaurants, tobacco shops, grocery stores, barber shops, and foot-washing shops. Large-character signboards are placed on the roof or vertically in front of the door. Colorful light bulbs.

Lao An drove a little slower, Guan Luoyang glanced out the window, it was really all Chinese faces, and all the signboards were also in Chinese characters.

Halfway through, Guan Luoyang said that he wanted a haircut.

"Then go to Sister Wang's, it's fast and good."

Lao An recommended a family and parked the car.

In a small shop, there is a red, white and blue spiral roller in front of the door, which is the symbol of the barber shop.

There are only two seats at the entrance, two square mirrors, and the heads of hair models are pasted all over the wall. The heads of men are smaller and the heads of women are bigger. The clothes are generally very revealing.

Guan Luoyang went in and took a look, and felt that he could almost find hairstyles in seven colors, and the female models were basically European and American faces.

Ms. Wang, the owner of the barber shop, is about 30 years old. She looks average, but she is very good at dressing up. She wears a dark brown long-sleeved silk shirt, ripped jeans, orange hair with highlights, full lip gloss, and a smiling face to welcome customers.

"Hey, old Ann, which little brother is this..."

Lao An pulled her over and whispered a few words.

Sister Wang's face was slightly stiff, she stood up straighter, and said with a smile: "Brother Luo, which hairstyle do you like more?"

Guan Luoyang chose a style with short hair to the ears, and sat on the chair.

Sister Wang took a clothes drying rack, turned on the TV set that was fixed high in the room with an iron frame, and then took a comb and scissors to tidy Guan Luoyang's hair.

On the TV, the noon news is playing.

"It is reported that around [-]:[-] last night, there was a gang fight in the Jinli Hotel..."

"This morning, when a man was taking his girlfriend for a ride on a motorcycle, his girlfriend was accidentally robbed..."

"The last piece of news today is that the Allies of East Kaliman, the Triple Crown Champion of the Reformed Martial Arts Competition, Mr. Yandu, defeated the challenger from Berlin, Leopold XVII.

It is reported that the true spirit machine equipped by Leopold XVII is the latest model developed by the Berlin research laboratory last month, but in this challenge, he lost consciousness in only 5 minutes and could not regain consciousness.

Yandu, the three-time champion, once again proved his strength with facts, and this glory still follows him closely. Now let's take a look at the live report. "

Guan Luoyang turned his head slightly and looked at the TV screen.

On the TV, a strong man surrounded by more than a dozen microphones appeared. He was wearing a fiery red coat, his chest was exposed, and his long burnt yellow hair was slightly curled and draped over his broad shoulders.

"The latest model of true spirit machinery? Ha, true spirit machinery has never been the most important thing. In other words, within the next 100 years, mechanical technology will not be developed enough to become the main body of warriors."

The resolute face, which looks to be in its 40s, has large eyes and raised browbones, slowly pulling the muscles of the cheeks, showing a cruel smile.

"I won only because I am Yandu."

At the end of the noon news, Yandu's smile was frozen on the screen, and the list of news producers began to scroll.

Lao An came over, bent down and leaned close to Guan Luoyang, and said, "This Yandu is a black and white boss. I heard that his main business is underground black boxing, and this business is quite profitable..."

Guan Luoyang was thoughtful, after the hair was cut, he washed his hair, and went to buy a set of casual clothes in a refreshed body.

When he arrived at the food stall, Guan Luoyang walked to the seat specially left by the group of people, looked around, took a bottle of beer, and cut off the neck of the bottle with his palm.

"I'm not good at speech, so I just get straight to the point when I have something to say, since you guys called me over, you must have recognized me as the leader, and I will lead you to do things in the future.

The original rules, I am going to make major changes, maybe your income will drop sharply, and you will be more restricted in doing things. I can guarantee only one thing, as long as you don’t violate my rules, then you will be punished by others in the future. If you find fault, I will help you. "

The food stall became quiet, and there were people coming and going outside, some people would look this way, and the brothers who were waiting for their new boss here looked at each other in blank dismay.

As long as you are the boss, even if you have no foundation, you still have to show your face. How can you say that you will be subject to more rules and less money on the first day of taking office?

Lao An wanted to persuade him, but he just looked at Shangguan Luoyang out of the corner of his eye, and his heart suddenly trembled, hesitating.

He has been aggrieved for so many years, and finally waited for a chance to be in the top position. Why does this boss not follow the routine? What if these people really...

Guan Luoyang ignored all eyes and raised the broken wine bottle in his hand, "If you don't want to accept it, you can go now, if you are willing to accept it, raise your glass with me."

The cut glass is as flat as it has been polished, and everyone can see the cut.

I don't know who got up first.

In just two or three seconds, there was the sound of stools moving everywhere, and everyone stood up and raised their glasses together.

"Listen to the boss" "absolutely no complaints"...

For a new face like Guan Luoyang who had no sense of existence before, it would be ridiculous to talk about friendship with these people, but in the fight more than ten hours ago, there was the only figure standing among the dead bodies at the end.

That scene, the twenty or so people present, will never forget it.

I can't tell whether it's awe, envy, fear, worry, or some random thoughts deep in my heart, but people are creatures of the atmosphere. Seeing everyone standing up, they now feel that their blood is boiling and drinking The movements are more violent than one.

Glasses of wine were drained.

Guan Luoyang also downed the bottle of beer.

What he said just now is not good for him at all, but he just likes to speak clearly and do things clearly.

The empty beer bottle was thrown on the table casually, and rolled out with a grunt, hitting the plate with the food.

Ding!
"Let's talk about the first thing first. From now on, we are not gang members, but a dynamic social group. Don't call it the Steel Wrist Gang anymore. Change the name and call it..."

Guan Luoyang thought about it casually, and the name he had seen in a novel a long time ago flashed by.

"It's called the Shenzhou Jieyi Society."

　This chapter is for the addition of the leader of Morrowind Bell. There were two leaders yesterday, and the addition of the other will be tomorrow.

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