I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 102 It's called Godfather
month end.

Association meetings.

Heichai stood in front of the incense table, holding three sticks of incense, and bowed three times: "Second Master Guan, please bless Brother Yihai, and come back with victory."

"Huh." Outside the window, a gust of breeze blows into the eaves.

Heichai inserted the three sticks of incense into the passageway, turned to face the long table, dressed in a majestic black shirt, and asked solemnly: "Brothers, have you chosen a good person?"

Yuanbao, fire dragon, beautiful sister, prince...

Among the ten heroes of Yihai, nine are in line.

Holding the teacup, Yuan Bao was tall and straight, with a fierce look on his face: "Aki!!!"

Fat guy Ji was wearing a jacket, with a belly sticking out, he took a step forward confidently, clasped his fists in both hands, bowed and shouted: "Yihai Mong Kok, at the entrance of Kangle Street, Sijiu boy Fatty Ji begged for his life, and is willing to fight for the society! "

"Grandfather, please agree!!!"

"At the gate of Guanghua Street in Mong Kok, Yihai, the Straw Shoes Da Jing is willing to carry the flag for Yihai, Grandpa!" With a clatter, a young boy behind the fire dragon stepped forward with his fists in his hands, while the fire dragon sat upright without changing his face. Sitting on the chair, he lowered his head and drank tea lightly.

"Yihai Club [-]th Li Cheng, Straw Sandal D Boy, [-]th Ah Chen..." The five boys standing in the corner of the door, with excited expressions and bright eyes, took a step forward and shouted loudly.

These five people are the little bosses of their respective churches, horse boys, people with beautiful sisters, people who belong to the king of horses, and people who belong to landlords.

The gangsters under him all dreamed of getting ahead, and there was a chance to be a leader in the club, no matter how sure it was, if someone wanted to fight for their lives, they should let the gangsters try, anyway, it's not the big bosses who are desperate.

If you prevent the horse boys from taking the position, the horse boys will hate you. If you are lucky, one or two talents will be killed, and it will be a leak for their respective bosses.

For Yuan Bao, Huolong sent the top horse next to him. Obviously, he will give strong support and try to let his subordinates win the Tsim Sha Tsui site, so as to expand their power.

Although the first horse sat on the same level as them on the surface, but the hall in Tsim Sha Tsui has just opened, and it needs money and people to support it. How can it be possible to leave the old boss?

Moreover, the more talents a big boss cultivates, the greater the chance of becoming a boss in the future, and the more money he can find...

Ma Wang, Miss Mei, and Brother Landlord turned their heads to look at A Bin.

Abin sat on the chair, shrugged his shoulders, picked up the tea cup indifferently, lowered his head and took a sip: "Sip."

“Tea is good.”

He put down the teacup.

"Yihai red stick Feilin please fight! Grandpa, I want to contribute to the club!" Feilin was wearing a white shirt and a brown jacket, with a flash of determination on his handsome cheeks, and took a step beside Heichai: "Crack! "

"Grandfather, please give me a chance!" He said firmly.

Ma Wang, Miss Mei, and the landlord's expressions all changed suddenly!

This time, among the people who are going to stand up and carry the flag in Yihai Society, it is not that they don't have big bottoms, but they don't have red sticks!
Fei Lin stepped forward and became the only red stick of the flag bearer, and he was a red stick who followed Grandpa all the year round and was supported by Grandpa...

Ma Wang, Mei Jie and the others thought that the prince would definitely choose Da Bo Hao to be the horse, and they had already thought of many ways to deal with Ah Hao, but now the person who appeared was Fei Lin, and the methods they had prepared were not very convenient.

After all, Fei Lin belongs to Grandpa.

Yuan Bao glanced at Prince Bin who was sitting on the seat.

Standing in front of the incense table, Heichai held the faucet stick and nodded slightly: "Okay, the company matters, brothers strive to be the first, grandpa is very happy to see it."

"Grandpa said that everyone has the opportunity to be the head of the club. Whoever can win the seafood business in Tsim Sha Tsui first and help Yi Hai to make money in Tsim Sha Tsui, I will be the first to praise him as the leader of Tsim Sha Tsui, let him Be one of the ten heroes of Yihai!"

"That position!" Heichai glanced at the vacant seat on the long table: "The capable ones occupy it!"

"Thank you grandpa!"

Fei Lin, Da Jing, D Zai, and Fat Guy Ji did a big job, four or nine, all bowed to thank each other.

When they raised their heads and looked at the vacant seats of Yihai Ten Heroes, they all had greedy eyes and hot hearts.

In the arena, no man can refuse fame, status, and money. No man's life is more important than fame, status, and money.
One of the Ten Heroes of Yihai,

Always have to step on the corpse to sit up.

.......
After the meeting.

Ma Wang found Zhang Guobin, and asked with a smile: "Prince, my grandfather allocated you two streets in Tsim Sha Tsui last time, and I made a special trip to keep you here. Can you explain why your people were not allowed to enter Tsim Sha Tsui?"

"I think Grandpa is very optimistic about you."

Zhang Guobin smiled: "Brother Ma Wang really likes to talk and joke. Grandpa lets you see through what he does. How can Grandpa be a sitter?"

"The three streets in Tsim Sha Tsui, the association is in charge of you and me. If you want you to hand it over, how can you still say NO? Don't be kidding, brother Ma Wang, the position of holding the handle in Tsim Sha Tsui is hot. You want to fight for it yourself. If you can explain it, send a forty-nine boy."

Zhang Guobin glanced at Ma Wang's [-] D boy.

D boy has slender cheeks and a tall figure. He is wearing a black tight-fitting shirt with the cuffs rolled up, and a gold chain hangs around his neck.

Ma Wang sneered and said, "I thought you would send boxing champion Hao on the field, how majestic are the four kings of Yau Ma Tei! Ah Hao took down Tsim Sha Tsui, and I will eat with you too. Who would be willing to hand over the territory in his hand. "

"Don't underestimate D-boy." He patted D-boy on the shoulder and encouraged him: "My D-boy is very fierce!"

Zhang Guobin nodded.

"OKOK, if you want to fight, go for it. Don't pay attention to Ah Hao. Ah Hao is a white paper fan from Yau Ma Tei. He counts money every day until his hands get cramps. Tell me to go fight and kill when you have time."

"Things that you can see, others can't see? Push me, Ah Hao, into the fire pit, and give D boy more red envelopes." Zhang Guobin laughed twice, got into the Mercedes, and drove away.

Ma Wang watched the vehicle go away with deep eyes.

"D boy."

"Be careful this time."

He preached aloud.

He was able to sit in the position of Yihai Ten Heroes. He was a strong man in the Jianghu back then. It is impossible that he did not have a few brothers who could fight. He was really determined to win Tsim Sha Tsui in his heart.

After all, he has a street in Tsim Sha Tsui in his hands, and it is impossible for him to be willing to hand over the street business like Prince Bin.

During this period, Zhang Guobin and Ma Wang, on behalf of Yihai Society, developed the three streets of Austin Road, Shanlin Road, and Jueshi Road. Zhang Guobin opened three clothing stores and retail stores and two sneaker shops on Austin Road and Shanlin Road. There are four tea restaurants and a number of gambling stalls. The business is still booming. They can pay back their capital in two months and make a profit in the third month.

However, Ma Wang made a big move into Tsim Sha Tsui, rented five floors of a building on Jue Shi Road, opened [-] rooms in the building, and attracted a large number of beautiful girls and grooms to compete with Qixing Datao on Jue Shi Road. He wanted to grab all the beautiful girls from Qixing, and then all the guests from Qixing.

Hearing Ma Wang's reminder, D Zai didn't take it seriously, he just nodded.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Honggu Feilin drove to Temple Street, the old tenement building, and rang the doorbell of the tenement building. Da Bohao went downstairs to open the iron door for him, and invited him to enter the building. He took him all the way to the living room on the third floor. The state guest was sitting on the sofa, leaning against the sofa, gently stroking a black kitten.

Fei Lin entered the living room of the tenement building and saw Zhang Guobin holding the kitten, stroking the back and smoothing the hair, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

"Brother Prince." Fei Linchu shouted in front of the sofa.

"Ten Heroes of Yihai, Brother Feilin is here?" Zhang Guobin joked while hugging the cat.

Fei Lin's pretty face blushed: "Brother Prince, I haven't taken the position of Yihai Ten Heroes yet..."

Zhang Guobin shook his head, with a face full of disapproval: "The moment you stand up to fight, you are one of the ten heroes of Yihai, because you have my support. Do you still think there is something wrong with what I, Abin, say?"

"No, Brother Prince." Fei Lin hesitated.

"Don't call me Prince, just call me Brother Bing." Zhang Guobin looked at him with a smile on his face, his pupils sparkling, "I've come to chat in the tenement building, that's my own person, don't make too much of it."

"In addition, if you come to chat with me, you must have something to help me. If you need help, you can just talk to Ah Hao. I told Ah Hao that I will support you, and Ah Hao will fully support you."

"I understand, Brother Bin." Fei Lin took a deep breath. He couldn't do without Zhang Guobin's support now, and since he accepted Zhang Guobin's friendship, he obviously had to give Zhang Guobin a return.

At the very least, the business of Zhang Guobin's two streets cannot be moved, and next, Fei Lin must fully support Abin's business in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Of course, according to Grandpa's wishes, the businesses that have been developed in the three streets should be left to the prince and Ma Wang.After all, the two of them have established the foundation of San Tiao Street in Tsim Sha Tsui, and it is impossible not to give any profit.When a club steps into a new block, the initial preparation is very complicated. The road must be paved step by step, otherwise it will only be smashed into the head.

Zhang Guobin, Ma Wang has also done his best for Tsim Sha Tsui. The new trick in Tsim Sha Tsui is to save face for his predecessors. Now that Feilin has received Zhang Guobin's usury, he can only pay double in the future.

"If you understand, you don't need to talk about that with me. Would you like some sugar water?" Zhang Guobin was wearing a black suit, leaning on the sofa, with a black cat squatting on his black trouser legs. Rubbing her cheeks, making her small eyes crooked, she said with a smile, "I hope you're so nervous, drink a glass of sugar water and relax. Now you're a boss, not a kid."

"No need, Brother Bin. I have been with Grandpa for so many years. I am used to life and death. Do you think I would be afraid of a plantain?" The seafood stall in Tsim Sha Tsui was taken over by Shenghe Qixing's plantain.
Fei Lin twitched his cheek slightly, and there was no fear in his eyes.

Zhang Guobin nodded, it seemed that the Shenghe Qixing brand really couldn't bluff people.

He raised his hand and patted the cat's round head. The kitten was in pain, and lowered its head aggrieved.

Fei Lin was the same as Da Bohao before, staring at the cat, looking at it and asking: "Brother Bin, when did you have a cat at home?"

Zhang Guobin leaned on the sofa, lit a cigar, and shook his head helplessly: "My girlfriend likes to pretend to be a Bodhisattva, and I picked up a stray cat in the theater, and later found that it loves me more, so I just kept it in the tenement building."

"Because I bought catnip for it..." Zhang Guobin was confident.

Fei Lin didn't understand what catnip was, so he just nodded and asked, "What's the name of this cat?"

He felt that he would see this cat less in the future.

Zhang Guobin shook his hands, spanked the cat's butt, and turned to look at him: "Godfather!"

"The one who baptizes believers, Godfather!"

(End of this chapter)