I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 151 Prince Yihai: Prince

"how come?"

Zhang Guobin chuckled and said, "Since the Wen Kam To incident last time, the anti-drug team, O Ji has killed Yihai Logistics, and the intelligence department is under a lot of pressure."

"Let me give you some news. Yuan Bao's horse car cannons are traded in Xin Lan Que Museum in Mong Kok all year round. In the Mingsheng Building behind Xin Lan Que Museum, there is a fan stall warehouse hidden."

"These places are all under the focus of the intelligence department. Be careful, be careful, be careful."

Wen Qiren stopped the pencil in his hand, straightened his waist, and swiped the pen to write down the names of two places.

"Thank you, sir."

"Now the police will definitely be watching closely."

Wen Qiren held the phone in his left hand and spoke in a serious tone.

"Ah."

"Do well."

Zhang Guobin hung up the phone with a "click", raised his head, and looked at Li Chenghao in front of him. Li Chenghao looked at his heart with his nose and nose. After a while, Fang raised his eyes to look at the rearview mirror, staring at Zhang Guobin in the mirror and shouted: "Boss, the police won't really want to deal with Yihai Logistics?"

"Ugh."

Zhang Guobin sighed: "Money is hard to earn, shit is hard to eat, life is hard!"

Wen Qiren walked out of the office, handed a piece of paper to his team members, tapped the table with his hand, and warned in a solemn voice: "Keep an eye on these two places for me!"

"If anything happens, let me know right away."

"Yes, sir!" The sheriff immediately got up and shouted in salute.

"Squeak." The Mercedes-Benz was parked in Mong Kok, at the bottom of an old photo studio.

Zhang Guobin opened the car door to get out of the car, raised his head, and looked at the window on the second floor, just in time to see a macaw with beautiful feathers and small eyes that was looking around all the time.

"Wangcai." Zhang Guobin shouted, the parrot lowered its head, looked at him, then raised its head again, ignoring him.

"This stinky bird is still very tempered." Zhang Guobin marveled, laughed twice, and walked into the Guangming photo studio. In the photo studio, Uncle Gen was standing behind the counter, wiping a photo frame with a towel.

He saw Zhang Guobin enter the door with the head horse, and greeted him very warmly: "Abin, Ahao, are you all right?"

"Uncle Gen, everything is fine." With a chuckle on his face, Zhang Guobin stopped in front of the counter and asked deliberately, "How are you? Uncle Gen."

"An old bone, it's still healthy." Uncle Gen kept wiping the photo frame, and said with a smile, "Go up, Grandpa is waiting for you for a meeting."

"I have something important to announce today."

"Well, I'll go upstairs first." Zhang Guobin nodded, said goodbye to Uncle Gen, and led Li Chenghao up the wooden ladder, but he was very vigilant in his heart.

This year, the overall development of Heyihai is stable and upward. There are good and bad in each hall, but the overall income is full. The last meeting before the end of the year, what important things will be announced?

This is definitely a big plan for the development of the club next year!
Heichai was standing in front of the window sill, wearing a black Tang suit, looking at the Mercedes-Benz below.

Su Youming wore a white shirt, waved a paper fan in his hand, and looked into the distance: "Brother Chai, are you in a hurry?"

"What are you in a hurry for?" Heichai smiled, grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds, shook his palms, handed them to the birdcage and said, "My grandchildren are all waiting for me to pee in San Francisco. Now we have settled the matter with Yihai Honghuo, if the situation changes in the future and we will be entangled in troubles, we will not be able to leave."

"Oh, I'm just afraid that the crown prince will be unwilling." Su Youming looked melancholy.

However, Heichai's complexion changed, and he said aloud: "From the first day he joined Heyihai, he was doomed to work for Yihai's brand!"

"It doesn't matter what he says about this matter, but what I say matters. No one can stop me from living up to my old age and enjoying family happiness!"

"Grandpa." Zhang Guobin happened to climb up to the attic and shouted at the entrance of the stairs. Heichai turned his head slightly, with a smile on his face: "Prince, it's so early."

"You sit first."

"Yes, Grandpa." Zhang Guobin walked to the seat, pulled out the chair, and sat on the wooden chair in a suit.

Heichai continued to tease the parrot, while Master Su stood beside Grandpa, shaking the paper fan gently, watching the scenery, the two of them were thinking about something, but when the big bottoms went up to the attic, they could only see Grandpa With the back of the palm counter, they called to sit in the hall for a lifetime according to the rules, and then came to the seats one by one to sit down, looked at each other, and vaguely felt that the atmosphere was not right.

Soon, Fei Lin sat down on the chair, the ten heroes of Yihai arrived, and the white paper fans of each hall stood behind the hall master, and the atmosphere in the attic was solemn.

Zhang Guobin glanced at Fei Lin on the opposite side with a questioning look in his eyes. Has there been any major incident between Tsim Sha Tsui Hall and Shenghe recently?
Fei Lin shook his head with doubts in his eyes, no, ordinary fights and killings, bloody fights in the rivers and lakes, a few corpses thrown into the sea have not yet surfaced, how could something big happen?
Heichai waited until the Yihai Ten Heroes were seated, put the melon seeds in his hand back on the plate, held the faucet stick in his hand, and led Master Su back to the long table.

Mr. Su folded his paper fan and stood beside the chair with his hands tied but did not sit down. Heichai walked past the grand teacher's chair, followed closely by everyone's eyes, and came to the incense table in front of him. The candles were lit, facing the plaques of the Three Greats and Five Patriarchs on the incense case, and slowly preached: "Since fifty-one years ago, the first generation of He Yihai, who was sitting in the hall, fled to Xiangjiang. Going ashore on Lingling, staying overnight in Sansheng Palace, worshiping Hehe Tu, and making a name for himself at the Kowloon Wharf with a sweat towel. Later, He He Tu split, and the first generation led seventy-three brothers in the hall, erecting the four-character name of Yihai Zanglong , at that moment, Yihai, the word Yi is in charge!"

"So far, He Yihai has been handed down to the thirteenth generation. Every generation sits in the hall and puts Yihai's plaque before life, and puts the jobs of Yihai brothers above glory and wealth."

"And counting from the previous three generations, none of them survived to a good end. Either they died in a vendetta, or they died under the gun of the police. The seventh generation died at the hands of their brothers, and there was also a shipwreck. Died of illness... Everyone says that sitting in the hall is the position of the three evil spirits, but there are tens of thousands of brothers, without sitting in the hall, how can Yihai be united?"

"When He Yihai was at its worst, there were only two streets in the New Territories left, with 75 people. Everyone said that Yihai was a sunset society, and it would collapse after [-] years. People from He Shenghe offered [-]. Wan, I want to buy the brand of Yihai Hidden Dragon, but that year, I became a member of the Yihai Club. In the second year, I fought for the club from the New Territories to Kowloon. I was arrested by the police [-] times. The club sold the studio to Inspector Zonghua released me on bail, and I didn’t take it back to the photo studio for the club until Inspector Zonghua escaped from Xiangjiang.”

The ten heroes of Yihai sat on the chairs one by one, with cigarettes between their fingertips, or cups of tea in their palms. They could not help but look more and more serious when they heard about the history of Yihai in detail.

Some people looked shocked, as if they had already guessed something.

Zhang Guobin raised his teacup and took a sip, his fingers trembling.

"Abin!" At this moment, Heichai suddenly called out a name.

Zhang Guobin swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, put down his teacup, and shouted in astonishment: "Grandfather."

"Shua!" Yuanbao, Huolong, Feilin, Meijie, Landlord and others all turned their eyes in unison, and all eyes in the arena were focused on Prince Bin.

"Come here and offer incense together." Heichai said calmly.

Zhang Guobin was dressed in a black suit and bright leather shoes. He was well-dressed and had a handsome figure. He stood up and stood in front of the chair, but his feet seemed to be under a fixed spell. His body was stiff and he dared not take half a step forward. .

"Boom!" Yuan Bao slammed his palm on the table in displeasure, and the smashed teacup jumped up. Li Chenghao stared at Yuan Bao sharply, and shouted: "What are you doing!"

Huolong, Meijie, Mawang, and the landlord all had different expressions, but Heichai had a firm tone, and shouted again very forcefully: "Prince Bin!"

"Come here and enjoy the incense together!"

"Gulu." Zhang Guobin swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and he was very nervous and excited, but there was one thought in his heart: "Don't use this stick of incense!"

"Will grandpa kill me?"

Heichai flicked his eyes, the eyes were full of warnings, Zhang Guobin took a very difficult step, step by step, walked to Heichai, and Heichai divided the incense sticks in his hand into three and handed them to Zhang Guobin. On the hand of the state guest, he said aloud: "Join me to offer incense to the three heroes and five ancestors, and to sit in the hall for generations. I hope that the martyrs will bless us and the brothers in Yihai to be safe and safe, and build a great cause together!"

Holding incense in both hands, Zhang Guobin stood beside Heichai, took a deep breath, and said aloud: "I hope the martyrs bless you and the Yihai brothers are safe and sound, and build a great cause together!"

The major events of the country lie in sacrifice and Rong.

Being able to burn incense together with sitting in the hall is itself a symbol of status and power.

Zhang Guobin, as one of the ten heroes of Yihai, did not have such qualifications before, but now that he is qualified, it means that his status is above the ten heroes of Yihai!

Crown Prince of Yihai!
The four major associations in Xiangjiang, Xinji is handed down from father to son, from son to grandson, from generation to generation, the number gang is elected every five years, the leader is voted, the big circle gang sits until death, and then changes after death, Heji is an association The uncle who sits in the hall is based on his merits and demerits, his reputation and strength, and he decides the candidates one year in advance, and the official re-election will be officially changed one year later.

All the rivers and lakes call the Hutchison method "Li Chu".

For example, in a country, the crown prince is established first, and then ascended to the throne.

Zhang Guobin held three pillars of incense in his hands, with a solemn expression, bowed three times very seriously, raised his head and inserted the three incense sticks into the copper stove on the table.

Heichai had already inserted the incense into the stove, stood sideways, looked at Zhang Guobin and preached: "In the past, Xiangjiang associations were formed to resist foreign aggression and protect themselves as alliances. Now, Xiangjiang associations are all for making money and striving for wealth. Some people say that the world has already changed, but the brand of Yihai Hidden Dragon will not fail for a day, and Yihai will always be righteous, putting rules and loyalty above life and wealth, and only in this way can Yihai go far."

"Today, the Yihai Society also follows the rules, and a group of uncles will personally select the crown prince. From tonight onwards, the crown prince will be the future seat of the Yihai Society! The prince of the whole Heyihai!"

"Do you know!" Heichai turned his head and asked the rest of the group.

Da Bohao's expression jumped with joy.

"Grandpa, you are still young." Zhang Guobin hurriedly said: "You have worked hard for the club and made great achievements. Why don't you sit for another term?"

(End of this chapter)