I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 527

"Mr. Wan served in the US military?" Zhang Guobin asked.

Wantong said frankly: "After the age of seventeen, I participated in the physical examination lottery. I was unlucky and won the service lottery."

"I served in the Marine Corps for six years. During this period, due to my excellent training performance, I was selected as an officer with the rank of second lieutenant. I retired three years ago and returned to work in San Francisco."

The military service system of the U.S. military is composed of "wartime conscription system" and "peaceful conscription system", and its specific implementation is almost the same as that of the mainland military service system.

In wartime regulations, American youths between the ages of 17 and 25 are obliged to join the army. In peacetime, all young people who meet the age requirements must participate in the performance, and then they will be recruited by personal will and lottery.

The mainland stipulates a compulsory military system in name, but in fact, after entering the peace period, it also adopts the recruitment system for conscription, and the better the economy, the higher the retirement allowance.

"Mr. Wan is a Chinese-American and is governed by American law. It is reasonable for him to serve in the army." Zhang Guobin sipped his tea.

Asked: "However, since Mr. Wan was selected as an officer, why did he take the initiative to retire?"

"As far as I know, military officers in the U.S. military are paid well. During the [-]-year service period of professional soldiers, [-]% of them can be promoted to high positions, and the chance of being promoted to a school-level officer is more than half."

The more developed the country, the better the military welfare. Being an officer in the US military is very domineering, and you can get legal immunity when you are stationed in another country.

Play whatever you want, be the big daddy of the gringo!
Wantong said bluntly: "Mr. Zhang, with my background, I don't need to be paid by the US military at all."

"It's just that I was unlucky and won the lottery. According to the regulations, I must go to serve. At that time, I thought that since I want to do it, I must do it well."

"Prove my status in the family and let my father take a look at it. In the second year of my leadership, my father asked me to go back to San Francisco to help. I voluntarily applied to retire and come back."

"Mr. Zhang, don't worry, I will cut off the chicken head, drink blood wine, and worship Hongmen. I will never forget my family and ancestors and become enemies with the nation!"

Zhang Guobin nodded: "Chairman Wan has a good family style, I believe in you, and I want to promote you to be a double-bonus red stick, a staff member in Pittsburgh."

"Would you like to help me?"

Wantong took a deep breath, cupped his fists and said, "A Tong is willing to serve Chairman Zhang!"

"Ah."

Zhang Guobin understood what he was doing, after all, he was the son of a mistress, and his background was not right.

Modern people don't talk about the difference between the right and the common, and everyone has the right to inherit. However, the traditional Chinese concept is not easy to change.

An illegitimate child is doomed to be inferior.

After becoming an adult, you will definitely need to make achievements and get the approval of your father before you have the opportunity to share the family business.

Even if he was admitted to the US Army, he was still called back to join the society. It can be seen that Wantong's status in the family is not high, but he was born in a wealthy overseas Chinese family, and his starting point has surpassed most people in the world.

The company's bowl of rice is not delicious, but there is a lot of rice in the bowl!
"Your father is my benefactor. Cultivating you is my reward to your father. In the future, as long as you are capable, you will do well."

"You are my most trusted friend in the Great Court!"

Wantong blushed, and shouted with ambition: "I will live up to Mr. Zhang's trust!"

Zhang Guobin has long been sitting on the chariot of the Wan family, and there is no harm in using the people of the Wan family.

"Have some tea." He beckoned.

Wantong took a sip of tea to calm down his emotions, but at the end he said anxiously: "Mr. Zhang, I haven't made any achievements yet, and the other big bosses will have any objections?"

"The Great Court develops alone in North America. Most of the big men in the door are red sticks. Only the cousin and uncle Han are double bonus red sticks."

This is because in recent decades, all the Hongmen brands in North America have been annexed by the Great Court, and the double bonus sticks of a large club with millions of people are too dazzling.

But Zhang Guobin said: "You are the biggest black second generation in the world, what credit do you need to make for a double bonus red stick?"

"Gentlemen's Ze, beheaded for the fifth life, and you are the second life of Master Wanshan. As long as I ask you to tie a double bonus stick, no one in the world will dare to object."

Wantong was startled by Mr. Zhang's domineering, and hurriedly nodded: "Mr. Zhang is right."

The matter of Wantong's double bonus stick was soon put on the agenda, and no one objected in the Grand Court, and everyone agreed.

No matter how unbalanced the bottom of my heart, Xinshan mainly praises the son of the old Shanzhu, who dares to stand up and oppose?

Sweeping the face of the two mountain masters at once, even the iron coupons to avoid death can't save you!
At the same time, Wan Tanyuan announced the appointment and dismissal of the heads of the four parishes at the meeting. People drove to the bay in the North Beach area for a walk.

Daji leads an Alaska and walks the dog tightly on the rope.

"Next month, people in our three districts will change jobs."

"The new boss has a lot of opinions on us."

A Qiu smoked a cigarette: "It's normal. We were all competitors of the new boss before. It's understandable to be a little wary. Just follow the boss's wishes."

Zhang Huawu's face was relaxed, and his steps were happy: "I have been at odds with the head of state before, and Mr. Zhang will not touch me if he touches anyone. You should think about what to do."

"Be good."

Daji said: "Now everyone in the Hongmen doesn't know that Mr. Zhang is going to kill him. He will first help Wan Shanzhu's son to take the position, and then help the old uncle to take the position of the head of state Bai."

"There are three fires for a new official to take office. Once the position is changed, our foundation is unstable, and it is really up to others to kill us."

Seeing something was wrong, Zhang Huawu immediately stepped aside: "I have an appointment with my brother to play basketball tonight, so let's leave first, you guys talk."

Seeing him running away, Daji said disdainfully, "You're a coward."

A Qiu said, "Daji, why are you fanning the flames here again?"

"Last time, Uncle Bai might have listened to your words and went back to prepare for a big event. He gave his old life away for nothing."

The old god Daji said: "A Qiu, don't get me wrong!"

"I just can't bear to see my brothers being unlucky, so I asked them to come out and have a chat in advance, Visa, you and Uncle Bai used to have a life-threatening friendship."

Visa rolled his eyes: "What?"

"A life-threatening friendship is going to die with him?"

Daji followed the dog for a few steps, and said, "Hahaha, it doesn't matter whether you want to die or not, you are afraid that others want you to die!"

Visaka's heart skipped a beat: "It's not rough to say anything."

Before killing a person, the best way is to transfer from the position and kill him before his fledgling.

"Daji!"

"what do you think?"

He ran after him.

Daji replied casually: "I think what you think, poor uncle Bai, Dou Kui, you have worked hard for the group all your life, but in the end each one is worse than the other."

Whiska tensed his heartstrings and stammered: "The new bosses have been chosen, so we won't want to kill any more?"

Daji laughed wildly: "Hahaha, you are really naive!"

"I asked someone to inquire. The new boss is known as the bloody dragon in Xiangjiang. Anyone who offends him will end well!"

"Either kill reclamation, or... use the police's gun to kill you, do you think the mad dragon will change his character after crossing the Pacific Ocean? It's funny, think about what to do!"

Visaka's face was pale, his eyes were terrified, and a thousand kinds of American death had already appeared in his mind.

For example, being shot by a black ghost while shopping in the supermarket, being shot dead by the police while driving a car, being bombed to death while walking the dog, etc...

"Isn't it?"

"Brother Ji!"

"Is there any way to intercede with Boss Zhang?" He quickly caught up and shouted, "I don't know Uncle Bai well!"

Daji shook his head: "I'm not familiar with Boss Zhang, so take care of yourself."

No matter what Visa thinks.

Seven days later, Wantanyuan held the Shanmen Ceremony, opened the Xiangtang Hall, accepted Su Qiming into the Hongmen Grand Hall, washed away Yihai Hongying, and gave him the post of Red Stick in the Grand Hall with a sound on the ground.

Wantong has always made meritorious service, and he was appointed to the Grand Court with a double bonus. Chairman Wan and Zhang Guobin represented the Grand Court, and He Yihai awarded him a double bonus!
One is the red flower of Dagongtang, and the other is the red flower of Heyihai.

Zhang Guobin must admit the importance of having a good father. Just inheriting one of the family fortunes would be a lifetime of struggle. Fortunately, he is also going to be a father.

In the incense hall.

Zhang Guobin called Visa Card to his face: "Mr. Chen, Vantone will go to Pittsburgh with you to take office in two days, and you are limited to [-] days to complete the handover of real power, and then you will go to Philadelphia to handover with Daji. , Daji will go to Honolulu to take office, and two months will ensure the orderly handover of the four halls, and the site and business, it is best not to have any problems."

He took a cigar from Wantong and put it in his mouth: "If there is a problem, solve it. If you can't solve the problem, don't do it."

Visaka was shocked when he heard the words, and took out the typed manuscript: "Mr. Zhang, there is something I want to tell you."

"what's up?"

"My mother is old and bedridden..."

Zhang Guobin narrowed his eyes: "Do you want to resign?"

Whiska was wearing a suit and was tall and burly, but he trembled in fright, cupped his fists and said, "I want to do my best to be filial."

Zhang Guobin nodded: "OK!"

"I'll give you half a year's vacation after you've finished handling the affairs of Philadelphia. Then you can send a deputy to take over Philadelphia. After that, you can take over Philadelphia again."

Visa's eyes lit up: "Mr. Zhang, really?"

If it is said that Mr. Zhang directly agreed to his resignation, there is no doubt that he really wanted to get rid of him.

Another way to land safely is a good ending, but Zhang Sheng said that he can only have half a year of sick leave, and after half a year, he can still take over Philadelphia.

A short sentence has verified an important message.

He has a future in Mr. Zhang's eyes!

Otherwise, it would be impossible to arrange so meticulously.

"Of course it is true." Zhang Guobin replied as a matter of course.

Visaka put his mind to one side: "Mr. Zhang, I have something else to tell you?"

"What's the matter?" Zhang Guobin frowned.

Wiska lowered his head and said, "Daji is spreading rumors about you outside, saying that you are a bloody dragon who kills people without blinking an eye. If you want to replace us, you will kill them all."

"Before the head of state, Bai was fooled by Daji to rebel. I was timid and scared. I didn't dare to rebel. I only know that the leader of the mountain is the leader, but the brothers below will inevitably listen to the rumors. If something is wrong What should I do, ask the mountain lord to uphold justice?"

Zhang Guobin narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Misunderstanding, it is all misunderstanding of me by outsiders."

"Go and help me call A Tong over."

"Yes!"

"Lord of the mountain!"

　In about two chapters, I will return to Xiangjiang to enter the next wave of plots, and switch to a more detailed perspective of small characters, hoping to write better.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)