I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 574 Prosperity
"One for Xi Guoliang, and one for my boss, Cai Jinping."

Before the coffin.

Xi Guoliang bowed deeply, turned around and bowed again to his family members, and handed over two pieces of silk money. The family members bent down to thank them, and returned two gifts.

On the second floor, banquet.

Zhang Guobin finished chatting with the talkers of the big circle gang and the number gang, raised his glass and walked around to a dining table with a serious expression: "It's hard work to wash your sir."

Xi Guoliang stood up modestly, and gave way: "Do my best."

"Don't worry, we won't cause any more trouble with Yihai." Zhang Guobin patted him on the shoulder and said, "Bring me a thank you to Sir Cai."

"Cooperate with the police and the people, and the country will live in peace." Xi Guoliang said with a smile.

corner.

Xinji Xiangqiang and Heyi Xiaozi sit in the hall.

Everyone was envious of a chief superintendent of the police force bowing his knees in front of Zhang Sheng and being cautious.

"Yes, the future of Xiangjiang will be wonderful if the police and the people work together as a family."

Zhang Sheng took a sip of his wine and asked casually, "Sir Cai is busy recently?"

"Come out to watch the boxing match when you have time."

Xi Guoliang pondered: "Recently, Sir Cai is busy preparing for the police force's change of clothes, and holds meetings every day."

"Row."

"I'll make an appointment in person." Zhang Guobin smiled lightly.

Xi Guoliang sat back on his seat, and he came to a group of club brothers. The brothers got up quickly and raised their glasses together: "Grandpa."

"Grandpa."

Zhang Guobin looked at a group of brothers with different looks and temperaments, and nodded slightly: "My condolences."

This class is all the fourth and ninth graders at the entrance of Shandong Street.

The brothers had sad expressions and sad eyes, and Qi Qi drank with his head held high.

Zhang Guobin changed tables and toasted again.

Haibo said from the side: "The landlord is very kind to the brothers at the entrance of Shandong Street. Sometimes the real estate developer's construction funds have not arrived. While arranging for the brothers to go to the real estate developer to ask for money, at the same time pay the brother's salary on time with his own pocket. Several years of engineering, step by step into the famous wall ash Laojia."

"Wall plaster is not an easy industry to do. It is difficult to demolish, and difficult to build. The Hong Kong government and real estate developers are not easy to mess with."

"I remember when the landlord first joined the association, he went to the real estate developer with a barrel of gasoline to ask for money, poured the gasoline on himself, and sat in the living room of the real estate agent waiting for the money."

Zhang Guobin was free, lit a cigarette, and stood in the corner: "When the company was not transformed, the landlord's business was the best. The landlord in Yihai Shijie was very capable, and his son was sent to study in the United States early. , and now come back to be a doctor."

Hai Bo asked: "The son of the landlord is not a member of the society. In the future, the landlord's family will be withdrawn from the world, but people still need to take care of the hall in Shandong Street."

"One-third of the workers in the Guobin building are brothers from Shandong Street. If they are not well managed, it will affect the real estate company's business and lose a lot."

Zhang Guobin pursed his cigarette holder and exhaled, "I want the forklift boy to take care of it."

Haibo looked puzzled: "Forklift guy?"

Zhang Guobin said: "He is the nephew of the landlord. He used to manage the construction company's engineering team and performed very well. Although he has never helped the company kill people or bask in horses, he has joined the company for a long time and has straw sandals on his back. You can take care of a hall."

Originally, Haibo thought it was logical for the white paper fan "A Sheng" to take over the hall in Shandong Street, but thinking that "A Sheng" had also made a small mistake before, he thought it would be good to change someone else.

"It's up to you to sit in the restaurant."

Zhang Guobin waved his hand suddenly and shouted: "Forklift boy!"

"what?"

A dark-skinned, well-looking young man in overalls turned his head, not realizing for a moment who was calling him, looking around.

Many big bottoms, bosses, and horse boys looked at him.

The forklift boy felt the focus of the eyes around him, and his heart was a little flustered. Just when someone wanted to remind him, he heard another shout.

"You take care of the business on Shandong Street first!"

Zhang Guobin shouted loudly.

When the forklift boy found someone, his expression was both surprised and happy, and he was very surprised: "Yes...yes...yes!"

"Grandpa!"

His tone was at a loss and uneasy at first, but soon he was overwhelmed with joy in his heart, and he shouted in a calm voice.

"Do good work for the company."

Zhang Guobin asked him not to talk to him anymore, but the forklift guy immediately became the focus of the venue, and the emotions at the nearby tables became heated.

In the rivers and lakes, when someone goes down, someone goes up!
It is impossible not to do the company's business, and doing a good job in the company's business is more important than killing many people.

On a wine table, Brother Liao, the leader of the hall, looked unhappy, lowered his wine glass, smothered his face, and shook his face.

Brother Liao is the leader in charge of the company's raw material procurement and a capable leader among the cousins ​​in Shandong Street. He thought he had a good chance to take over the position of the landlord.

Unexpectedly, the position was robbed by another capable person, Forklift Boy. Of course, there are at least six or seven capable persons like him who is the head of a certain business department, and one of them sat at the same table with Brother Liao , Seeing this, he said in a strange manner: "Hey, are you unhappy?"

"A Liao!"

Brother Liao looked back at him: "Xiao Pingtou, attack your mother, want you to talk nonsense?"

Xiaopingtou smirked again and again: "Hahaha, A Liao, the landlord brother's class, let me ask you if you are qualified to take over. The forklift brother is the landlord brother's nephew, and he joined the company in 79, and joined the company in 81. Straw sandals, with big soles, what year is it now?"

"In the early years, the value of the big bottom has skyrocketed. There are not many people who have enough qualifications and are capable of succeeding. Don't tell me that in order to promote you to the top, I have to tie a red stick for you!"

"Are you worthy of you!"

Unconvinced, Brother Liao said: "The rules of the world, whoever avenges the boss will take over!"

Someone interjected with a dish, "That's not for you either!"

"Brother Landlord's last meal, eat well!" Another person scolded.

Now the Heyihai system has been approaching perfection, and the promotion of each branch and branch company is selected within the same system, which can ensure the business ability of the boss.

And retain the rising channel of the brothers below.

The old school rules are becoming less and less effective and unpopular. Most of the brothers have no objection to the top position of the forklift boy, because the head of Shandong Street should be elected in Shandong Street, and there are some competitions in Shandong Street. The opinion of the author is not counted for the benefit of his own perspective.

Could it be that the job done by Xingtang is the brother of Sheng Xingtang?Then everyone went to the hall, how could the brothers at the entrance of the hall be convinced?The criminal cousins ​​can only take the promotion route of team leader, top horse, and master criminal.

Nowadays, with the expansion of Heyihai, the seniority effect is indeed becoming more and more obvious.However, it is everyone who gets the benefits. Brothers own buildings and cars, and the income and status of the bosses have risen. Correspondingly, the value of the big bottom is indeed getting higher and higher. It is difficult, and it is even more difficult to stick a red stick.

……

night.

Xi Guoliang left the Lijing Hotel, patted the military inspector on the shoulder: "It's gone!"

The uniformed inspector looked back and saw that the members of the community had begun to disperse in twos and threes, and immediately agreed: "Yes, sir."

"Beep."

Wash sir and ring a car ahead.

The vehicle flickered twice, and two sparks flashed from a wire connected to the circuit board, and the sparks instantly ignited the bomb next to it.

"Shh!"

Sparks turned into fireworks.

A mass of yellow-blue flame exploded.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud noise, the car flipped into the sky and hit the ground hard.

"Oh!"

Glass splashes.

The uniformed policemen, hotel security guards, and club brothers at the scene all turned their heads and looked at the car in shock.

Xi Guoliang fell under the impact of the explosion, rolled several meters, and lay on the side of the road covered in bruises.

The uniformed inspector shouted loudly: "wash sir!"

He rushed forward and picked up the officer.

The buttons of Xi Guoliang's suit were broken, and his shirt was scratched, revealing pieces of his bruised chest. The chest was dripping with blood, but he was breathing steadily. His face was only black and gray, and there were no obvious wounds.

"Tong, notify the forensics department."

Xi Guoliang said.

"Yes, sir!"

The inspector in military uniform hugged the officer with one arm, pressed the intercom on his shoulder with one hand, and yelled at the intercom: "Call the ambulance immediately, notify the main station, and let the forensics team come over!"

"Yes, sir!"

The uniformed police officers swept away the previous looseness, untied their gun bags one by one, held their guns for vigilance, and asked the guys to re-fasten the security belts.

Xi Guoliang glanced around, then suddenly took the inspector's hand and said, "Don't embarrass the people in the company."

The inspector in uniform was silent for a while, and replied, "I understand!"

He pressed the intercom again: "Register the hotel guests well, don't stop, don't search."

"Yes!"

"Sir!"

……

On the second floor of the hotel, Zhang Guobin had just sat down to rest when he heard an explosion outside. He quickly put down his water glass and stood up.

Dongguan Miao ran forward and said, "Brother Bin!"

"I'll take you away!"

"Crack."

"Crack."

In the hall, [-] criminal cousins ​​and some brothers with guns immediately took out their weapons, opened the safety, and fired the guns.

The Jianghu people in the building were considered calm and did not cause a huge commotion.

Zhang Guobin looked at the brothers who stopped going downstairs and returned to the restaurant, frowned, and asked, "What's the matter!"

Li Chenghao came up with a cigarette in his mouth and said, "Xi Guoliang's car was blown up, maybe the police force is trying to kill us, fuck it!"

Zhang Guobin took a deep breath: "Don't panic!"

"Today is the day of the landlord's funeral. I don't want any more brothers to get hurt. Let the brothers sit down on the table again and exercise restraint!"

"Let the hotel kitchen deliver another serving of sugar water, I'll make a call first."

Li Chenghao jumped onto the round table in one step, stepped on the middle of the table, clapped his hands and said: "Everyone in Yihai should return to their seats and sit down. Whoever disgraces the landlord, I will invite him to be a companion with the landlord!"

Forklift Boy, Brother Liao, A Sheng, and other brothers at the entrance of Shandong Street all showed fierce expressions: "Damn it, the Landlord Brother's last day's scenery has been swept away by someone, fuck his mother!"

Everyone returned to their seats and sat down.

Surrounded by thirty brothers, Zhang Guobin sat back on the sofa and dialed out the phone: "Cai sir, someone gave the landlord a generous gift!"

"It's so hot!"

(End of this chapter)