I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 64
"Hehe, it's really not a big deal. It's just that there have been rumors in the world recently that someone from us and Yihai has become official, wearing red shoes, and contacting the messengers to smash the jobs of their colleagues."

"If you did it, you stand up and admit it. If you didn't do it, you solved the matter." Heichai led Dubin to walk the dog in the garden of the villa at home, and jogged with Dubin, holding the phone and facing the phone. The lipstick stick in the book is talking about things.

"Grandpa, I understand. This matter must be settled for the association, so that my own affairs will not affect the association." Zhang Guobin said aloud.

"Um…"

"I believe in your ability. Don't let people find faults. It will be difficult to handle anything in the future..." Tick, Heichai turned off the phone and continued to walk the dog.

Zhang Guobin shook his head.

Wait until Da Bohao makes an appointment with someone, drink tea and chat together, and settle the matter.

The association doesn't care about the stalls on the site, whether it was swept or smashed. In short, the police sweep the stalls, and you open the stalls again. Don't let the association lose too much. Difficult, if other brands smash the stalls, you cut down the other party, don't let the community lose face, everything is easy to talk about, easy to talk about.

But you, as the bottom line of the brand, if someone inserts a flag into the site and smashes your job, you will lose face for the brand and cause bad rumors.

Then you will be held accountable!
It’s just the beginning to say hello from the boss sitting in the hall. If the Yau Ma Tei hall can’t handle things, the other halls will intervene, intervene to solve the trouble, and scrape off a piece of your land by the way. Until the end, you are a waste material, with a red stick and a big bottom. About to be picked up.

Zhang Guobin is waiting for his identity as a red stick to be stripped away!
But being ripped off is not the same as losing face...

He managed the hall poorly, the black business was getting worse and worse, and the righteous business was getting more and more prosperous. The bosses of the club gradually suspected that he was carrying the banner of the club to earn money, but he didn't want to contribute to the club, which eventually led to the red stick being killed by others. Throw it away, and become an ordinary, innocent, and clean billionaire script.

It's not that Prince Bin and the police secretly negotiated the song, cooperated to kill fellow Jianghu, the hall was trampled by outsiders, and all twelve streets in Yau Ma Tei were lost...

Zhang Guobin now has two ways to solve the rumors in the world. The first is to kill Epilepsy to death with absolute strength, and the second is to prove that he has no collusion with the police.

Cut off those who gossip, and naturally no one will say anything in the arena, and the sufferer is gone. Who will sue?
Sitting in the hall, Heichai's solution to the troubles is obviously the same way, simply and neatly, cutting the mess quickly.

Heichai believed that with Prince Bin's strength and means, he could solve the problem of an intruder, but after answering the phone, Zhang Guobin lit up a cigarette, put up the cigarette butt, stared at a little fire with deep eyes.

Don't force me, really don't force me, if you have something to talk about first, drink a pot of tea, collect a sum of money, and go home to pick up the position of the boss, how nice!

However, if the transactions between associations and gangs are stabbed by the police, it is often just a conflict between the two associations, and there is no reason to ask the police to settle accounts. It can be seen that to be a big boss, you have to be white!
"Yi character is at the head, the heroes of the Hongmen, the three heroes and the five ancestors, the bloody battle is ahead!" In the warehouse, an incense table was set up, a row of candles were lit, and the fire was flickering, against the bright straw sandals Guan Gong, in a green robe, holding a green dragon knife, squinting. The statue of Dan Fengyan.

In a dark room, light a candle.

The twelve brothers knelt on the ground, with their heads held high, their faces fearless, and they held a fragrance.

The candlelight brought Guan Gong's photo to life, and Danfeng's eyes overflowed with murderous aura.

Da Bohao was sympathetic, put the phone beside the case, picked up a Hongmen single sword, and put the blade on the candle to warm it.

"Today, there are two disciples from Hongmen who inherit the will of their ancestors, inherit Yihai's courage, claim state guests for Yihai hall, draw life and death lottery, and decide on loyalty and righteousness." Da Bohao narrowed his eyes, looked like Guan Gong, and turned his head horizontally: "Where is disciple Yihai?"

"Disciple Deng Wei, disciple Zhou Cheng, disciple He Shuxing, disciple Zhang Xitao...disciple Huang Dang, disciple Huo Qingyun..."

"I would like to receive the life and death lottery!" In the warehouse, in front of Guan Gong, under the incense table.

A dozen or two disciples of Minghai held incense, reported their names one by one, and swore an oath to Guan Sheng, willing to receive life and death lottery, to do loyal deeds. Play Aberdeen.

Incense swayed their faces, expressionless, determined, deeply excited, full of ambition...their expressions were different, only a courage to fight, they all coincided with each other.

These ten or two are all four or nine boys registered in the hall, and each of their subordinates is in charge of some situations. Some younger brothers are usually responsible for handling small conflicts, and they are not on the stage, but they are all the backbone of the hall. Who will lead the life and death now? If you want to sign, you have to bring the younger brother to do things together. In the future, he will be the first one to carry the territory to lay down the land!

Da Bohao nodded, and Hengdao took a step away. One by one, the four or nine young people stood up, inserted the fragrance into the incense burner, bowed to the statue of Guan Gong, and turned to get the life and death lottery on the table.

A barrel of life and death sticks is inserted in the bamboo box,
A total of twelve,

The eleven elders are for life, and one short is for death.

Deng Wei walked in the front. After inserting the three sticks of incense into the copper stove, he first stretched out his hand to the stick, but the moment he grabbed the bamboo stick, he seemed to have made some decision in his heart, and took the stick away. Get up, hit the ground hard: "Bang!"

The bucket of sticks bounced off and flew away, twelve bamboo sticks were scattered on the ground.

Deng Wei recognized the death lottery at a glance, bent down to pick it up, held up the death lottery, knelt down and shouted: "Yihai disciple Deng Wei is willing to make the death lottery serve the hall master!"

"Pa-ta!" He knelt down on his knees, holding up the death lottery with a firm expression.

When Da Bohao saw Deng Wei fall off the bamboo barrel, he raised his Hongmen sword in his hand, and wanted to kill the traitor who was greedy for life and afraid of death, and betrayed his master!

But when he saw Deng Wei receiving the lottery of life and death alone, vowing to serve the boss, the tip of the knife hung steadily on Deng Wei's forehead.

Under the portrait of Guan Gong, there are only one brother left, with different expressions, as if shocked, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

"Have you figured it out? Monica's business with Huayuan Street is not bad." Da Bohao stared at him sharply.

Without any hesitation, Deng Wei held up the life and death sign, shouted hoarsely, "Brother Hao! I've thought it through!"

"I don't want people to call me Pachewei all my life, I don't want others to call me Pachewei, I will be Pachewei all my life!!!"

Da Bohao looked at Deng Wei in front of him, and felt as if he saw Brother Bin before he took the position. That night, in the attic of the photo studio, Prince Bin did the same thing in front of his grandpa, with the same expression.
Rivers and lakes,

It is a reincarnation.

The boss is good to the brothers, and gives the brothers a future. The brothers do things for the boss and fight for the boss. Everyone wants to be a boss, but they don’t know how many people will become the boss. The photos of those who won the death lottery, that day, that day, just like this moment, how many people are in charge?

And there are brothers who are willing to receive the life and death lottery alone, which is a sign of a strong society and a strong church!
There is only one boss in the world who can lead his subordinates to follow suit like this.

Da Bohao's eyes flickered, his eyes touched, he put away the horizontal knife, turned around and put the knife back to the incense table, took a stack of thick red envelopes from the incense table, handed them to Deng Wei who was kneeling, and said: "You and brother Take our family allowance and send it to the little brother who crossed the sea together..."

(End of this chapter)