I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 734

"Don't do it again next time."

Zhang Guobin sighed, "It's all human life!"

"The company account just transferred you five million Hong Kong dollars. You can spend it and take Amei to go shopping, so that you don't have nothing to do."

Li Chenghao smirked: "Thank you Binge."

"Thank you?"

"This is your punishment!" Zhang Guobin said happily.

Target boy was wearing a suit, stepped into the bar, and put an envelope on the table: "President, a letter from the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Oh?"

Zhang Guobin looked surprised, and leisurely picked up the envelope and tore it open, took out a stack of photos, and pulled them out alternately.

"Which one is this?"

In the photo, a white ghost was shot. The ghost was wearing a black leather jacket, gold-rimmed glasses, a gun on his waist, and an FBI ID hidden in the inner pocket of the jacket.

Target Boy said: "According to the people from the Metropolitan Police Department, he is an agent of the FBI."

"No wonder you're pretending to be 007." Zhang Guobin said contemptuously, and put down the file.

Li Chenghao asked suspiciously: "Why did the devil send us the photos of the FBI? He wanted to set the blame on him!"

"Do we have a good relationship with the FBI?" Zhang Guobin glanced sideways at him and said with a smile, "The CIA and the FBI would like to kill us. If there were enough brothers, we would have died on the street."

"I reckon that the FBI wanted to carry out an operation in Ridao, and the official people of Ridao helped us solve it in secret."

Li Chenghao smiled happily: "The devil is very sensible, and he took the initiative to help us solve the trouble, begging for mercy?"

"Whatever, people respect me a foot, and I respect others. During this period of time, the Metropolitan Police Department has cooperated very well. The brothers in northern Myanmar have finished their work and have safely evacuated from Ridao one after another."

"Book a plane and prepare to return to Hong Kong." Zhang Guobin said: "Leave the rest to Azu."

"Understood." Li Chenghao said contentedly: "I will arrange the fastest plane."

"However, Rijima really has no sovereignty. The FBI has come to Rijima to handle affairs, so it is regarded as the sphere of influence of the Federation?" However, the FBI has always been at odds with the CIA.

When the CAI is powerful, it will intervene in the FBI's federal cases. When the FBI has the upper hand, it will also intervene in the CIA's overseas work.

Just like the dispute between the East Factory and the West Factory, it is not unusual for the FBI to appear in Ridao.

late at night.

One thirty.

An Airbus bound for Hong Kong Island set sail at Tokyo Airport, and under the bright starry sky, a small island gradually revealed its entirety.

"Sir, according to the latest information, Zhang Guobin has taken Li Chenghao and other important missions and left the country on a special plane." An intelligence agent hurried forward and reported with documents.

The intelligence officer was wearing a uniform, with a pleasant expression on his face: "Good!"

"The opponent finally returned without success, and our strategy won!" He slapped his palm on the table again, excitedly: "Sure enough, a little intolerance can lead to chaos and big plans."

"We successfully prevented a war from happening and protected the lives of the people of Japan!"

The intelligence officer looked excited and said aloud: "The FBI photo has a better threat effect than expected. Zhang Guobin saw the FBI personnel in the photo and knew that the US Federation would be involved in the operation."

"It's no good for them to start a war."

The chief of intelligence nodded: "Submit the report to the ministers in the cabinet!"

"We will be rewarded."

After the report was submitted, it was directly listed as the top secret file, and it was sealed in the confidential room for a hundred years, and it was declassified a hundred years later. It was known as the "89 Incident" in history.

The Chinese in the world know that as early as 1989, Huaxia had the heart to regain its homeland. Since ancient times, Ridao has been a territory of China. Otherwise, how could they use Chinese characters and chopsticks?

The intelligence officer nodded and continued: "In addition, the police officer Shan Shang from the Metropolitan Police Department called to ask, what should I do with the Heyi Youth Organization that has recently expanded?"

"Will all the main leaders of Yiqing be arrested."

The intelligence officer was ponderous, and finally waved his hand to refuse: "Forget it, compared to the national security, the interests of the gang are not worth mentioning. Continue to observe He Yiqing."

"He Yiqing has tens of thousands of people at any rate. If there is a big disturbance, the Metropolitan Police Department can't afford it."

The subordinate stood at attention and shouted: "Yes, sir!"

The Ridao River and Lake quickly returned to calm, but the vicious reputation of the Chinese community was deeply imprinted in the hearts of the leaders of the gang.

When the Metropolitan Police Department did not focus on the attack, He Yiqing quickly took over from the Sankou group and took down the flour market of the whole island. At the same time, he seized the core streets of Chiyoda and Minato, and became one of the three major violent groups on Japan Island in one fell swoop. , the number of personnel snowballed to [-] within three years.

The three-member group fell to the throne of the largest violent group, the three-member family lost the control of the society, and the three-member group became a fading sign.

Dozens of violent groups under its banner left to become independent one after another. The largest independent group is the "Shanjian Group", which faintly fits the historical context of the Shanjian Group's departure.

However, the independent branch groups of the three groups still jointly use the banner of the three groups to form a loose alliance of the three groups.

Except that the Yamaken group still has some sites in the Minato District, most of the three-person group have withdrawn from the core area of ​​Tokyo and entrenched in the outer circle of Tokyo.

The three-member alliance became the second largest violent group on Japan Island, and the Sumiyoshi Society became the third largest violent group on Japan Island, and Inagawa, which was previously the third largest, was even worse.

In the chaotic situation, they were directly divided up by the Sumiyoshi Association and the Sankou Group, which withdrew from the core area, and became a small society in Hishima.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. When the boss fights with the second child, the third child often dies first!

early morning.

Four o'clock.

Zhang Guobin walked out of the airport with his brothers and drove back to Repulse Bay to rest. He slept until the afternoon of the same day, and his girlfriend had already made sweet soup when he woke up.

On the table.

He drank barley and almond porridge and ate roasted pigeon.

Zhu Baoyi sat across from him with concerned eyes: "Brother Bin, are you used to eating Tokyo food?"

Zhang Guobin froze for a moment, and quickly replied: "It's delicious."

"Have you learned a few words of Japanese?" She asked with a smile.

Zhang Guobin thought to himself: "I have learned it, but it's not easy to tell you."

"No, I'm not interested in Japanese." He shook his head.

Outside, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in!"

Zhang Guobin shouted.

Target Boy pushed open the door, bowed and said, "Mr. Zhang, the newspaper is here."

"come in."

Zhang Guobin nodded with a smile, and told his girlfriend, "Put a bowl of soup for the newspaper first."

Zhu Baoyi got up as he said, and went to the kitchen to fill up the soup. The intelligence leader in charge of the Eagle Group in the execution hall, the newspaper boy, was dressed in a white shirt and glasses, and he came to the restaurant and stopped and bent down: "Grandpa!"

"Come, have a bowl of soup." Zhang Guobin said.

The newspaper was flattered, and quickly thanked: "Thank you, grandpa, thank you, sister-in-law."

He took the soup bowl from Zhu Baoyi, sat on the chair in a proper manner, drank two mouthfuls of sweet soup, and dared not speak until Mr. Zhang asked: "Did anything happen in the company when I left Hong Kong Island?" ?”

The newspaper didn't dare to talk nonsense, and said cautiously: "Grandpa, what kind of news are you referring to?"

"You don't have to circle around with me. Everyone in the club doesn't know that I'm a person who is about to die. I must be asking about the dragon head stick."

Zhang Guobin ate the pigeon, and said directly: "Is there anyone in the company who wants to take over?"

"What's going on? I haven't received any news from Ridao!" This question was a bit harsh, and the newspaper guy sat upright, and quickly replied: "Grandpa, all the members of the community only obey you, the leader. It’s not that I didn’t receive any news about the stick.”

"There is no news worth reporting."

"Huh?" Zhang Guobin asked in surprise, "What's going on?"

The newspaper snarled loudly, and said, "The red stick hall masters who are qualified to compete in the club all want to push others to the top. No one wants to sit in the position of the third evil. According to their words, that position is full of evil spirits, and only grandpa's life is up to you." Ge can hold it."

"No one dared to rob the club. The only time when a fight was about to start was when Ma Wang and Lao Jin brought tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars to support Da Tou Kun."

"Datou Kun almost killed himself with a knife."

Zhang Guobin suddenly felt a little upset, he slapped the table with his palm, and shouted: "Damn, everyone is playing tricks on me, and they don't stand up when the club needs them, playing tricks on me?"

He didn't want to become the second black firewood.

The newspaper said: "Finally, Ma Wang seems to have contacted Fei Lin from North America, asking Fei Lin to pick up Hai Bo's daughter and force Hai Bo to choose."

"Right now, Haibo is the only one who wants to be an employee. The company is calm, and there is nothing urgent to report."

Zhang Guobin widened his eyes, and said in disbelief: "No one wants to sit in the hall of Tangtang Yihai."

It's fine if you don't sit.

In order to escape, he even resorted to low-level methods.

"Hehe, Fei Lin messing around with Haibo's daughter is really despicable!" Zhang Guobin said in an unhappy tone, "It's time to teach Fei Lin a lesson."

"I am used to lawlessness abroad!"

The newspaper said in amazement: "Grandpa, Hai Bo's daughter has been chasing Fei Lin for several years. After all, you also know that Fei Lin is handsome, rich and powerful."

"Even if Fei Lin uses her, she still wants to be with Fei Lin."

"Damn it!" Zhang Guobin yelled, "Won't Fei Lin make a lot of money? You get both money and money!"

"Yes..." The newspaper lowered its head.

Zhang Guobin is not good at beating mandarin ducks like this, and he couldn't help but get angry: "One by one, they are really good at it."

"Okay!"

"Let them go to the company for a meeting at night, and I will announce in public the candidates for the next sitting."

The newspaper's heart tightened, and it quickly lowered its head: "Understood, Grandpa!"

Zhang Guobin waved his hand to let the little brother back down, Zhu Baoyi returned to the dining table, his eyes moved, and he said aloud: "Abin, are you going to quit the arena?"

"The rivers and lakes never quit." Zhang Guobin scooped up the sweet soup and put it into his mouth, sighing softly: "One mountain after another, there is no end."

"Then you..." Zhu Baoyi looked puzzled.

Zhang Guobin said with a smile: "I just want to climb another peak and see the higher scenery."

He instructed: "In North America, I have prepared a house and a car. If you are willing to come with me then, I will arrange your identity."

"Just me?" Zhu Baoyi blinked, looking forward to the life of two places and two flights, but Zhang Guobin shook his head: "Anyone who is willing will go together."

He is not used to foreign food.

There are always a few more dishes to pack, even Nakamori Akina from Hishima is already going through the formalities to move back to San Francisco.

"Okay, I'll go with you." Zhu Baoyi had bright teeth and a bright smile. In fact, there were probably not many women who were really willing to go to North America with Mr. Zhang.

After all, everyone has their own career, family and life. It is easy to give up feelings and choose a career, but it is difficult to give up family and life and choose a man.

She is destined to be the one who supports Mr. Zhang the most.

Seven o'clock in the evening.

Central, Yee Wo Street, Hutchison Building.

Luxurious cars parked slowly at the entrance of the building, and a prominent gangster got out of the car and walked into the building with his horse on the carpet.

In the elevator car, Ma Wang kept arranging his hair at the elevator door, teasing his bangs and asking, "Sister Mei, is she pretty enough? Brother Bin hates crooked melons the most."

Sister Mei was wearing a LV ladies' suit, holding a bag in her hand, and teased: "What's the use of dressing up? Brother Bin wants you to be a restaurant, how dare you not?"

Ma Wang showed a bad face: "Don't curse me, you have to work part-time after becoming a restaurant, and you have to take the blame. Who can do better than Brother Bin?"

"Bing Ge resigned from office at a young age, and the brothers all remember it in their hearts. Being in the hall is not as comfortable as being the head of the hall."

Ding!
The elevator door opens.

Meijie walked out of the elevator first, and Ma Wang followed. The group entered the meeting room, and more than half of the club leaders were present.

The rest of the hall masters also arrived at the scene within five minutes. The master in charge, the master of the punishment hall, the master of the auditorium, and the second marshal entered the arena one after another.

Wearing white clothes, Hai Bo glanced at Ma Wang, Mei Jie, Yuan Bao, etc., proudly raised his head and chest, with a good momentum.

Soon, Uncle Gen, Uncle Lame and other community uncles also arrived one after another. Finally, Zhang Guobin walked into the meeting room alone, bypassing the desk and pulling away the chair of the host.

"Shh!"

The club members and uncles who were present all stood up and shouted: "Zhang Sheng, good evening."

"Sit!" Zhang Guobin beckoned everyone to sit down, then crossed his legs, sat on the chair, took out a cigar from his arms, put it to the tip of his nose, and sniffed: "It's really nothing to call everyone to come to the meeting so late. A big thing is a small thing."

"About the location of the next session of the Yihai Club."

Ma Wang's expression changed suddenly, and he stood up exaggeratedly and shouted: "Bing Ge, you are in the prime of life, in your prime, how can you step down and sit in the office!"

"He Yihai only has one seat, and that is Zhang, Mr. Zhang!"

Ma Wang, Sister Mei, Lao Jin, and uncles all had calm expressions, as if they had expected it long ago, which made Ma Wang very embarrassed. He suddenly stopped his movements and turned his head to look at the crowd, as if asking, "Why didn't you say anything?"

Zhang Guobin sneered, put down his cigar, and said leisurely: "Ma Wang, stop acting! Does anyone in the club know that I'm going to North America?"

"Mr. Zhang? Hehe, I am the only one with the surname Zhang sitting in the hall with the [-]th generation of Yihai. That top spot has to be given up. Unfortunately, all brothers are greedy for pleasure, and none of them is willing to take responsibility!"

Zhang Guobin sighed and shook his head: "I'm very disappointed in this..."

Yuan Bao explained: "Bingge, it's not that we don't want to carry it, it's that we know we're incapable. If the club doesn't have you, it's still relying on us to beat the boys, and it's still in Yau Tsim Mong."

"None of us has the ability to carry the future of the [-] Yihai brothers. If you want to choose the seat, you can only speak! However, through friendly and harmonious discussions, we jointly decided to elect the highly respected Haibo to be the seat. Now, the society cannot change its color.”

Zhang Guobin nodded, and his tone was as soft as anyone: "Hai Bo, are you willing to be a sitter?"

Haibo let out a bad breath, stood up, cupped his fists and said, "Bingge, I'm old and in shape, I'm not suitable to be a bartender at all, they forced me to do it all!"

"Force me to come out and sell my life!"

Bao Yaqiu's expression changed suddenly, and he pointed and scolded: "Hai Bo, you can't turn your back on others, everyone kindly supports you as a guest house, and gave you Feilin as a son-in-law!"

"What else are you not satisfied with!"

Haibo's expression became even angrier!

(End of this chapter)