Sheng Jiale then walked into the VIP box with Ksitigarbha.

Not long after that, there was a knock on the box door.

dong dong dong.

"Come in." Sheng Jiale said.

The door opened, and a tall, broad-waisted foreigner walked in. This guy was wearing a chef's uniform and a high hat on his head. He was the chef in the restaurant.

"boss."

The chef walked in and said hello to Sheng Jiale, then took the dinner plate from the waiter behind him and placed it on the dining table.

He opened the lid and said, "This is a newly developed dish I have recently developed. Please try it."

In addition to this special dish, several high-end delicacies were served together.

Sheng Jiale glanced at the food in front of him. There was a plate of pasta on the plate. The bright sauce was poured on the golden pasta, which looked extremely tempting. Rosemary was sprinkled on top as a decoration.

Sheng Jiale picked up the fork, rolled some and put it in his mouth to taste.

The pasta is chewy, soft and chewy, and the rich sauce blends well into the flavor of the pasta.

These flavors explode on your taste buds as soon as you take your mouth, giving Singjiale considerable enjoyment.

His senses are sharp and he is more able to appreciate the charm of delicious food.

Of course, if the food tastes bad, the pain will be greater than the average person.

Sheng Jiale took a sip of red wine and said, "Gray, your cooking skills are improving very quickly."

Sheng Jiale sounded appreciative, he was very satisfied with this pasta.

"Boss, as long as you like it, I will continue to work hard." Gray looked happy when he heard Sheng Jiale's praise, bowed to Sheng Jiale, and exited the box.

"Wow, where did you find the chef? He's pretty good at it."

Ksitigarbha was dealing with a piece of steak in front of him, and after eating it he clicked his tongue and said in wonder.

"Of course I got it from another restaurant. You can't find a chef with this skill on the street." Sheng Jiale said calmly.

"Poaching people? How much did you pay him to get him here?" Jizo asked.

Sheng Jiale shook his finger and said, "It's not the money, he lost to me in a bet."

"What do you mean?"

Sheng Jiale drank red wine and said slowly: "I competed with him in cooking. As a result, he lost, so he had no choice but to work under me."

"Mr. Sheng, are you kidding me? Can your cooking skills be better than those of chefs with three Michelin stars?" Ji Zang obviously didn't believe it.

"I'll let you see it when I get the chance." The Sheng family smiled happily and did not explain too much.

On the other side, around the bend, is the golf course.

Lei Gong stood on the green grass field, holding a golf club in his hand and assuming a standard teeing posture.

boom.

He swung the club down hard and the golf ball was knocked far away.

"Boss, what a great ball." Ke Zhihua flattered him from the side.

"Hahaha."

Lei Gong laughed and said, "Thanks to Pheasant, I got rid of that bastard Zhang Dingkun. I feel much better."

In the past few days, his head was broken by Zhang Dingkun. He was very depressed and even bedridden.

It wasn't until the news came that Zhang Dingkun had been killed that he felt that he was in a good mood and regained his former energy.

"Zhang Dingkun, that reckless thing, dares to attack the boss. This is what will happen."

Ke Zhihua snorted.

Lei Gong nodded, looked at the golf ball that fell near the hole, and said, "Without Zhang Dingkun, there will be no obstacles on my way to becoming a district committee member, hahaha."

Lei Gong laughed and was very excited when he saw that the position of district committee was about to fall into his hands.

Ke Zhihua, caddies, bodyguards and others all around also laughed in agreement.

Only Lei Gong laughed a few times, then suddenly stopped, and the expression on his face froze.

"Boss?" Ke Zhihua, who was closest to Lei Gong, noticed something unusual and asked tentatively.

But Lei Gong did not answer his words. Instead, he covered his chest with a pained expression on his face and slowly hunched up his body.

"Holy shit, boss is having a heart attack. Where's the medicine? Get the medicine quickly."

When Ke Zhihua saw this, he immediately understood and shouted anxiously.

But he asked around, and everyone around him shook his head. This time he went out to play golf, and he didn't bring heart medicine with him.

After all, Lei Gong's body has always been strong, and he only has a little heart problem. He has never been sick before.

After such a delay, Lei Gong had already covered his heart and fell on the grass, and his body even began to twitch.

"Thunder Kung."

In the distance, Ding Yao, who was drinking tea in the pavilion, saw Lei Gong fall and ran over in a hurry.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you call the emergency number quickly?"

Ding Yao was relatively calm. Although she was anxious, she still shouted immediately.

"Yes."

Ke Zhihua came to his senses and quickly took out his mobile phone to dial the emergency number.

"Lei Gong, please cheer up." Ding Yao said.

But Lei Gong had closed his eyes tightly, his expression was distorted, as if he was suffering from great pain, and he couldn't say a word.

"Quick, quick. Get out of the way and don't block the air around you."

Ding Yao waved her hand and told Ke Zhihua, the bodyguards and others to stay away from Lei Gong.

She looked anxiously at Lei Gong, who was having a heart attack.

There is a hospital near the golf course, so the ambulance arrived promptly, arriving in just five minutes.

Several medical staff carried the stretcher and ran to the grass.

"Hurry and get the patient into the car for emergency treatment," the doctor ordered.

Lei Gong was quickly transferred to the ambulance, and an oxygen mask was put on his mouth and nose.

Ding Yao followed the ambulance and rushed to the hospital.

She held Lei Gong's hand, her expression full of worry.

"Lei Gong, you must hold on." Ding Yao prayed silently in her heart.

But soon, Lei Gong's condition worsened.

Before the ambulance arrived at the hospital, Lei Gong's body suddenly stiffened, a painful sound came from his throat, and then he lost his breath.

"No, the patient is not breathing, prepare for cardiopulmonary resuscitation." The doctor shouted, and then performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation on Lei Gong.

But no matter how hard the doctor pressed, Lei Gong could not breathe again, and his face became even darker.

Seeing this scene, Ding Yao bit her lip, feeling complicated and having mixed feelings.

Lei Gong still failed to save him.

After everyone in the Sanlian Gang got the news, they all got into chaos and ran to the hospital to see Lei Gong one last time.

"Boss."

Pheasant, who had just taken over as the leader of the Viper Hall, shouted.

He was in high spirits here and thought that Lei Gong was the Bole who appreciated him, but he didn't expect that Lei Gong died just a few days after he was happy, which made Shan Ji couldn't accept it for a while.

In addition to him, Mr. Jin, Ding Yao and other leaders of the Sanlian Gang were all gathered in the ward, looking at Lei Gong's pale body with anxious expressions on their faces.

However, only a small part of their anxiety was due to Lei Gong's death, and more of them were worried about the Sanlian Gang.

Lei Gong was the boss of the Sanlian Gang, and he had maintained the Sanlian Gang for so many years. Now he died suddenly, and many things had not been explained in time.

For example, the candidate for the next boss of the Sanlian Gang has not been announced, and there are more trivial matters besides that.

It can be said that Lei Gong's sudden death was a very serious blow to the entire Sanlian Gang.

At this moment, many people in the ward had small thoughts quietly rising in their hearts.

The top floor of Qiangsheng Entertainment City.

Sheng Jiale stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, shaking it while looking at the ant-sized pedestrians on the ground.

Ding ding ding. At this time, Sheng Jiale's phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and saw that it was a call from Wanwan's number, Bai Mao Badai.

Sheng Jiale pressed the answer button and said, "Ah Huai, what's going on?"

"Boss, something happened to the Sanlian Gang. Lei Gong is dead." White-haired Ah Bad said, "Now the Sanlian Gang is leaderless."

"Lei Gong is dead?" Sheng Jiale was stunned when he heard the news.

The first thought in my mind was, could it be Ding Yao who killed Lei Gong like in the movies?

However, Sheng Jiale immediately shook his head. Ding Yao killed Lei Gong only after arriving on Hong Kong Island and took the opportunity to blame Shan Ji and Chen Haonan. There was no way he would do it now.

Sheng Jiale frowned and asked, "How did Lei Gong die?"

"It is said that he had a heart attack while playing golf. He died on the road before he was sent to the hospital." Ah Huai told the news carefully.

When Sheng Jiale heard the news, he didn't speak for a while.

Although Lei Gong avoided the aggrieved feeling of being plotted against by his own people like in movies and TV shows.

But dying of a heart attack is somewhat ridiculous for a hero like Lei Gong.

"Boss, should we take the opportunity to do something?" Ah Huai asked enthusiastically.

"The Sanlian Gang is the largest gang in Wanwan. Now that they are leaderless, it is a great opportunity to annex their territory."

"Don't do anything for now." Sheng Jiale said in a deep voice.

"I see."

The white-haired bad guy didn't dare to say anything.

"That's it." Sheng Jiale said and hung up the phone.

He sighed and looked at the sky outside the window, silently.

The relationship between Sheng Jiale and Lei Gong is actually very good, although there was some friction between the two when they first met.

However, they later went to Haojiang to compete for gambling cards, and met several times later, which made Sheng Jiale and Lei Gong become friends, almost like they had been friends for years.

"I didn't expect Lei Gong to be dead after all."

Sheng Jiale shook his head helplessly.

He originally planned that if Ding Yao planned to attack Lei Gong, he would take action to save Lei Gong.

Unexpectedly, Lei Gong died of heart disease.

Sheng Jiale could only sigh and blame it on destiny.

One day later, Wanwan International Airport.

A long-distance passenger plane slowly landed in the airport, the door opened, and a man wearing a crisp suit, rimless glasses, and shoulder-length hair walked out. He was Lei Gong's son, Lei Fuhong. .

Behind him was bodyguard Zhu Yongshang.

The two got off the plane and came to the airport lobby.

Lei Fufang returned to Wanwan during Lei Gong's birthday party, and originally planned to do things in Wanwan.

However, news came from foreign countries some time ago that there were important matters that required Lei Fuxing to go over and deal with them.

What Lei Fuhong didn't expect was that within just a few days, news of Lei Gong's death came.

Airport hall.

Near the exit, there were a large number of people waiting to pick up the plane. However, there was a group of people in the crowd who stood out so much that no one around them dared to approach.

A large number of members of the Sanlian Gang were standing near the exit of the plane. They were all wearing suits and sunglasses and looked menacing.

Standing in front of these people was a short old man.

The old man was wearing casual clothes, with lemon-yellow eyes, and a receding hairline on his forehead. He was none other than the veteran of the Sanlian Gang, Mr. Jin.

"Fuxing, you are finally back."

Mr. Jin saw Lei Fufang and Zhu Yongshang coming out and went to greet them.

"What happened to my dad? Why did he suddenly have a heart attack?"

Lei Fuxing asked directly.

Mr. Jin shook his head and said: "I know you are in a bad mood, but the sky is unpredictable, and people are prone to misfortune and good fortune, so be careful."

However, Lei Fuxing didn't yell or lose control like ordinary people. There was just a flash of sadness in his eyes.

And as Lei Fuxing blinked, this sadness disappeared without a trace.

His expression was calm and he said calmly: "Mr. Jin, I think you understand what I'm asking. I want to know whether this incident was an accident or whether someone attacked my father."

"Accident, definitely an accident, I can guarantee that."

Mr. Jin said hurriedly
Lei Fuxing looked at Mr. Jin's appearance and nodded slowly after a long time.

"Okay, let's go."

Lei Fuhong and Jin Lao walked out of the airport. At this time, a luxury motorcade was parked outside, waiting there.

"Fu Hong, get in the car. Others are already waiting for us at the headquarters. Let's get there quickly."

Jin Lao said.

"it is good."

Lei Fuhong nodded.

The two sat in the back seat of the car, and then the motorcade set off and left the airport.

Sanlian Gang headquarters, villa manor.

The motorcade drove in slowly and stopped in the courtyard. Bodyguard Zhu Yongshang got out of the car and opened the door for Lei Fuxing.

Lei Fuxing looked at the manor and villa and sighed in his heart. The manor was still the same manor, no change from before he went abroad, but his father Lei Gong was no longer there.

"Fu Hong, let's go, they are all waiting in the hall." Mr. Jin came over and said.

Lei Fuxing collected his excess emotions, straightened his collar, and followed Mr. Jin into the villa.

"Old Jin, Mr. Lei."

At the door, two young men standing guard saw Mr. Jin and Lei Fufang and nodded in greeting.

The two entered the hall on the first floor, which was as spacious as a palace. At this time, there was a circle of chairs in the hall, like a round table meeting.

Sitting on the chairs were Ding Yao, Shan Ji, Ke Zhihua, and Uncle Zhong Yong. There were two empty chairs, obviously prepared for Mr. Jin and Lei Fufang.

"Fu Hong, you're back." Ding Yao saw Lei Fu Hong appear, stood up and said softly.

"Master Lei, you are finally back."

Uncle Zhongyong also stood up from his seat.

He is short and fat, with a big belly, a big head and a thick neck. He looks like an old farmer.

He spoke in a rough voice, as if there was a lump of phlegm stuck in his throat, and his face was unshaven. Overall, he was an unkempt person.

Although Ke Zhihua and Shanji also stood up, they did not show much enthusiasm for Lei Fufang and just nodded in greeting.

"Okay, Fu Hong is back now, let's officially start our meeting."

As Mr. Jin said, he and Lei Fuxing walked to their respective seats and sat down.

"It stands to reason that when Fu Hong returns from abroad, the first thing he should do is host his father's funeral.

However, the Sanlian Gang cannot live without its leader. The gang has been in chaos these days, and a suitable person must be selected today.

Everyone here is the mainstay of the Sanlian Gang, and I think the gang leader selected by you is enough to convince most people. " said Mr. Jin.

"You are right, Mr. Jin."

Uncle Zhongyong followed up and said in a rough voice: "Since the death of Boss Lei, many people in the gang have had their own thoughts and it has been a mess.

But fortunately, Mr. Lei, you are finally back. I can also hand over the position of gang leader to you. I can't just occupy the latrine and not shit.

If we don't fight again, others will think that I am trying to usurp the throne and become the boss.

Let me tell you, I am not that kind of person. I know that I am a big boss, and I have never thought about the position of the gang leader. "

Uncle Zhongyong shouted with a loud voice.

After Lei Gong's death, Zhong Yongbo temporarily managed the Sanlian Gang and was regarded as the nominal acting gang leader.

But as he said, he has no desire to be the leader of the Sanlian Gang.

He is self-aware and knows that his abilities are not enough, and he is also extremely loyal to Lei Gong, otherwise his nickname would not be Zhongyong Bo. (End of chapter)

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