Siheyuan: At the beginning, Qin Huairu regrets her marriage

14K does not talk about Wude.

Scar asked:

"Boss, shall we go to the funeral of the Number Gang?"

"Ask Heichai, why are you asking me?"

Scar hesitated to speak,

What can I say:

"Master Hei has already gone to Canada to settle down. It's time for him to sit in the hall. Our Shenghe is held every three years."

Jiang Hua looked at Scar:

"Fuck, it's none of my business, I'm a businessman, don't even think about it."

Dao Scar said: "Mr. Jiang, you see, none of our hall masters below can convince everyone. If you can't use it up, we should throw it away. It's too heartless."

"Stop screaming, motherfucker, I'm an authentic jazz, you want me to be your seat."

"Mr. Jiang, we didn't ask you to be the host, we just asked you to manage us, no different from before."

Several hall masters outside came in and said:

"That's right, Mr. Jiang, what we mean is that we don't choose to sit in the restaurant for the time being."

Jiang Hua is not stupid, my journey is a sea of ​​stars, a small victory.

"Call Heichai back, the money given to him is not missing, let's drop the pick now."

"Master Hei, he's holding his grandson over there. His daughter has already gone over there."

"Jiang Hua looked at the 9 hall masters below, none of them were pleasing to the eye, she was pretty, but unfortunately she was a woman.

Wang Huzi looks too rough, and Dao Scar is too impulsive... "

"Then what about your ex-ex-employee?"

"Dead, hacked more than 10 times."

This TM is the seat of three evil spirits, whoever sits will be unlucky.

No wonder Heichai ran away as soon as his term of office was up.

Jiang Hua felt that he blocked Heichai's evil spirit.

"Then Scar will send some wreaths to the number assistant tomorrow."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, that's fine,

"Mr. Jiang, you are going tomorrow, and Beng Yaju, the boss of the Number Gang, is asking you to have a talk."

"Can't you just go?"

Wang Huzi said obsequiously:

"Now everyone in Xiangjiang knows that Mr. Jiang is the face of Shenghe."

Jiang Hua slapped his head: "Get out!!!"

"Wang Beard, hurry up and get things done in the island country. If you can't open the business in March, I will send you to Africa to mine."

"Yes, yes, I will watch it right away, and I will contact the manufacturer tomorrow."

"What are you still doing here? Do you want me to treat you to dinner?"

"Mr. Jiang, you haven't said whether you will go to the number gang tomorrow!"

Jiang Hua knocked him on the head.

"Bring the brothers tomorrow, dress in a dignified manner, and mourn the funeral with the appearance of mourning."

"Hey! Okay, Mr. Jiang, we will pick you up at your door tomorrow!"

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Chapter 125

Haojiang, Garden Avenue.

A Mercedes Benz slowly drove into the street.

More than 10 luxury cars followed behind.

Thousands of people from the number gang surrounded the street with water.

However, when this convoy passed by, some people maintained basic order until the mourning hall.

A new entrant asked:

"Who is this, so powerful."

"Who else can it be, Shenghe's people, Mr. Jiang."

"Mr. Jiang, I remember that Shenghe's seat is Master Hei."

"You know a hammer. Mr. Shenghe Jiang is the real talker of Shenghe."

Jiang Hua rolled down the window halfway, turned his head to look out the window,

"There are quite a few people in the Number Gang."

As the new hall master, Sha Zhu is busy in the mourning hall.

Brother Hao's wife is dressed in white, she looks pitiful and pitiful.

There were many cars stopping outside.

Jiang Hua was wearing a slim gray suit, and the people behind him were all in black suits.

Very imposing.

Dozens of people from Shenghe lined up, and some people took wreaths, paper figures, etc. from the last truck.

"Mr. Jiang, you are safe and sound! Please come in."

This place is not a place to talk,

Jiang Hua walked into the mourning hall.

Immediately someone shouted: "Mr. Sheng and Jiang came to offer incense...the family returned the gift!"

Jiang Hua looked at the woman in white and the silly pillar behind.

Silly Zhu also looked at him.

The two did not speak.

Jiang Hua returned a gift to the family.

"Mr. Jiang, this way please."

The woman looked at Jiang Hua's back curiously.

He doesn't look like a club boss at all, but like a well-mannered college student.

And seeing Beng Yaju's performance, it is obvious that this person is not just as simple as Shenghe Boss.

Silly Zhu had a calm face, but there was a turmoil in his heart.

Only when he stepped into this industry did he realize the gap with Jiang Hua.

He is now a small hall master with thousands of people under him.

Jianghua doesn't mix with social groups, and with a wave of his arms, tens of thousands of people are fighting for victory.

They Shenghe is the least club like a club, right now.

From top to bottom of the whole community, everyone went to engage in business.

For those who like to fight, Jiang Hua also opened a security company for them.

Don't underestimate the strength of others, the three major associations in Xiangjiang rank second.

It's just about numbers.

Compared with hard power, I don't know who will win and who will lose.

When Jiang Hua entered the room, Beng Yaju poured him tea first, and then said:

"We want Mr. Jiang to mediate the friction between us and 14K."

It seems that the number gang can't support it anymore. Thousands of people fight with weapons, people chew horses and feed them, and there are various expenses afterwards.

The disability of the light brothers is not a small expense.

It's better not to fight well, and focus on your career.

"I am not familiar with 14K Hong Han."

This kind of thing, you have nothing to do with me.

"I'll help you open a casino in Haojiang, and I can help you apply for a license."

Jiang Hua changed the topic.

"This matter is easy to handle. I will treat you two to dinner tomorrow at the Paramount restaurant at 8 pm."

Haojiang Casino, think of the gambling king.

Jiang Hua had to compromise, maybe he could also be a Haojiang tycoon.

"Okay, I will definitely be there."

"Then I'll go to the front to help, Mr. Jiang, please help yourself."

It's all here, Jiang Hua is wandering here with a few people.

Walking to the back garden, a little girl of a few years old was kicking shuttlecock, looking very happy.

Jiang Hua was watching.

"Mr. Jiang, you like children, why don't you give birth to one to play with?"

Speaking of this, Jiang Hua looked depressed. Shen Ziqing and him are fine, but they are not pregnant.