Southern paradise.

Juyi Hall.

Tang Ji, Wu Xing, Wu Li, Mi Wen, Zhang Tianfu, Madman...

In Southern Paradise, everyone at captain level or above was present.

The tiger leather chair originally placed directly above was moved to one side.

Instead, there was a wheelchair, and Mr. Hu was sitting in the wheelchair.

Behind Mr. Hu stood Dr. Zhang and several nurses, on call at any time.

On the right side of Mr. Hu are sitting Ma Yingxue and Xiao Jun.

Everyone who came in called Mr. Tiger after seeing him.

But Master Hu kept his eyes tightly closed and didn't say a word.

Didn't respond to anyone's greeting.

The once heroic and lion-like man was now sitting in a wheelchair like a sick cat.

With his head full of white hair and thin body, he is not much different from a waning old man.

After everyone came in, they saw Master Hu with his eyes closed and seemed to be in a bad mood.

They didn't dare to speak.

The Juyi Hall was very quiet, with a depressing atmosphere that made people breathless.

A few more minutes passed.

Tang Ji, who had been paying attention to the admission situation, counted the number of people again.

I found that everyone had arrived.

So he bent down, lowered his head and whispered to Master Hu: "Master Hu, everyone is here."

"Um."

Master Hu still closed his eyes and waved his hand.

Everyone in the Juyi Hall focused on Master Hu, and naturally saw Master Hu's movements.

The next second.

Master Hu, who had closed his eyes for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes.

They were a pair of turbid, vicissitudes of life, yet deep, sharp eyes.

It was like a sharp sword, cutting through a bright sword light.

Mr. Hu's sharp eyes looked over from Mi Wen on the left.

Mi Wen felt as if he was stabbed by Mr. Hu's sharp eyes and quickly lowered his head.

I was beating a drum in my heart and thought to myself: Mr. Tiger’s sword is still young...

Starting from Mi Wen, Mr. Hu looked over one by one. Everyone who looked at Mr. Hu lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at Mr. Hu.

Be the first to win.

Without saying a word, just one glance, Mr. Tiger has already demonstrated his unparalleled authority in the Southern Paradise.

After several days of Qingyang's care, although Mr. Hu still couldn't stand up, his complexion was much better than before.

He doesn't speak so quietly anymore.

But in order to allow people who were sitting further away to hear what Master Hu was saying clearly, Tang Jit had someone prepare a small speaker and place it in front of Master Hu.

After Lord Hu looked around at the crowd, he said in a low voice with an irrefutable tone:

"I want to inform everyone of something."

Master Hu's first words made everyone in the Juyi Hall quickly raise their heads and look at him with bright eyes.

Mi Wen and Zhou Xing looked the most excited. They both wanted to know who was Mr. Tiger's successor.

Ma Yingxue looked at these old friends and sighed in her heart: Human nature pursues profit... If they know later that Master Hu has handed over the Southern Paradise to the Da Zhangshu Base, I don't know what their reaction will be...

Master Hu looked calm and continued:

"I handed over Southern Paradise to Oil City, and Oil City will send someone to take it over when the time comes."

One word stirred up a thousand waves.

The Juyi Hall suddenly exploded.

Mi Wen's face was extremely ugly. He looked at Zhou Xing's expression across from him, and it looked like he was constipated.

Only the madman had a calm expression, as if he had expected it.

"What on earth is Lord Tiger thinking? Why should we be handed over to people from Oil City? I don't want to."

"Yes, from now on I will just follow others and have to watch the faces of the people in Oil City."

"Damn it, Mr. Tiger is so confused!"

.......

Everyone was talking in low voices below, but no one dared to loudly and openly refute Master Hu's arrangement.

Master Hu did not pay attention to their discussion and continued to speak:

"You follow Southern Paradise when the time comes, and take all supplies and people to Oil City."

"In addition, I also won the position of their non-staff personnel. When you join Oil City, you can directly become non-staff personnel..."

"Some of you may not be aware of the benefits of non-staff personnel, Tang Ji..."

"Come and talk to them."

"yes."

Tang Ji stood up from behind Master Hu and said loudly to everyone:

"Being a non-staff member of Oil City, you can enjoy food subsidies every week... In addition, there are other hidden benefits, such as: 1,..."

.......

Tang Ji told everyone the benefits of joining Oil City.

But instead of calming down, the crowd below became even more noisy.

Finally, someone couldn't hold it any longer.

Zhou Xing stood up directly and asked Master Hu in a questioning tone:

"Master Hu, shouldn't you have discussed this decision with all of us?"

"Although our Southern Paradise is not as strong as Oil City, it is not weak. We have to integrate into Oil City."

"To put it nicely, it means integrating into it; to put it worse, it means being annexed by them."

"I oppose joining Oil City for several reasons."

"1. If we join Oil City, as outsiders, they will definitely not treat us as well as they treat their own people. They might use us as cannon fodder."

"2. From now on, we have to listen to the words of the Oil City. We will have no autonomy at all. To be honest, isn't the current cooperation model bad? We must let them annex us."

"3, so many brothers have gone there, what should we do with our own base in South Paradise? Is it left here to be abandoned?"

"4. Our supplies must also be handed over to them. It is really too cheap for them. Mr. Hu, you are confused!!"

.....

"I believe it's fine if I'm the only one who thinks so, but no one is willing to join Oil City and work behind them. If you don't believe me, ask other people what they think."

"If everyone doesn't want to go, Mr. Hu can't force everyone to go alone..."

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After saying that, Zhou Xing looked at Mi Wen.

Mi Wen made eye contact with Zhou Xing and instantly knew what Zhou Xing was thinking.

No more confrontation for the time being, let’s deal with Master Hu’s decision first.

After all, the competition between Miwen and Zhou Xing over who should be the successor was an internal conflict.

But now Master Hu wants to hand over Southern Paradise to Oil City, and neither of them will benefit.

The two people now are grasshoppers standing on the same rope, with the same interests.

Automatically become an alliance.

It only took Mi Wen a few seconds to think about it all, so he looked at Master Hu and said:

"Master Hu, I don't agree with joining Oil City either."

"Master Hu, you still can't trust us people, do you have to trust those outsiders in Oil City..."

"What I'm mainly worried about is not my thoughts, but the people under my command. I'm afraid that if I tell them the news, they will have objections. If a mutiny breaks out, it will be difficult for me to control it."
To be continued...