"In his sixties, President Wan is still strong and strong. He has great ambitions for the territory of South America, and he swallowed it up in one bite."

"It really showed me what kind of ambition!" Zhang Guobin returned to the hotel, washed his face with water and wiped it with a tissue. The burgundy color on his face faded a bit. He discussed club affairs with President Wan for the first time. Wan Hui

The decisiveness shown by Chang really gave him a new understanding of the master of Hongmen Mountain in the world.

"With the help of 711 chain stores, North American Dagongtang will rapidly expand its foundation in South America. After all, although 711 is small, it has many stores and can be found in various cities throughout South America." In the 1980s, South America was the region with the most 711 stores.

It was not until 2000 that 711 began to be deployed in East Asia.

"But this is fine. I will also have a share of the credit for Dagongtang's development in South America in the future. If I want to do business in South America, Dagongtang will be my backer." Zhang Guobin thought to himself.

The next day.

morning.

Chinatown, Dagongtang Hongquan Martial Arts Museum.

President Wan wore a long gown, with one hand behind his back, and stepped into the threshold with one step.

Hu Nianzhong, Li Wangbei, Zhou Baoyuan, and six Dagongtang directors followed closely. Inside the vast martial arts hall, the practice fields paved with bluestones were each the size of a standard football field on the left and right sides, totaling an area of ​​one and a half hectares.

Due to years of wind and rain, the bluestone surface has been mottled and worn, and the natural stone patterns have been smoothed away by the practice of sun and moon.

A long corridor in the middle leads directly to the Chinese-style hall inside. A middle-aged man wearing black training clothes and a leopard embroidered on his chest stands in front of the steps of the pavilion.

The head coach of Hongmen, Bao Zilin has met the mountain master!"

"I've seen the Mountain Master!" Three hundred men on each side of the training ground wearing black shirts, with their cuffs rolled up and their hands behind their backs, shouted in unison.

Among the three hundred beaters, they were mainly yellow-skinned overseas Chinese, but mixed with some white-skinned mixed-races, and even purebred blacks and whites.

As long as Hongmen's gangs are strong enough in North America, foreign gangsters who want to join the gang and earn a living will naturally consider Hongmen as an option. While Hongmen seeks to survive overseas and unite the Chinese, it will also

When absorbing overseas people.

There are more blacks than whites in the business, commercial, and civil service departments. There are relatively few gangsters and gunmen in the martial arts studios. Most of the investment politicians are white.

"Dear Hongmen brothers, the new church in South America is in need of brave men to go to celebrate the birthday. Today, I drink wine and incense with you to pay respect to the ancestors of heaven and earth. I wish you all a safe journey and a successful return!"

Wantanyuan, Hu Nianzhong and the others took the stick of incense handed over by the master and took the lead in offering incense to the spiritual tablets of the Three Yings and the Five Ancestors, the ancestors of all generations, installed in the hall.

Under the arrangements of the auditorium staff, the three hundred brothers each received a piece of incense. They stood on the bluestone slab, raised the incense in their hands, and bowed down three times.

Everyone inserted the incense into the small mound prepared in front of the bluestone slab, received a bowl of rice wine, and drank it all in one gulp with their heads held high.

Wan Tanyuan raised his sleeves to wipe away the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, waved his hand and smashed the porcelain bowl on the ground. Bang, the sound of three hundred people smashing the bowl suddenly sounded: "hoe the strong and help the weak, eliminate violence and make peace, and help each other!"

The loud shouts of three hundred people echoed through the sky. Zhang Guobin, dressed in a green gown and holding a paper fan, stood aside to watch the ceremony.

"The foundation of Dagongtang is really strong. It can easily send more than 300 people to South America. Each one of them is an elite fighter who came from a boxing gym. The seeds of 300 people are sown in South America, and thousands of people can develop in a few years."

Tens of thousands of Hong Ying brothers!”

"It is worthy of being a main hall that has been inherited for hundreds of years. It has been developed abroad for more than two hundred years and has become a local hegemon over time." Zhang Guobin intuitively realized how strong the Hongmen Main Hall is.

Half of the power of Hongmen in the world is in the main hall and the other half is in the world. The domestic grand halls have already jumped out of the world and entered another level.

As the largest brand in Hong Kong, He Yihai has to recruit 300 elite fighters who are from martial arts schools and are loyal to the club. They will not even think about joining other clubs within three years.

What's more, if we still leave the country and go to other places to expand our territory, organizational skills alone are a difficulty.

It can be said that among the twelve local halls in Heyihai, each of the halls has only one to two hundred capable disciples from a martial arts school.

This kind of wage earner has always been the foundation of the association, which is very different from the short mules taken back from outside, or even the wage earners on the periphery.

"President Wan can be regarded as a man who is proud of himself in the world." Zhang Guobin sighed: "The number of people in the world who have reached his level can be counted on five fingers in the world."

He has prospered in Hong Kong, and is a well-known figure in East Asian Chinese circles. But he can barely be considered a figure in the world of martial arts, but after all, he is really ranked tenth.

It’s hard to say. After all, East Asia’s monster house has an official reputation. In comparison, the East Asia world is just a pond. If you want to join the world, you still have to go to a free country. Those mafia families and drug lord groups are all in trouble.

Not weaker than Hongmen.

Hongmen Tangkou actually has a more advantageous territory than mafia families and drug lord groups, that is, it has a system to unite lower-level brothers and seek benefits for them. The number of people on the periphery is far greater than that of mafia families and drug lord groups.

Different from the drug lord group's method of openly waging war with the government, it always cultivates regional influence in a subtle way.

You can participate in the "fight for the dragon" whenever you have the opportunity, and you can cultivate spokespersons to come to power if you don't have the opportunity. This is an organization that cares about the world and its own destiny, and is born to start a business.

It was precisely by relying on the institutional advantages of Hongmen that Zhang Guobin was able to unite 110,000 righteous brothers in Xiangjiang and gain considerable influence in the colony.

"powerful!"

"The Grand Hall is really strong!"

"I have to have a good relationship with Wan Hui, there will definitely be benefits in the future!" Zhang Guobin thought about the poor 23 shops in Xiangjiang Heyi. There were only a few people in the Xiangtang to draw the life and death lot, and there were only three in the Grand Hall.

All hundred people come forward!

Weak chickens, you are so weak chickens. Hongmen is so majestic and majestic when the Dagongtang orders the world!

Zhang Guobin waited for the ceremony to end and was invited to go to Dagongtang for a meeting. The three hundred brothers of Dagontang immediately took a boat and sea route to Dezhou. Chartering a plane for 300 people was too luxurious, and Dezhou was a long way away. It could be done by sea transportation by just one ship.

It can be transported by car and is the most suitable transportation route.

In a Chinese-style teahouse built of sandalwood in the Dagongtangdi, a family photo from the Tianxia Hongmen Commemoration Conference hangs on the wall.

Zhang Guobin looked at the forty-seven district representatives in the photo who were wearing Chinese tunic suits, with different looks and temperaments, and found a familiar figure in the crowd.

"This is the leader of Hongmen in Hong Kong back then, Hei Guren!" Hei Chai introduced from the side.

Zhang Guobin nodded slightly: "He is a famous senior."

Hei Guren has a decent appearance and a peasant temperament. If he were not wearing a Chinese tunic suit and standing among a group of gangsters, it would be difficult to imagine that he is a gangster.

Hei Chai took Zhang Guobin and sat down on a chair on the right, Wan Tanyuan sat at the top, Hu Nianzhong sat at the first place on the left, and below were a dozen directors from each hall.

Heichai holds the title of Honorary Vice President of Hongmen, so it is very reasonable for him to be at the forefront.

Zhang Guobin sits among the top five, which gives him somewhat special treatment.

It made him feel a little uncomfortable.

After Wan Tanyuan sat down, he straightened his long robe and said loudly: "This year is 1985. Exactly 40 years ago, in 1945, Mr. Situ integrated the three major halls in North America and established the Grand Hall to hold the World Hongmen Commemoration Conference.

Seventeen Hongmen incense masters rushed to North America, and a total of more than 2,000 Hongmen patriots participated."

"At that time, the helmsman of Hongmen was Hutchison Hoi Kwan-yen. Mr. Szeto granted Hoi-Koo-jen the position of honorary director of the Grand Hall, enjoying all the same rights as a Takung Tong director and managing Hong Kong affairs for Hongmen!"

"After a lapse of 40 years, Mr. Hei Guren has passed away long ago. It is a pity that Xiangjiang Hongmen and Heji have split. Fortunately, Mr. Zhang came up and reorganized Xiangjiang Hongmen and founded Heyi."

"Although I, Wan Tanyuan, have little talent and little knowledge, I cannot compare with Mr. Situ and do not have enough prestige to hold a world-wide Hongmen begging conference." Chairman Wan said in a respectful tone, cupping his hands and saying, "But I feel that Mr. Zhang has done a great job for me.

He has made contributions and is the leader of Hongmen. He has made outstanding achievements and is worthy of being awarded the position of director of the Grand Hall."

"What do you think?" Wan Tanyuan raised the tea cup, opened the lid, and brewed tea soup.

Zhang Guobin looked surprised and was about to stand up and refuse.

But Hei Chai beamed with joy and quickly stretched out his hand to hold his leg.

Hu Nianzhong sat calmly aside and carefully observed the expressions of the directors. Among the directors, there were mature and stable veterans of the previous generation, as well as newcomers, such as Zhang Huawu, a Los Angeles barber who was highly regarded by the president, and New York barbarian.

The craftsman is "Guanzhuang Bai", the Chicago craftsman is "Uncle Han", the Philadelphia craftsman is "Da Ji", and the San Francisco craftsman is "Cousin".

I saw that the three old Jianghus, Cousin, Uncle Han, and Führer Bai, had no care on their faces, and could not tell whether they were happy or angry. However, Daji stared at the "Prince Bin" with great interest, while Zhang Huawu had a picture of something happening on his face.

It's none of your business, whatever your expression is.

None of the five strongest Zhashi people had any objections, and the Zhazhi people in other cities had nothing to say. President Wan's control over the Grand Hall was strong enough.

The title of an honorary director is just a false position. It does not affect the interests of all parties and does not divide the cake, especially since the Grand Hall still needs to use He Yihai's industry to enter South America.

My cousin felt that the directors had been underestimated, so he simply encouraged him: "Mr. Zhang is young and promising, has a great reputation, and has made contributions to our Grand Hall. He should set an example for the Hongmen in the world. I suggest that the president buy a horse bone with a thousand gold and give it directly to

An honorary vice president!"

Zhang Guobin glanced at him and deeply remembered the wretched face of his "cousin" who was a clerk in San Francisco.

This old bone is full of evil.

Chairman Wan waved his hand, smiled softly, pretended not to hear, and said: "Since all the directors of the Grand Hall have no objections, Abin, you will be the honorary director of our Grand Hall from now on. In the afternoon, the investiture ceremony will be held to register the seabed.

, be included in the list and announced to the Hongmen of the world."

Zhang Guobin knew that he could no longer refuse, so he simply stood up and clasped his fists and said: "Thank you very much, President Wan and the Hongmen brothers for your love."

Wan Tanyuan also announced Huo Niu as the spokesperson for Houston, and Ananza was appointed as White Paper Fan to assist.

Dismiss the meeting.

No matter how curious Zhang Guobin is about the position of an honorary director, when his words come to his mouth, he turns to: "Grandpa, what is the origin of that bad guy named Cousin?"

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Chapter completed!