"Mr. Wan ever served in the US military?" Zhang Guobin asked.

Wantong said frankly: "After I turned seventeen, I participated in the physical examination lottery. I was unlucky and won the service lottery."

"Served in the Marine Corps for six years. During this period, due to his excellent training performance, he was selected as an officer with the rank of second lieutenant. He retired three years ago and returned to work in San Francisco."

The U.S. military's military service system consists of a "wartime conscription system" and a "peaceful conscription system". The specific implementation is similar to the mainland military service system.

According to wartime regulations, all American youths between the ages of 17 and 25 are obliged to join the military. In peacetime, all young people who meet the age requirements are required to participate, and recruits are recruited based on personal wishes and lottery.

The Mainland has a compulsory military system in name. In fact, after entering peacetime, it still adopts a recruitment system for conscription. The better the economy, the higher the retirement subsidies.

"Mr. Wan is a Chinese American and is governed by American law. It is reasonable for him to serve in the army." Zhang Guobin drank tea.

Asked: "But since Mr. Wan was selected as an officer, why did he take the initiative to retire?"

"As far as I know, U.S. military officers are well-paid. Within twenty years of service, professional soldiers have a 100% chance of being promoted to a senior position, and the chance of being promoted to a school-level officer is more than half."

The more developed the country, the better the military benefits. Being an officer in the US military is very domineering, and you can get legal immunity when you are stationed in other countries.

Play whatever you want, be the big daddy of the gringos!

Wantong said sternly: "Mr. Zhang, with my background, there is no need to receive military pay from the US military."

"It's just that I was unlucky and won the lottery. According to the regulations, I had to go to serve. At that time, I thought that since I was going to do it, I had to do it well."

"To prove my status in the family and let my father take a high look, my father asked me to return to San Francisco to help in the second year after I became the leader. I took the initiative to apply for retirement and come back."

"Mr. Zhang, please rest assured. I will cut off the chicken head, drink blood wine, and worship at Hongmen. I will never forget my family, country, and ancestors and become enemies of my own nation!"

Zhang Guobin nodded: "President Wan has a good family background. I believe in you and want to promote you to be a double-bonus stick, a professional in Pittsburgh."

"Would you like to help me?"

Wantong took a deep breath, cupped his fists and said, "Aton is willing to serve Chairman Zhang!"

"Um."

Zhang Guobin understood what he did very well. After all, he was the son of a mistress and had an improper background.

Modern people don't talk about the difference between ordinary people and ordinary people. It's true that everyone has the right to inherit, but the traditional Chinese concepts are not easy to change.

Illegitimate children are destined to be inferior to others.

After you become an adult, you will definitely need to make achievements and gain your father's approval before you have a chance to share the family business.

Even if he was admitted as an American officer, he was still called back to join the society. This shows that Wantong's status in the family is not high, but he was born into a wealthy overseas Chinese family and his starting point is already higher than that of most people in the world.

The company’s bowl of rice is not delicious, but there is a lot of rice in the bowl!

"Your father is my benefactor. Cultivating you is my repayment to your father. In the future, as long as you are capable, you will do well."

"You are my most trusted friend in the Grand Hall!"

Wantong blushed and shouted with great ambition: "I will definitely live up to Mr. Zhang's trust!"

Zhang Guobin has long been sitting on the chariot of the Wan family. There is no harm in using people from the Wan family.

"Let's have tea." He waved.

Wantong took a sip of tea to calm down, but finally said anxiously: "Mr. Zhang, will the other big bosses have any objections to me before I have made any achievements?"

"Dagongtang developed alone in North America. Most of the big boys in the family are red sticks. Only my cousin and Uncle Han are double red sticks."

This is because in recent decades all the Hongmen brands in North America have been annexed by the Dagongtang, and it is too dazzling for a large society with millions of people to wear double-flower red sticks. Later, the new big bosses all wore red sticks uniformly.

Zhang Guobin said: "You are the biggest gangster in the world. Do you need any merit to be appointed as a double bonus?"

"The virtue of a gentleman is to be killed in the fifth life. You are only the second life born to Lord Wanshan. As long as I ask you to wear a double red stick, no one in the world will dare to object."

Wantong was shocked by Mr. Zhang's tyranny and nodded hastily: "Mr. Zhang is right."

The matter of Wantong's double-bonus bonus was quickly put on the agenda. As expected, no one in the Grand Hall objected, and everyone was in favor.

No matter how unbalanced you are in your heart, if the new mountain leader is trying to flatter the old mountain leader, who dares to come out and oppose it?

Lose the face of two mountain masters at once, even the iron ticket to avoid death will not be able to save you!

At the same time, Wan Tanyuan announced the appointment and dismissal of the leaders of the four parishes at the meeting. After the meeting, Daji quietly winked at Brother Qiu and Weishika. Zhang Huawu received Brother Qiu's signal at the street corner and almost

People drove to the bay in the North Beach area for a walk.

Daji was holding an Alaskan dog, holding the leash tightly while walking the dog.

"Next month, people from our three districts will change their jobs."

"The new boss has great opinions on us."

Ah Qiu smoked: "It's normal. We were all competitors of the new boss before. It's understandable to be a little wary. Just follow the boss's wishes."

Zhang Huawu looked relaxed and walked happily: "I have never dealt with the head of state before. If Mr. Zhang touches anyone, he will not touch me. You should think more about what to do."

"Be good."

Daji said: "Who in the Hongmen family doesn't know that Mr. Zhang is going to start a killing spree. He will first help Wan Shanzhu's son to take over, and then help the old uncle to take over the position of Führer Bai."

"The new official has three things to do when he takes office. Once the position changes, our foundation will not be stable. It will really be up to others to take over."

Seeing that something was wrong, Zhang Huawu immediately stepped out and said, "I have an appointment with my brothers to play basketball tonight. Let's leave now and you can chat."

Daji saw him running away and said disdainfully: "You are a coward."

Ah Qiu said: "Daqi, why are you here again fanning the flames?"

"Uncle Bai might have listened to you last time and went back to prepare for a big event, and his life was in vain."

Old God Daji said: "Aqiu, don't misunderstand me!"

"I just can't bear to see my brothers being unlucky, so I asked them to come out and talk in advance. Visa, you and Uncle Bai used to have a life-long friendship."

Visaka rolled his eyes: "What?"

"A friendship that has passed away must die with him?"

Daji followed the dog for a few steps and said: "Hahaha, it doesn't matter if you want to die or not, you are just afraid that others will want you to die!"

Weishika's heart skipped a beat: "The words are rough but the reasoning is not rough."

Before you want to kill someone, the best way is to transfer him out of his position and kill him before he has enough power.

"Daji!"

"what do you think?"

He chased after him.

Daji casually replied: "What you think is what I think. Poor Uncle Bai, Doukui, you have worked hard for the group all your life, and in the end each one is worse than the last."

Wisika tightened his heartstrings and stammered: "The new boss has been chosen, so we won't go on a killing spree, right?"

Daji laughed wildly: "Hahaha, you are really naive!"

"I asked someone to inquire about it. The new boss is known as the Blood Dragon in Xiangjiang. Anyone who offends him will have a good end!"

"Either kill Cai Hai, or... borrow the police's gun to kill you. Do you think the dragon will change its character after crossing the Pacific Ocean? It's funny, think about what to do!"

Visaka's face was pale, his eyes were horrified, and a thousand American-style deaths had appeared in his mind.

For example, you were shot by a nigger when you were in the supermarket, you were shot to death by the police while driving, you were shot to death while walking your dog, etc...

"Isn't it?"

"Big Brother!"

"Is there any way to beg for mercy from Boss Zhang?" He quickly caught up and shouted, "Uncle Bai and I are not familiar with each other!"

Daji shook his head: "Boss Zhang and I are not familiar with each other, so take care of yourself."

No matter what Visa thinks.

Seven days later, Wan Tanyuan held a mountain gate ceremony, opened the incense hall, accepted Su Qiming into the Hongmen Grand Hall, washed off the righteousness and Hongying on his back, and was awarded the post of red stick in the Grand Hall with a sound of the ground.

Wantong has always been meritorious, and he was awarded a double-flower red stick by the Grand Hall. Chairman Wan and Zhang Guobin represented the Grand Hall, and He Yihai awarded him a double-flower!

One is the red flower of Dagongtang, and the other is the red flower of Heyihai. They are famous for their splendid scenery, wealth and splendor.

Zhang Guobin must admit the importance of having a good father. Just inheriting a piece of the family business is worth a lifetime of struggle. Fortunately, he is also going to be a father.

In the incense hall.

Zhang Guobin called Weisika in front of him: "Mr. Chen, in two days, Vantone will go with you to Pittsburgh to take office. You are limited to complete the handover of real power within fifteen days, and then you can go to Philadelphia and Daji to hand over the power.

, Daji will go to Honolulu to take up his post, and it will take two months to ensure that the handover of the four halls is orderly, and that there should be no problems with the territory and business."

He took a cigar from Wantong and held it in his mouth: "If there is a problem, solve it. If you can't solve the problem, don't do it."

Weishika's heart trembled when he heard this, and he took out the prepared draft: "Mr. Zhang, I have something to tell you."

"What's up?"

"My mother is old and bedridden..."

Zhang Guobin narrowed his eyes: "Do you want to resign?"

Weishika was wearing a suit and looked tall, but he was so frightened that he trembled all over, clasped his fists and said, "I want to do my best to show my filial piety."
To be continued...