"Xi Guoliang has one share, and I will hand over one share to my superior, Cai Jinping."

In front of the spiritual throne.

Xi Guoliang bowed deeply, turned around, bowed again to his family, and handed over two pieces of silk money. The family members bent down to thank him and returned two gifts.

Second floor, banquet.

After Zhang Guobin finished chatting with the people in the Daquan Gang and the Number Gang, he raised his glass and turned to a dining table with a serious expression on his face: "Thank you for your hard work, sir."

Xi Guoliang stood up modestly and gave way: "Do your best."

"Don't worry, He Yihai won't cause trouble again." Zhang Guobin patted him on the shoulder and said: "Please give me a thank you to Sir Cai."

"If the police and citizens cooperate, the country will be peaceful and the people safe." Xi Guoliang said with a smile.

corner.

Xin Ji Xiang Qiang, with a small prefix of Yi, sits in the hall.

Everyone was filled with envy when they saw the chief superintendent of the police force groveling in front of Zhang Sheng and acting so cautiously.

"Yes, when the police and the people work together to make the whole family a family, Hong Kong will have a wonderful future."

Zhang Sheng took a sip of wine and asked casually: "Is Sir Cai busy recently?"

"Come out and watch a boxing match together when you have time."

Xi Guoliang said thoughtfully: "Sir Cai has been busy preparing for the police force's uniform change recently and has meetings every day."

"OK."

"I'll make an appointment in person." Zhang Guobin smiled softly.

Xi Guoliang sat back down, and he came to a group of club brothers. The brothers quickly stood up and raised their glasses together: "Grandpa."

"Grandpa."

Zhang Guobin looked at the group of brothers with different looks and temperaments, and nodded slightly: "My condolences."

This class is all Laosijiu from Shandong Street Hall.

The brothers had sad expressions and sad eyes, and they drank together with their heads held high.

Zhang Guobin changed tables and toasted again.

Haibo said from the side: "The landlords are very good to the brothers in Shandong Street. Sometimes the real estate developers have not received the payment for the project, so they arrange for the brothers to go to the real estate developers to ask for money, and at the same time they dig into their pockets to pay the brothers on time. They have worked for twenty

After several years of construction, it gradually became the famous wall plaster shop."

"Wall plastering is not an easy industry. Demolition is difficult, and construction is difficult. The Hong Kong government and real estate developers are not easy to mess with."

"I remember that when the landlord first joined the association, he went to the real estate developer with a bucket of gasoline and asked for money. He poured gasoline on himself and sat in the real estate developer's living room waiting for the money."

Zhang Guobin had some free time, lit a cigarette, and stood in the corner: "Back then, when the company had not yet transformed, the business done by the landlords was the best. Among the ten landlords in Yihai, they were very capable, and their sons were sent to study in the United States early.

, now come back and be a doctor."

Haibo asked: "The landlord's son is not a member of the community. Even if the landlord's family withdraws from the world in the future, the street entrance of Shandong still needs someone to take care of it."

"One-third of the workers in the Guobin Building are brothers from Shandong Street. If they are not managed well, it will affect the real estate company's business and cause huge losses."

Zhang Guobin pursed his cigarette holder and exhaled: "I want the forklift guy to take care of it."

Haibo looked puzzled: "Forklift guy?"

Zhang Guobin said: "He is the landlord's nephew. He used to manage the construction company's engineering fleet and his performance has always been very good. Although he has not helped the company kill people or show off horses, he has been in the company for a long time and has straw sandals on his back.

You can take care of a hall."

Haibo originally thought that it was natural for the white paper fan "A Sheng" to take over the Shandong Street Hall, but when he thought that "A Sheng" had made a small mistake before, he thought it would be good to replace him with someone else.

"It's up to you where you sit."

Zhang Guobin suddenly waved his hand and shouted: "Forklift boy!"

"ah?"

A young man wearing work clothes, with dark skin and an upright appearance, turned around. He didn't realize who was calling him for a moment, and looked around.

Many bosses, leaders, and Ma Zai looked at him.

The forklift boy felt the focus of the eyes around him and felt a little panicked. Just when someone was about to remind him, he heard another shout.

"You take care of the business on Shandong Street first!"

Zhang Guobin shouted loudly.

When the forklift driver found the person, his expression was both surprised and happy. He was very surprised: "Yes...yes...yes!"

"Grandpa!"

His tone was at first hesitant and uneasy, but then his heart was filled with joy, and he shouted loudly and energetically.

"Do good work for the company."

Zhang Guobin told him not to talk to him again, but the forklift guy immediately became the focus of the venue, and the mood at the nearby tables became heated.

In the world of martial arts, if someone comes down, someone will come up!

It is impossible not to do the company's business. Doing a good job in the company's business is more important than killing many people.

At the wine table, the hostess, Brother Liao, looked unhappy. He lowered his glass, sullen and sullen.

Brother Liao is the leader in charge of purchasing raw materials for the company and is a capable person among the brothers in Shandong Street. He thought he had a good chance of taking over the position of the landlord.

Unexpectedly, the position was snatched by another capable person, the forklift guy. Of course, there are at least six or seven capable people like him who are the head of a business department in Shandong Street, and one of them is sitting at the same table as Brother Liao.

, seeing this, he said angrily: "Hey, are you unhappy?"

"Alyo!"

Brother Liao looked back at him: "Little Flathead, I'm going to attack your mother and ask you to talk nonsense?"

The little flathead laughed repeatedly: "Hahaha, Aliao, Landlord Brother's class, let me ask you first if you are qualified to take it. Brother Forklift is the nephew of Landlord Brother, and he joined the company in 1979, and joined the company in 1981

Straw sandals, with big soles, what age are they now?"

"The value of the soles I wore in the early years has skyrocketed. There are not many people with enough qualifications and ability to take over. Do I have to give you a red stick just to promote you to the top?"

"Are you worthy? You!"

Brother Liao was unconvinced and said: "The rules of the world are that whoever avenges the boss will take over!"

Someone was holding dishes and interjected: "That's not your share either!"

"Brother Landlord, this is your last meal, eat well!" another person cursed.

Now the Heyihai system has become closer to perfection. Promotions at every office and branch are selected within the same system, which can ensure the business capabilities of the bosses.

And retain the rising channels of the brothers below.

The old school rules are becoming less and less effective and unpopular. The vast majority of brothers have no problem with the forklift boy being promoted, because the leader of Shandong Street should be chosen in Shandong Street. There is some competition in Shandong Street.

The opinions of the author are based on their own interests and do not count.

Could it be that the brothers who are promoted to the execution hall are the ones who do the work in the execution hall? If everyone goes to the execution hall, how can the brothers in the area be convinced? The punishment cousins ​​can only take the promotion route of team leader, top horse, and execution master.

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Nowadays, with the expansion of Heyihai, the straw sandals and white paper fan soles used in the early years of employment are indeed becoming more and more obvious. However, everyone gets the benefits. The brothers have buildings and cars, and the boss

As their incomes and status rise, correspondingly, the value of the soles is indeed getting higher and higher. It is difficult to get a job without making any great achievements, and it is even more difficult to get a job with the red stick.

…

night.

Xi Guoliang left the Lijing Hotel and patted the uniformed inspector on the shoulder: "It's over!"

The uniformed inspector turned around and saw that the members of the society had begun to disperse in twos and threes, and immediately agreed: "Yes, sir."

"Beep."

Ring the siren for a car in front of you.

The vehicle flashed twice, and a wire connected to the circuit board flashed two sparks. The sparks instantly ignited the bomb next to it.

"Whoosh!"

Sparks turned into fireworks.

A ball of yellow-blue flame exploded.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud noise, the car flipped into the sky and crashed to the ground.

"Bang!"

Glass splashed everywhere.

The uniformed police officers, hotel security guards, and club brothers at the scene all turned their heads and looked at the car with shocked eyes.

Xi Guoliang fell down due to the impact of the explosion, rolled several meters, and lay on the roadside covered with scars.
To be continued...