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Zhang Guobin confessed.
"Don't worry, Brother Prince, everyone is sent to the mainland, just a few drivers, and they won't appear in Xiangjiang again."
Bao Yaqiu preached.
"Row."
He raised his wrist, glanced at the famous watch, and nodded.
"Time is up."
"Let's go to a meeting together."
"it is good."
Bao Yaqiu nodded.
Wearing a suit, Zhang Guobin got up and walked out of the office, took the elevator into the basement, boarded the car, and a motorcade drove to the Guangming Photo Gallery.
He sat on the chair, tapped, tapped, and couldn't help tapping lightly on the door frame, showing his inner anxiety.
Li Chenghao was driving the car, wearing a tie, full of energy and emotion.
Nowadays,
Nowadays,
Sitting in the hall officially announced the replacement of the faucet!
changes in history,
Prologue of the era,
Coming soon.
Li Chenghao lowered the car window, took a big gulp of air, and pulled at his tie with his hands. Even though the weather was cool, he still felt uncomfortable in his chest.
Zhang Guobin looked at Li Chenghao's turbulent appearance, and felt a little funny in his heart. Those who didn't know people thought that Da Bohao was in charge today...
This nervous look,
No prospects!
"Squeak." In Mong Kok, the convoy was parked at the entrance of the photo studio, and a group of Yihai people pushed the door to get out of the car. Twenty or so people got off the car along the street, bypassed the front of the car, and escorted the big guy in. The scene was extremely spectacular.
You don't need to hide at this time, anyway, if you hide, the police will still stare at you, so you should be more calm. Dozens of Yihai brothers are all wearing suits, smoking cigarettes, and guarding the entrance of the photo studio seriously. One brother is an elite who is well-known in the name and has a high status.
Two O's police cars parked at the entrance of the photo studio without any disguise. Several plainclothes officers not only got out of the car to smoke, but also ate afternoon tea in the front of the car. Earphones were shining brightly in their ear sockets. They ate and chatted at the same time, as if they were coming watch a play.
The street, the end of the street.
There are also three vehicles in military uniforms parked in each of them, and there are more than a dozen uniformed policemen in the middle of the street, waiting strictly to maintain order in the street. .
"Wow!"
Dongguan Miao held up a large black umbrella and deliberately covered the boss's face, only showing half of the figure in a suit to prevent being photographed by the police.
"Brother Prince."
"Brother Prince."
"Brother Prince..." Zhang Guobin lowered his head slightly, and walked slowly into the hall of the photo studio under the cover of a black umbrella.
On both sides of the street, regardless of whether they are horse boys from Yau Ma Tei or not, a group of elites of famous brands bent down one after another, lowered their heads, and shouted "Brother" in their mouths...
Zhang Guobin nodded slightly as a sign, and immediately brought Bao Yaqiu, Li Chenghao, and Dongguan Miao into the gate of the photo studio. Wow, Dongguan Miao put away the black umbrella, held the umbrella handle, and followed behind the boss.
In the photo gallery, nine uncles, Uncle Gen, Uncle Haibo, and Uncle Gan, are sitting at the tea table in the foyer. Some are wearing long gowns, some are wearing Tang suits, and some are wearing Chinese tunic suits and suits. It was when Prince Bin stepped into the entrance hall, Qiqi held a teacup, turned his head and swept towards the figure in front of him, examining the future new leader of Yihai.
"Uncle Gen, Uncle Haibo, Uncle Gan." Zhang Guobin just stopped, bowed and greeted: "Uncles, are you still in good health?"
"It's okay, it's okay, ○." A group of uncles replied casually, and Uncle Gen said with a smile: "Prince, after discussions with uncles, we have decided to support you as the new boss of Yihai Company with all of Yihai's uncles. "
"Thank you uncles, I'm afraid I'm not up to the job." Zhang Guobin bowed and bowed modestly, Uncle Gen waved his hands as expected: "You go up, Grandpa, Master Su, a group of big bottoms are all upstairs board you."
"Yes, Uncle Gen." Zhang Guobin bowed again, modestly and politely: "Uncles, I want to go up."
"Go."
Uncle Gan waved his hand.
"Da da da."
Zhang Guobin led people upstairs.
A group of uncles were sipping tea, looking at his back with sighs.
"A generation of new people replaces the old ones, and the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead!"
"Ugh."
"Let's drink tea. From now on, the world will not be our old bones, but the younger generation." All the uncles shook their heads, their voices were lonely and desolate.
The narrow hall on the first floor of the photo studio is full of people, and the atmosphere is a bit cool in autumn. In the spacious attic on the second floor of the photo studio, people are sitting in their seats with serious expressions. The photo frames are full, and the big bottoms have a calm expression, as if a flame is burning in the air.
"Grandpa."
"Master Su."
Zhang Guobin said hello.
"Ah."
Heichai nodded.
"Sit down."
Zhang Guobin and Bao Yaqiu returned to their chairs and sat down. Li Chenghao and Dongguan Miao stood behind the chairs with the accounts and the umbrella.
"Pay the number first."
Heichai preached.
"Yes."
All halls agreed in unison, and handed over the accounts with white paper fans. Master Su checked the accounts as usual without haste. The focus of the meeting in the past was an appetizer today.
After half an hour.
Mr. Su was meticulous in checking the accounts. After checking the accounts, he returned the amount to each hall, shaking the paper fan with emotion.
This will be the last time he will be in charge of Yi Hai.
"All right."
Heichai picked up the teacup and spoke.
Qi Qi, the ten heroes of Yihai, was startled, knowing that the main event was coming.
Grandpa,
Will he be re-elected?
At this moment, Heichai was wearing a white Tang suit, brewing tea lightly, and said in a deep voice: "Last year, I appointed Prince Bin as Yihai's next speaker. The development of the sea is good, and the crown prince has made great contributions. I believe that you have benefited a lot from sitting in the hall. In your eyes, this year, in half a month, my term of office will come."
"So I decided to give up my seat in the hall from today onwards, and let the crown prince take this seat!" Heichai took a sip of tea, put down the tea cup slowly, and stood up on the black chair at the head of the long table. With a flick of his sleeves, he took a step forward without dragging his feet, it was unimaginably straightforward.
"Shuh!" The complexions of everyone at the long table changed suddenly, with different expressions, and they were greatly surprised.
Zhang Guobin suppressed his emotions and sat still, and shouted: "Grandpa, I'm afraid I can't bear the lives of Yihai's [-] brothers."
He said from the heart.
This is not a small position, it is the position of the three evil spirits that people are afraid of in the world, but they are deceptive. People from three places, all three evil spirits are injured, and their lives are not hard enough to sit for long.
"Hmph!" Heichai let out his breath, and didn't pay attention to his words. Instead, he glanced around the long table with sharp eyes, and said aloud, "I don't think anyone here will object, right?"
"Yes!"
Standing behind the seat, Li Chenghao raised his chest and raised his head, and shouted in a loud voice.
Yuan Bao immediately changed his plan against grandpa, raised his hand and shouted first, "I support it!"
"I agree."
"I also agree..." Meijie, Mawang, Landlord, Huolong, Baoyaqiu, Belly Wen, Brother Yao all said.
Heichai's tiger eyes were ferocious, he held the dragon's head stick and said, "It doesn't matter whether you agree or disagree with his death!"
"The most important thing is that the seventy thousand brothers and Yihai can live well!"
"Prince, do you agree or not?" Heichai turned his head and stared at Zhang Guobin: "I think you will definitely agree, except Er Wuzi, no one will refuse, right?"
"Abin, come here, take this seat!" Heichai shouted suddenly.
Chapter 208 A New Era
At the head of the long table, a black chair sits in the hall!
This is the location that many people in Heyihai, Jianghu, dream of!
Zhang Guobin looked at Heichai's murderous face, and unconsciously took steps, step by step, with heavy steps, as if there was an invisible force behind him, pushing him to the front of the head.
The young man in a black suit, neatly dressed, with a straight posture, slowly lowered his legs, and sat down firmly in the seat.
At this moment, everyone looked at that young face with fear in their eyes.
"Take the stick!"
"Take power!"
Heichai grasped the faucet stick with five fingers, turned his backhand, handed it up with both hands, and drank loudly.
Zhang Guobin had a serious expression and solemn eyes. He reached out and grabbed the center of the dragon head stick, and swung it backhand. Boom, the dragon head stick was stuck on the ground, and a low voice came out, as if echoing in every heart.
The mahogany carved dragon head with dragon eyes, long beard flying, biting the dragon's lip, and leaping forward in a soaring posture was firmly grasped by a new palm with five fingers spread out!
This faucet stick has a new owner!
Master Su folded his white paper fan, got up from the wooden chair with a flick of his sleeves, held the paper fan, and bowed to the head of the throne. Yihai, brothers stand up, congratulations, sit in the hall, please sit in the hall and lead us to drive out the barbarians, restore China, set up the guidelines and discipline, save the people of Si, Ming Da Fuxinyi, brothers are Han people!"
Ming Da Fu Xin Yi, the Han people are brothers! "
"Shh!"
On both sides of the wooden table, nine people stood up together, bowed their heads, clasped fists with both hands, and shouted loudly.
"Whoa!"
The white paper fans at the entrance of each hall followed closely behind, clasped their fists and bowed, and shouted loudly, "Ming Dafu Xinyi, Han people are brothers!"
Roaring from the attic...
On the street, the messenger stopped eating and looked up at the window. A group of community bodyguards in suits kept their eyes on the street, but at the same time they shouted, "Ming Da Fu Xinyi, Han people are brothers!"
On the first floor, more than a dozen uncles held teacups, stopped their movements, and listened to the whispers around them,
The face is serious, as if returning to the era of more than 200 years ago.
"He sits in the seat!"
"He sits in the seat!"
Landlord, Ma Wang, Brother Yao, Sister Mei, Fei Lin, Belly Wen, Bao Yaqiu and others clasped their fists together to congratulate Li Chenghao,
Fat guys, silver papers, and Ah Xiao are all next in line. Zhang Guobin holds the faucet stick and sits in the three seats, looking at the group of people in the hall, as if he has passed away.
"In the past, we led a few thousand people to a bright future, but now we have to lead 7 people to a bright future."
"This world is too difficult to mix!"
But Zhang Guobin knew that he didn't even have the slightest chance of refusing, once he started to evade, he would be punished.
Master Su and others' backlash, before Heichai, Master Su loved him so much as his uncle, but afterward, Heichai, Master Su wanted to kill him as soon as he became his uncle!
Even with the support of Li Chenghao and Dongguan Miao brothers, he might not be able to last for ten days and a half months, and he would be chopped to death on a street corner in Yau Ma Tei by random knives, until his body was covered with rats, and no one might find out.
"Thank you brothers and uncle for your support."
"In the future, I, Zhang Guobin, will definitely give Brother Yihai a bright future!"
Zhang Guobin preached.
"Thank you for sitting in the restaurant!"
The brothers all drank together.
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