Chapter 110: No job, get promoted

Chapter 110: No job, get promoted

Chapter 110: No job, get promoted

Shanghai Street, Defeng Building, 3rd Floor, Block B, Hong Kong Island Happy Tour Travel Agency.

Niu Qiang, wearing a suit, pushed open the glass door of the company. The lady at the reception desk, who was heavily made-up and wearing a short skirt, was still eating melon seeds. When she saw that it was the boss of the company, she stood up in a hurry.

"Brother Tang, good afternoon."

It was almost five o'clock in the evening. The phones in the office area kept ringing. The thugs answered the phone. Some of them were regular customers who called in and just told them their hotel room number and they would arrange for a girl to go there.

Some of them are new customers, and we introduce the products to them politely and courteously according to the script prepared by the company.

Some people just want to find fault and won't point out anything after asking for a long time.

The office area was filled with smoke and noise.

Huapizi, wearing sunglasses and carrying a backpack, followed the boss closely. Under the envious gazes of the gang members, he pushed open the second glass door and came to the inner area.

The moment the glass door closed, the chaotic noise immediately became much quieter.

Yin Zhaotang took the lead and pushed open another door. The hall leaders sitting in the office stood up one after another and shouted solemnly, "Brother Tang!"

"Brother Tang!"

Jiang Hao, Zuoshou, Ale and Danta were all wearing suits, smoking cigarettes and looking serious.

They had already told their brothers to be ready, and rushed to the hall with their trusted confidants to await orders.

Zhuang Xiong sat on the sofa, shirtless, with anti-inflammatory fluid injected into his wrist, and piles of bright red gauze under his feet. A surgeon wearing a mask was helping him suture his wound.

Yin Zhaotang glanced at the newly taken bullet from the medical waste tray, frowned, and asked, "How did it suddenly become like this?"

Zhuang Xiong's face turned pale, and he said in a hollow tone, "Grandpa promised to sell the goods to the single-eared Prince Rong. When the goods were delivered, there was a traitor, and he was busted by the police in the warehouse."

"Fuck it! I was already in the car and I was bitten by a stray bullet."

Yin Zhaotang nodded: "I'm glad you're okay, doctor, please be more careful so I don't have to pay for the funeral expenses."

The surgeon was a licensed foreigner, but he could understand Chinese. He smiled under the mask and replied in broken Cantonese: "Don't worry, handsome guy."

"I promise it'll be fine."

Fat Cat was sitting in the attic of Chaoyi Restaurant, guarding a phone. When he heard the ringing, he picked up the phone and asked, "Where are you?"

"Uncle Miao, it's me, Arong." Prince Rong had a stern face, suppressing his anger, and every word revealed his dissatisfaction.

Fat Cat pretended to be in a daze and advised in the tone of an elder: "Prince, I have heard from my subordinates about the Tsuen Wan transaction. When doing business, there will always be opinions. Even if the deal fails, there is still righteousness."

"Next time, we will work together again."

Prince Rong was so angry when he heard Fat Cat's nonchalant tone that he slammed his fist on the table with a bang and yelled, "Fat Cat, you are cheating me?"

"Arong, be careful with your words. You lost a batch of goods last time. Did I trick you?"

"If the people around you are not clean, then it's your problem." Fat Cat became very tough.

Prince Rong threatened: "Eight million Hong Kong dollars, return it to me immediately."

Fat Cat sneered: "Humph, the rules of the underworld, if you accept the goods, even if it's for a second, any loss will be yours. My brothers who escaped can testify that the goods have been loaded onto your single-eared truck."

"I'll give you the money back, but who will bear my losses?"

Prince Rong was furious and shouted, "Fat Cat, why are my brothers either arrested or killed, but your people can escape? Damn it, if you don't pay me back, I'll kill your whole family!"

"You bad boy, I call you the prince and you think you are the emperor, damn it, I'm giving you face!" "I'm waiting for you at Jingzhongyituo, come quickly!" Fat Cat hung up the phone directly without giving Prince Rong any face.

Gao Laosen stood beside the kettle, spinning two fitness balls with one hand. Seeing Fat Cat's aggressive look, he grinned and said, "Brother Cat, you're going to blow air again!"

"What do you mean?" Fat Cat asked puzzledly.

"In children's comic books, fat cats will turn into tigers after being inflated. Hehe." Gao Laosen looked the big guy up and down, as if he was imagining what a fat cat weighing more than two hundred kilograms would look like after being inflated.

Fat Tiger?
Fat Cat gave him a sidelong glance and said, "What a fool! You're still reading children's comic books at your age."

"Tell me what I mean. Whoever can handle the prince of Lian Gong Le will be given a new position if he doesn't have one, and will be promoted if he has one. The society is hiring people right now, and we will accept any talent, no matter it is a dragon or a tiger."

Gao Laosen was stunned and asked, "How can those who have jobs get promoted?"

Jing Zhong Yi is just a temple in the Hongmen system. Apart from some nominal positions, there are only three levels: Sijiuzi, Zhazhiren and Zuoguan.

"In two years, when the society changes its leadership, I will support him to run for election."

It is obvious who this reward is for.

Gao Laosen was shocked: "Brother Mao, are you crazy?"

Fat Cat laughed and said, "Asen, I have been in this position for too long. I wanted to die in this position. Now I have the opportunity to retire. It is a blessing."

"No matter who is in power, there will always be people who are dissatisfied. Let's take this opportunity to hold an open election. I will support whoever takes down Prince Rong."

"This way, when the next president is elected, no one else will be able to say anything if they are unwilling to accept the election."

Gao Laosen nodded slightly and said thoughtfully, "Okay, okay, now not only Shenxiantang, Jieshiyong, Lao Mo, Guangzai, and Shougui will go crazy."

"Damn it, we are just little guys. How can we beat him without going crazy?" Fat Cat cursed.

The most important thing now is to deal with the other leaders of the Big Four. After all, Lian Gongle is the leader of the Big Four, and if Prince Rong is killed, the reputation of the Big Four will be very embarrassing.

Don't even think about it, the Lianying Society, Tongxinhe, Quanyizhi, Majiaozai and other societies will definitely help Taizirong. Jing Zhongyi can't even fight Shan'er alone, how can he possibly kill the "Big Four" together!
Fat Cat had made a lot of preparations before, which was to try to break up the "Big Four", at least to separate Prince Rong from the Big Four in this matter. Only in this way could Prince Rong be really dealt with, otherwise, Jing Zhongyi would not even be able to end the fight in the end.

"Brother Tang, what did grandpa say?" Liu Chuanzong asked impatiently.

Yin Zhaotang was sitting on the sofa, having just answered a call from Grandpa. He ran his fingers across the tabletop, walked around the desk and said, "Grandpa said that the company now has eight million Hong Kong dollars in cash. If you are afraid of death, just give the money to Prince Rong."

"Kowtow to Prince Rong a few more times, and the matter will be over."

"If you want to do something, kill Crown Prince Rong. Give him all the status and dragon head stick. I can't handle this matter alone, so I want to ask for everyone's opinions."

Jiang Hao, Zuo Shou, and Ah Le looked at each other, shocked by the news and speechless. Fat Cat had been the host for more than ten years, and no one thought about the next term.

This news was suddenly released, like a bomb, which made a group of people deaf, confused, and speechless. But soon, strong emotions appeared on everyone's face, some were surprised, some were hopeful, some were ambitious, and some were full of murderous intent.

Ah Le came back to his senses and spoke first: "Brother Tang, my opinion is to do it!"

Zuoshou immediately responded: "Yes, we have people, guns, and money. We are strong enough to fight."

"I've long been annoyed with that prince. What prince? He's just a little jerk."

"We support you as the leader."

"Brother Tang, just do what you say!" Jiang Hao said.

(End of this chapter)