Chapter 168 1 A Few Laughters in Life

Chapter 168 1 A Few Laughters in Life

Chapter 168 A Few Laughter in Life
Zhuang Xiong took out a bottle of Budweiser from the beer rack at his feet, knocked it against the corner of the table, pried open the bottle cap, and said, "There is no year-end banquet, but there is a farewell dinner."

"Grandpa has personally said that the company will not do business in the Golden Triangle in the future. Brothers, after this meal, go your separate ways for the next one."

Sweet potato had a bad temper. He slammed the table with his palm, making the dishes and chopsticks clang, and shouted loudly: "Bullshit, if you say you won't do it, then don't do it. Brothers, you're going to starve!"

"Brother Xiong, when the brothers and you went to the Golden Triangle, three of them drowned in the Mekong River alone. We went to the big village in the Laimo Mountains in Shan State to discuss business."

"Someone is holding an AK to your head. If you say one wrong thing, your head will explode and your body will be fed to the fish in the crocodile pond!"

He put one foot on the chair, pointed his hand at his head as if it were a gun, and asked, "Is that right?"

Zhuang Xiong'ang drank beer with a headache and said indignantly, "Yes!"

"You and your brothers took this line together, right?" Fanshu asked again.

Zhuang Xiong replied: "Yes!"

Fanshu swept the dishes in front of him to the ground and said arrogantly, "Why should we stop just because Grandpa tells us to?"

"This business belongs to you, Brother Xiong. We should do whatever you say, right?"

"At worst, we can split up the family!"

The faces of the forty-odd guys in the stall changed drastically, and someone immediately shouted, "Sweet potato!"

How could you say such things in front of dozens of people?

If Brother Xiong really wants to work alone, he has to secretly connect with others. There may be spies among the brothers who will harm Brother Xiong if they tell others about it.

Sweet potatoes are really brainless.

boom!
Zhuang Xiong smashed the beer in his hand onto the ground, splashing it all over him. Without hesitation, he pulled out a Black Star from his waist, unloaded the safety, loaded the gun, and aimed, cursing loudly.

"You're the one who's trying to sow discord among the brothers, and you're trying to get close to the boss, and you're talking about dividing the family. Sweet potato, you're the first one I'm going to kill."

Fanshu turned pale, froze at the table, and shouted in horror, "Brother Xiong!"

Zhuang Xiong showed his fierce face and murderous aura: "I have done some good deeds for the society and shed some blood, so I think I am great."

Fanshu knew Xiong's character. His legs were shaking. He raised his hands, slowly knelt on the ground, and begged, "Xiong, I said the wrong thing. One more chance."

Liu Chuanzong, "Alang" who was in charge of the guns, and "The Cripple" who was in charge of the kitchen came out together to plead for mercy.

They were among the first group of brothers who followed Brother Xiong to the Golden Triangle.

Ah Lang was shot twice by the gang while receiving the goods, and the lame man's leg was broken when he jumped off a building during a police operation.

Fanshu even had a fight with a boatload of robbers on the Mekong River. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have been able to reach the Golden Triangle.

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhuang Xiong still pulled the trigger and fired three shots, then said, "Take the money and get out!"

Fanshu covered his left ear, fell to the ground, and rolled over and wailed in pain.

Only one bullet blew out his ear, and the other two bullets hit the ground, with the bullets embedded in the mud.

Zhuang Xiong returned to the table and said, "Grandpa gave the brothers a severance pay and arranged new jobs. Most of the brothers worked for a few days, transporting large flying meat with Brother Tang's men."

“It’s a pretty good profit.”

"If you are unwilling, you can change jobs or join a new gang. Because when I recruited you, I made it clear that I wanted you to make a fortune. Now you can change jobs. If you want to leave, just leave."

Zhuang Xiong lit a cigarette, sat in his seat gloomily, and said no more.

Liu Chuanzong asked two of his men to deliver the sweet potatoes to the hospital first, opened the cash box, and took out the red envelopes that had been divided in advance and distributed them to his brothers according to their names.

Although grandpa paid two million at once, it is impossible to divide two million equally among more than forty people. Each person would get about forty thousand yuan.

It was divided into three levels, based on the time of joining and merit. The first level was 100,000 yuan, the second level was 50,000 yuan, and the third level was 30,000 yuan.

The three people in charge of the car, guns, and kitchen must have received 100,000 yuan each, and those who had been injured and bled for the society must have received 50,000 yuan, leaving 30,000 yuan. Zhuang Xiong and Liu Chuanzong had earned a lot in the past few years, so they simply didn't ask for a break, and gave all the 2 million to their brothers.

"Thank you, Brother Xiong."

"Thank you, Brother Zong."

The brothers lined up to get the money, and the resentment on their faces faded a lot. The society did not burn the bridge after all, and settled them down. In fact, as long as the brothers are given a safety net, most of them will not want to leave.

If you work under the same boss for a long time, you will develop feelings for him.

After handing out the money, Liu Chuanzong raised the bottle of wine and livened up the atmosphere, saying, "Let's not ask what the future holds, let's drink a bottle first!"

"cheers!"

"Drink victory!"

Zhuang Xiong threw away the cigarette butt, still very depressed, and raised the bottle to deal with his brothers.

The first reunion of these brothers who had lived and died together, shared weal and woe, was also a farewell. Amid the noisy atmosphere in the restaurant, there was actually a hint of sadness.

It's not just about separation, but also about confusion.

The brothers were just toasting each other by playing finger-guessing games, trying to cover up their panic with their wanton happiness.

Suddenly, the speaker in the restaurant began to play Xu Guanwen's "A Few Laughter in Life".

The cheerful and lively melody swept away the gloom in the brothers' hearts.

Zhuang Xiong had a smile on his face and started breakdancing with Liu Chuanzong, twisting his hips and showing off his dancing skills.

"Everyone doesn't need to introduce themselves, they all revel and cheer together, they all jump and shout together!"

"Play some love songs, talk about the heat of grease, dance and shout together!"

"Understand the mystery of life, friendship will never waver, age and money are not important, there is only laughter in life"

None of these brothers has never been to a dance hall. They don’t know any floor tricks, but they can shake the big bird. They can’t do tap steps, but they can shake the big bird.

More than two hours passed, and the time turned from noon to afternoon. Most of the brothers had dispersed, and the few who had not left were drunk as mud. They lay on the ground and muttered "Don't bother me" and "Keep drinking."

After paying the bill, Liu Chuanzong returned to the table and said, "Brother Xiong, the remaining thirty-two brothers plan to continue selling pork with us."

There were only three brothers who switched to another gang, and the remaining twelve planned to change gangs.

In fact, in the underworld, if you want to move up, you need capital. It's best to be famous, or rich, or at least have connections.

If every gangster doesn't want to do it anymore, there will be a place for them to go, and the society will really become a charity.

For most brothers, the arrangement of the society is not bad, and even compared with other groups, it is very loyal. The main reason is that the society now has a way to make money, so there is no shortage of money or jobs.

Although transporting meat does not make as much money as traveling for fans, if the brothers are skilled and diligent, they can earn more than ten thousand yuan every month.

But Shenxiantang has to ensure that the goods are available.

When more than thirty brothers go to sail, they must increase the cargo volume, otherwise the original income will be diluted.

Not all of the brothers are desperate and only want to make a lot of money. Some of them even think about retiring after making a lot of money.

This time the company took the initiative to cut off the fan line. Although it cut off the financial resources of many people, it also gave them a chance to choose again.

Zhuang Xiong drunkenly patted Liu Chuanzong on the shoulder and said, "Pick five trustworthy brothers and go to the Golden Triangle together next month to hand over the business matters."

Liu Chuanzong whispered: "Do you want to take the sweet potato guy?"

Zhuang Xiong shook his head and stumbled towards the door.

What happened today would definitely reach Grandpa's ears, but he had been with Grandpa for so many years, Grandpa would not doubt him for such a small matter. Since he let Sweet Potato go, he hoped that the brothers who followed him would have a good ending in the end.

(End of this chapter)