Chapter 290 Uncle Cat 1 Bad Water in His Stomach
Chapter 290 Uncle Cat is full of bad intentions
Liang Jiacong seemed to be deep in thought, his bright eyes revealing deep thoughts.
It seems that Uncle Cat just wants a pension from Society A, but is afraid that Shenxiantang will not agree, so he wants to use a little false reputation to appease the young man.
The problem is, after a big battle, how much money will be left in Lao Zhong's account? Shenxiantang is very wealthy, so will they be stingy with the money in the society's account?
Shenxiantang is not the kind of unkind junior, so it doesn't make sense to explain it by showing off.
Lu Qingdong said cheerfully: "The title of Deputy Commander of Sanshan is just an empty title. If the young man likes it, I will give it to him for fun."
"Ah Cong, are you okay?"
Liang Jiacong met Lu Qingdong's gaze and suddenly realized that Lu Qingdong had been cooperating with Fat Cat from beginning to end.
When the bosses of Lao Zhong and Er Zhong are both eyeing him, as the boss of Xi Zhong, does he have any choice?
Liang Jiacong suddenly realized that something was wrong, forced a stiff smile, and reluctantly agreed: "No problem, definitely no problem."
"It's just an empty title, and it's not worth much. Uncle Mao thought it sounded nice, so he gave one to Atang to play with."
Fat Cat smiled again and nodded amiably, "Thank you, Acong, Qingdong."
Lu Qingdong said: "Uncle Mao, you are so polite. It's just a small thing, no need to thank me."
"The Zhongzi head of Chaozhou is originally a family. Atang helped the Zhongzi head to establish his reputation, so he deserves the title of Deputy Commander of Sanshan."
"Besides, Acong and I should thank Lao Zhong for his financial and labor support in repairing the mountain gate. Don't you think so, Acong?"
Lu Qingdong pursed his lips and asked Liang Jiacong happily, as if the Deputy Marshal of Sanshan was really an unworthy title.
Like an honorary director of a company or an honorary president of an organization?
Liang Jiacong gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, Brother Dong, you have to thank Uncle Mao for taking care of you."
Repair, repair, repair, repair the damn mountain gate.
There is no such thing as a free lunch.
Is Fat Cat repairing the mountain gate in the Loyalty Group?
Not tied.
It's about giving Lao Zhong his own mountain gate!
The real honorary president is a guest with no real title and no position. Shenxiantang is a second-rank marshal with more than a thousand disciples and tens of thousands of brothers, holding great power.
The Chaoshan Gang is the most popular, and the one prefixed with "loyalty" is the most powerful.
It only takes a minute for the guest to take over.
A man who couldn't even control Fat Cat, after being given the title of Deputy Commander of Three Mountains, wouldn't he have to take over all three mountain gates? Liang Jiacong was full of regret, he really underestimated Fat Cat's ambition.
Lu Qingdong, however, looked like a bootlicker, and it was obvious that he had accepted the benefits from Fat Cat and had been cooperating with him. Fat Cat was a shrewd old man, and when he showed his fangs, he would bite your neck.
Pull one faction over and attack another, and you won’t have to worry about the loyal and righteous people not agreeing.
The loyal and righteous group had no ability to resist and could only spread their legs and lie down to enjoy it.
Lu Qingdong pretended not to understand the sarcasm in his mouth and laughed, "I have always respected Uncle Mao, you don't need to remind me."
Fat Cat gently waved his hand, interrupting the confrontation between the two, and said, "I won't forget your help, and I will remember you two if there is any benefit."
This is a statement that carries a political commitment and also reveals his ambition.
How can the Loyalty Trust and Loyalty Group, which has few members, little money, and little territory, fight against Lao Zhong?
Selling the name for a good price and making a good fortune for myself would be enough to repay my brothers and live up to the reputation of the society.
After all, the society was not destroyed by people, but was made bigger by the rise of fellow disciples who worked together.
To put it bluntly, it is indeed collecting signs from others, but to put it nicely, it is investing in the company.
All the Hongmen people in the world are one family.
Liang Jiacong and Lu Qingdong really had neither the motivation nor the strength to resist.
The three of them strolled around the mountain gate for a while, burned incense to the City God and the Guanyin of the South China Sea, and when it was dinner time, they each took a car back home.
The next day, in the morning.
Gao Laosen came to the place and saw Fat Cat feeding the parrot. He smiled slyly and said, "Brother Cat, you are in a good mood. Have you dealt with Jiacong and Qingdong?"
"Young man, please give me some face." Fat Cat, wearing a Tang suit, hung the bird cage outside the window. Gao Laosen rolled up his sleeves, picked up a piece of egg tart from the plate, took a bite, and sat on the chair.
"What do you mean by giving me face? You are obviously stupid!"
"When you were repairing the mountain gate, I knew that you had evil intentions and were planning to take over their signboard to enhance your own reputation."
Is collecting signs useful?
What era is it?
Except Wei.
It's of no use at all.
In terms of territory, the loyal and righteous groups and the loyal and righteous trust, the people are not of much value.
Due to the family's face, after the merger, they might have to find some jobs for the two brothers in the lucrative area.
But in the underworld, prestige is important and reputation is very useful.
The two "Zhong" characters were merged into Zhongyi Hall, solidifying the title of the largest gang in Chaoshan. It is so impressive to say it out loud, it is simply admirable.
At that time, Lao Zhong became the representative of the Chaoshan Gang in the province and Hong Kong.
Don’t all Chaoshan bosses within Lao Zhong’s sphere of influence have to make friends with Lao Zhong first?
Can’t we make friends with politicians from Chaoshan?
All over the world, Chaoshan people and politicians from Chaoshan come to make friends?
By then, the Chaoshan Chamber of Commerce will arrange a position for Lao Zhong, and the Chaoshan locals will welcome Lao Zhong to return home to visit his relatives. Lao Zhong can do some business, and his Chaoshan friends in the industry will have to give him some advice.
Whenever there is a need for a community organization, Chaoshan people will think of Lao Zhong first.
This is the name!
A character's most important intangible asset is worth it no matter how much means are used or how much blood is shed.
Fat Cat said dissatisfiedly: "What do you mean by bad water? I just saw that the Chaozhou gang has been scattered for too long and is too disunited, so I want to revive the reputation of the Chaozhou gang."
"All my ancestors must thank me."
Gao Laosen was amused: "I think you want to be the ancestor! When you die, you will put your spirit tablet on the incense table and look at the people below kowtow to you with pride."
The fat cat cursed: "You bastard!"
Gao Laosen asked, "Did Atang know about this?"
"I don't know yet. On the day of the Taiping Qingjiao Festival, a ceremony will be held to appoint him as the Second Marshal. Then he will be directly appointed as the Deputy Marshal of the Three Mountains, which will be a surprise to the young man." The fat cat picked up the teacup and brewed tea with a smile on his face.
Gao Laosen lit up a cigarette: "Brother Mao, you are really thoughtful."
"Didn't Atang say yesterday that he would come to the restaurant to eat the deep well roast goose made by Gensheng? Where is he?" asked Fat Cat.
Gao Laosen said, "I called and he said he was discussing a charity project. I'll come back another day."
Fat Cat looked dissatisfied: "Gensheng has been here for three hours, and now he can't come?"
Uncle Gensheng still smiled and said, "Young man, your career is more important."
Fat Cat said angrily, "Asen, pack the food and send it to him. Tell him to be busy but remember to eat lunch."
"I got it, Uncle Cat." Gao Laosen stood up helplessly.
In the private room of the Peninsula Hotel.
He smoked a cigarette with his left hand and complained, "Mr. Hu, you are really good at finding projects. Last time you helped retired police officers, and this time you asked the boss to donate to the police force's history museum."
"Those who know me think that I am the leader of the triads. Those who don't know me think that I am the leader of the police department!"
Yin Zhaotang closed the fundraising plan in his hand and couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Hu, you are a caring person."
Hu Bochao sat at the dining table, looking a little embarrassed: "Mr. Yin, I didn't find this project. They came to me on their own initiative."
(End of this chapter)