Chapter 294 Unlimited scenery
Chapter 294 Unlimited scenery
At the foot of the mountain, a scoundrel witnessed the grand scene of the three mountains being appointed as the marshals. His face was full of amazement and he asked with longing, "Shenxiantang was appointed as the second marshal of three societies in one day. Is there such a rule in the martial arts world?"
The brother Shuai Mao was simple-minded and said, "Brother Kele, Shenxiantang is rich and powerful. It's a pity to stab one or three."
"There are three characters for Lao Zhong, so it's reasonable to have three second-level marshals. If there are ten or eight characters for Lao Zhong, there's no problem hanging ten marshal seals."
Coke sipped the soda and nodded slowly: "That makes sense, it seems that Shenxiantang is still keeping a low profile."
Shuai Mao said proudly: "Shenxiantang is already a staff member of our Zhongyi Group. There is no need to think about switching jobs. From now on, just go to Shenxiantang to make money."
"He has numerous generals and brave men under his command, and his territory is under his control. You want to take advantage of him? You're dreaming!" Coke bit the straw and said that there was no chance, but he was secretly making plans in his heart.
It is definitely impossible to ask Shenxiantang for money.
When you go out, you must be self-reliant. Those who get something for nothing are not human beings, but dogs! Only dogs wag their tails and beg for mercy, asking for a bone to chew.
But Shenxiantang was the leader of Zhongyi Group, so it was okay for the brothers of Zhongyi Group to take advantage of the limelight. People in the underworld did not dare to regard Zhongyi Group and Zhongyi Trust as a purely sunset society.
Smart people will regard the two characters as a branch or group of Lao Zhong.
Then they can do some business related to Lao Zhong, such as buying pirated sneakers and setting up a stall to sell them, or opening a call machine repair shop and delivering goods to Lao Zhong's entertainment city.
The underworld societies follow family rules and are not subject to legal restrictions. They are the most dynamic group of people. As long as there is a chance to make money, there will be brothers who will take a chance.
It is precisely because of their vitality that far exceeds that of bureaucracy that associations are always able to parasitize on the social system, use illegal business practices to activate a certain market economy and accelerate capital circulation.
Jimmy Lai, wearing a white jacket and holding a cigarette, leaned against the rear of a silver Toyota, slowly exhaling smoke and whispering, "The six nations were appointed prime ministers, and the three halls were given the seal of commander."
"Shenxiantang, ah Shenxiantang, can the world have room for you?"
He suddenly realized that with Yin Zhaotang's development speed, his future achievements would never be in the underworld. But no matter how well he mixed up in the underworld, he was just a fish in a pond. If he entered the sea and stepped onto the stage that everyone was watching, could he still perform well?
Don’t worry, wait for another three to five years and maybe you’ll get some clues.
Sergeant Tan Huanxi was drinking boxed milk and carrying a bag of steamed buns. He came to his superior and handed him the bag: "Mr. Li, have you had breakfast? Two for me?"
"What's the filling?" Looking at the honest and simple Huanxi, Jimmy Lai suddenly remembered Lin Guoguang who had resigned and left the team.
Every time we ate at the buffet hosted by Young and Dangerous, Guoguang always had a grouchy expression and cursed a lot, unlike Huanxi who was open and cheerful.
After Guoguang left the police force, there was no news about him and no one knew where he went.
Tan Huanxi took a bite, opened his eyes wide, and said in surprise: "Mushroom beef, Sir Li, good stuff."
"Damn, Lao Zhong is really willing to spend money." Li Zhibin took four steamed buns and ate them with relish. The guys around him rushed forward, quickly shared the food, and all praised the dish.
It is rare for a buffet to include breakfast, and there is also unlimited supply of boxed milk, freshly cooked wontons, and beef steamed buns.
Today, Lao Zhong has undoubtedly spent a lot of money to ensure that his neighbors can enjoy a feast.
The Tai Ping Ching Jiao is a legal folk custom that has been approved and participated in by people from religious associations. Therefore, even if there are social group rituals mixed in, the police will not take any action. The Organized Crime and Triads sent some people to basically do duty and prevent people from disrupting the activities. Yu Sir has specifically instructed: "Don't let the Tai Ping Ching Jiao be unpeaceful!"
Sir Li and his colleagues have a relatively leisurely job. After watching the drama of Sanshan being crowned as the commander-in-chief, they occasionally take photos and record the participants to see if there are any new and powerful people emerging among the people with the same name as Lao Zhong.
After finishing the minor work and eating breakfast, they waited for lunch. As usual, the buffet did not provide alcoholic beverages, but some brothers still brought a few boxes of imported Budweiser to the three tables for the sirs.
When Yin Zhaotang finished all the ceremonies, ten rockets were fired from Baolin Road, and they exploded in the sky. The three mountain gates were open, and guests with status could come and go to visit. There were brothers guarding the mountain gates, and only those accompanied by the boss of the society or holding an invitation letter could enter. However, since the occasion was special, they would only drive away the strangers, and would not search the guests. However, no one dared to cause trouble at the Taiping Festival.
The little chicken in the crowd gave a thumbs up and said in admiration, "Fat Cat, you are the one! You spent more than a million Hong Kong dollars to hold a Tai Ping Qing Jiao just to show off Ah Tong's prestige. You are really willing to spend money."
Fat Cat propped up the dragon head stick, looking proud: "Didn't someone say last time that I, Fat Cat, was stingy as a grandpa and refused to spend money to make my little brother look good?"
Yaoji shook his head: "I am short-sighted and can't see through Uncle Mao's methods. Atang is so successful now, no wonder he is willing to hang out with you!"
The Taiping Qingjiao will last for three days, and the ceremony of taking office will only take more than half an hour. If there is no Sanshan Fengshuai, Ah Tong will be regarded as a foil for the Jiao, but with the Sanshan Fengshuai drama, the Taiping Qingjiao will suddenly seem to be just a stage for the god Ah Tong.
But the ceremony was indeed held for three days, and the money contributed by the social organizations was "jiao money", not gifts to the second marshal.
Fat Cat really knows how to raise money to get things done, otherwise how can he be called resourceful! At this time, Shenxiantang was treated like a star, with faces in front of him changing one after another, familiar and unfamiliar, all with flattering, kind smiles on their faces.
The people in Zhongyi Hall seemed to be all kindhearted and righteous, and each of them was polite and well-mannered. I didn't know when the teacup in his hand had been replaced with wine. Before the lunch started, he was already staggering, holding his forehead, and was helped by his two girlfriends to the guest room in the temple to rest.
Niu Qiang threw the cigarette butt on the ground and waved to his brothers to go away. On the bed, Yin Zhaotang had closed his eyes and was resting drunkenly.
Doctor Liang undressed him and took off his belt, but his hands were not very calm. Zhou Huimin was shy and said timidly, "Miss Liang, this is not right, right?"
Doctor Liang had taken off her high heels, kneeled on the bed, exhaled orchid fragrance, and rubbed the dragon's penis and scrotum with her thighs in black stockings. Every rubbing passed through every pore, stimulating an electric current that swept through the whole body.
"I'm a doctor. I'll check him out. Is there anything wrong? Amin, do you want to come up too? I'll check you out."
Yin Zhaotang was eight parts drunk, his limbs were weak, and he was powerless to resist, with only his five limbs supporting the sky.
The Great Sage dances with the golden hoop in the palace, and beats the fairy girl with it.
At about two o'clock in the afternoon, he woke up in bed, and his drunkenness was gone. He looked at his two girlfriends beside him and couldn't help but secretly say that he was guilty. But when he thought about it carefully, there were many gods worshipped in the palace temple, and each of them was free to do whatever he wanted. Beating the female demon with a stick was probably not a sin, but letting the female demon go was disrespectful!
After Yin Zhaotang got up, he went into the bathroom to wash up, changed out of his gown, put on a suit, and walked out of the room with his girlfriends.
Niu Qiang bowed and said, "Brother Tang, the vice president of a newspaper is looking for you. Grandpa invited him to have tea in the front hall and told you to come over and chat when you wake up."
Yin Zhaotang realized that the newspaper had a special background, and nodded in response: "I understand, I'll go right away."
(End of this chapter)