Chapter 154: Baishizhou conflict (four more)

Chapter 154: Conflict in Baishizhou (four more)
In the office of the Minister of Business, Ye Tianlong, who has been busy for a long time, leaned on the massage chair.
Hua Ruyu, Chen Ling'er, and Zhao Coke divided the labor in an orderly manner. Zhao Coke helped Ye Tianlong tidy up the house and cleaned out all the things of Wang Dawei's breath. Chen Linger also brought in Ye Tianlong's things and carefully deployed.
Hua Ruyu massaged Ye Tianlong's head.
Ye Tianlong fired more than 20 people from Liu Yonggan and Wang Chunyan in one breath, and immediately had the effect of killing the chicken and the monkey.
Looking at the 80 resignations piled up on the podium, the team leader or salesman who had been close to Wang Dawei, dispelled the desperate idea of ​​leaving with Wang Chunyan and Liu Yonggan.
These days, good jobs are not easy to find, but people with two legs are everywhere.
Therefore, before the situation is clear, they will not act rashly, lest they are also fired by Ye Tianlong, and let their performance and salary become the clothes of others.
Ye Tianlong said that the interests of the resigners will be shared equally by the people who remain. This is not a decimal, so everyone is temporarily calm.
Some people also began to wonder how to hold Ye Tianlong's thigh.
Ye Tianlong didn't seem to care about the dark waves outside at all, unconsciously lying on a chair and enjoying a flower like rain massage.
He doesn't care that other people criticize him for being greedy and lustful and giving him personal favors. He specifically asks beautiful women to do miscellaneous and service for him, to be a minister and not to engage in unspoken rules. What's the point?
"Director Ye, do you look good?"
Ten minutes after the massage, Hua Ruyu took a cup of tea and hummed it in front of Ye Tianlong: "Should the gap be bigger?"
Obviously she had discovered Ye Tianlong peeping, too, a person who closed his eyes and was enjoying a massage, his throat was constantly squirming, can you not doubt it?
"what?"
Ye Tianlong sat up, his eyes a little hazy, "Daqing is dead?"
"You just pretend."
Hua Ruyu poked Ye Tianlong's forehead ill-tempered: "Pretend to be crazy and sell stupid, you are the No. 1 in Huayao."
Ye Tianlong took the tea, took a sip, and then raised his face and taught: "How did you talk to the minister? If you are so hard, I will dive you."
"Yeah."
Chen Ling'er yelled out fearing that the world would not be chaotic: "Team leader, no minister, you are a new official today, if you want to be a big success, you can hide the flowers on the spot."
"Coco and I are going to guard the gate for you. Anyway, this minister's office has top-level sound insulation, and no one can hear it if the rain breaks its throat."
"What are you shouting, she might be eager to be submerged."
Zhao Keke also echoed with a grin: "At the celebration party, the minister asked for face for us, but she shouted to marry the minister."
"Minister Ye hooked her finger. She must be and calling the officials not to."
"You two bad friends from China, are you ruining me like this?"
Hua Ruyu screamed and rushed up, huddled with two girlfriends, and laughed constantly: "I'm fighting with you."
Looking at the three shadows, Ye Tianlong wanted to rush forward and fall down.
At this moment, a person suddenly rushed in from outside, and Lu Xiaowu appeared in a panic, pulling Ye Tianlong and shouting:
"Tianlong, send me back to Baishizhou."
Ye Tianlong was taken aback when he saw this: "What's wrong? What happened?"
Lu Xiaowu looked anxious: "The Feilong Gang has gone to Baishizhou. I'm worried that something will happen to Godmother."
Ye Tianlong struck a spirit: "Negotiating?"
The Great Hall of the Village Committee in Baishizhou, which can accommodate 5,000 people, is tense.
On the left, there is a team of hundreds of old, middle-aged and young men, including the charter wife, noble uncles, and villagers, with a dozen burly security guards holding electric batons.
On the right, there are more than five hundred flying dragon gangs with arrogant nostrils, all black clothes and black pants, holding wooden sticks of different lengths in their hands.
There is still a weapon in his arms, but he will not take it out as a last resort.
In the crowd, Liang Zikuan, Sister Feng, Uncle Ying were clearly visible, but the most noticeable was an old man in white.
The old man was in his fifties. He looked kind and had calm eyes. He held a fan in his hand and slammed it lightly, looking very elegant.
He looks like a professor and scholar, but everyone present knows that this is the boss of the Flying Dragon Gang, Liang Xiucai, and the underground king of Beihua District.
Liang Xiucai sat at the two ends of the conference table with the charter-in-law. Compared with the gradually sharp eyes of the charter-in-law, he was more of a harmless smile.
Behind them, the two parties were full of anger, staring at each other as if they were killing their fathers, holding various weapons in their hands constantly, and they would go to war if they didn't agree.
Uncle Gui also held his head high, although he was far past the age of fierce fighting, he still supported the future of the village.
"Old man Liang, I tell you, Baishizhou will never let you in."
The air-conditioning wind swished across the middle, and the charter wife seemed to be awakened, slapped the table and cursed:
"We can protect ourselves. If we can't do it, there will be the police station to solve the problem. Want you gangsters? Rent-free 50 shops, and all entertainment venues will buy 30% of the shares."
"I will give you 20% of the profits from the village every year."
The charter wife shouted hoarsely: "You think our brains are flooded, and you think we will give you too much money?"
The villagers in Baishizhou also had turbulent feelings, pointing to the Feilong Gang who had been dealing with for many years and shouted:
"That is, 50 shops, a rent of 20 million a month, rent-free for you to do business, what shall we eat?
"There are 30 entertainment venues in size, and 30% of the shares can be divided into 20 million every year. Adding the profit of the village's shares, it is more than 100 million a year."
"You are too greedy!"
"That's right, and you are stationed in Baishizhou, is this law and order still useful? Porn, gambling, and drugs are more than tenfold."
It is about the vital interests of every villager. Both young and old are filled with outrage. In order to negotiate with the Flying Dragon Gang, the charter wife called almost everyone back to the village.
Moving to another place, they may hide in the face of the underworld, but cutting meat from themselves, everyone is thrilled with blood.
"What is it called? What is it called?"
Seeing a group of villagers clamoring with the Flying Dragon Gang, Liang Zikuan slapped the table angrily: "Is it going to fight? Believe it or not, I cut you all?"
"Big fat, short, black pock, you guys are the most ferocious, come out and practice with my... Uncle Eagle."
He ignited a few villagers in a gesture of blasting into the sky.
"To shut up!"
At this moment, Liang Xiucai patted the table suddenly and glared at Liang Zikuan: "You bastard, how did you talk to the village chief Wang?"
"We are here for peace talks, not a fight. We don't know if peace is the most important thing? You have devastated the entire Baishizhou, what good will it do to our Flying Dragon Gang?"
With a pun, he not only reprimanded his son not to be impulsive, but also warned the charterer that it is best to be acquainted, otherwise Baishizhou would be destroyed.
Liang Zikuan hummed and sat down, but he still pointed out:
"I tell you, Baishizhou must surrender today, otherwise I will kill it without a piece of armor."
PS: Thank you all for your support, like the brothers you like.