I haven't been a boss for many years

Zhu Baoyi gritted her teeth, blushing: "The doctor said that you can have intercourse occasionally, and your concentration is just..."

She was too shy to speak.

Zhang Guobin was stunned for a moment, seeing Zhu Baoyi lift up his nightgown, hugging his pregnant belly with both hands, chuckled and threw the cigarette aside, and sat on it gently.

"Then smoke afterward."

"lighter."

"The doctor said not to be too exciting..."

……

Zhang Guobin spent the next few days at Sister A's house, Ms. Guan's house, Ms. Wang's house, and the artist's apartment, and he looked fresh every day.

Although people have the same beauty, they can be dressed in different ways, in different places, and play in different ways.

Always give people a different experience.

To tell the truth, it is better to play a thousand games with the same stunning beauty and memories of the times than to play a thousand willow poses and rouge vulgar fans.

Not tired of playing!

Ever since he grabbed He Yihai's faucet stick, the lust in the world has been satisfied by him.

this day.

Tsim Sha Tsui.

Regent Hotel, Presidential Suite, a man was soaking in the bathtub, looking up at the sea view ahead, Guan Jiahui was wearing a blue swimming suit, sitting opposite and rubbing the man's feet.

The sea is calm and distant, the ferry lights are on, and the night sky is full of stars.

Zhang Guobin snorted comfortably, picked up a glass of red wine beside him, and said while drinking, "Ding Ding Ding."

The big brother on the stool rang.

Guan Jiahui lowered her head and pressed her foot, as if she had never heard of it, Zhang Guobin straightened up, put down his wine glass, picked up his mobile phone, and pressed the answer button: "Hello?"

"Wow!" Guan Jiahui plunged into the water with her head down, and quietly sneaked beside her.

"Abin."

"What are you doing?"

Heichai's voice rang through the phone.

Zhang Guobin smiled comfortably: "Grandpa, I'm pressing my head."

"Hehe, I beat you to death in North America, and you put your head in Xiangjiang?" Heichai pretended to be displeased and said with a smile, Zhang Guobin was justified: "I have the opportunity to enjoy the blessings with my grandpa in front of me."

"It's fun to be a big Wei, and to be a little brother."

Heichai laughed loudly: "Well, is it you fighting for the mountain master, or me for the mountain master?"

"However, the number of tickets for North America has been settled. Two of the thirteen tickets have been torn, and eleven are left for you."

Zhang Guobin said nervously: "Grandpa, I hope my uncles can enjoy their old age peacefully..."

"Ha ha!"

"Whether you can enjoy your old age depends on whether you are smart or not. People who are not smart are not worthy. This is how I do things. Now the first round is almost over."

"There are eighteen tickets that Chairman Wan won for you, plus the eleven tickets that Dou Kui snatched from him, now there are twenty-nine tickets out of fifty."

"More than half."

Although, there are many directors in the Great Court, from all walks of life, from all districts, and from all generations, there are more than 400 people alive in total.

However, to be eligible to vote for the future Hongmen Mountain Master, one must meet the requirements of being a group director, being in charge of the first district, having a red stick, being in power, etc...

In fact, only the 56 people who were present were eligible, and after deducting the six contestants themselves, there were only fifty tickets in total.

29 out of [-] tickets.

This is an overwhelming advantage.

Coupled with a few tickets that were occasionally torn off, if nothing else happened, the position of the Hongmen Mountain Lord is close at hand, which shows how important it is to have the support of the previous Mountain Lord!

It seems that Zhang Guobin is the outsider with the shallowest foundation among the six candidates, but in fact, he is the Hongmen prince with the deepest foundation!

Zhang Guobin took a deep breath: "Thank you, Grandpa."

A snake spirit is plucking the strings in the water.

"The victors of the other two districts have also been separated. If you have time, return to North America and report to the Mountain Lord."

Heichai said: "As far as I know, the tickets in the ticket warehouse are not very stable, maybe there are old bones who are double-faced."

"You haven't really experienced club elections. I don't know how dark it is. I just caught a little clue and I can prepare a hole card for you!"

When it comes to counting votes, the struggle continues until the votes are issued at the last second.

When Heichai came to power, the older generation of uncles basically died, and the name of the club was almost split into two, so he knew all too well the twists and turns inside.

After Zhang Guobin settled the affairs in Taipei, he immediately returned to Xiangjiang with his wife and children, which seemed a bit passive and sabotage.

If Heichai can rest assured, there will be ghosts.

"Yes."

"Grandpa."

Zhang Guobin responded simply: "I will return to North America tomorrow."

"Ah."

"Then keep pressing your head. The sun is just rising on North America's side, and it's just the time to press your head on your side. Make it more comfortable. Yanmars in North America can't do delicate work, so just a word!" Heichai said clearly, all It's a matter of experience.

"Goodbye."

Zhang Guobin hung up the phone and suddenly trembled all over.

Guan Jiahui raised her head in the water, covered her mouth with her palm, and coughed repeatedly: "Ahem."

She spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, her face flushed, "I'm sorry, Zhang Sheng, I just choked on the bottom of the water."

"It's ok."

"Drink a glass of wine and rinse your mouth."

Zhang Guobin raised his glass.

"cheers."

Guan Jiahui said.

North America.

Heichai plugged the phone back into the base, walked into the yard, came to a bamboo stand of vines, raised his hand and took off the birdcage.

"Flying Lin."

"You send someone to bring back the leader of the head of state Bai."

Heichai stepped on his cloth shoes, shook the birdcage, and started to walk leisurely.

Fei Lin bowed and cupped his fists: "Yes!"

"Grandpa!"

Fei Lin left.

A man in a suit and sunglasses with an upright face followed up: "Grandpa."

Heichai sighed: "Abin is good at his career, but he is not scheming. He always treats people with loyalty and righteousness. He has never fought for a position in his life."

"This time, I didn't work hard to fight for the position of the master of the Hongmen Mountain. I settled the affairs in Taipei and stayed in Xiangjiang."

The man asked: "Grandpa, are you disappointed?"

"No!"

Heichai categorically rejected: "It is enough for him to do his job well, and I will take care of the rest! No one in the world is perfect. Back then I was able to help him to the throne of Yihai leader, and now I can help him The dragon chair of the Hongmen Mountain Lord!"

"As long as he can lead Hongmen to glory, other things will be borne by an old bone like me."

The man nodded: "The head of state, Bai, has been very close to Daji recently. The mayor of Houston supported by the association lost the election, and the two candidates have no chance to compete."

"Head of State Bai hopes to get Daji's votes to continue the election. If the operation is successful for Head of State Bai, he may become an internal representative of the Grand Court."

Heichai laughed and said, "It's not possible, it's already done. Only the head of state Bai is qualified to compete with Abin, but there is a problem with the financial case of the head of state Baicha."

The man frowned: "The materials are complete, the evidence is complete, and there is no problem at all."

"Although he caught a bunch of corrupt criminals, the culprit was shot to death. This is his biggest problem!" Heichai said coldly, "His couple lives in the mainland, but he has contracted many mines in the north. There are more than [-] factories of various types, and he earned the money himself?"

Chapter 517

Fei Lin bent down and lowered his head, and entered a cold storage room.

Inside the cold storage, dead pigs were wrapped in plastic bags and hung from the roof by an iron hook. Among the rows of pork hung a middle-aged man covered in plastic wrap.

Fei Lin waved away the frozen pig blocking the way, came to the middle-aged man, frowned and winked.

"Woooo."

The middle-aged man began to struggle, turning his hands around the hanger twice.

The younger brother stepped forward to straighten his body, took off the towel in his mouth, and punched him hard in the stomach: "Peng!"

"vomit!"

The middle-aged man retched, trembling all over, the surface of his skin was dry and cracked layer by layer, and his whole body was frozen blue and purple.

A horse boy was holding a dark black mink fur coat and draped it over the shoulders of the old man's suit, and another horse boy brought a cup of hot tea.

Wearing a black suit and a mink coat, Fei Lin held up a hot teacup to the tip of the middle-aged man's nose, and said seductively, "Fang Da Ya."

"A cup of tea?"

The middle-aged man was wrapped in plastic wrap, his legs were close together, his hands were raised high, and his whole body was wrapped in a long strip, with no place to exert his strength, which was very miserable.

I saw his face, lips and teeth were covered with frost.

"Fly, fly, Feilin..."

"You mutilate your fellow disciples, kill your seniors, you will die a terrible death!"

"Uncle Bo and Uncle De were also killed by you. You and Yihai are inhumane. If you are allowed to control the Great Court, the world will be in chaos!"

Fang Daya's eyes were red, full of hatred, his bones were extremely hard, and he answered with intermittent cursing.

Feilin smiled.

"Ask you if you want tea, and you talk a lot of nonsense to me?"

He put the teacup back in front of him, raised his hand to take a sip, and let out a mouthful of hot air comfortably: "Phew... everyone who is out on the road, doesn't understand the principle of cruelty, and died hundreds of times already!"

"You have done everything I do, don't pretend to be a good man from Guanyin Temple, at least we and Yihai are not greedy for the company's money, say it!"

"Where is the account of the head of state Bai? Or tell me, which bank does he use and what is the account number?"

"Bah!" Fang Daya cursed.

Fei Lin didn't care either: "You know, there is no impenetrable wall in the world, but everything you do will leave traces. It's better to recruit everything than to help your old man die."

"Otherwise, if you stand up and testify, you will be like a tainted witness by the police. I guarantee that your family will be safe and that you will have food and drink for the rest of your life."

"Spotting?"

Fang Daya struggled and said, "If you haven't done it, you haven't done it!"

"I said you did it, and you did it!" Fei Lin took a step forward, strangled his mouth, and said fiercely with widened eyes: "The head of state has done this for nothing!"

"I did!"

"It must have been done!!!"

Fei Lin shouted almost hoarsely: "Do you understand!!!"

Fang Daya pursed his lips tightly, his eyes flashed fiercely, but Fei Lin suddenly had a murderous heart, excited to the verge of madness.

"Humph!"

He let go of Fang Daya's mouth, turned around and walked out of the cold storage, his younger brother took off his coat behind his back, Fei Lin threw the teacup into the trash can, and said coldly: "If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined, ask him again at the end, If you still refuse to agree, pour him a bucket of hot water and freeze it for half an hour and give it to the head of state Bai, let him be hard until the end, until the next life!"