I haven't been a boss for many years

Others think it is a favor!

First of all, this kindness of support is not fake, and secondly, Master Wan Shan's appreciation and support for him are even more affectionate.

Zhang Guobin hung up the phone, wiped the corners of his eyes with his hand, and said with a lot of emotion: "Purchase a medium-sized airliner and fly to San Francisco at night."

"clear."

Target Boy answered the phone and agreed aloud.

Two days later.

When a flight arrived at the airport, more than [-] people walked out of the airport passageway, changed cars on the parking lot, and the convoy drove directly to Chinatown.

Zhang Guobin was wearing a suit, sitting in the back row, looking out the window.

It was drizzling.

The convoy stops at the entrance of Chinatown.

The entire Chinatown is large and small, and more than 200 shops, restaurants, and nightclubs along the street are all covered with white cloth.

In the passage near the Zhonghua Restaurant, there were layers upon layers of Hongmen brothers who came to see him off, and many Hongmen brothers could only bow to the old mountain master from a distance.

Only professional people can enter the auditorium to pay their respects and offer incense. Even so, there are thousands of people standing at the entrance of Chinatown, including the senior management of Dagong Group and the management of the Dagong Chinese Association. The California Police Department sent hundreds of police officers to maintain In order to maintain order, the ghost police officers had to stay away from the sad Chinese Shanmen.

At this time, the crowd around the entrance of the restaurant suddenly parted, making way for a passage, and bowed to the middle to salute. The crowd was like a sea wave, and a group of people in black suits and holding black umbrellas advanced along the passage. , when they came to the entrance of the restaurant, the leader slightly raised the umbrella, revealing a white paper flower pinned to his chest, and a pair of sentimental peach blossom eyes, and finally a calm, solemn, handsome face.

"Dong Zhang!"

"boss Zhang!"

"President Zhang!"

A sentence of titles echoed in my ears.

Only the warm Abin was missing.

At the gate of the restaurant, wreaths covered with elegiac couplets piled up on both sides, and more wreaths were placed along the carpet into the restaurant, and a white elegiac couplet was hung on the round wooden pillars on both sides of the restaurant.

It is written in black ink on white paper: Hong Ying, five sages, five patriarchs, five ancestors, five justices, five heroes and three heroes.

A Hongmen uncle who had finished offering incense and saluting, the bosses gathered at the gate of the restaurant, and when they saw someone coming, they hurriedly bowed and saluted: "President Zhang!"

"President Zhang!"

"Bingo!"

Zhang Guobin paused, stood in front of the steps, and shouted loudly: "Xiangjiang Yihai's 26 shop names congratulate Chairman Wan, and the owner of Wanlao Mountain is evergreen!"

Target Boy puts away the umbrella for the boss.

Li Chenghao, Dongguan Miao, Haibo, Yuanbao, Mawang, Tiantang, Sanggou, Lettuce, Datou, a total of 25 people, Heyihai Dadi, [-] Heyizixiang masters, and six Xiangjiang community representatives stood in the rain, singing in unison Shouting: "Congratulations to Chairman Wan!"

"The mountain master is evergreen!"

Thin raindrops hit the faces of different people, and each face was soon covered with water droplets, and everyone followed the chief rudder ahead and bowed in salute without saying a word.

The people in the Grand Palace hurriedly stepped aside and let out the gate of the restaurant, not daring to accept the gift from the 26 incense masters, and some people were busy preparing tea.

Hu Nianzhong was wearing a brown gown with a white flower pinned to his chest, and ran out of the restaurant quickly. Seeing the lineup in front of him, his eyes were full of waves, and he said in a solemn voice: "The family invites Mr. Zhang to enter the hall!"

Zhang Guobin nodded heavily, strode up the steps, entered the inner hall step by step, and came to the mourning hall area where the coffins were placed. The children and grandchildren of President Wan were all wearing onyx clothes and white headscarves, row after row. Kneel on the cushion.

Heichai, Mr. Su, Mr. Hu and others are also in the mourning hall area, helping the family members to welcome and send them off. Master Wan Shan has made many friends in his life, many of them are business giants, political leaders, and international wealthy businessmen, who need sufficient status , The person with the status is responsible for the reception.

Dabohao, Dongguan Miao, Tiantian and others were invited into the rest area by their brothers, and each of them was offered a cup of sweet tea soaked in winter melon sugar to warm up the brothers.

It is a traditional habit in southern cities to make tea with wax gourd sugar for weddings and funerals, and it is hoped that the taste buds of the guests will have more sweetness and less sadness in their hearts.

Zhang Guobin came to the coffin and bowed to salute, offered incense and bowed three times, presented silk gold, and was thanked by his family members before finally sitting on the chair next to him.

"The death of the Son of Heaven, the truth of the world, the death of the mountain master, the truth of Hongmen, and the conclusion of Wan Shanzhu's life's achievements will be confirmed when the coffin is closed."

Heichai said: "This day is the closest to Master Wanshan's life wish. There are eight or nine people who come from Hongmen in the world, Abin!"

"You did a good job!"

Chapter 676 Dangerous, the situation is urgent

Inside the mourning hall.

Zhang Guobin put his hands on his knees, sat upright, and said aloud: "The current situation of Hongmen in the world cannot be separated from the painstaking efforts of Wanshan Lord."

"It's a courtesy for brothers to come to worship."

"Of course!"

Wearing a white suit and white flowers, Li Chenghao strode into the mourning hall, bowed and offered incense, and worshiped the mountain master as Marshal of Heyihai Erlu.

The white suit is very special among the bigwigs who come to worship, but it is very solemn when it is put on the occasion of the funeral. Ordinary people wear white flowers, and black suits are the guests.

Wearing a white suit means wearing filial piety. Although Ah Hao didn't really wear hemp and filial piety to Lord Wanlaoshan, the white suit is more solemn than the black suit on this occasion.

There is no violation.

Next, Brother Biao, the leader of the big circle gang, and Ah Wu, the seat of the number gang, went to the hall to offer incense. As the second talker of the four major gangs in Xiangjiang, the two big brothers respected the mountain master very much.

Well-behaved, with a solemn face, he finished the incense and then bowed to leave. He didn't make a sound during the whole process, and he didn't even glance at him.

Then, Ma Wang, Yuan Bao, Mei Jie, Bao Yaqiu and other Yi Hai Da Di made a group of five, and finally there were Tian Tian, ​​Sang Gou, Lettuce, Da Tou, He Yi Zi Hao Xiang Zhu and Xin Ji representative Xiang Qiang.

There were 26 Heyi fonts in this already grand funeral, and the presence of representatives from the four major associations in Xiangjiang was even more grand.

Zhang Guobin took the lead out of the gate of the mourning hall, looked at the drizzle of Chinatown, took a deep breath, and sent him off, mourning for him, good!

The target boy stood by his side, propped up a black umbrella, held it on the boss's head, and followed the boss forward.

"Snapped!"

The boss stepped out of the threshold step by step.

Huoxu, Uncle Han, Brother Qiu and other staff members from the [-]th District of the Grand Palace, Uncle, Gezi and hundreds of leaders who came to pay homage, Ma Zi all bowed down.

A group of overseas Chinese representatives in suits collectively lowered their heads to the young people on the steps, and their movements were neat and orderly. They were drenched in the rain without making a sound.

Ma Wang, Yuan Bao, Mei Jie, Tian Tian and others stood behind the booth, their eyes leaped over the shoulders of the people in front of them, and they were shocked when they saw the scene below the stage.

Who said that Zhang Sheng is not the master of Hongmen Mountain in the world?

who said it! ! !

There are too many rumors in the rivers and lakes, only seeing is believing, what you see is the truth!

horse king.

Ingots.

Heaven……

A group of people were turbulent in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say a word, for fear that the Hongmen brothers in front of them would take away Zuoguan, if Zuoguan was taken away now.

When the mountain owner went.

What should the brothers in Xiangjiang do!

They follow the boss step by step through the crowd, they are like a piece of driftwood in the sea of ​​people, they can only drift with the tide, and move forward with the wind and waves.

Until everyone came to a Mercedes-Benz, a target boy opened the door, and when he was sitting in the hall and bent over to get into the car...

"Goodbye, President!"

A landslide and tsunami-like roar suddenly sounded, and the sound wave blew the drizzle out of the slanting wind, blowing away the intermittent rain curtain.

Zhang Guobin was wearing a black suit, easily closed the car door, straightened the hem of his clothes, and let out a long breath.

"call!"

Danger!

Too dangerous!

The Mercedes-Benz drove slowly out of the street.

The rest of Dadi and incense owners boarded a bus together and drove to the hotel that had been booked.

Chinatown entrance.

A white police officer put his hands on his hips and asked aloud, "Mike, what are the Chinese inside shouting?"

A black police officer interjected: "Don't ask, you must be showing your allegiance to the new boss. The Mexican gang also likes to complete the succession ceremony at the funeral."

Officer Mike, who knows Chinese and is known as China Connect, has a solemn expression and nods vigorously: "Yes."

"A new boss is born!"

When the curtain of an era is drawn, there must be a character on the stage, and the story of the next episode will continue...

night.

eight o'clock.

San Francisco, Intercontinental Hotel, a VIP room.

Heichai changed into a long shirt, sat on the sofa, opened his shirt, held a teacup, and asked, "Abin, have you ever thought about coming to San Francisco early?"

"Grandpa."

Sitting opposite Zhang Guobin, with bitterness on his face, sighed: "You have always supported me the most, why did you collude with Mr. Hu to tie me up?"

Heichai looked surprised, and said, "You know everything?"

"what do you know?"

Zhang Guobin was taken aback.

Heichai laughed and said, "Brothers, what the hearts of the people want!"

"Although it has been a year since the two of us separated powers to manage the Great Court, the Master of Wanlaoshan is Hongmen's Dinghaishenzhen. Now that Dinghaishenzhen is gone, the brothers are more eager for someone to stand up."

"I'm an old man, and the brothers don't say anything, but they all hope that you will stand up."

Zhang Guobin smiled.

"Grandpa, how about a change, I come to San Francisco, you go back to Xiangjiang?"

Heichai was taken aback: "Abin, do you want me to die? It's almost the same for me to travel back to Xiangjiang now. If I go back and join the club, brother can't kill me?"

Zhang Guobin laughed and said, "Currently, Xiangjiang Company is carrying out a welfare measure. There are still two years left in the preparation period. If I leave Xiangjiang, my brothers will kill me."

Heichai shook his hands and said, "Forget it."

"Forget it."

"People are in the rivers and lakes and can't help themselves. I understand, so I won't make any demands anymore. I will continue to take care of you for two years. By the way, there are still some things to deal with tonight."

"Flash first."

Zhang Guobin hurriedly got up, sent Grandpa to the hotel elevator, and said with a smile, "Grandpa, pay attention to safety on the road."

"rest assured."

"There are brothers watching."

Holding the cane in both hands, Heichai agreed with a smile.

inside the car.

Uncle Han sat in the passenger seat, turned around and asked, "Lord Chaishan."

"President Zhang agreed to go out?"

Heichai closed his eyes: "I can't promise."

Uncle Han sighed, "That would be difficult."

Zhang Guobin took a shower in the hotel room, walked to the bedroom wearing a bathrobe, opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of water, the more he thought about it, the more he thought something was wrong, and suddenly shouted: "Target boy!"

"Di!"

The target boy immediately opened the door, and opened his mouth to agree: "Sit in the hall!"

"Prepare the car!"

"Honolulu!"

"Remember, don't inform anyone, leave quietly, and meet others in Xiangjiang."