Boss, he is sick and only I can cure him

Blocking this transaction is only a drop in the bucket, but for Ding Yong, even if he understands this truth, he cannot ignore it.

Rong Xianyi didn't think Ding Yong's approach was wrong, but just too reckless.

With Ding Yong's impulsive character, it may be difficult to understand the principle of making decisions before taking action.

"You just said that this batch of goods is going to Peking?"

Ding Yong replied respectfully: "Yes, I heard their conversation. This batch of goods is going to Peking."

"Where's the receiver from Ocean Trading Company?"

Realizing that Rong Xianyi's tone was no longer so cold and seemed to have calmed down, Ding Yong raised his head slightly and said, "Mr. Rong, I know that Ocean Trading Company has some relationship with the (government) government. I don't know the person who received the goods." How about it? I just tied him up. He said his name was Zhang Jun. This kid didn't seem to know that the goods he took over contained opium. He also scolded us for framing him, but he kept mumbling and couldn't understand what he was saying. What."

Zhang Jun?

If he remembered correctly, Zhang Zhiyuan's son was named Zhang Jun, and he had met him once at the Pingle Song and Dance Hall.

There is also a woman named Yu Xinghe who is also related to him.

"Take Zhang Jun to Rong Mansion after the division meeting." Rong Xianyi said the next sentence, then hugged Lin Shuyang and walked out of the forest.

"Yes, Mr. Rong!"

It was only then that Ding Yong noticed that Young Master Rong had been holding someone in his arms.

He knew this man, he had blocked a shot for Mr. Rong when they were in the warehouse, and he had seen him later during training at Pine Forest Academy.

"Is Dr. Lin injured?" Ding Yong rushed after him, "Young Master Rong, why don't you give him to me, and I will carry him back."

Rong Xianyi glanced at him coldly, "No need."

Why is this voice a little colder than before?

Ding Yong looked at Uncle Dao as if asking for help, "Mr. Dao, do you think Young Master Rong still blames me for taking matters into my own hands?"

Uncle Dao shook his head, patted Ding Yong's shoulder lightly, and smiled meaningfully, "Stop thinking about this matter, and leave quickly. If you don't leave, you won't be able to catch up with the division meeting."

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The division meeting is held every three years. It is a traditional event that has been followed by various gangs in Shanghai for decades. To put it bluntly, it is to redivide the territory.

Shanghai may be big or small, but every inch of land is precious, and everyone wants to get more of it.

Except for the concession, they divided the remaining important places into five areas, corresponding to five games.

Just like a divided cake, whoever has the ability can eat that piece of cake!

Since more than ten years ago, the two largest gangs in Shanghai have been the Ronghuamen and the Fugui Gang. The other small gangs have gradually withdrawn from the stage of sub-group meetings, including the Tongpaohui, which was once very prosperous but is now gradually declining.

The meeting has been held for decades and has been held no less than ten times. It is the most civilized and harmonious place for the various gangs to meet.

No one can do anything here, let alone use illegal means to win the five-game match. Otherwise, they will be looked down upon by all gang members in Shanghai, big and small, and will no longer be qualified to participate in the division meeting. It will also be difficult to win again in the future. Get a foothold here.

Times have changed, and nowadays, in addition to people from gangs, many people from the business community also come to join in the fun.

After all, the connection between gangs and the business world is getting closer and closer now. As long as it is related to interests, who doesn't want to get a share of the pie?

Smart businessmen all understand that although the split meeting has no direct relationship with them, the results of the split meeting determine who they should cooperate with in the future to obtain more benefits.

The location of this division meeting was jointly decided by the Ronghua Sect and the Fugui Gang, and it was the one Rong Xianyi and Qin Guangsheng both nodded to - Deqian Horse Farm.

There is a wide resting area next to the racecourse, which has now been turned into an airtight room, with only one door facing the middle of the racecourse open.

After entering through this door, the hundreds of seats on both sides of the aisle are already full.

In the middle of the venue is an open space of nearly 100 square meters. A ring has been set up on the open space, and it is blocked by chains. This is a gladiatorial arena built for the subsequent competition. Not far from the arena, there is a square square. gaming table.

On the high seat, Fugui Gang Qin Guangsheng and Japan Chamber of Commerce Okada Kawaichi were already seated, with seven or eight men in gray clothes standing behind them.

On the other side, only Chang Yu and a few brothers from the Ronghua Sect were present, but the main seat was nowhere to be seen for a long time.

"It's less than ten minutes before the separation meeting starts. Is the young master from your Ronghua Sect coming yet? Don't be afraid and run away!" The middle-aged man sitting at the front of the aisle sneered. Open your mouth.

The sound was deliberately raised so that everyone in the venue could hear it.

Chang Yu glanced over with sharp eyes and frowned slightly. The speaker was Zhao Yin, the vice-president of the Tongpao Association. Zhao Yin was sitting on the side of the Fugui Gang and was looking at him with his legs crossed as if watching a good show. .

Seeing that he was silent, Zhao Yin spoke again: "Let me tell you, Rong Xianyi is just a young boy. How can he be on an equal footing with Mr. Qin?"

"If Master Rong is still here, it would be quite interesting. Now that Master Rong is dead, how come you, the Ronghua Sect, still have the dignity to come?"

"Why don't you go back as soon as possible and practice your courage before coming back!"

As soon as he finished saying this, low jeers suddenly sounded in the audience.

Qin Guangsheng also raised the corner of his mouth and snorted coldly.

Rong Xianyi...maybe he will never come again today!

On the other side, the people facing Ronghua Gate couldn't help but fight back.

"You guys have already fallen into this situation, but you still have the nerve to come and divide the meeting? If it were me, I wouldn't have the nerve to step in."

"Isn't that right? The president hasn't come yet, so why doesn't sending a vice-president explain the problem? Hahahahaha!"

"Our Young Master Rong will definitely come before the start of the division meeting. It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is."

Chang Yu stared at Zhao Yin coldly and did not speak. He was representing the Ronghua Sect now. If he spoke quickly at this time, he would only lose the face of the Ronghua Sect.

He secretly remembered Zhao Yin, and sometimes he would understand it better when he settled the accounts after the fall.

At this time, there was a sound outside the door, and Chang Yu immediately looked over.

"Is Master Rong here?"

"Is it Mr. Rong?"

"Who is that? Why are you in a wheelchair?"

"He, he is the new president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, Chen Ziqian."

"Why is he here?"

"Could it be that you were also invited by Master Qin?"

Chen Ziqian appeared in everyone's sight in a wheelchair.

Lianyi pushed Chen Ziqian slowly down the aisle and walked to the high platform. The people from Ronghua Gate immediately came over and lifted the wheelchair up together, placing it next to the main seat.

Seeing this scene, the people below began to whisper.

"He is actually standing on the Ronghua Gate side..."

"Although he is a young man and still disabled, I heard that he is very capable and can mobilize people from the army to do things for him. He is also a person who cannot be underestimated!"

"It looks like there will be something good to watch in today's division meeting."