Take the Job: the Hero Starts from Being the Most Fierce

Looks like he has something wrong.

"A Ting, I wish you a successful victory, let's go first."

The big bosses of Hengji said.

Wang Ting turned around and waved goodbye to them.

......

On the balcony of a Western-style loft.

Brother Yaowen was lying on the railing, smoking a suffocating cigarette while looking at the distant scenery.

The phone rang, Brother Yaowen picked up the phone, saw Wang Ting's call, and hung up.

He smiled and said, "Stinky boy, you are in such a hurry."

pat, pat.

There were footsteps behind him, Brother Yaowen put away his phone, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said lightly, "You're here."

Ai-Lian, dressed in black, leaned her back against the railing. She looked up at the sky and laughed lightly.

"Ask me out, what do you want to say?"

Brother Yaowen looked into the distance and said, "Come on, neither you nor Billy can compete with Ah Ting."

Sister Ailian shook her head and said, "Tan Yaowen, after so many years, you still haven't made any progress. Now the arrow is on the line and you have to send it."

"I'm going to stop? What about Billy? What about the bullies who follow us?"

"not to mention."

Sister Ailian looked at Brother Yaowen and said coldly, "I must avenge Amin's revenge!"

Brother Yaowen sighed: "Amin, he sweeps the company's business and talks about the transition in front of Grandpa, don't you think it's too much?"

Sister Ailian turned her head to look at him: "Whatever the company treats him, he treats the company the same way. Isn't this a matter of course?"

"I've been his woman because I appreciate him taking the initiative to go in. I'm bold enough. No matter what he does, I'll support him."

Brother Yaowen narrowed his eyes and said angrily, "But you are seeking your own death!"

"Do you care about me now?" Sister Ailian sneered: "When Amin died, did you ever treat him as a brother?"

Brother Yaowen 5.4 said word by word: "I just treated him as a brother, so I kept saying good things to him at Grandpa's place. Now that he is dead, why do you do it?"

Sister Ailian clutched the railing and said, "If you marry a chicken, follow a chicken, if you marry a dog, follow a dog. I must kill Wang Ting!"

Brother Yaowen knew that Sister Ailian had made up his mind, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, lifted his foot to stamp it out, and looked at her in a complicated way.

"Think clearly, once you start, there is no turning back."

Sister Ailian pointed out: "Do you think there is something that can be turned back in this world?"

After speaking, she left.

The footsteps were getting farther and farther, Yaowen brother grabbed his head irritably, and slammed the last punch on the railing.

What Sister Ailian said was right. Once you have done something, you will never be able to go back.

If that's the case, let's go all the way to the dark.

Soon after, he also left the balcony.

When walking, the steps were sonorous and powerful, and there was no hesitation.

The Hang Kee Conference ended with the nominations of Wang Ting and Billy.

And the forces represented by the two sides have officially started war!

PS: Ask for a wave of flowers, ask for a wave of monthly tickets, ask for a wave of evaluation tickets, and ask for various data in an infinite loop.......... ...................................................... ...................................................... ...................................................... ............

Chapter 64 Breeding Killers

The Hengji Conference is over, and everyone is almost gone.

At this moment, Xiangtang.

In front of the shrine, Grandpa and his three uncles were playing mahjong.

"White board." Grandpa played the card first.

"Bar." Uncle Tian said with a smile.

"Get rich." Uncle Quan on the side also played his cards.

Grandpa smiled and said, "Touch yourself."

Uncle Quan exclaimed, "Wow, Brother Min, you won three games in a row. You want to invite us to dinner tonight."

Grandpa waved his hand: "It's all luck, it's all luck."

When the cards were shuffled, a pleasant ringtone of the mobile phone rang. Seeing the name of the caller, Grandpa narrowed his eyes, made a gesture to the three of them, and then connected the call.

"Brother Min, after the conference, Wang Ting and Billy's boys started canvassing votes." An old voice came from the phone. It was clearly the leader of Hengji who had just had a good chat with Wang Ting.

"Oh? It seems that you have received a lot of benefits." Grandpa said with a smile.

"No. Brother Min, don't worry, I won't vote for them." The leader hurriedly expressed his loyalty.

"Alright." Grandpa smiled, then hung up the phone.

The four of them started to play mahjong again, and after a while, the sound of crackling sounded.

"Three barrels."

"Don't move, it's mushy!"

"Wow, Brother Min, you are confused again." Uncle Tian said with a smile.

"Yeah, I'll let you join the village again." Uncle Quan also said, "You take care of the meals of these old brothers today."

Grandpa laughed so hard that he said, "It's all luck, just luck."

bang.

Uncle Tian held a handful of mahjong and slapped it on the table. He smiled and said coldly: "These bastards always want to change with the times. If they change the dynasty, will we still have a place to stand?"

The corners of Uncle Quan's mouth also raised an arc: "Want to 'sit in a restaurant'? Young people are not hot enough. Let's take a rent every three years."

Grandpa pushed the card to the middle and said leisurely.

"Jordan's bars and snack streets, as well as the entertainment city and sand and gravel factory, are all very good industries. It is really a waste of money to hand over to the juniors."

In fact, Grandpa didn't want to take action against Wang Ting so quickly, but since this kid was vying for the seat of the 'pavilion', there was no need to live at 25.

One must not forget one's roots, this is what he warned Wang Ting over and over again.

But since he has crossed the bottom line and wants to eat the 'sit in the restaurant' in one bite, that is courting death!

"Let Wang Ting and Billy fight first, then, we will profit from it and take a wave of rent, hahahaha." Uncle Tian laughed proudly.

In the past nine years, this kind of drama has been staged countless times, especially this time the harvest will be very rich, of course he is happy.

Hearing his words, the other three also smiled.

The poker game is still going on, but because of Grandpa's consecutive villagers, it has come to an end.

The laughter of the four echoed in the sky above the Xiangtang, and it didn't go away for a long time.

......

Wanxi Hot Pot City, private room on the top floor.

More than a dozen younger brothers in suits and leather shoes are guarding the door. Now is the peak season for eating hot pot, and the seats in the restaurant are in short supply.

And the guests in this private room have been sitting in for a long time, which has seriously affected the business of Hot Pot City.

The lobby manager wanted to politely ask the guests to leave, but after seeing those people, his expression changed, and he returned to the elevator at a faster speed.

At the same time, he also secretly scolded the waiter in his heart why he didn't tell him who the guests were.

In this area of ​​Temple Street, these two are absolute gods.

What a shit rate, now the lobby manager is just praying in the bottom of his heart.

I pray that these two masters can leave happily after eating and drinking, and don't ruin the place.

Inside the huge table, only two people sat.

They are Tian Jiu, the master of Temple Street, and Ma Wei, the master of Xi Wan.The two of them were Hengji who had entered at about the same time. After fighting outside for more than ten years, they finally took the seat of the hall master.

Tian Jiu is a middle-aged man with white hair on the temples. He wears a pair of glasses and looks very gentle.

Having been away from street fighting for many years has made Tian Jiu's sturdy body gain a lot of fat, but even so, no one dared to underestimate him.

Just sitting there, it is domineering.

Tian Jiu put his jacket aside, put the green vegetables into the steaming hot pot, and said, "Mawei, have Wang Ting and Billy been looking for you? Tell me honestly, who are you going to vote for? ?"

"Pooh."

Mawei spit out the garlic clove in his mouth and sneered.

"Does it make any difference who you vote for? It's not Brother Min who has the last laugh anyway."

Mawei is about the same age as Tian Jiu, but she doesn't look old at all.

In such a cold ghost weather, Mawei just wore a jacket with a white vest inside.

After taking off his coat, he revealed his muscular arms.At the same time, there are more than a dozen crooked scars on the exposed skin.

In his early years, Mawei was also a warrior who was not inferior to Tian Jiu. After he became the head of the hall, he was unwilling to be lonely and made many shots.Although he is injured from time to time, according to Mawei's words, the street is more suitable for him.

The qualifications of the two are older than Brother Yaowen, and they have seen many major events in Hengji with their own eyes.

Before Min-ge became a sitting hall, every time the 'sitting hall' was evaluated, several halls of Hengji became bloody and bloody.

It was a chaotic era, and the two of them were fortunate enough to bet against Brother Min, and they soared into the sky.

Brother Min has been re-elected for three consecutive 'sitting halls', and he has not stepped down from that position for nine years. In a sense, it is enough to prove his horror.

But in the past nine years, those young people with vigor and vitality have been seduced by Brother Min's kind appearance.

Or think he is weak.