Since ancient times, talented people have been born in the Red Chamber

Chapter 168 Wen Neng writes to secure the world, Wu Neng mounts the horse to determine the world (the rudder master adds more)

Chapter 166

The negotiation was very convenient, especially after the Boss Ling mentioned the topic they were discussing with tears in his eyes, those hooligans who fell to the ground almost all looked sad and angry, with tears in their eyes, almost crying up.

Nima, this is simply an enhanced version of "Don't fight, don't know each other"?Old driver Wang looked at the aggrieved Boss Ling in front of him with embarrassing eyes.

Zhao Ji, who was next to him, almost burst out laughing after recovering from the experience, but after receiving an angry stare from Mr. Wang Yang, Mr. Wu Shan, he finally shut his mouth wisely.

In the end, Wang Yang paid the money and sent someone to a nearby restaurant to buy a lot of food, wine and meat. There was a big banquet in the residence of Lingyun Club, and the resentment between the two parties gradually dissipated with singing and laughing.

"We really don't know each other..." Boss Ling, with swollen eyes, clinked a glass with Wang Yang, sighed dumbfoundedly, and drained in one gulp.

"It's normal, they're all big bosses, and if they fight, maybe they can make friends, don't we?" Wang Yang laughed, and drank it all in one gulp.

After a fight just now, and after a luncheon, the depression finally dissipated a lot.And Wang Yang and Boss Na Ling entered the room to discuss important matters.

Zhao Ji insisted on following. He was really curious about what the hell Wang Yang, a talented man, was going to do by cooperating with these gangsters.

Wang Yang was completely left to Zhao Ji. Anyway, Zhao Ji's performance before was no different from that of a hooligan, and since he got the stick, what this guy did was not self-defense, but a very insidious move around. Beating people, specifically attacking from behind.

From this point, it is enough to prove that this young man is just like the middle and high school students of the later generations. Although he is a good doll in school, he has an ambition to be like a hooligan who does not have to go to class and smokes, drinks, and picks up girls all day long.

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Speaking of Lingyun Society, they are really willing to cooperate with Yihonglou. Apart from Cuju, they can only rely on collecting protection fees from nearby shops and doing bad things for people.

However, the content of the cooperation agreement between Yihonglou and Lingyun Club that Wang Yang handed over surprised and delighted Boss Ling. What surprised him was that Lingyun Club was still an independent ball club on the surface, but in fact, From Boss Ling down to every hooligan, they need to sign an employment agreement with Yihonglou.

In other words, they all became employees of Yihonglou, and the original assets of the Lingyun Club were converted into shares and distributed to the original members of the Lingyun Club who were willing to stay.

It doesn't matter if you don't want to stay, Yihonglou will give that guy a certain settling allowance.

"Well, can this still be called Lingyun Society?" Boss Ling stammered after reading the contract, put the contract on the table, and sighed weakly.

Boss Ling thought so, but the eyeballs of the other core members of the Lingyun Club next to him were shining brightly. If it was done this way, at least they would not have a meal like they do now, or it should be said that they risk being caught every day. The danger of being caught by the government after beating or beating someone is to collect protection money, but can rely on the big tree of Yihonglou to eat a stable meal.

"Of course it's still called Lingyun Society, and of course you, Boss Ling, are still the boss of Lingyun Society, but many things don't require you to worry so much. What's more, relying on Yihonglou, can I still wrong you, Boss Ling?" Wang Yang chuckled, patted Boss Ling on the shoulder, and said in a very affectionate manner, as if the person who beat him until he was screaming and his mouth was full of blood more than an hour ago was not him.

Seeing Wang Yang, a tall and strong young man with a black eye, who was still handsome and sunny, Boss Ling really had the urge to stuff his stinky socks that hadn't been washed in half a month into his mouth.

However, considering the difference in force value between the two sides, in the end, Boss Ling had no choice but to admit defeat. "Well, brother Wang, you can say whatever you want, but these contracts have to be agreed by the brothers themselves."

"No problem..." Wang Yang pulled out a thick stack of rice paper from the other side as if by magic. Oh no, it was a thick stack of personal employment contracts.

Boss Ling looked at the spitting Wang Yang with a disgusted expression on his face, shameless, despicable, obscene, sinister, arrogant... In short, Boss Ling's slightly literate heart suppressed all the derogatory words. This guy Wang Yang still felt that there was too much to write on his forehead.

Every excuse I made for procrastination made this guy come back, and even after this guy threw out these personal employment contracts, it was like a white knife flashed on the battlefield. Do you want to do it? Brother Gan will poke you three times and throw you into the gutter to catch your breath.

"The more I listen to it, the more I feel that this Mr. Wu Shan's words are so annoying that people can't wait to beat him with the sole of his shoe." A big inner guard squatting behind Zhao Ji couldn't help but whispered The companion beside him muttered.

The companion also nodded in agreement, but after thinking about it, he replied in a very low voice. "Are you sure you can pinch this master?"

The Ouchi guard who spoke at the beginning couldn't help but look black when he thought of Wang Yang's previous posture of fighting north and challenging east and west.

This man of culture, who is regarded as Mr. Duan by His Royal Highness, is either a monkey stealing a peach or a double dragon playing a pearl. In short, it comes out of nowhere, and comes out of your expectation, as if this guy is covered with eighteen kinds of weapons Generally, anywhere can become a weapon to attack the opponent.

"Can you two give Gu Xiao a break." At this moment, Zhao Ji, who was sitting in front, couldn't help but turn his head and stare at these two guys, and then continued to look at the other side with an expression of admiration and admiration. Fei, the smug Wang Dajunzi.

And that Boss Ling didn't have the slightest bit of pomp, his face was ashen, his heart was like death, and he looked like a bereaved dog, which represented that Mr. Wu Shan, who was both civil and military, had already gained the upper hand.

At this moment, in Zhao Ji's eyes, there was only one word for the radiant Wang Yang, dick, dick, really his sister was too dick.Unexpectedly, Mr. Wu Shan's literary talent shocked the entire Bianliang, Tokyo, and made today's younger generation of talented scholars eclipse their talents, and his martial arts are also so outstanding.

In the past, I just listened to the bragging of these big inner guards, so and so went to the battlefield, killed a few people, and took a few lives.

But how can there be such a sense of presence in the picture that is more impactful, and more importantly, just now Wang Yang's guide hit the north, and then he shot over with a flying kick to save himself, which has already left a strong image in Zhao Ji's heart. A huge heroic image of Guang Weizheng, who can draw a pen to secure the world, and use martial arts to set the world.

Only such a person is worthy of being called my teacher.Zhao Ji thought proudly.

(End of this chapter)