Rebirth 2000, Ome school flower 18 years old

The next morning, happy game hall.

The dimly lit game hall was filled with smoke, cameras were shot, and shouts were heard endlessly.

The glass door opened, and a group of people walked in with cigarettes in their mouths. The leader was a curly-haired middle-aged man, wearing a black suit and floral shirt, walking in figure splayed steps, wide open and closed.

"Brother Shang!"

"Hello Brother Shang!"

"Morning Brother Shang!"

Many players in the game hall greeted the curly-haired middle-aged man.

Shang Yongnan grinned and nodded at them.

At this time, a short-inch young man came up quickly and said respectfully: "Brother Shang, Brother Niu is waiting inside."

"Hey, this old cow came so early." Shang Yongnan sneered, his tone a little disdainful.

With that said, a group of people walked into the game hall.

Shang Yongnan opened the door of the office, saw a bald man smoking inside, and said with a smile: "Haha, old cow, what wind blows you here?"

The bald man's name is Niu Jinbao, he is one of Yan Xuebing's Eight Great Vajras, and he has a good friendship with Shang Yongnan.

"Old Shang is here. I came to see you today because I have something to do." Niu Jinbao said in a deep voice, then glanced at the group of people behind him, and motioned for others to stay away.

Shang Yongnan understood what he meant, turned his head and waved to the others, motioning them to leave.

However, there was still a long-haired young man who stayed behind. This long-haired young man looked stern and expressionless, as if he had no respect for Niu Jinbao.

Seeing the long-haired young man, Niu Jinbao frowned, wondering why Shang Yongnan would keep him.

Shang Yongnan smiled and said: "Come on, sit down, old cow, Ah Xing is my brother, he's my own, don't get in the way."

Niu Jinbao hummed and sat on the sofa.

"Old Shang, I heard that you have been hanging out with many people recently?" Niu Jinbao asked first, smoking a cigarette.

Shang Yongnan leaned on the other end of the sofa and said with a smile: "Yeah, walk around, they are all my brothers, is there a problem?"

"Walk around? Old Shang, it's not that simple, is it? I heard that you want to stand on your own? Do you want other brothers to go out on their own?" Niu Jinbao asked scoldingly.

A cold light flashed in Shang Yongnan's eyes, and he sneered, "So what? Lao Niu, you came here early in the morning, isn't it just for this matter?"

He has been with Yan Xuebing for more than ten years, and he is the first batch of veterans who followed Yan Xuebing. He has a high status in the group, quite a reputation, and has a lot of influence, so he doesn't care about Niu Jinbao.

Niu Jinbao's complexion changed, and he said anxiously: "Old Shang, you, why are you so confused? Brother Bing has not been here for a long time, and you are now self-reliant, what do other brothers think?"

Shang Yongnan disdainfully said: "I need other people's opinion?"

"Old Niu, if you treat me as a brother, then don't worry about this matter."

Niu Jinbao said seriously: "I just want to have a good talk with you because I treat you as my brother!"

"Are you having a bad time now? Has the company treated you badly?"

Shang Yongnan puffed out his cigarette and scolded: "Fuck, old cow, don't pretend to be confused, Han Ping'an is going to reorganize, and I want to close the game hall in charge of Lao Tzu, don't you know?"

"What are you putting on for me?"

Niu Jinbao retorted: "I know all these things, but Lao Shang, you know why you want to shut down, right?"

"Look, look at what the machines are playing outside? Slot machines, money machines, you want to open an underground casino!"

"What era is it now? Can you do this safely?"

"When Brother Bing is here, you build a few machines, Brother Bing turns a blind eye, everyone understands in their hearts, and they don't say anything about you."

"Now that Brother Bing is gone, you have so many game halls, what's the matter?"

Shang Yongnan sneered and said, "When I was giving money to the company, you were so talkative? Don't f*ck pretend I'm aloof!"

"I've worked so hard, spent so much time and effort, managing more than a dozen game halls, how much money can I earn with just that little game currency? So many people under my command don't have to eat?"

"That guy surnamed Han says he wants to be shut down, so let my people drink the northwest wind! I think he is obviously targeting Lao Tzu!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, he slapped the table, and shouted: "His grandma's is a woman who gets her upper hand. When she becomes a soldier's brother-in-law, she thinks she can cover the sky with one hand? Being an old man is easy to bully?"

"Isn't the company going to reorganize? Do it. At worst, I won't play with him anymore. He can do whatever he likes, but don't even think about shutting down my game room!"

"Fuck his grandma, what!"

What he wants is to run these fifteen game halls independently and completely break away from Yan Xuebing's company!

Niu Jinbao frowned, and said: "Old Shang, you understand the situation clearly, what about your game hall, it belongs to the company, it belongs to Brother Bing."

When this matter was mentioned, Shang Yongnan became even more angry.

"Yes, it belongs to Brother Bing, but without me, how could there be so many? I have been with Brother Bing for more than ten years, through life and death, and when I went out to do business, I didn't say a word of complaint, right?"

"Now Brother Bing is gone, okay, Brother Bing actually handed over all the foundation to that surnamed Han, where did he put our brothers? Huh?"

He was not angry about Yan Xuebing handing over the company to Han Pingan. Han Pingan's reorganization of the company to close the game hall was undoubtedly a major blow and humiliation to him, so he simply wanted to set up his own company, with this Fifteen arcades make their own money.

No matter what, he wanted to seize the properties of these fifteen game halls!

Niu Jinbao was dissatisfied and said, "What are you talking about? Who is Bingge to hand it over to? That's what Bingge meant. Can you still have an opinion?"

Shang Yongnan kicked the leg of the table and cursed: "Fuck, I just have an opinion!"

Niu Jinbao was taken aback, he didn't expect Shang Yongnan to be so violent, it seemed that he couldn't persuade him anymore.

For a while, the office fell into silence.

The long-haired young man named Ah Xing was sitting in the corner, peeling an apple with a dagger, without saying a word, and ignoring the argument between the two.

After a long time, Niu Jinbao sighed heavily, and persuaded: "Old Shang, why do you have to go to the step of separating the family? Why can't you just sit down and have a good talk? This is a bad start."

Shang Yongnan stifled the cigarette fiercely, and said, "What the fuck, there's no need to talk about this matter, let me work under a kid who doesn't have full hair? You can bear it, but I can't bear it anyway!"

Niu Jinbao said in a deep voice: "Old Shang, don't forget, Mr. Yi is behind Mr. Han. After Brother Bing's accident, it is Mr. Yi's business. To avenge Mr. Bing, you don't have to give Mr. Han face, you have to give Mr. Yi face?"

Shang Yongnan knocked on the table and said in a cold voice: "Yi Feng? Yes, he is capable of avenging brother Bing, but in the company, he still can't get an outsider to talk to him. His surname is Yi, how old is he?" "

"Huh? Tell me, his surname is Yi, how old is he?"

"If you want to talk about who has contributed the most to the company, how to arrange it, it's not up to him. Besides, besides having a little money, the guy named Yi can't rely on us to do things?"

"I know that Han Ping'an works under Yi Feng, but so what? I'm afraid of him?"

Shang Yongnan snorted coldly, lit another cigarette, and said, "Lao Niu, don't pressure me with the surname Yi, I treat you as my brother, I don't want to scold you, but you'd better leave it alone thing."

Hearing the words, Niu Jinbao knew that Shang Yongnan's mind was irretrievably determined, and sighed, "Okay, I don't care, I'll use you as my own talent to persuade you, and I won't bother with other people."

"Since you said that, then I have nothing to say, so I can do it myself!"

After speaking, Niu Jinbao got up and left, slamming the door and leaving.

A glint of sinisterness flashed in Shang Yongnan's eyes, he took a deep puff of his cigarette, and cursed secretly: "Fuck, what the hell? Do you really treat yourself like a piece of garlic?"

At this time, a young man came in with a mobile phone in his hand.

"Brother Shang, your call is... from Mr. Han."

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