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Hong Kong | Black quasi-cadres office.

After Lan Tang's promotion, the office area is much larger, and the interior soft furnishings are also much more luxurious and comfortable.

Zhong Yuan also sat on the single seat of the large and soft leather sofa, and took the black hat handed over by Lan Tang who was sitting on another matching couch.

This is a black foreign hat that is a little old but it can be seen that the owner loves to use it very much. Nakahara Nakaya grabbed the brim of the hat with his fingers and looked at Lan Tang with a puzzled expression.

"Brother Lantang, this is?"

"It's a symbol of joining the mafia." Lan Tang replied with a smile.

"In the port of Mafia, the newcomer is generally taken care of by the person who persuaded him to join. As a symbol, he must give the newcomer something from himself. Your situation is special, and I will take you with you in the future, so this gift is I will deliver it."

"I see……"

Zhongyuan Zhong also touched the hat with care, and saw the Rimbaud word embroidered in Roman cursive script on the inner edge of the hat.

"My name is embroidered—Ranbo." Lan Tang said with some nostalgia, "When I first lost my memory, although I couldn't remember my name, Kunlun always called my brother, so I didn't I care about it. Later, I joined the port mafia for my livelihood. When I counted the names, I was confused. I couldn’t decide what to call myself for a long time. It was the recorder who saw the hat I put on my hand, pointed at the Roman letter and said you Isn't it called Lan Tang, and then quickly registered this name... Actually, it should be Rimbaud, but I have been wrong for so many years, and now I am more used to being called Lan Tang."

"I will cherish this hat!" Zhong Yuanzhong was also very happy. This was the first time he received a gift from an elder, and it was such a meaningful gift.

He immediately put the hat on his head and was praised by Lan Tang as 'very suitable'.

Unlike the "Yang" period, when he was always dressed in casual clothes, today's Zhong Yuanzhong also wears decent shirts, vests and suits. The Choker collar around his neck adds a bit of color to him.

Coupled with the hat given by Lan Tang, a handsome mafia image full of mysterious and dangerous temperament was born.

After taking advantage of the reflection of the glass, Zhongyuan Zhong also asked Lan Tang the question hidden in his heart.

"Are you asking what is the leader of the organization?" Lan Tang leaned lazily on the back of the sofa with his head propped on his right hand, "About this question, first tell me what you think about it?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also lost in thought.

Again, the conversation with the man standing at the top of Hong Kong|Black came back in his mind.

"The so-called leader, while commanding the organization, is also the slave of the entire organization. For the survival and interests of the organization, he must be willing to commit himself to all kinds of filth. Cultivate subordinates and arrange them in the most suitable positions. All necessary, use them up and throw them away .As long as it is for the organization, no matter how cruel and inhumane it is, it is worth doing. This is the leader, everything you have to do..."

"Everything I do is for this organization and to protect this city that I hold dear."

"Well, that's what I'm missing."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also very shocked when he first heard this passage.

Compared with Mori Ogai's determination and will, he was too casual as a leader.Neither have they considered the specific future development of the organization, nor have they learned how to make good use of people and cultivated qualified subordinates.As for being a slave to the organization, he is more often a slave to the children of the "sheep". Although he is willing to be bound, it is like handing over nuclear weapons to ignorant children. One can imagine what the final result will be.

Still lacking vision, Zhong Yuan also sighed, he is still far behind, and there are still many things to learn!

The memory ends.

Zhong Yuanzhong also considered and said, "As the head of the organization, the leader must always keep calm and put himself under the organization. For the development of the organization, train subordinates, know people and make good use of them, and be willing to do anything..."

In any case, Zhongyuan Zhong couldn't just throw away his subordinates when they ran out. A person like him could easily treat himself harshly, but he didn't want to be too strict on others, especially his subordinates.

After listening to Nakahara Chuya's answer, Lan Tang sat up slightly, and said sharply, "Have you been affected by the boss?"

Central Plains also nodded in embarrassment.

"This answer is not wrong." Lan Tang looked straight into the depths of Nakahara Nakaya's pupils, "But, Nakaya, have you ever thought about what an organization is?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also shook his head, and Lan Tang continued.

"Whether it is a country or an organization, to put it bluntly, they are all made up of people, and talents are the most important existence. If there are no people, it is meaningless to have an organization or not."

"And why do people establish organizations and countries?"

"It is to make my life better. Compared with fighting alone, with an organization and a country, everyone will work together and work together. The power presented is far greater than the effect of 1+12."

"But if the organization grows and the country prospers, there will be more and more people, then there will always be times when a small number of people will be sacrificed for the benefit of the vast majority."

"So, as the leader of the organization, if the person who must be sacrificed is the family you care about most, how do you do it?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned pale, he was a little frightened by this assumption, "I...I will..."

Why is there such a tragic situation?Zhong Yuan also gritted his teeth and said, "I will not let this happen!"

"Zhongye," Lan Tang said with an extremely cold face at the moment, "Anything can happen in the world, I just made the worst assumption."

Central Plains is also in a dilemma. In principle, he must choose to save the vast majority of people, but logically, he is almost suffocated when he takes Kunlun and Lantang into consideration.

"...I can't make a choice right now." In the end, Zhong Yuan put his hands on his face and temporarily gave up thinking about this issue. Anyway, he has now joined Hong Kong|Black, and BOSS is a Mingjun who is willing to become a slave for the organization...

The corners of Lantang's mouth curled up slightly, seeing what Zhongyuan Zhongye was thinking, "Zhongye, don't limit yourself to a certain position, take a long-term view. Your aptitude is enough to support you to go far. You are my younger brother with such a powerful ability, it will only be a matter of course to become the leader of a powerful organization in the future."

This is almost explicit.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also terrified, he suddenly raised his head to look at Lan Tang.

Lan Tang smiled strangely and pointedly said, "Sooner or later, you will face similar problems."

"If you change another assumption, you are not the leader and you don't have to face such a cruel choice, then one day in the future, Mori Ogai, this cruel person who is willing to sacrifice everything including himself for the sake of the organization, if the person he chooses to sacrifice is someone you care about , how do you deal with yourself?"

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

Overwhelmed by the hypotheses that Lan Tang threw out one after another, he was so innocent, weak and pitiful that he almost trembled.

"Now let's talk about the original question," Lan Tang stroked his forehead and said word by word, "I will become the kind of leader who sacrifices the vast majority of people for the family he cares about the most."

"That's my answer."

It may seem that the answer is irrelevant to the question, but in fact the answer is already included.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also ignorant of a simple face, and his whole body was about to shut down. It felt like he was only here to seek the answer to high school mathematics, but he gave the answer to college calculus, and also gave him a very brain-intensive gift. Additional questions for feedback!

He vaguely remembered Kunlun's words.

[Learn from the life experience of adults, but remember not to accept everything, hide everything you hear in your heart, and then verify it one by one in the future until you get out of your own way. 】

It seems that the road can only be walked by yourself. Since there are many things that I can't figure out now, I will hide it in my heart and wait for the future to verify it slowly...

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Zhong Yuan Zhong also followed Lan Tang to walk in the long corridor of the high-level of the Port Mafia Office.

The afternoon sun was bright and warm.

The two brothers, one tall and one short, are refracted through the colorful tall arched French windows, making them seem to be shrouded in a layer of soft light.

At this moment, a full day has passed since that fatal discussion.

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought about it for a long time after returning home, and found that he had overlooked a very important question before: Why did the assumption made by Brother Lantang seem so certain that the future would really happen?

Isn't his most important family members Lantang and Kunlun?Could it be that Big Brother Lan Tang is hinting to himself that something will happen to one or both of them in the future?And the position of Hong Kong | Black is to stand on the opposite side of the two?

Thinking about this idea was terrifying, and Zhong Yuanzhong was quickly startled by his own brain hole and broke out in a cold sweat.

He looked up at Lan Tang's gentle and calm profile, and opened his mouth to say something.

At this moment, two people came across.

"Ah, isn't this Chuya-kun? How is it? How are you adapting in the organization?" Dazai looked at Zhongya's unpredictable face with great interest. What kind of problem did he encounter?

The glamorous woman in a gorgeous formal dress and kimono beside Dazai smiled lightly and said, "Is this the new kid?"

"Sister Hongye, this is Nakahara Chuya, the former leader of the "Sheep". " Dazai introduced to the glamorous woman.

At the same time, Lantang introduced to Chuya Nakahara: "This lord is one of the five major cadres of the port mafia, Mr. Ozaki Momiji."

Looking at the beautiful woman in kimono with hair color similar to his own, Nakahara Nakata looked a little reserved, "Master Ozaki."

"Well, you don't have to be so formal, just call me Koba-san." Ozaki Koyo raised her wide cuff and covered her mouth.

"Big Sister Hongye!" Nakahara Zhongya said loudly, he had never seen such a mature and unique woman, and the ones he saw the most were young girls who hadn't grown up yet.

It's really gorgeous, Miss Hongye.

"Master Hongye is in charge of intelligence and part-time assassination. Among his subordinates is a team that is responsible for torture. If you have the opportunity in the future, you will learn and practice with Master Hongye for a period of time." Lan Tang continued to introduce Zhongyuan Chuya.

"Ah, please take care of me in the future."

"Where, I still like to take care of energetic young people."

"That's great, I also want to study under Miss Hongye." Dazai said reluctantly.

"My concubine has nothing to teach you." Koye Ozaki gave Dazai a slight look, this smart little ghost has only been with her for two days, and he is almost better than blue, it is really scary.

Looking at the scene in front of him, a light bulb lit up in Nakahara Chuya's forehead.

Ah, speaking of which, this little brat is very smart. If you can't get an answer here with one other person scratching your head and thinking hard, why don't you find an opportunity to consult him secretly, of course, it's a version that blurs the key information.

Looking at Dazai, who looks cute with puffed cheeks, Nakahara at this moment doesn't understand what kind of demonic existence he is about to provoke...

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