Chapter 22 The club needs capable young people like me

Style: Historical Author: Don’t eat chopped green onionWords: 2671Update Time: 24/01/18 09:18:47
The next morning, Chen Zhengwei reluctantly got up and went to the martial arts gym.

"Junior Brother Li! When do you get off work tonight? Dingshilou, I'm treating you!"

"Junior brother Yu, let's come together! You must come tonight!"

Chen Zhengwei greeted other disciples, and within two days, he became familiar with the disciples in these martial arts schools.

Chen Zhengwei was thinking about these people and was ready to serve them all. After getting on the right track after a while, talk to these people's bosses and fire them.

"You have to call us Senior Brother!" The other disciples laughed.

Dingshilou is one of the best restaurants in Chinatown, and Chen Zhengwei's stylish clothes show that he has a strong family background, and other disciples are also willing to make friends with him.

"Junior Brother Li Xiwen has to call me Senior Brother! You also have to call him Senior Brother, Junior Brother Li, don't you think so?" Chen Zhengwei raised his eyebrows at Li Xiwen.

"Senior Brother Chen!" Li Xiwen was still very ethical and shouted honestly.

Not far away, Lin Mingsheng was sitting on a chair watching this scene. He felt like a mirror in his mind, but he was too lazy to pay attention to it.

The others wiped the sweat from their heads, said goodbye to Lin Mingsheng, winked at Chen Zhengwei and went to work.

Chen Zhengwei took the time to glance at the system panel: "It's been two days, and you still haven't mastered Horse Step LV0?"

At eight o'clock in the morning, Gong Yanyong changed his clothes and went to the pharmacy to help. Chen Zhengwei called to Li Xiwen: "Junior brother, let's go have morning tea!"

As soon as they went out, they saw Chen Zhenghu, Chen Zhengshi, Yan Qingyou, and a young man named Rong Jiaxin standing not far outside. They were all dressed in black suits and white shirts, with leather shoes on their feet, and or on their heads. Holding a top hat in his hand, he is extremely conspicuous on this street.

"Brother Wei!" Seeing Chen Zhengwei coming out, several people quickly came over and called for help.

"Let's go and have morning tea together! This is my junior brother. Despite his young age, his kung fu is very sharp!" Chen Zhengwei patted Li Xiwen on the shoulder and said.

After breakfast, Li Xiwen went back to Huixian Tower to help with the cooking, while Chen Zhengwei took people to Ningyang Guild Hall, entered his name in the roster, and paid the membership fee.

On the way, Chen Zhengwei asked about something that was not convenient to ask just now.

"Have you found the place?"

"I've found two places and I'm waiting for you to make a decision, Brother Wei," Chen Zhenghu said.

There were many people in the guild hall at this time, talking about Huang Baoru, and they were all filled with indignation, but that was all.

While everyone was chatting, they saw a young man in a hunting suit swaggering in, followed by several young men in gentleman's clothes and top hats, who looked very impressive.

It has to be said that people rely on their clothes. After Chen Zhenghu and others changed their clothes, they changed from mud-legged people to impressive people.

"Who are these people?"

"The leader doesn't know, he looks angry. But there is someone behind me who I have seen...it's from Hai Yan...I haven't seen him for a while, he looks like he's gotten rich!" Everyone was whispering, a little curious in their hearts.

Chen Zhengwei smiled and nodded at everyone, then went to find someone to record his name and pay the dues.

Now he is considered a member of the Ningyang Guild Hall.

"Is President Lin here?" Chen Zhengwei asked after recording his name.

"President Lin didn't come today!"

"Where is Huang Baoru's mourning hall?" Chen Zhengwei nodded slightly and asked again.

After all, they are both Chinese, so the two of them have interacted with each other before and have some degree of friendship. Now that Huang Baoru was beaten to death, he had to go there and see him off.

He is new here, so he needs to show his face more often, so that others will know about Mr. Chen from Ningyang Guild Hall.

Huang Baoru's mourning hall is nowhere else but at Huang Baoru's home.

Chen Zhengwei led people over and saw a table set up at the door. Someone was taking notes there, and a row of white envelopes were placed next to it.

There were some people standing outside and outside the door chatting.

Chen Zhengwei took out the money from his pocket, looked at it, turned around and asked, "Do you have a dollar?"

The smallest ones in his pocket are two pieces each.

If it weren't for the impoliteness of going empty-handed, and there were so many people watching, he wouldn't want to pay a penny.

The fact that he could come here would give Huang Baoru the face to rush into the street.

Huang Baoru had to crawl out of the coffin to say thank you!

Taking a dollar from Chen Zhenghu's hand, Chen Zhengwei walked over swaggeringly, took an envelope and sealed the money.

Then write Ningyang Guild Hall, Chen Zhengwei.

Someone immediately called out: "Mr. Chen Zhengwei Chen from Ningyang Guild Hall has come to pay his respects!"

Lin Yuanshan was talking to someone on the side. After hearing the roll call, he turned his head and looked over. Chen Zhengwei greeted him with a smile.

"President Lin, you are here too! I just want to see you for something."

Lin Yuanshan was secretly surprised when he saw the young men behind Chen Zhengwei.

He spent a lot of effort in the past two days to find out Chen Zhengwei's identity, just a few days after getting off the ship.

However, it had only been a few days and it was already a bit shabby.

"President Lin, who is this?" Several wealthy businessmen who were talking to Lin Yuanshan asked with a smile when they saw that the two knew each other.

"It's a bit unfamiliar. Such a young and handsome man. President Lin will introduce him later."

Lin Yuanshan thought to himself: Once you have dealt with him, you will know that knowing him is not a good thing.

Chen Zhengwei led someone in to take the incense, but he didn't bother to bow. He lit a candle on one side and inserted it directly into the incense burner. Then he walked to Lin Yuanshan, greeted several people around Lin Zhengshan with a smile, and introduced them with a smile.

"Chen Zhengwei!"

"Mr. Chen, you look like a handsome young man!" Several people greeted him one after another.

"You are right!" Chen Zhengwei laughed and said, the young handsome man must be himself.

"They say you rely on your parents at home and friends outside. I like to make friends the most. Bosses, you must keep in touch with me more in the future! I'll lend it to President Lin for a while!"

"That's easy to say, President Lin, please excuse me, Mr. Chen." Everyone said immediately.

Although Chen Zhengwei's specific identity was not known, everyone knew that Chen Zhengwei was not weak when they saw Chen Zhengwei coming and asking people to leave, and President Lin did not refute.

Chen Zhengwei and Lin Yuanshan came to the corner, and Chen Zhengwei asked: "President Lin, how are the arrangements?"

"How could it be so fast?" Lin Yuanshan said expressionlessly.

"How can we do things so slowly? And business waits for no one. If it takes a few more days, the business may not be what it is. Who will pay for my losses then?" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

Lin Yuanshan's eyebrows jumped when he heard this. This guy was simply unreasonable.

What is your loss? What do you have to lose?

"Even if I want to promise you, this can't be done immediately. I'll give you news in three days, and in three more days!" Lin Yuanshan said solemnly.

"Then it's agreed that I'll wait for President Lin for three more days. If it's not done after three days, then I can only ask President Lin for the loss!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

Lin Yuanshan only felt a sense of suffocation. This guy was simply bullying others.

"By the way, President Lin, now that Huang Baoru is dead, one of the directors is free! I think this position is the most suitable for me! The club needs capable young people like me to do things!" Chen Zhengwei changed the topic.

"The position of director is not fixed and is elected every two years. After February of the next year, it will be time to elect directors! It will not be difficult for you to become a director by then." Lin Yuanshan explained.

"I'm an impatient person and don't like to wait." Chen Zhengwei said with a smile. He can elect the president in February next year, so who will elect the directors?

Therefore, we must first become a director, and then directly elect the president in February next year.

"Let's do this. I'll ask other directors to jointly recommend me to replace Huang Baoru! The rest will be left to President Lin! What do you say?" Chen Zhengwei directly stated his plan.

"Okay, you take care of the others, and I'll help you then!" Lin Yuanshan was forced to do nothing, so he said.

"Then it depends on President Lin!" Chen Zhengwei laughed, put his arm around Lin Yuanshan's shoulders, and said with enthusiasm on his face:

"Everyone helps each other. President Lin, you helped me. If President Lin encounters any difficulties in the future, come to me. I will definitely not refuse if I can help!"

Always give him a candy when he hits a stick, even if the candy is just for him to look at.

Chen Zhengwei has always been familiar with this method.

Lin Yuanshan felt a little relieved, this guy finally said something human.

In fact, Chen Zhengwei was always unreasonable, and suddenly saying something human made him feel a little relieved and his mood improved a little.

But then I thought about it, this guy was acting like this when he first arrived in San Francisco. When he becomes a director, he might have to do something else.