Zhao Guangyao met Chen Zhengwei, left the invitation and returned to Guangde Hall.
"Have you seen anyone?" The master of Guangde Hall is called Lao Guidong. He is about fifty years old and is lying on the couch smoking a cigarette.
"See you!" Zhao Guangyao said.
"Didn't I make things difficult for you? What kind of person are you?" Lao Guidong asked casually while smoking.
"Very young, looks less than twenty years old, a pure outlaw... His subordinates admire him very much." Zhao Guangyao thought for a while.
The impression Chen Zhengwei gave him was different from that of others. Others, even those in the hall, had an old-fashioned air about them, but Chen Zhengwei was completely different. He didn't feel like a Chinese who had just come from China.
"Being young...it's good to be young! Being young is a good thing!" Lao Guidong smiled and put the smoke aside.
A delicate-looking woman in her early twenties next to him stepped forward to help him sit up. Then when she stepped aside, she looked at Zhao Guangyao, and then their eyes separated.
After this man arrived in Chinatown, he led a group of township party blood relatives in a short period of time to seize the territory of Heshun Hall and Ansong Hall.
The number of his subordinates has also increased from twenty or thirty to nearly a hundred now.
It relies on not following the rules and being ruthless.
Young people are energetic and impulsive, which are advantages, but being too young and inexperienced are disadvantages.
Chen Zhengwei hit An Songtang too fast, and Danshantang's Da Yanchang was frightened. In addition, he suffered heavy losses and could not recover in a short time and could not afford to fight.
They asked Guangdetang and Hehetang to come forward together to suppress Chen Zhengwei.
Among them, Guang De Tang is the strongest and has a close relationship with Hong Shun Tang, the largest Tang Kou Tang in Chinatown.
Therefore, not only did Chen Zhengwei be invited to come over to talk tonight, but he also made an appointment with the head of Hongshun Hall to come forward together.
Before, Chen Zhengwei had nothing but his life, so of course he could act unscrupulously.
This is called poverty. Life is worthless anyway, and poverty means death. It’s better to give it a try.
Now he has territory and money, and it's different from before.
He had to put on a rope and follow the rules of Chinatown, otherwise the whole Chinatown hall would beat him.
But if he really puts away his minions, this old guy in Chinatown has a hundred ways to kill him.
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"Brother Wei, this is the account that was recovered!" Aaron brought his brothers to find Chen Zhengwei, took out a wad of money from his pocket and put it on the table.
Now he has also changed into a black suit, even his braids have been cut off, his head has been shaved, and he is wearing a bowler hat. He looks much more fierce than before.
Chen Zhengwei counted a total of 1,600 yuan, and took out 160 yuan and handed it to Aaron.
"Do a good job, dare to fight, dare to fight, and dare to do things. You are very similar to me. I am very optimistic about you!"
"Brother Wei, I will do it!" Aaron accepted the money and showed a slight smile.
"Don't go out tonight, come with me later to see the world!"
"Brother Wei, what kind of world is this?" Aaron asked curiously.
"Sanhetang wants to sing Hongmen Banquet for me!" Chen Zhengwei flicked the ashes from his cigarette and sneered.
The two parties made an appointment at five o'clock in the afternoon. Chen Zhengwei saw that it was already five o'clock before he got up, put on his glasses, took the hat from Wan Yun's hand and walked out.
Li Xiwen followed behind.
When Chen Zhengwei walked out of the casino, Chen Zhenghu followed him with a dozen people.
Aaron, who was squatting on the roadside, also followed with several of his brothers and merged into the crowd behind Chen Zhengwei.
A group of people went straight to the Yunding Teahouse on Duban Street. Passersby on the road stepped aside one after another.
Before arriving at the Yunding Tea House, I saw a lot of people standing or sitting under the Yunding Tea House, as many as forty or fifty.
Seeing Chen Zhengwei and others arriving, these people stood up one after another and turned their attention to Chen Zhengwei and others.
However, it can be vaguely seen that these people are actually divided into two groups.
"Xiwen, Aaron, you two just come up with me!" Chen Zhengwei turned around and ordered. Just as he was about to go upstairs, he suddenly saw a rather capable young man standing in front who looked familiar.
After looking at it twice, I remembered that it was the person from Hong Shun Tang that I met that day.
Chen Zhengwei pointed at him with a look of surprise on his face: "This is not that... Ma Zi from Hongshun Hall, why are you guarding the door here?"
"You're late, our boss is waiting for you above!" The young man said with a cold face.
"Your boss hasn't spoken yet. When will it be your turn to speak?" Chen Zhengwei sneered and took Li Xiwen and Aaron upstairs.
The young man looked at Chen Zhengwei's back coldly, with a fierce look in his eyes.
At this time, four people were sitting at the round table upstairs, while seven or eight people were standing against the wall.
Da Yanchang held the pocket watch in his hand and said in a cold voice: "I said five o'clock, it's already five twenty, and it's not here yet. It's obvious that it doesn't take all of us seriously!"
Lao Guidong was holding the tea cup and sipping it slowly without saying a word.
"We can forget about waiting. Uncle Quan, you are waiting for him here too. That kid is so shameless!" Dayan Chang said to an old man sitting in the middle.
Then I heard a wanton voice coming from the door: "Who is talking bad about me? Do you really think I can't hear it?"
Chen Zhengwei led the people up, glanced around, and laughed: "I'm not late, am I?"
"It's almost half past five. Everyone is waiting for you. What a big show!" Another man in his forties said, this man is Gou Gen, the leader of the Agreement Hall.
"I said it's only five o'clock tomorrow!" Chen Zhengwei took out his pocket watch, took a look at it, and then threw it to Aaron.
"It's not accurate if you break the watch! I'll give it to you!"
Aaron took Chen Zhengwei's gold watch and glanced at the time. It was clearly half past five.
"It's indeed five o'clock up there!" Aaron said.
"I didn't tell lies, did I? Fortunately, you testified for me, otherwise they would have thought I lied to them!" Chen Zhengwei laughed, then pulled a chair and sat down.
"It seems to be a misunderstanding!" Lao Guidong finally put down his teacup and smiled at Chen Zhengwei.
Then he introduced: "Let me introduce, this is Uncle Quan from Hongshun Hall. Uncle Quan is the biggest one in the entire Chinatown!"
"This is the dog root of the Agreement Hall!"
"He is Dayan Chang. Speaking of which, you have even interacted with him."
"As for me, others call me Uncle Dong, but you can also call me Lao Guidong!"
"Such a big battle!" Chen Zhengwei took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and lit it. He puffed out the smoke and said, "Everyone asked me to come over. Which song are you singing?"
"I called you here today. On the one hand, I want to be a peacemaker for you and Dayan Chang!"
"On American territory, we Chinese fight Chinese, our own people fight our own people, and the dead are all Chinese. What's the point? If you really have strength and nothing to do, go out and fight those ghosts." Lao Guidong He spoke.
"I love hearing that!" Chen Zhengwei laughed: "It's really boring for Chinese to beat Chinese."
Then his voice changed and he said with a sneer: "If I remember correctly, it was Danshan Hall who came to beat me first, right? If you don't know, you would fucking think it was Danshan Hall who I led to beat me!"
"Since the Chinese don't fight against the Chinese, what can I say about this? I lost dozens of people under my command, and I paid a large sum of money for relocation expenses. You wouldn't tell me to just forget about it, would you?"
