Chapter 387 In one sentence, one code equals one code

"Stop on the street, die on the street..."

The big guys have already spoken, but if their younger brothers don’t express their feelings, it would be too disrespectful to Brother Ninth.

Face, after money and casinos, is a very important thing for the boss.

To a certain extent, by giving him enough ostentation, he can have more food at the end of the month, a lot of it.

There is such a beautiful thing, Dianjie should let it go, Dianjie can let it go, Dianjie wants to let it go.

That’s definitely not possible!

As a result, there were more and more voices scolding Gui Wangda for being a street boy, but the pitch was kept very good, high enough for Gui Wangda to hear, but not loud enough to affect other gamblers.

How to put it this way, Ninth Brother's younger brothers are very good at timing. They can not only make Ninth Brother listen comfortably, but also allow Ghost King Da to receive hundreds of millions of critical hits, and also keep food in their pockets.

Killing three birds with one stone, he is worthy of being the younger brother under Ninth Brother.

Well, don't you think it was brought out by someone else?

The younger brothers shouted very enthusiastically, and Brother Ninth was very proud as they expected. He stopped beating Gui Wangda's right hand, held his waist with his left hand, and stood up slowly.

With a wave of his hand, he found a chair to sit down on, and at the same time turned his head back with a calm expression. Wherever he looked, the younger brothers avoided their eyes and stepped back one after another.

The boss is a boss no matter how you say it. He is still angry about the fact that he answered the phone first. Don't think that following him and saying "Fuck you" can erase the previous things.

It is normal for them to laugh away their grudges among their younger brothers, but...

In front of Jiu Ge, this matter does not exist at all, just like the fat boy selling meat in a pork shop, the meat is neatly arranged every time, and there is no adulteration.

In a word, one code equals one code.

Uh...

Is he so scary?

Brother Jiu frowned and doubted himself first. Soon, he wiped his face, and when he removed his hand from his chin, he revealed an amiable face.

He had vented his anger, and now he didn't have any anger. He just thought that he would be idle anyway, otherwise, he would answer the phone...

Maybe you can hear something fun and funny!

Although the possibility of this idea is close to zero, what if it happens...

Most things in the world are unpredictable. Anyone can guess that a second ago, he was troubled by countless troubles. He just said a few words and rushed to the street, and his mood was inexplicable...

.Okay!

No discussion with him at all.

Connecting the phone seems like a not-so-bad thing.

Anyway, every time the other end of the phone asked for money or compensation, he didn't suffer much. At least his casino was safe and profitable.

Some social activities are as annoying as they are annoying. As long as the advantages outweigh the disadvantages in the end, then the deal can be done.

Besides, in this chaotic era he lives in, it would be very difficult to get along if he doesn’t get to know more people and take root deeply.

Not to mention that he was exhausted from playing cards last night, but it’s not like he didn’t make any profit at all. At least he won’t have to pay the protection fee for the next month, no, the second half of the year.

If you don’t spend small money and don’t come with big money, it’s worth it if you are tired.

Take the person in front of him as an obvious example. The dignified champion of free fighting competition has fallen to this. He dare not speak out after being slapped by him, and dare not reply when scolded by his younger brothers...
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Ugh, this is so cowardly!

If he hadn't revealed Gui Wangda's identity, others would have known that this person was, no, he was a once-famous competition champion, someone who was covered by all the major newspapers and televisions in Hong Kong.

And there are facts to prove that before he appeared, his younger brothers had no idea who they were in front of.

Even after he revealed the identity of Ghost King Da, few of the younger brothers showed obvious signs of being excited or extremely excited to see a famous person.

But they were not completely unresponsive. At least they knew who the person they were about to meet was, and they raised their eyebrows symbolically, as if to say, it turns out that this rush on the street still has a name.

As for the championship, I have no idea at all.

They are already tired from reworking every day. Is it too much to ask them to understand current affairs and pay attention to trends?

People who use their own time and labor to make money don't have much private time left for them. They don't even have enough time to play games, let alone know what a free fighting competition is.

It's a bit sad, but that's the situation.

Thinking of this, Brother Jiu felt comfortable again and immediately reached out his hand to answer the phone, but he didn't say anything directly.

If there is anything to say, he is a very patient little brother, so we should have the tacit understanding that we should have.

Just a look, a raise of hands, a cough, you should know what he wants.

If you can't do this, pack up and leave as soon as possible. Don't be his little brother. Return to your home, start a small business, get married and have children as soon as possible.

Brother Jiu shook his fingers slightly. It was also the first time that he reached out to his brothers without saying a word. Although he was confident in his heart, it would not be the case if he actually put it into practice.

At least my heart is still in turmoil, not the feeling of loss where I don’t know where the situation is going, but the feeling of helplessness where the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

He just thought that if he moved his fingers to the palm of his hand a few times, the meaning he wanted to express would be more obvious and he would feel more at ease.

But...

God does not fulfill one's wishes!

No, things didn't develop as he imagined.

He did have something extra in his hand, but it was not what he wanted. He made it so obvious. What he wanted was a phone, a phone, a phone, some advice...

What he has in his hand is something similar to Hong Kong dollars.

Money!

Uh...

What are these guys thinking?

Is he short of money?

They have been with him for a long time. How often have they seen him ask for money from them? When have he ever asked for a penny from them when he was around? Every time they go out to eat or buy something, there is no time when it is not his money.

Money?

It’s not entirely the fault of the younger brothers. When they saw their boss extending his hand, they didn’t even say anything. They were also very panicked.

When I was with the big boss before, he either paid for it or paid for it. I never saw him reaching out...

What does Brother Nine want to do this time?

They really don't know, they just know how to quickly think of a way in their hearts, how to get over this hurdle, how to get the boss's hand back.

This is the first time he has done this. He must have a special intention. It is impossible to give him a cigarette pouch. The cigarette pouch is obviously not on his left hand, but on his right hand. It was B who just took it and put it down with his own hands.

....

The younger brothers didn't read much, and they didn't know much about observing people's emotions. They didn't have much spare time except reworking in the casino and reading beautiful women's magazines in the dormitory after work. They were really at a loss for this sudden move.

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Suddenly, just as they were panicking and looking at each other, one of the younger brothers gently leaned forward. Under the gaze of the others who were puzzled and opened their eyes wide to ask for an explanation, this man's right hand flashed.

Raise it up little by little and stop it above the palm of the boss's hand.

The next second, he slowly opened his hand, as if he was slowing down his movements. In less than a blink of an eye, a piece of one hundred yuan folded in half fell steadily onto their boss's hand.

Palm.

Got it!

Learned!

That’s it!

Giving money is not like taking a test for a diploma or certificate. You can know it once you see it, you can understand it once you learn it, and you can understand it once you do it.

So, one person followed suit, two people...five people...ten people...

As a result, Brother Jiu has more and more Hong Kong dollars folded into different shapes in his palms, and he is still begging for food on the street...

Ah, does anyone describe their boss like this?

But it’s hard to describe. They really can’t think of anything else. Forgive them for not studying much. I don’t know what to say...their boss’s behavior of making money in the public?

After all, the money they got out of them was all spent frugally. Just after their wages were paid, they went to find women to make them happy. Once was not enough, twice, three times... countless times...

....

You know, if a man doesn’t have a woman, the money in his hand is still money. Once...

Not to mention being addicted to female sex, but to be close to female sex, that is... out of control.

I had short-term happiness, and my pockets were suddenly empty. I lived well in the first few days and was very moisturized. After the next twenty days, my steamed buns became watery, so I asked if there was any.

To borrow a sentence often said by cross talk actors on TV: I am so miserable!

Even the 10 to 8 yuan they are giving out now were left over after they had not eaten for several days and only drank water. That's it...
To be continued...