Lin Yuchen was just about to make up a good excuse when she saw Chen Yan and Wang Hongluan walking out of the car. Both of their faces were rosy, as if they were nourishing each other. Especially, there was a stain on Wang Hongluan's collar.
What's on it?
Yue Linglong also wondered whether the two of them had done something bad in the car, and felt a little uncomfortable.
So many of my own people died, and they were actually in the car...
Just as she was about to have an attack, Chen Yan waved to her: "Linglong, you came just in time. I figured out something when I was just healing my wife!"
Lin Yuchen pursed her lips.
How could Hong Luan be injured when he came? Man's mouth is such a liar.
"What's the truth?" Yue Linglong believed it all of a sudden.
"We must strengthen ourselves!" Chen Yan said seriously.
"..."
Chen Yan sighed: "My cousins from Jiangzhou Nighthawk sacrificed their lives for the country. I feel very sorry and blame myself. They were all good sons of the country, but they all died at the hands of the Japanese... I am going to privately
Spend 100 million to bury eighteen brothers, and I want to make a suggestion to you."
Yue Linglong was shocked. The hall master was so generous. He actually waved out 100 million with just a wave of his hand.
This is the funding for Nighthawk Hall for half a year.
Yue Linglong said: "Master, is it... too much? Our normal pension is only 200,000 per person, and most of it will be donated back to Nighthawk Hall."
Chen Yan felt even more guilty when he saw her expression.
People in Nighthawk Hall are basically orphans with no relatives, so after death, the pension will naturally have nowhere to go.
"Hey, Linglong, isn't the treatment we receive at Nighthawk Hall too bad?"
"Other killers live a life of extravagance and wealth. Our hall is full of ideal and ambitious killers, so why are they living in such misery? I heard that there are people who deliver food to earn living expenses. This is really different from the three in Nighthawk Hall.
The characters don’t match.”
Regarding this, Yue Linglong looked very embarrassed.
"Because we don't accept random killing orders."
"The Wumen League used to give us subsidies, but then they became less and less, and now they've stopped... We don't have any business acumen."
Chen Yan patted his forehead: "You have been occupying the Jiangzhou Martial League for some time. How much money have you made?"
Yue Linglong looked at her toes and stretched out two fingers.
"Twenty million?"
Yue Linglong shook her head.
"Twenty million?"
She shook her head again.
"No way, only two million? The previous Jiangzhou Martial Arts League was making money every day!"
Yue Linglong lowered her head even further, almost stuffing it into her collar, and whispered: "We lost two million."
"What? Are you kidding me?"
Yue Linglong said: "There are still some people from the Jiangzhou Martial League who stayed to take charge of daily work. Their wages are a large expense..."
Chen Yan patted her shoulder: "It seems that I didn't think carefully about forcing you to control the Jiangnan Martial Arts League. Business matters still need to be managed by professionals! Let me solve this!"
Hearing what Chen Yan said, Yue Linglong breathed a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders.
Chen Yan then told her his thoughts.
Yue Linglong was a little confused after hearing this: "Join Longya?"
"Yes! Now we, Longya, are seriously short of people, and joining Longya can extend the lifeline of Nighthawk Hall. We will not worry about salary, have a positive identity, and have strong benefits. I am going to provide Longya with elixirs and set up a
With specialized training institutions, everyone has the opportunity to learn stronger martial arts."
Yue Linglong was overjoyed when she heard this. She suddenly hugged Chen Yan and gave him a kiss: "You are the hall master, you make the decision. On behalf of everyone in Nighthawk Hall, thank you."
Not far away, Wang Hongluan and Lin Yuchen frowned wildly when they saw Yue Linglong throwing herself into her arms.
"Yuchen, you have to be careful with this little green tea!"
"Well, the more harmless you are, the more scheming you are."
"What's your idea?"
Lin Yuchen looked at her pretty red lips: "If you work harder, he won't have any extra energy."