At the third master Hu's house in Shunyifang, Su Xin didn't need to announce his arrival this time. The two gatekeepers let Su Xin and Huang Bingcheng in directly.
To be able to create such a huge momentum in Happy Forest, even if Su Xin is not Mr. Hu's adopted son, he still deserves their respect.
Entering the living room, Hu San was sitting on the main seat, as if he knew Su Xin was coming, while Master Li was standing behind Hu San.
"Su Xin pays homage to his adoptive father." Su Xin quickly stepped forward and bowed.
Mr. Hu held the tea cup and said with a smile: "Get up, you have done well in Happy Forest during this period. My father was indeed right about you."
Su Xin complimented: "My foster father is ridiculous. I can only be where I am today by relying on my foster father's prestige. If I didn't have my foster father standing behind me, I wouldn't be able to overwhelm those businessmen."
"Okay, you don't have to be self-effacing. Among the entire young generation of the Flying Eagle Gang, you are considered the most capable. Even the gang leader is full of praise for this reform in Happy Forest." Mr. Hu said.
"By the way, foster father, do you know that my brother was beaten to death by the Qingzhu Gang yesterday?" Su Xin asked.
Mr. Hu said: "Of course I know this, it's just a misunderstanding. Dai Chong, the leader of the Qingzhu Gang, has already come over to apologize and pay ten taels of silver. Let's just forget about it."
Su Xin suppressed his anger and said: "Father, if the Qingzhu Gang killed my brother, do we, the Flying Eagle Gang, just let it go? Is an apology worth a life?"
"Then what else do you want? You are still young, and the struggle between gangs is not that simple." Mr. Hu said earnestly.
Su Xin wanted to say something more, but Mr. Hu said directly: "Okay, your Happy Forest has just begun to develop, don't focus on such trivial matters. I'm tired, Master Li, send it to me
Su Xin.”
As soon as he heard Mr. Hu's words, Su Xin knew that it was really hopeless to get justice from the Flying Eagle gang, so he had no choice but to turn around and leave with Huang Bingcheng.
Master Li followed them with a smile and said: "Master Su, don't take this matter to heart. At worst, you can pay that gang a little more for the funeral expenses and just pretend that this matter never happened."
"Master Li, please don't call me that, just call me by my name."
Su Xin would not look down upon Master Li, the white paper fan who had followed Master Hu for decades.
Master Li shook his head: "No, the etiquette cannot be discarded. You are the adopted son of the third master. It is appropriate for me to call you young master."
Su Xin's expression changed, and he pulled Mr. Li to the corner of the door, and said something to Huang Bingcheng.
Huang Bingcheng was also smart. He immediately took out a thousand taels of silver notes and skillfully stuffed them into Master Li's hand.
Master Li took one look at the denomination of the bank note, and immediately felt happy, and put it into his sleeve without leaving a trace.
"Ahem, Master Su, you are so polite." Master Li said with a smile.
Su Xingong raised his hand and said: "Master Li, I am not being polite to you, but I really want to ask you why the Qingzhu Gang killed our people, but the superiors refused to give them an explanation? It was because the foster father did not want to lose his men.
Brother?"
Master Li looked around and saw that no one was coming, so he sighed and said: "Master Su, I won't hide it from you anymore. This matter really has nothing to do with Master Hu. It is entirely a decision from above.
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Su Xin raised his eyebrows. It doesn't have much to do with it, so I guess it does have something to do with it.
"The Qingzhu Gang killed our people, which is equivalent to slapping us in the face on the spot. In the last battle of Changlefang, it was the Qingzhu Gang who lost. Why do we have to retreat and give in this time?"
After winning the battle, he had to pretend to be a grandson in the end. This is what Su Xin is confused about.
Master Li shook his head and sighed: "Master Su, do you know why we went to war with the Qingzhu Gang last time?"
"Isn't it because we want to compete for Changlefang?"
Master Li curled his lips disdainfully and said: "Shit! That's just an excuse to fool the ordinary gang members. Apart from the Happy Forest, there is nothing else of value in that damn place of Changlefang.
Moreover, Happy Forest only became prosperous after you took over. In the past, Happy Forest could collect several hundred taels per month, which was not enough to reward the subordinates after the Battle of Changlefang.
The reason why we really went to war with the Qingzhu Gang was because Sha Yuandong, the young gang leader, was jealous of the young gang leader of the Qingzhu Gang and suffered a little loss, so he wanted to take revenge.
When two gangs go to war, they lose not only the gang members, but also a lot of money.
After the war, the gang members had to be rewarded with money. If they were injured or even died, the gang members would have to pay pensions. If the commotion was too big, money would have to be sent to the government, which would cost a lot.
Therefore, the battle in Changlefang was meaningless at all. It was nothing more than two young men competing for supremacy and jealousy.
We didn't want to make a big fuss, and the Qingzhu Gang didn't want to increase losses, so we voluntarily quit, which gave our Flying Eagle Gang some face.
Now it's just a small member of the gang who died, and the Qingzhu Gang has apologized and gained face, so why should the higher ups spend a lot of money to attack the Qingzhu Gang for a justice that is not worth a penny?"
Master Li's words stunned Su Xin and Huang Bingcheng. Neither of them expected that the gang war more than a month ago was caused by the jealousy of the two young masters.
After looking around, Master Li whispered: "Master Su, let me say one more thing. The higher-ups are not going to send anyone to ask for an explanation. Apart from this reason, there is also some intention to target you.
Your Happy Forest earns nearly 100,000 yuan a month, which is even more than some big bosses earn every month. Many people are already jealous and want to suppress you."
Su Xin said in a deep voice: "Didn't my adoptive father help me stand up?"
Of the 80,000 taels earned this month, Su Xin gave Mr. Hu 30,000 taels.
On the one hand, it was to honor him, and on the other hand, it was to prevent anyone from becoming jealous so that Third Master Hu could protect him.
Nominally speaking, Su Xin, the little boss, is under the control of Third Master Hu, who is also his adoptive father.
If someone above is jealous and wants to suppress Su Xin, then Master Hu, who received the money, will naturally stand up for Su Xin.
Master Li did not answer this question directly, but asked: "Master Su, you gave the third master 30,000 taels of silver last month, right?"
Su Xin nodded.
"Third Master later found out that you made a total of 80,000 taels of silver last month!"
After saying this, Master Li cupped his hands and turned around to leave.
"The human heart is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant!" Su Xin understood the meaning of Master Li's words, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he left directly with Huang Bingcheng.
"Damn it! What the hell are they? They fought with the Qingzhu Gang just for the sake of two young masters. Now my family has been beaten to death by the Qingzhu Gang, but they don't even give a shit!" along the way!
Huang Bingcheng was cursing and looking extremely angry.
He also participated in the battle at Changlefang. Although with his character, he would definitely not rush forward and fight, this incident also gave him a feeling of sadness.
The senior leaders of the Flying Eagle Gang really don't take ordinary gang members like them as human beings!
Compared with Huang Bingcheng's anger, Su Xin seemed very indifferent: "Look at it more clearly. There is only one word that people in high positions think about, and that is profit.
Obviously what we want to do is not in their interests, so they will not care about it and may even suppress it. Rather than relying on others, it is better to rely on yourself."
Su Xin already understood this in his previous life, never leave your destiny in the hands of others.
Mr. Hu didn't care, and the senior officials of the Flying Eagle Gang didn't take action. Could it be that he, Su Xin, could still suffocate himself to death?
"Boss, do you want to..." Huang Bingcheng looked at Su Xin in shock.
Su Xin said nothing, but a cold look flashed in his eyes.
All the way back to the entrance of Happy Forest Hall, his men were waiting eagerly, wondering if the higher-ups would send someone to seek justice for them.
But when they saw that only Su Xin and Huang Bingcheng came back, their hearts suddenly thumped.
Facing everyone's gaze, Su Xin said calmly: "As mentioned above, the Qingzhu Gang has apologized. Even if this matter is settled, they will not send anyone to start another war with the Qingzhu Gang."
Everyone under Su Xin was immediately excited. Even though they had guessed the news, they still felt aggrieved.
Ji Gang in the crowd shook his head, with a look of disdain on his lips.
He is a confidant of Third Master Hu, so he naturally has some understanding of the senior officials of the Flying Eagle Gang.
After this incident happened, he knew that the higher-ups would never send anyone to help Su Xin seek justice.
There was a commotion below. Su Xin knocked on the table, and everyone present fell silent.
Although Su Xin had only been their boss for more than a month, he still convinced them with clear rewards and punishments.
But seeing their brother being brutally beaten to death by a rival gang, only to receive an apology and ten taels of silver without even seeing him face to face, they all felt as if a rabbit had died and a fox had died.
Although their matter had nothing to do with Su Xin, they still had resentment in their hearts.
How can a boss who can't even protect his subordinates convince them?
Seeing this scene, Su Xin let out a sigh of relief.
This should be the scene that the senior officials of the Flying Eagle Gang, or Mr. Hu, want to see, right?
Let yourself become a short-selling boss who only has money, but his subordinates are disloyal, so that he can be manipulated by others?
Su Xin smiled coldly, knocked on the table, and said loudly: "It doesn't matter if the top management doesn't send anyone, they have their concerns, but I, Su Xin, will not let my brother die in vain!
At this time tomorrow, I will hold the heads of Zhang Hong and Dai Chong to pay homage to my dead brothers!"