The first thousand two hundred and forty-two chapters steal the leader
The scholar suddenly thought of the identity of the young man in front of him. The pores all over his body shrank and the hair stood on end. He thought to himself, why did these guys invite Mr. Xu here? If they are still fighting for a piece of wool with him, he is the leader of the alliance.
The younger brother... understood in his heart, but didn't say it out loud. He took a breath and tried his best to calm down his chaotic mind, then moved his feet and took two steps forward.
Ahem! Xiucai put his fist against his lips and coughed twice, then whispered: "We are all members of the Youth League. As the saying goes, a snake cannot live without a head. The Youth League cannot be without an owner for a day. Someone must be chosen to take the lead. Everyone
If you have any big questions, you can spread them out on the table and talk about them."
Zhang Qian smiled calmly and said: "I like to hear what the scholar said. You are indeed someone who has drunk ink. Since you have said that we are also members of the Youth League, then we cannot exclude our brothers from the good thing of drawing lots to determine the leader of the League, right?"
The scholar glanced at the Seven King Kongs beside him out of the corner of his eye, and found that each of these guys' faces were as dark as the bottom of a firewood pot. He was secretly glad that he recognized Mr. Xu opposite him in time, otherwise he would definitely be in trouble later.
He was shaved into disgrace.
Boss Guan raised the corner of his mouth and said: "Boss Zhang, these days are very realistic. I admit that you are qualified to draw lots. However, if Hou Zhiqiang and Zhang Deli are tied together, our brothers will not be able to make a living. If they are asked to share a share of Guan's first name,
One is dissatisfied."
Zhang Qian frowned and turned his gaze to Xu Qing covertly, and found that he nodded his chin with a slight smile. The scholar on the side also said in time: "Boss Zhang is the backbone of the Qing League. This is a matter of drawing lots to select the leader of the league.
Even if you have one share, Hou Zhiqiang and Zhang Deli can just pick a representative to round up the whole number. But first of all, if a new alliance leader is elected, everyone will have to come up with one person. As for the number of people under their hands...
…”
Zhang Deli and Hou Zhiqiang looked at Xu Qing at the same time, and saw him tap his chin again. Hou Zhiqiang slapped his chest with his palm and said, "I haven't mentioned it yet. The hundred or so brothers under me can make a living with anyone."
Zhang Deli took a step forward and said: "The hundreds of brothers under my command are all good men from the mixed society. Together with Hou Zhiqiang's, they can defeat you all."
The flesh on Mr. Guan's face twitched violently twice, and he nodded: "I don't have any objection. Going up the mountain to hunt is for the benefit of everyone." The scholar nodded and said, "I have no objection either, everyone is thinking about the Qingmeng League."
"I have no objection, but who will take care of the paper balls for drawing lots?" The person who spoke was Er Jingang Feng Cheng. He was more thoughtful about things. Now that there are two groups of people, the old and the new, it would be better to spread it out and explain it clearly.
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Zhang Qian shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly: "I have no objection, you can just make up your mind on this. Anyway, there are so many tricks to watch."
The scholar took out a wallet from his pocket, opened it, took out ten brand-new banknotes and said, "This is simple, just write the word "alliance leader" on the banknotes with a pen, roll them into a ball, put them in something, brother.
Just grab one and open it together in public."
Everyone had no objections and showed quite a tacit understanding at this time. During this period of time, everyone was fighting openly and secretly for the position of alliance leader without getting any benefits. Then they sat down and prepared to negotiate a result that everyone could accept. The arrival of Zhang Qian and others did not
They felt too repulsed. Firstly, they were really tired from fighting during this period. Secondly, everyone was in the Qing League and making money together was the right way to go.
There are no permanent enemies on the road, only permanent interests. To put it bluntly, it doesn't matter who is the leader of the alliance. The truth is that everyone can live a prosperous life.
The scholar took out a pen from his pocket and wrote two small words on one of the bills. Then he rolled everything into a ball of paper with his hands and feet. Feng Cheng picked it up from the corner of the wall.
The flower pot, the paper ball was thrown in, and there was a place to reach out. Everything was ready. He bent down and placed the flower pot on the ground, and mixed it with his hands.
Boss Guan gritted his teeth and walked up the first two steps: "I'll come first, just as if I met a yellow girl." After saying that, he bent down and reached out to grab a paper ball and held it in his hand, squeezed it and took a step back.
"I'll make one." Zhang Qian also took two steps forward, smiled and bent down to put his hand into the flower pot. Just as he picked up a paper ball and was about to raise his hand, he suddenly felt a heat on his lower back and looked back.
, noticing that Xu Qing behind him was giving him a vague wink, he let go and put down the paper ball, grabbed another one, and felt another heat on his lower back...
He changed three paper balls in succession. When he grabbed the fourth paper ball, the small reminder on his lower waist did not appear for a few seconds, but Feng Cheng beside him began to urge: "I said Boss Zhang, you
This is too clumsy. It’s a matter of drawing lots and one paw, why are you holding on to it like you’re masturbating with a pipe?”
The fat on Zhang Qian's cheeks trembled twice and he turned around and said angrily: "If I rub your face, I won't be able to squat with my feet numb!" After saying that, he stood up with a ball of paper and staggered back.
After a few steps, his feet were really numb.
Next Xiucai caught one, Feng Cheng also went over to catch one, and the rest of the diamonds were caught one after another. Only the last paper ball was left. Needless to say, it was up to Hou Zhiqiang and Zhang Deli whether to catch it or not.
The two exchanged glances, and Hou Zhiqiang stepped forward with a stern look on his face, bent down, picked up the last paper ball and held it in his hand. Logically speaking, this paper ball was the least likely to have words on it, unless he was very lucky.
Zhang Deli smiled nonchalantly and said: "Brother Hou, if you get the position of leader, it's your turn." Almost everyone believed that the paper ball in Hou Zhiqiang's hand was hopeless, and the scholar was still smiling.
He added: "I have no doubts. Only a lucky alliance leader can bring benefits to the brothers."
Hou Zhiqiang smiled bitterly and shook his head. Suddenly he felt his arm being pulled from behind. He turned around and saw that it was Zhang Qian. At this time, a paper ball quietly stuck to his palm. Hou Zhiqiang was stunned for a moment and quickly understood the other person.
With the intention of concealing it, I turned my hand to my back and exchanged a paper ball with him.
The scholar had already spread out the paper ball in his hand and said with a smile: "It seems that I am unlucky and am not destined to be the leader of the alliance." Others began to open the paper ball in their hands one after another, but unfortunately it was just a hundred-dollar bill. Finally it was Zhang Qianhe's turn.
Hou Zhiqiang.
Zhang Qian unfolded the paper ball and showed it to everyone with a smile. There was no writing on it, but then he stuffed the banknotes into his pocket and said with a smile: "Mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are. Some people can't just spread their wealth."
Anything less would seem pretentious.”
Except for the paper ball in Hou Zhiqiang's hand that has not yet been opened, the other nine paper balls have been opened. The result is obvious, someone is lucky.
Hou Zhiqiang opened the ball of paper and saw the two small words on the banknote. Knowing the result, his eyelids still trembled a few times. Leader, he has been looking forward to these two words for a long time, and now he finally got his wish, thanks to Zhang Qian.
If he hadn't changed the paper ball behind his back, it might have been a different scene.