The more Zhang Renkui thought about it, the more wrong he became, but he couldn't find anything wrong. He felt inexplicably irritable. He called Huang Jinrong over and said, "Have you made arrangements? Have Dong Biwu's articles been published? What about the two people pretending to be reporters?"
Already?"
"Master, don't worry. I have asked people to supervise Dong Biwu's article and speed up the printing. It will be sent to all parts of the country at dawn. Those two guys pretending to be reporters also asked me to..." Huang Huangrong made a sign.
Throat movements.
Zhang Renkui then felt relieved, nodded with satisfaction and said, "You have done a great job. The Youth Gang needs talents like you to prosper."
These words undoubtedly established Huang Jinrong's position as the leader of the Youth Gang. Huang Huangrong was so happy that he bowed to Zhang Renkui and almost knelt down.
"All this is due to the master. The little one is just running errands with the master. As long as the master is still there, the Qing Gang will last forever."
After all the flattery, Zhang Renkui felt comfortable. The more he looked at Huang Jinrong, the more he liked him. He couldn't help but secretly thought: "Why didn't I take him under my sect earlier?"
The two people here are flattering each other with great pleasure. Zhang Xiaolin is a little unhappy on the other side. Originally, he and Zhang Renkui were not in the same faction.
I originally hoped to do a favor for Zhang Inkui and make some profit in the process. But now that Zhang Inkui is like this, I plan to let him work in vain!
Zhang Xiaolin was naturally unhappy, but due to Zhang Renkui's seniority, he did not dare to speak nonsense. He could only mutter to the side: "For thousands of generations, wouldn't that make me a bastard?"
Although the voice was small, it fell clearly into the ears of several people. Zhang Renkui's face darkened, and his good mood suddenly disappeared. However, he also understood that if this matter did not bring any benefit to Zhang Xiaolin, I am afraid Zhang Xiaolin would be a little dissatisfied.
So Zhang Xiaolin stopped Huang Jinrong, who was about to fight back, and said calmly: "Xiao Lin, don't be resentful. I know there are some conflicts between you and Jin Rong in business. Let's do this. I'll make the decision. I'll give you half of the Chengdong Pier.
,what do you think?"
You must know that there is a fast-growing vacancy at the east dock of the city, and the money is rising every day. Zhang Xiaolin has always wanted to intervene, but Huang Huangrong has the French as the backstage and is very powerful, so he has been unable to intervene.
Later, Huang Huangrong became Zhang Renkui's master, and he was even more unable to compete with Huang Huangrong. He didn't expect that his complaints would be rewarded with such a cornucopia, and Zhang Xiaolin was overjoyed.
On the other hand, Huang Huangrong looked ugly and said gloomily: "Master, this is different from what we said before."
Zhang Renkui patted Huang Jinrong on the shoulder and said: "Jin Rong, we are all brothers of the Youth Gang. If we have money, let's make money together. Besides, I will have many opportunities to make money in the future. Don't worry about this little gain or loss, and take a long-term view."
"
His master spoke, and Huang Huangrong could only agree no matter how unhappy he was. However, Zhang Renkui certainly had his own plans when he did this.
At present, Huang Huangrong's power is expanding very rapidly. He is also afraid that one day Huang Huangrong will replace him and train Zhang Xiaolin to compete with Huang Huangrong, so that he can reap the benefits of being a fisherman.
Regardless of the small calculations of the three of them, Han Baihang and the others were put together. Wang Yaqiao looked annoyed and wanted to bang his head against the wall.
"Brother Baihang, I'm sorry for you!"
This is Wang Yaqiao's apology for who knows how many times. Han Baihang shook his head and said: "It's okay, we haven't lost yet. Who knows what will happen until the last moment?"
Wang Yaqiao was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Do you still have a way to make a comeback?"
Han Baihang smiled and said nothing, and Wang Yaqiao's thoughts began to come alive, and his face was filled with red light. Zhang Renkui heard Wang Yaqiao's exclamation, slowly walked in front of a few people, looked at Wang Yaqiao and said: "Let me tell you, what does he have?"
What's the plan?"
Zhang Renkui coughed softly, and the two people immediately took out a stool and placed it under Zhang Renkui's buttocks. Zhang Renkui patted the dirt on his body and said calmly: "Who else can he ask for help? He asked you for help in a desperate situation, and it turned out that
They were captured by me. There are only two people now. One is the little girl named Lu Lanchun. She should be with Dong Biwu now and is controlled by my people. Who else is there? Let me think about it, it should be
It’s Du Yuesheng, right?”
Hearing Zhang Renkui say the names of the two people, Han Baihang's expression suddenly changed. Wang Yaqiao's heart sank when he saw the change in Han Baihang's expression.
Now that the last way to survive is blocked, what else can they use to make a comeback? Zhang Renkui looked at several people with pale faces and felt very proud in his heart, "Even if you and Wu Peifu resolve their differences, he can't save himself now. He can save
You? Han Baihang, you lost, completely lost!"
Han Baihang gritted his teeth and wanted to say something, but finally he sighed feebly and said, "It seems we have really lost."
This sentence was said to Zhao San, who nodded and said: "Not only did we lose, we lost completely."
"What are you talking about!" Wang Yaqiao saw that the two of them were about to give up and roared: "I will risk my life just to drag this old bastard into the water!"
Wang Yaqiao struggled to get up from the ground and wanted to pounce towards Zhang Renkui, but was kicked to the ground by someone beside Zhang Renkui. He was struggling and roaring on the ground like a wounded beast.
Zhang Renkui patted the dust on his body, took out his pocket watch, took a look at it and said, "There are still two hours left, so enjoy the last time."
After several thunders, the rain gradually became less intense. In a room in a small corner of Shanghai City, Dong Biwu and Lu Lanchun were leaning against the wall. Five or six people with guns stood around them, staring intently.
Two people.
In front of Dong Biwu's desk, there is a stack of letter paper, which is Han Baihang's request that he write an article criticizing him. The article has already been sent to the newspaper, and all that is left are some drafts.
At the same time, Du Yuesheng stood in front of the window, looking out at the night outside. Lin Guisheng looked at his back and said, "What exactly do you and Han Baihang want to do? You have no chance to make a comeback."
"Comeback? If you bet, you won't lose." Du Yuesheng slowly turned around, opened his palms, and three dice fell from his palms, falling on the table with a crisp sound, and rolled around in a circle, three six dice.
superior.
"leopard!"
Du Yuesheng said with an evil smile on his lips, and behind him, a thunder fell.
After the thunder, the sky fell into silence again. In the ancient town of Changxindian, a car shuttled through the night and suddenly stopped in front of Wu Peifu's house.
Li Jichen held a telegram in his hand and hurriedly broke into Wu Peifu's room. Wu Peifu, wearing casual clothes, sat at the desk, glanced at the panting Li Jichen and said, "Let's get started."
