That night.

Xinyi District, Xingping Hotel, Changmao presented a bottle of red wine with both hands: "Huang Sheng, this is a good product I brought back from Xiangjiang. I invite you to taste it."

Huang Lingchen took it with both hands, looked it over, and said with clear eyes: "This Lafite from 1982, Mr. Zhao is so rich, I don't have anywhere to buy it."

"A little kindness." The long-haired boy in a suit bowed lightly. Huang Lingchen turned sideways and said, "Mr. Zhao, please!

"please!"

The long-haired boy bowed and lowered his head to enter the box. In the box, five rural traders from Taipei District stood up and said enthusiastically, "Mr. Zhao."

"Mr. Zhao."

The shaggy boy bowed with his fists in a humble and polite salute.

Then Huang Lingcheng introduced: "This is Uncle Zhang from Shilin, Uncle Wang from Beitou, Uncle Hua from Yixin..."

Half a month later.

Boss Qi was lying on the massage chair, wearing Clam Foolish Glasses, and looked at the door of Bieye's room that was pushed open.

"Wow!"

Changmao walked in aggressively and shouted: "Boss Qi!"

Boss Qi opened his eyes, took off his sunglasses, and said with a displeased expression: "Mr. Zhao, people who do great things should be calm when things happen.

He folded his sunglasses and put them on the table. The long-haired boy was holding a cigar in his mouth, with a fierce look in his eyes: "Those who do great things must keep their promises!"

"I received a call from my uncle in Yixin District this morning. Yang Guanghui from the Northwest Gang moved to Yixin District to run for election. Isn't the Northwest Gang always active in Kaohsiung?"

"Last year, people from the Northwest Gang ran for election in Kaohsiung. Why did they move to Taipei City this year?"

During this period, the long-haired boy has been canvassing, building momentum, and preparing for activities. With the help of his colleagues in the Jianghu community, he has opened up many joints and is more informed than before.

The previous leader of the Northwest Gang, Yang Dengkui, died, and his subordinate Yang Guanghui took over.

Yang Guanghui dared to move from his old territory to Taipei City.

The behind-the-scenes story is intriguing.

Upon hearing this, Boss Qi's expression became much more relaxed. He put down his legs on the massage chair, walked towards the front wearing slippers and said, "Mr. Zhao, things have changed. Yang Denghui has taken a higher line."

"The boss above has spoken. The seat in Yixin District belongs to him, and the seat in Shilin District belongs to Boss Jiang. Dajiang Manufacturing is an important enterprise in Shilin District."

He put his hands on Shaggy's shoulders: "That's what elections are like, plans can't keep up with changes, and everyone wants to be in power.

"There are only so many positions. If someone comes up, someone must leave. If it doesn't work this year, let's do it next year!"

The long-haired boy turned his eyes to him: "I'll go up, he'll go down!"

Boss Qi reiterated: "You wait until next year!"

"Fuck you!" The long-haired boy slammed Boss Qi's palm away, picked up his collar with both hands, and gritted his teeth with a fierce look on his face: "Just take my money, accept my gift, and let me stop the election.

Choose, who do you think you are?"

"Am I the boss!"

He threw Boss Qi away angrily.

Boss Qi, dressed disheveled, took a step back and widened his eyes in anger: "Fart!"

"Where do you think this is? Do you have the final say in the affairs of the Republic of China?

The long-haired boy sneered: "Are you bluffing me, or are you kidding me? It's a rule to accept money to do things! Do you understand the rules of the world? Damn you, refund your money!"

Boss Qi smiled ferociously: "Your Yihai company smuggled goods, evaded tariffs, prohibited trade, and even got involved in the real estate industry."

"There are so many behind-the-scenes operations, and one of them can kill you. How dare you ask me to refund the money? It is the rule of the Jianghu to collect money and work, but I'm sorry, I am not a Jianghu person."

"I don't have such a rule here!" Boss Qi shouted loudly. There is no way they will spit out the money they received. Whether they can do things with the money depends on their mood.

The long-haired boy took a deep breath: "Okay, okay, okay."

He kept in mind the boss's instructions and must lead his brothers on the right path and set foot ashore.

"Then we will use the votes to see the truth!"

Boss Qi's face changed slightly, he put away his anger, and said in a comforting voice: "Mr. Zhao, even if you step ashore, you still have to play in this circle. Don't go too far with some things. What will happen if you offend us and go ashore?"

"You still can't play this game. You're still young and can afford to wait. Just do as I say. Next year, next year it will be you!"

The long-haired boy laughed: "Are you shocked?"

It is even more difficult to make a fuss about the number of votes. The key is that the exposure of the operation will cause a chain reaction.

Especially in this dangerous situation where people are strongly calling for a ban, every spark will set off the political arena!

The long-haired boy has the leading command on his shoulders, and he has the boss's expectations in his heart, and he will never make concessions!

You know, everything is going smoothly this year, everything that needs to be taken care of has been taken care of, and it will be changed halfway like this. Next year, it will be even more of a joke!

The Jianghu comrades have even made an agreement that next year it will be the Wengang Gang who will elect him, and He Yihai must give full support if he keeps his promise.

No chance.

Boss Qi's eyelids straightened and he said angrily: "Long hair!"

"You can give it a try and see if you can choose it yourself!"

"Why should I act in a movie? There is no such thing as a lone hero in politics. Either bow your head or get out! Just see if you have enough votes. If you don't bow your head, you won't be able to do it for the rest of your life!"

The long-haired boy stared at him for a moment

"From now on, don't call me Changmao. I'm No. 028, Zhao Shanhe!" He raised his finger to Qi Shu, then waved his hand and pointed at the door, yelling: "Get out!"

"This is my place!"

Qi Shu shuddered and cursed loudly: "Damn, you're a country bumpkin from Xiangjiang."

"boom!"

He swept a wine glass off the bar. "Fuck!"

Zhao Shanhe looked out the window at the courtyard. Qi Shu and his secretary were filled with anger and stepped away. With his hands clenched into fists, he raised his right hand and shouted towards the courtyard: "Vote, vote is useless! Donate money, donate money, it's useless! You guys

If you don't follow the rules, no wonder you will lose your country!"

"If you want to play with unofficial decisions, don't play with democratic voting. If you want to vote and want the mainland, you are here to sell. If you want to sell, just be a good bitch. Don't play with the fairy dance!"

"How dare you jump me when you're a fairy? I'll see if you can jump up. Old Mother Thousand Thunder, princes, generals and ministers, would you rather have the talent?"

Qi Shu walked faster

At this moment, the two sides completely broke up.

Zhang Guobin had a cold look on his face after listening to Chang Maozi's explanation on the phone: "From the beginning to the end, he didn't want you to be selected at all. He just thought that Yihai and we were outsiders and bullied us because we were not strong enough and wanted to eat him."

net.

"After so many years in the business, this is the first time I meet someone who dares to prostitute me for nothing." The long-haired boy asked, "Grandpa, what should I do?"

In fact, there is one point that Zhang Guobin did not mention. Boss Qi might not dare to hire people from He Yihai because of his behind-the-scenes relationship with Yihai.

Otherwise, with the thorough preparations of Heyihai Taipei Company, even a dog should be chosen! "Then take the path that is least likely to be taken!"

Zhang Guobin said coldly: "He is right about what he said. If you don't follow their way of playing, it will be useless even if you are selected."

"So let's continue the election, but don't be afraid of losing. Before, running for election was a process, but now running for election is an attack. I will send a group of brothers to assist you."

"Selected, consider him lucky, but if he doesn't, he flips the table so they don't have anything to eat!" "Pah!" Zhang Guobin hung up the phone.

The long-haired boy looked stunned: "Turn over the table?" "What do you mean?"

He thought about it and roughly figured out the taste. He didn't know the boss's follow-up plan, but he knew what to do.

Zhang Guobin called Dongguan Miao and said: "Call the brothers from the Tang group over, tell them to prepare for a business trip, and help them book air tickets to Taipei."

He Yihai does not lack soldiers or guns in Taipei, but he lacks technical talents. In political struggles, intelligence comes first, and having experts in intelligence can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

"I understand, Brother Bing." Dongguan Miao began to prepare, and the Ying Group brothers quickly received the order. After meeting Brother Bing, they took a plane to Taipei.

Beitou Hot Spring.

The big guys gathered together again, but they all went to the bath, smoked, and looked solemn. After not seeing each other for just half a month, they no longer looked ambitious.

Everyone in the world has heard about Boss Qi and Chang Maozi going their separate ways.

What Boss Qi does is not authentic, but when have they ever done anything authentic? If you want to go ashore, you have to follow their methods. Not only He Yihai, but even Sanlian and Sihai Gang can't escape.

Zhao Shanhe stood shirtless in the hot spring, smashed his hands on the water at the same time, broke the silence with an action, and said in a fierce tone: "Fuck, you must never admit defeat!"

"They don't have to let me choose this year, and they don't have to let you choose next year. Why did we choose? We don't want to repeat the old path of Yiqing! This is the second time they have broken their promise and broken the rules!"

Huang Lingchen raised his glass and shouted: "I support you, Mr. Zhao!"

"Now the people in charge don't take us seriously, and kick us out as soon as they are told. Even if I am elected, I feel sad. I don't want to live a precarious life anymore. There is only one way!"

"A way!" Zhao Shanhe shouted: "Let them know the power of Jianghu brothers!"

"Brothers, do you have any idea?"

Taipei has one-tenth of the people in the Jianghu. The total number is larger than that of Xiangjiang, but the proportion is lower than that of Xiangjiang. In addition, Taiwan has a larger plate. There are 2 million people out of 20 million, which is a difference of 1,800.

Thousands of people, resulting in the Taiwanese community being unable to take root at the top and gain influence.

In addition, the Taiwan authorities have a strong ruling power and do not have the colonial cultural characteristics of Xiangjiang. Therefore, the rivers and lakes of Taiwan Island are just like Shanghai Beach during the Republic of China.

With his heroic spirit, he immediately became the flag-bearer for half of the world.

Wu Junjie, Lin Yucai, Hou Zhiqun, Ke Shouliang and other big figures in the world felt the same after hearing this. They raised their glasses, shared their hatred, and hit the water with their fists: "Mr. Zhao! We will continue to support your choice!"

"If you have the guts, why don't we have the guts?" The ancients two thousand years ago knew how to work by spreading flags, and it is impossible for us to go back as we live longer."

"Fuck! Mr. Zhao, I will mobilize the entire company to support you and publicize for you. No matter whether we can be selected or not, we will continue to select him. Let him know that even if he flips the urinal, he will be splashed all over."

Zhongzheng District.

In the presidential private room of an entertainment club, Yang Guanghui raised a glass with both hands, sat in front of Boss Qi and said respectfully: "Boss, thank you for your care. In the future, the Northwest Gang will definitely take care of you and share your worries."

Boss Qi held a Taipei in his left hand, picked up the wine glass on the table with his right hand, looked at a box of U.S. dollars, and said with a proud expression: "You are still sensible, and you want to choose between Yihai, that stupid guy, and the North? Choose a piece of shit.
Chapter completed!