"Hahahahaha".

Hearing that the "Hengji Workers' Rights Protection Association" was actually a gang organization that charged mediation fees, and also drove out another gang to take over, such a dramatic plot made Guo Xiaosheng burst into laughter.

The manager of the construction team was very eloquent. He described the fight between Xiong Baizhou and the Liaodong Gang in such eloquent detail that even Guo Zijing, who came in halfway, was very interested.

However, Guo Xiaosheng's reaction was obviously beyond his expectation. The construction team manager nervously asked: "Mr. Guo, do you want me to find a way to settle this protection meeting?"

Guo Xiaosheng waved his hand: "No need."

Because the construction progress of Yinxin Building did not fall behind expectations, Guo Xiaosheng felt very relaxed and the nature of the conversation was a little higher: "In Hong Kong, gang organizations are part of the social organizational structure. Hundreds of thousands of people eat under the protection of gang organizations. Gangs

It has taken root in Hong Kong’s environment and is an important factor that cannot be erased.”

"But in the mainland, because there is no such soil, it is impossible for a real underworld to emerge. To take a step back, even if Xiong Baizhou really has the nature of a underworld, it was cultivated in the context of this era. As long as it is not

If it affects the construction schedule of Yinxin Building, leave them alone."

Guo Xiaosheng has extraordinary magnanimity, and Hong Kong people also have a certain tolerance for this kind of organization.

The manager of the construction team secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If we really want to eradicate Xiong Baizhou's group, it will actually cost a lot of money. Since the big boss said that everything will be left to chance, it will be easy to handle.

Guo Xiaosheng asked again: "How old is that Xiong Baizhou? How does he compare with our double-flower red stick in Hong Kong?"

"It seems like I'm only 16 years old."

"How big?"

"16 years old!"

"Sure enough, the mainland still has a lot of people, and there are countless reckless heroes. In this era, it is the time for these characters to come to the fore. My schedule for coming to the mainland this time is very tight, but if you have time, remember to invite this Xiong Baizhou to come and sit down.

I also want to meet this talkative person who rose up in Yinxin Building."

When Guo Xiaosheng heard that Xiong Baizhou was only 16 years old, he suddenly wanted to meet him.

At this time, Xiong Baizhou, whom Guo Xiaosheng calls "talker", is sweating profusely cleaning the garbage.

Originally, after driving away the Liaodong Gang, Xiong Baizhou could have more energy to think and plan the next step, so Xiong Baizhou bought "Guangdong Economic News" and read it in the past two days. As for the development and expansion of this gang organization, Xiong Baizhou never thought about it.

Pass.

Maybe Sheng Yuanqing and others have this idea and feel that under the leadership of Xiong Baizhou, they can dominate the underground world of Guangdong City.

But Xiong Baizhou's hard-earned rebirth was naturally not to live a life of swords and swords every day.

Because this era is so beautiful:

By this time, Motorola had released the first generation mobile phone capable of sending text messages;

At this time, Changhong's first color TVs had been sold out;

At this time, the era of video disc players sweeping across China is about to come;

at this time,······

In this era where you can pick up money just by bending down, how could Xiong Baizhou do anything in the shadows?

he wants to be in the sun

Overcome thorns and encounter brilliance!

While Xiong Baizhou was reading newspapers in the past two days, the scattered thoughts in his mind were gradually twisted into a rope, but the specific operation steps were not clear yet.

However, since the Liaodong Gang has just been disbanded, it is understandable that some of his subordinates would want to strive for greater benefits after receiving benefits, but Xiong Baizhou will not lead these people astray. This era will soon pass, and in the future, in

Under the iron fist of the people's dictatorship, all underworld organizations will collapse.

Of course, this requires Xiong Baizhou's subtle guidance. For example, Xiong Baizhou is very low-key now. It should have been a moment of high spirits to drive away Sun Yongbao, but Xiong Baizhou is unusually calm.

Don't underestimate the influence of the core leadership on the group, especially since this group is branded by Xiong Baizhou himself. Xiong Baizhou's attitude affects the temperament of the entire group.

Even Sheng Yuanqing didn't know how to end it after becoming domineering.

In the evening, when several people got together to have dinner, Sheng Yuanqing said a little depressed: "Why do I feel that after driving away Sun Yongbao, I seem to be living a timid life."

"Not only are we timid, but other people's attitudes towards us are no longer as enthusiastic as before."

Several people were talking about other people's attitudes towards this group in the past few days.

Finally, everyone habitually focused their attention on Xiong Baizhou.

Xiong Baizhou was very calm and said: "That's because we are the successors, and others have not yet figured out our path, so they don't know what way to choose to deal with it."

"We don't have any clues, we are all rural people," Liu Daxiang interjected.

Xiong Baizhou shook his head: "The social environment is a mirror. The way you treat the environment, the environment will react on you. Sun Yongbao is not good to everyone, so everyone dislikes him."

"Then how can we make others like us?"

Xiong Baizhou saw someone coming on the road and guided them with a smile: "Do something good for the environment."

"Brother Xiong, what can be considered beneficial to the environment?"

"I think it's a pity that the grassland in the northeast corner is used as a garbage dump. If we can clean up that area, we should be able to get a good evaluation." Xiong Baizhou finally stated his purpose.

In this way, under Xiong Baizhou's eloquent guidance, everyone happily and actively accepted the job of cleaning the garbage dump.

Moreover, because everyone had to work during the day, this kind of thing could only be done at night, so under the silver moonlight, the group of people pulled, pushed, dug, and filled the soil. It took a few days to finish a piece of

Domestic garbage dumps are cleaned.

When Xiong Baizhou turned over the last piece of soil, it was already almost 12 o'clock in the evening, but Xiong Baizhou felt unusually comfortable. A breeze blew by, even carrying the smell of earth.

There was a piece of granite next to the grass. Xiong Baizhou thought for a while and said to Zhang Hao: "I remember you can carve calligraphy?"

Zhang Hao had been a carpenter before, so carving was not a problem.

"Go get the tools and carve Braille on this stone."

Zhang Hao trotted back to get a hammer and awl, and asked: "Brother Xiong, what are you carving?"

Xiong Baizhou looked at the surrounding environment. The grass was slightly sloping, and the moonlight was slanting down, giving off colors that did not belong to the world.

"Moonlight Slope"

The three big characters were firmly carved on the stone, and Xiong Baizhou also found paint and daubed them over.

Although others are not in such a high state of mind as Xiong Baizhou, they can still feel the earth-shaking changes in Kuai Kong Land and the finishing touch of the engravings. Although they cannot describe in words the mysterious magnetic field between man and nature, they can feel something.

Things are quietly sublimating.

This is the improvement of mind and vision.

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On the way back to the dormitory, Liu Daxiang couldn't help but ask: "Brother Xiong, will someone continue to throw garbage there tomorrow?"

"Won't"

"Why?"
Chapter completed!