Chuan Bao immediately revealed a helpless expression. He had no choice but to stop the argument and go over to drink tea.
It couldn't be helped. Uncle Deng was the most experienced person in the association.
The rest of the elders also went up to get a cup of tea. After drinking it, they put the cup down again.
Perhaps to ease the atmosphere, Uncle Deng picked up the teapot again and filled each teacup with tea.
"Please have some tea."
"Please."
The elders took another sip and put it down.
Melodious and ancient music continued to play…
After Uncle Deng finished his second cup of tea, he calmly placed his hands on the table and said,
"When I was young, my uncles already chose the person in charge.”
"At that time, I thought, these old things are already so old. They don't have any power or influence.”
"Later on, I found out that it was seniority.”
At this point, he raised a hand.
The elders at the side seemed to be listening to a passage of life's principles. They pricked up their ears and looked serious. Occasionally, when they expressed their approval of a certain sentence, they would nod silently.
"Everyone will respect their words.”
"Money can make the world go round. It's fine to get some benefits.”
"If we choose whoever pays the most money, why don't we auction it?”
"We have no credibility at all. Why do you still need us?”
Uncle Deng paused.
However, everyone fell silent.
Only a slight breeze blew in through the curtains.
It made a whooshing sound.
Old Frail and the other elders who supported Le stood beside Uncle Deng. Although they didn't say anything, they expressed their approval.
On the other hand, the few people who had been bombarded with cold news couldn't sit still. They had received Zhang Wenbiao's money and were threatened for a while. There was no way out.
"I said that because I think Ah Biao is capable and can help the club.”String Explosion said as he looked at Uncle Deng.
"I have nothing to say. The club can't let one person dominate. It has to be balanced.”
After Uncle Deng finished speaking, he raised his hand.
"I support Le."
The three elders behind Uncle Deng, including Old Frail, all raised their hands to show their stance.
There were still four elders left. They were Chuan Bao, Chui Ji, Leng Lao, and Fei Hua. None of them raised their hands.
After a while, Chuanbao threw away the cigarette butt in his hand." The four of us support Ah Biao!”
Uncle Deng was a little unwilling, but just like he said, He Lian couldn't be the only one. He couldn't make the decision alone.
After a pause, he said helplessly,"Since there's no result, let's pick a date and re-elect."”
"Goodbye, everyone."
String Explosion was the first to slam the table, roll his eyes at Old Frail, and leave angrily.
Blowing Chicken, Leng Lao, Fei Hua, and the others left one after another.
Soon, only Old Frail and Uncle Deng were left.
Old Frail sat beside Uncle Deng and said indignantly,"Uncle Deng, look at Chuan Bao's attitude just now. He's obviously making things difficult for you and me.”
Uncle Deng sipped his tea and said,"This is how the choice of the person in charge is like. Since ancient times, there have been differences."”
"What I find strange is that they all chose Big D. Why did they change their minds to Ah Biao in the end?”
"Yeah, I'm curious too. This kid didn't have any sense of existence before." Old Frail echoed.”
Uncle Deng put down his teacup, his eyes deep."No, this kid is not simple at all. You're an upright person and don't often interact with the members of the club. I've heard a lot about this kid recently.”
Old Frail perked up his ears." Oh?"
Uncle Deng continued," I don't know what kind of supernatural power this kid used recently. Not only did he convince Chui Ji to take over a few of his big territories, but he also took in hundreds of underlings. All of them are smart and capable."”
Old Frail was instantly shocked,"In that case, this kid is indeed not simple."”
Uncle Deng said," Pay more attention to him in the future. If there's any movement on his side, come and report to me at any time.”
Old Frail replied," I'll definitely do what you asked.”
"If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first.”
Uncle Deng said," Take care," and watched him leave. Then, he picked up a book called " History of Xiangjiang " and read it. He accidentally flipped to the detailed information about the founder of the Union and read it carefully.
There was a record of the founder of He Union,'Black Kick', who first came to Hong Kong. He led a group of people to teach Hong Quan and opened a hall. His brother, Wen Wenhao, had an internal conflict with him. After unifying the club, he refused to accept the jurisdiction of' Black Kick', and brought his own power to open a private hall.
'Black Feet' followed the style of doing things that valued peace, while secretly poaching people from 'Wen Wenhao'.
He went over to negotiate with him and promised that they would do business together and make money together.
'Wen Wenhao' refused, so he disregarded his brotherhood and surrounded 'Black Foot'.
However, he was defeated by the black foot.
In the end, he lost everything and died on the streets.
……
Uncle Deng seemed to have vaguely seen the shadow of 'black feet' on Zhang Wenbiao.
He closed the book and leaned against the chair with a deep gaze.
He was wondering if he should inform Le and let the matter of choosing the person in charge be forgotten…
Ever since his generation, He Lian had never wanted the club to become scattered.
Big D had given the elders money, but they did not choose him. In the end, it was inevitable that they would scheme against him.
He knew what kind of person Le was. Although he looked steady on the surface, he had been coveting the position of speaker for a long time.
If they found out that the election was going to be postponed again, they would definitely come looking for him.
If he did not give an explanation, he would definitely start a war with Ah Biao again!
A riot was inevitable in the Union!
……
She was getting old and always liked to feel sleepy.
Uncle Deng rubbed the space between his eyebrows and stopped thinking about it. He held his walking stick and led his dog out of the house, returning to the bedroom.
The elders also began their own activities.
After Old Frail left, he called Le and told him what happened at the election.
Le was preparing the ingredients for his son's hotpot. When he heard the news, he was not in the mood to eat. He rushed to the bedroom and closed the door. He frowned."What happened? Since when did his nephew, who was by Chuai Ji's side, have such a skill?”
"I'm not sure. Uncle Deng said that the election meeting will be postponed.”
Beep beep beep…
The sound of the phone hanging up continued to ring.
Le was so angry that he slammed his fist on the door.
"F * ck, when did this Zhang Wenbiao appear?”
"I'm so angry!"
On the other side, Big D was changing into new clothes, ready to wear them on the day of the announcement and shine.
However, his subordinate Long Hair walked over and said,""Big Brother D, we've received news that the election for the speaker has been postponed.”
Big D kicked the clothes rack beside him and shouted angrily,"What happened? Didn't those old guys take my money?”
"I heard that it was the nephew of the braggart, Zhang Wenbiao, who spent more money to bribe those old fellows.”
After Big D heard this, his face turned ferocious." Zhang Wenbiao? Who did he think he was? If I see him, I'll definitely chop him up!”
"No, I can't take this lying down!”
"Take those old things and tie them up for me! Especially bragging! I want to kill him! If I didn't give him money last time, would he have chosen this person? Only the boss of a bar! I'm going to f * cking kill you!"
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