According to the rules, in the first few days of the meeting.
Uncle Deng would gather all the elders of the club to discuss a unified result in advance.
On this day, in order to prevent any of Big D and Le from rebelling.
Uncle Deng would arrange for a hired thug to stand guard at the door.
He had to hand over all his guns and weapons.
The elders who came to participate in the discussion could bring a trusted aide with them. They could only watch from the side and could not interrupt.
Zhang Wenbiao wanted to make use of this opportunity to let He Lian know of his existence.
Therefore, he discussed his idea with Chui Ji early in the morning.
He didn't want to brag, but his nephew's power was growing day by day.
With his protection, he wasn't afraid of Big D and Le looking for trouble.
On the contrary, he knew better than anyone else that helping his nephew ascend to the throne was equivalent to ascending to the throne himself.
Therefore, he didn't oppose Zhang Wenbiao.
At nine o'clock in the evening, outside Uncle Deng's house, there was only one room on the second floor of the villa that had lights on.
The rest of the place was pitch black.
All the elders and their attendants drove over one after another.
Among them, the most famous ones were String Explosion, Old Ghost, and Dragon Heel.
They were straightforward. After they got out of the car, they were checked without even bringing a follower with them.
Then, they walked into Uncle Deng's house one after another.
The other elders who usually couldn't interrupt also rushed over at this moment. Just like the former, they followed the prescribed order.
Zhang Wenbiao and Chui Ji sat in the same car and parked the car diagonally opposite Uncle Deng's house.
Then, she got out of the car and went in with the hairdryer.
Like the previous person, he handed over all his weapons and communication devices and walked in.
Ever since the establishment of He Lian, the older generation would choose to hold meetings in a small room.
After the passage of time, this small house had been converted into a villa by Uncle Deng.
As for the things left behind by his uncles, he would renovate them according to the old style and relocate them to a small house in the villa.
The various elders were gathered here.
This was not the first time Zhang Wenbiao had come here.
However, there was always a strange feeling.
Putting aside the old scenery around them, as soon as they entered the door, they heard a song from the old Shanghai in the 1950s.
In the middle was a table with peeling paint, and on it were the three statues of Fu, Lu, and Shou.
There was a black and white photo hanging above the statue.
Dressed in a suit and leather shoes, he looked like one of the founders of He Lian.
Then, Uncle Deng sat in front of the picture and the three statues, surrounding a square table with the other elders.
He was already so old, but he was still senile and leisurely brewing tea.
After Zhang Wenbiao walked in.
Just like before, he found a seat for the fan and stood at the side.
"After these few days of discussion, has everyone come to any conclusion?”
Uncle Deng asked as he poured tea into each cup.
No one responded, because these few days, everyone was thinking the same thing as Chui Ji. No matter who they supported, they would not be able to bear the consequences.
"No one answered?" Uncle Deng stopped making tea." In that case, let's wait until the day of the election!”
The elders left one after another.
Only Chui Ji and Zhang Wenbiao were left behind.
"Bragging? What, do you have an idea?”Uncle Deng offered him a cup of tea.
He moistened his throat and began to pick his nose. He seemed a little embarrassed, but then he confessed,"
"Uncle Deng, it's not me. It's my nephew who has something to say to you.”
Uncle Deng looked at Zhang Wenbiao and smiled contemptuously."Old thing, when did you learn to beat around the bush with me? Since it's not your idea, then let's go. Let this kid talk to me alone."
Chui Ji stood up awkwardly, glanced at Uncle Deng, and then at Zhang Wenbiao. He gasped and walked out.
The door had just closed.
"Say it, do you support Le or Big D?" Uncle Deng said.”
Zhang Wenbiao directly stepped on the table and sneered,"I don't support anyone. Only myself."
"You?" Uncle Deng said disdainfully," The person in charge of the association has always been jointly elected by the uncles. As long as you have the ability, I won't stop you.”
"So you don't object?" Zhang Wenbiao asked.”
"I have no right to object." Uncle Deng said indifferently.
Uncle Deng knew about the newcomer who had recently risen to prominence in this club.
However, one needed to have a deep foundation to mix in society. He did not think that Zhang Wenbiao had the ability to compete with Big D, Le Xuan.
Zhang Wenbiao also knew why Uncle Deng looked down on him, but he didn't care if he looked up to him or not.
He just wanted to prove it with his actions.
"There are still two days left. Let's wait for the results."
……
After leaving Uncle Deng's house, Zhang Wenbiao began to use his own methods.
He drove a car and lurked in front of the house.
Because in the movie " Black Snake Gang," he had received a lot of benefits from Big D.
He even joined forces with a few elders to challenge Le's supporters.
However, at this time, they had not been bribed by Big D. They had only agreed on a time and place to meet.
If one's brain moved too much, it was easy for one to be mentally weak. In addition, Zhang Wenbiao had not rested well for the past few days.
Therefore, she dozed off before ten o'clock.
However, he still focused his attention and stared at it.
Sure enough, at ten o'clock sharp, String of Explosions walked out of the house and drove away.
Zhang Wenbiao followed. In order not to be discovered, he deliberately drove very slowly.
It was not until they arrived at the entrance of a restaurant that they stopped the car.
Streak Blast opened the car door and walked in under the welcome of a few elders.
Not long after, Big D also got out of the car. He was wearing a silver-gray suit and sunglasses as he swaggered in.
He was also carrying a box in his hand. It seemed to be money.
Not long after, Big D walked out of the restaurant under the escort of String Explosion and the others.
"Uncles, remember to vote for me when choosing the person in charge.”
"Don't worry, Big D!"
"Just wait to be the one in charge!”
"Hahaha! The person in charge! I'm the one in charge!"
Big D laughed maniacally and drove off like a lunatic.
"Sigh, Big D, Big D, looks like your money is going to be wasted.”
Zhang Wenbiao sighed lightly and shook his head. He got out of the car with 10 million Hong Kong dollars and shouted,
"Hey, Uncle Bursting!"
Streak Burst and the other elders were happily preparing to go back and count their money. After hearing the sound, they began to pay attention to Zhang Wenbiao.
They thought that Zhang Wenbiao was here to rope them in and discuss whether Chui Ji would continue to be the next person in charge.
He instantly ignored it.
"Don't. I'm not your uncle."
"I'm not familiar with your father."
Zhang Wenbiao walked over and opened the box in front of the elders, revealing the 10 million Hong Kong dollars inside.
"You just have to be familiar with it!"
He looked at the 1,000 Hong Kong dollars.
The eyes of Chuan Bao and the other elders instantly widened several times. They changed their previous attitude and enthusiastically put their hands on Zhang Wenbiao's shoulder, leading him into the restaurant.
"Nephew, please come in…"
(If you think it's okay, give me some free data to support the author. The protagonist is definitely not a saint. He has an ambitious personality. He would rather betray the world than let the world betray him!) It's over when you get high!!!
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