Hong Kong film: Cut off Ba Bi at the beginning to help Liang Kun calm down

After Deng Wei finished speaking, Uncle Tank and Liansheng immediately spoke.

"If the tank and the red stick are not enough, then what position do you think is worthy of Zhou Wenjun? Do you want to blow the chicken and give up your position so that he can be the leader of 227?"

Chuanbao couldn't help but ask again.

"Chuanbao, can you please talk properly?"

Tank first said something to Chuanbao. Then he continued, "I won't say much else. Ah Jun now owns three plots of land in Mong Kok, Portland Street and Causeway Bay!"

"We can't let him be the person in charge. There is no precedent for Heliansheng where a 49-year-old is directly the regional head."

Chuanbao said loudly.

"Humph, there has never been a precedent of Heliansheng transferring double flowers and red sticks to other clubs. Then what?"

As soon as Chuanbao finished speaking, Da She snorted coldly.

"Fuck your mother, Dashe, what do you mean? If the club doesn't let Zhou Wenjun be the regional director, he will transfer to another club?"

串爆立刻抓住了大蛇话里的‘ 裙，5]3;9_0[7#9_1-2.6^ 盲点’。

"You said that things without precedent cannot be done, so I gave you an example. Why, this is not allowed?"

The big snake naturally would not fall into Chuanbao's trap and continued to talk about Chuanbao.

"I'm afraid it's not an example!"

Chuanbao said youyou.

"Fuck your mother, you bastard, I've been annoyed with you for a long time. What the hell are you doing here all the time? The club hasn't had such a sharp young man in years, and you're trying to suppress him. Are you with Liansheng?"

At this time, Ajian stood up and pointed at Chuanbao and cursed loudly.

Looking at Tank, Da She and A Jian who were speaking for him, Zhou Wenjun couldn't help but feel that it was not in vain that he had hired them for a full-time massage.

"Fuck, I'm doing this for the good of the club. If the club wants to develop, it must follow the rules. What you're doing is disrupting the rules of the club!"

Chuanbao also stood up, pointed at Ajian and cursed back loudly.

"That's enough, do you think this is a market? Sit down!"

At this time, Deng Wei became angry.

After hearing Deng Wei's words, Chuanbao and Ajian glared at each other and then sat down angrily.

After reprimanding Chuanbao and Ajian, Deng Wei, who had taken control of the situation, turned to Zhou Wenjun and asked, "Ajun, we and Liansheng have always advocated democracy. Let us hear your opinion first."

Deng Wei directly put the blame on Zhou Wenjun and dragged Zhou Wenjun into the battlefield.

Deng Wei used this trick very cunningly. No matter whether the position Zhou Wenjun mentioned was high or low, it would be very uncomfortable.

If the price was too high, it would give Chuanbao and Deng Wei an excuse to say that Zhou Wenjun was overestimating his abilities. If the price was too low, Deng Wei would just agree to it. In short, no matter what, it would disgust Zhou Wenjun.

"Uncle Deng, everyone here is my elder. I will listen to their opinions first."

Zhou Wenjun directly put the blame back on Deng Wei.

After saying this, Zhou Wenjun inadvertently winked at Long Gen.

After receiving Zhou Wenjun's look, Long Gen stood up, looked at Deng Wei, and said, "Uncle Deng, can I say a few words?"

"Long Gen, you can speak freely at the elders' meeting. Of course you can speak."

Deng Wei replied.

"Ajun has been with Heliansheng for six years. After six years of getting along with me, no one knows Ajun's character and abilities better than me."

"What Ajun has done recently is enough to prove his ability. I propose that Ajun be the person in charge of our department."

Long Gen spoke slowly, word by word.

"Koubo!"

As soon as Long Gen finished speaking, the box suddenly exploded.

The person in charge of Longgen's sect is the person in charge of District 9.

The status of the person in charge of the ninth district of Heliansheng is nominally second only to the leader of Heliansheng, which is equivalent to the Elector in the West. He has the hope of becoming the leader and the top leader of Heliansheng.

Before the meeting, many uncles and aunts from Liansheng, as well as the leaders of the nine districts, thought that Zhou Wenjun would want to be the head of a region, such as the head of Mong Kok. But they never expected that Zhou Wenjun would want to take a shortcut and become the leader of the nine districts directly.

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhou Wenjun.

Zhou Wenjun still had a smile on his face, greeting everyone's gazes.

"Long Gen, you are not kidding, right?"

Deng Wei was silent for a few seconds before he asked.

He originally thought that at most he could make Zhou Wenjun a regional head. This was because Zhou Wenjun had been so successful recently that it would be unreasonable not to make him a regional head.

But he never dreamed that Zhou Wenjun would become the boss of District 9. This was absolutely impossible!

"Uncle Deng, do you think I'm joking now?"

Long Gen said seriously.

"Fuck you, Long Gen, you are not kidding, you are just going crazy. How dare you, a jerk, directly become the boss of District 9? If this gets out, people will say that we and Liansheng are dead."

Chuanbao couldn't bear it any longer, he stood up, pointed at Long Gen and spoke loudly.

"Uncle Deng, everyone, we haven't had a leader in this sect for almost ten years since our eldest brother Cheng died. Before Asen gained fans, we pushed him to be the leader, but you said he was not capable enough."

"Now that Jun is capable enough, you guys say he's not of high enough status. I think the club should just cancel our class. What the hell are you keeping us for?"

Long Gen shouted loudly with a look of grief and anger on his face.

This time, Zhou Wenjun gave Long Gen full marks for his performance, which was absolutely a top-notch performance.

"Long Gen, that's not what we meant, and that's not what the society meant either."

Long Gen's performance frightened Deng Wei so much that sweat broke out on his forehead. The system of nine district leaders is the basic system of He Liansheng. If Long Gen's sect demands independence, then He Liansheng will really be a joke.

"Uncle Deng, what do you mean by so many moons?"

Long Gen pursued relentlessly, pressing forward step by step.

"I mean……"

While Deng Wei was speaking, he winked at Chuanbao, asking him to stand up and block the bullet for him.

Unfortunately, perhaps because he was really hurt by being stabbed in the back by Deng Wei, Chuanbao ignored Deng Wei's hints and remained silent.

'Fuck you, you failed at the crucial moment.'

Deng Wei cursed in his heart, then said, "Long Gen, there are too many things involved in this matter, we need to think carefully."

"I've been planning for ten years. If I continue to plan, I'm afraid it will take you so long that you'll end up in the cemetery, Uncle Deng."

Long Gen said faintly.

"..."

Facing Long Gen's teasing, Deng Wei remained silent, and his expression looked a little strange.

"My dear uncles, my dear elders, can I, a junior, have a word now?"

At this time, Zhou Wenjun suddenly spoke, (bdac) attracting the attention of everyone present.

"Ajun, go ahead."

Deng Wei looked at Zhou Wenjun deeply, then spoke.

"Uncle Deng, you just said that we and Liansheng believe in democracy. Since everyone has their own opinions, why not just vote directly?"

At this time, the little boy sitting next to Lin Huaile suddenly spoke.

"Yes, Gui Qiang is right. Since we can't agree on the issue, let the elders vote!"

Hearing what Xiao Guiqiang said, Deng Wei gave Xiao Guiqiang a grateful look and then spoke slowly.

After saying this, Deng Wei subconsciously glanced at Zhou Wenjun, who still had a calm expression.

He never expected that he, the 'emperor' of He Liansheng, would be forced to this point by this young man.

"Long Gen, do you have any comments?"

Deng Wei looked at Long Gen again and asked.

"No problem."

Although Long Gen looked somewhat 'reluctant', he still nodded in agreement.

Zhou Wenjun could only give Long Gen's performance 70 points, saying it was too formal and lacked deeper emotional expression.

"Everyone, do you have any other opinions?"

Deng Wei looked around at everyone present again and then asked.

After waiting for a few seconds and no one spoke, Deng Wei continued, "Then let's start the voting. Except for the uncles in the Senate, everyone else should go out first."

No matter whether it is electing a leader or electing the leaders of the nine districts, the leaders of the nine districts themselves cannot vote. Only the person in charge of the region and the three soles: the red stick, the white paper fan, and the straw sandals can vote.

“阿俊，不管成不成，我们的合作不会受到影响吧？ 輑5>3*玖0-⒎9{1+2}6] ”

After leaving the box, Big D pulled Zhou Wenjun to another small box and asked.

"Don't worry, Brother D. No matter what the outcome is, our cooperation will not change."

Zhou Wenjun answered with a smile as he took a cigarette out of the cigarette box and handed it to Da D.

"I have already taken care of all the uncles and aunts in my family for you. Not to mention choosing you as the leader of District 9, there is no problem choosing you as the leader. But I can't do anything about the other uncles and aunts."

Da D took out a lighter and lit his own cigarette, then lit Zhou Wenjun's, and continued, "Jun, how confident are you this time?"

"Big Brother D, guess what."

Zhou Wenjun replied with a smile.

"My guess? My guess is a joke, Jun. You are definitely a little too greedy this time. I say you should be the person in charge of the Mong Kok area first, open a temple and recruit soldiers. When you are strong enough, you can easily take charge of the Nine Districts."

Big D exhaled heavily and spoke slowly.

"Brother D, who would want to eat simple food when there are delicacies from the mountains and the sea?"

Zhou Wenjun smiled slightly and spoke slowly.

On the other side, in the box where Deng Wei and others were.

After the District Nine boss, Chui Ji, and Zhou Wenjun left, Deng Wei looked around at the uncles and aunts present, then slowly said, "Everyone, I admit that I don't want to choose Ah Jun as the District Nine boss because I have selfish motives."

'Boom~'

Hearing Deng Wei's words, everyone present showed a hint of surprise on their faces and talked about it.

In fact, they knew that Deng Wei had selfish motives without Deng Wei saying it, but they never expected that Deng Wei would say it publicly.

Deng Wei ignored the whispers among the crowd and continued, "Everyone knows how He Liansheng came about."

"Long Gen, I understand that you don't want your sect to perish. No one here wants that to happen, but if the society allows one family to dominate, won't the other eight families also be at risk of extinction?"

"I don't deny that Jun is very capable, and the uncles and aunts present here have also witnessed it. But it is precisely because of this that I do not agree with Jun being the person in charge of District 9."

"Don't forget, Jun is not yet 30 years old this year. If he becomes the leader of District 5 now, the next election will have to elect the leader. Even if he fails, what about the next election? By then, he will only be in his early s."

"We can't let a leader in his early 30s become an uncle after he retires, right? Will he want to be the leader again? If he wants to be the leader again, what will we elders do?"

As Deng Wei slowly spoke, the expressions of some uncles and aunts changed slightly.

"Everyone, I, Deng Wei, recognize Ajun's contributions and abilities, but he is too young. Even if it means offending Ajun, I, Deng Wei, will suppress him for a few years and then let him take over as the boss of District 0."

Deng Wei said loudly with a 'righteous' look on his face.

After saying this, Deng Wei lit a stick of incense, inserted it into the incense burner, and slowly said, "Everyone, vote. Those who agree that Ajun should be the leader of District 9 raise your hands. The vote will be valid until this stick of incense burns out."

As Deng Wei finished speaking, Long Gen, Tank, Da She and A Jian immediately raised their right hands.

These four votes were already within Deng Wei's expectations, so his expression did not change at all.

Today, He Liansheng has a total of 17 uncles, which means that Zhou Wenjun needs to get 9 votes to become the leader of District 6.

Deng Wei alone holds six votes, plus the vote from the string, he doesn't think he can't even hold on to 2 votes. In Deng Wei's opinion, he should be able to handle at least the 3 votes in Xiao Gui's hands.

At this time, the two uncles, Kuangshe and Kunlong, who were sitting next to Chuanbao, also raised their right hands.

Seeing the two uncles raising their hands, Deng Wei's eyes moved slightly. He knew that these two uncles were Big D's people. When they raised their hands, it meant that Big D and Zhou Wenjun stood together.

This moved Deng Wei a little, and soon, the incense stick was half burned.