Chapter 154: Conflict at Baishizhou (Fourth Update)

In the office of the business director, Ye Tianlong, who had been busy for a long time, was leaning on the massage chair.

Hua Ruyu, Chen Ling'er, and Zhao Keke divided the work in an orderly manner. Zhao Keke helped Ye Tianlong clean up the house and clean out all Wang Dawei's things. Chen Ling'er also moved in Ye Tianlong's things and arranged them carefully.

Hua Ruyu massaged Ye Tianlong's head.

Ye Tianlong fired more than 20 people including Liu Yongyong and Wang Chunyan in one fell swoop, which immediately had the effect of killing chickens to scare monkeys.

Looking at the eighty resignation letters piled up on the podium, the team leaders or salesmen who were related to Wang Dawei gave up the idea of ​​leaving with Wang Chunyan and Liu Yongyong at all costs.

It’s hard to find a good job these days, but people with two legs are everywhere.

Therefore, until the situation is clear, they will not act rashly, lest they be fired by Ye Tianlong and let their performance and salary become the clothing of others.

Ye Tianlong said that the interests of those who resigned would be equally divided by those who stayed. This was not a small number, so everyone was temporarily calm.

Some people also began to think about how to hold Ye Tianlong's thigh.

Ye Tianlong didn't seem to care about the dark waves outside, and lay on the chair carelessly enjoying Hua Ruyu's massage.

He doesn't care about others criticizing him for being greedy, lustful and self-serving, asking beautiful women to do chores and services for him, and to be a minister. If he doesn't set some unspoken rules, what's the point?

"Mr. Ye, does it look good?"

After ten minutes of massage, Hua Ruyu took a cup of tea and placed it in front of Ye Tianlong and hummed: "Do you want the gap to be wider?"

Obviously she had discovered that Ye Tianlong was peeping. Also, for a person who closed his eyes and relaxed while enjoying a massage, his throat kept crawling. How could he not be suspicious?

"What?"

Ye Tianlong sat up suddenly, his eyes a little hazy: "The Qing Dynasty died?"

"Just pretend."

Hua Ruyu poked Ye Tianlong's forehead angrily: "Pretend to be crazy, you are the best in Chinese medicine."

Ye Tianlong took the tea, took a sip, and then scolded him with a straight face: "Why are you talking to the minister? If you keep talking like this, I will hide you."

"Yeah."

Chen Ling'er, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, shouted: "Team leader, no minister, you are a new official taking office today. If you want to be overjoyed, you can just hide the flowers like rain on the spot."

"Coco and I will guard the door for you. Anyway, the soundproofing effect of this minister's office is top-notch. No one can hear you even if your throat is broken by the rain."

"What are you shouting for? She probably wants to be lurked."

Zhao Keke also echoed with a smile: "At the celebration party, the minister saved face for us, but she shouted that she wanted to marry the minister."

"Minister Ye hooked her fingers. She must have been taking off her clothes while shouting at the officials not to take them."

"You two bad Chinese besties, have you ever ruined me like this?"

Hua Ruyu shouted and rushed forward, got into a ball with her two best friends, and kept laughing: "I will fight with you."

Looking at the three beautiful figures, Ye Tianlong really wanted to rush forward and throw them down.

At this moment, a person suddenly rushed in from outside. Lu Xiaowu appeared in panic, pulled Ye Tianlong and shouted:

"Tianlong, send me back to Baishizhou."

Ye Tianlong was stunned when he saw this: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Lu Xiaowu looked anxious: "The Feilong Gang has gone to Baishi Continent. I'm worried that something will happen to my godmother."

Ye Tianlong trembled: "Negotiation?"

In Baishizhou, the village committee auditorium, which can accommodate 5,000 people, is tense.

On the left, there is a team of hundreds of men, old, middle-aged and young, including tenant wives, noble uncles and villagers, mixed with a dozen burly security guards holding electric batons.

On the right, there are more than 500 Feilong gang members with arrogant nostrils pointing towards the sky, all wearing black clothes and black trousers, holding wooden sticks of different lengths in their hands.

There are sharp weapons in his arms, but he won't take them out unless absolutely necessary.

Among the crowd, Liang Zikuan, Sister Feng, Uncle Ying and others were clearly visible, but the most eye-catching one was an old man in white among them.

The old man was in his fifties, with a kind appearance and calm eyes. He held a fan in his hand and fanned it gently, looking very elegant.

He looked like a professor and scholar, but everyone present knew clearly that this was Liang Xiucai, the boss of the Feilong Gang and the underground king of Beihua District.

Liang Xiucai and the charterer sat at opposite ends of the conference table. Compared to the charterer's increasingly fierce eyes, he had a more harmless smile.

Behind them, the people on both sides stared at each other with angrily eyes, as if they were revenged for killing their fathers. They were constantly holding various weapons in their hands, and they seemed to be ready to start a fight if they disagreed.

Uncle Gui also held his head high. Although he was past the age of showing off his violence, he still supported the village for the future.

"Old man Liang, let me tell you, I, Baishizhou, will never let you enter."

The wind from the air conditioner swept through the middle with a whooshing sound. As if she was awakened, the charterer slapped the table and yelled:

"We can protect ourselves. If we can't, the police station will solve the problem. What do you want, you gangsters? Fifty shops will be rent-free, and all entertainment venues will own 30% of the shares."

"Every year, 20% of the village's profits will be given to you."

The charterer shouted hoarsely: "You think we are crazy and think we have too much money to spend on you?"

The villagers of Baishizhou were also furious, pointing at the Feilong Gang they had been dealing with for many years and shouting:

"That's right, fifty shops, the rent is 20 million a month, rent-free for you to do business, what will we eat?"

"There are 30 entertainment venues in size, and 30% of the shares can be divided into 20 million every year. Add in the profits from the village's shares, and it will be hundreds of millions a year."

"You are too greedy!"

"Yes, and if you are stationed in Baishi Continent, will the security be of any use? Porn, gambling, and drugs will increase more than ten times."

It was related to the vital interests of every villager, and everyone, young and old, was filled with indignation. In order to negotiate with the Feilong Gang, the charterer called almost everyone back to the village.

In other places, they might hide from the underworld, but when they cut their own flesh, everyone is as excited as chicken blood.

"What's your name? What's your name?"

Seeing a group of villagers challenging the Feilong Gang, Liang Zikuan slammed the table and stood up angrily: "Are we going to fight? Believe it or not, I will kill you all?"

"The big fat guy, the short guy, and the black pockmarked guy. You guys scream the loudest. If you have the guts, come out and practice with me... Uncle Ying."

He lit a few villagers on fire, looking extremely excited.

"Shut up!"

At this time, Liang Xiucai suddenly slammed the table and glared at Liang Zikuan: "You bastard, why are you talking to Village Chief Wang?"

"We are here for peace talks today, not a fight. You don't even know that peace is more important? You have destroyed the entire Baishi Continent. What good will it do to our Feilong Gang?"

With a double entendre, he not only reprimanded his son not to be impulsive, but also warned the charterer to be sensible, otherwise Baishizhou would be destroyed.

Liang Zikuan groaned and sat down, but he still pointed out:

"I tell you, Baishizhou must surrender today, otherwise I will kill it without leaving a single piece of armor behind."

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