The Hongmen General Altar of the Thirteenth District.
The Hongmen signboard that has been hanging high on the ceiling for decades has been taken down and the plaque of the Gaul Chinese Business Association has been put up again.
This is an extremely frustrating thing for the Hongmen disciples in District 13. However, Mr. Dong has been in charge of authority for twenty or thirty years, but he has suppressed this dissatisfaction. Go down.
The names of each position have been changed with the replacement of the signboards.
The title of "489 leader" has become a thing of the past. Now there is no longer a series of titles that represent the gang leader, such as "general boss", "talker", "big brother", etc.
According to the position of the association, future members of the association must change their name to President Chen of the association when calling Mr. Dong.
Marshal No. 4382 is the vice president of the association.
The four hundred and twenty-sixth pair of bonus sticks is the chief supervisor of the association.
The 415 white paper fan is the secretary-general.
Four Three Two Straw Sandals are the directors.
Sijiuzai is a member of the association.
The names of all association managers are marked after their positions, all the way down to the directors. As for Sijiuzai, there may be too many people, so they are not on the list.
The original hierarchical system of Hongmen in Jianghu was put on new clothes. In an instant, according to the formal association system, one by one "management talents" were incorporated. It must be said that the airs are now in place. But Riko still hasn’t changed much from before.
Looking at the notice posted at the door, the old guys in Hongmen, including the new members who had just joined, were a little uneasy.
I don’t know why Duan Duan is making it so troublesome. Basically, everyone doesn’t understand what Mr. Dong’s intentions are.
But the following lines have already reminded you that the title must be changed as soon as possible, otherwise you will be punished if you still use the old title after the time limit has passed.
Although it was a bit awkward, everyone also took note of this matter. After all, it was still fun to make fun of what Mr. Dong officially posted.
"Hey, Ayao, you are now the chief supervisor of our association. Please tell me about this chief supervisor and what he is responsible for."
"The specific articles of association, Mr. Dong, follow The other vice-presidents are still formulating it, but it should not be much different from the original one. When the announcement comes out, let the master, no, let the secretary-general explain it to everyone."
A Yao, who was guarding the door, said today He didn't even play with the dagger anymore. Seeing that everyone was still not used to the new name, they pinched their noses and yelled, and said in a dull voice.
Inside the association.
A meeting is taking place at this time.
The president of the association sat in the main seat, the vice president sat next to him, and the secretary-general sat behind Mr. Dong, calculating the number of months.
"You have been fighting and killing for a lifetime. In a few years, will you still be able to pick up a knife? Times have changed. Knives are not as fast as guns. You can't even hide. Look at what happened to Feng Wanshan. ”
“Everything must be prepared for a rainy day. Those people in Italy have becomeTrading company, can't you see it? Go out more and see what the outside of District 13 is like now. Don't always stay in your own territory and only guard your own one-third of an acre. You should have a long-term perspective."
Dong Ye, who was sitting in the main seat, looked tired at this time. It seemed that he had been in constant meetings these days and had not had a good rest.
But his words were still sonorous and powerful. The original deputy gang leader, the second marshal, and the current vice president lowered their heads.
"But, president, it still feels a bit awkward. We don't have much water. No matter how much tax you pay them, there won’t be much money left.”
One of them looked embarrassed. He was in charge of the shops. The shops in Chinatown themselves were not doing well. Sometimes they paid less and sometimes even less. We still have to support so many people and pay money to the Gallic authorities. We haven’t paid it for so many years. If we pay it now, we will definitely lose money later.
“What is the reason for the bad business, Yuan. Vice President, tell me"
Dong Ye waved his hand and did not let anyone else speak. Instead, he looked at the person who gave the opinion with bright eyes and asked in a deep voice.
“People in my hometown don’t have much money. Unless they have to buy something, who will buy it? They don’t buy it, and no one else comes to buy it. Just like Tailor Zhang, he doesn’t make ready-made clothes now, and the tailor shop only sews all day long. The fees for sewing and mending are all coppers."
"And what's more?"
"Even the Yangtze Hotel, which has the most customers, is the same. Sanlian helps those grandsons, get food, get cards, and eat. Even if they don’t give me any money, just because the business is good, Manager Hu doesn’t want to do it anymore.”
After speaking bravely, Vice President Yuan glanced at the boss cautiously, saying that these things will be done right away The statistics will be finished. Instead of waiting for him to say it, it is better to tell the reason yourself first.
"That's right."
"No one, no foreigners, all in one street." People from my hometown know that they haven’t made much money in the past few years. How can they spend it if they don’t have money? If they don’t spend it, there will be no fees.”
“Although Chinatown is called Chinatown, we can no longer turn away foreigners. Outside the door, any more grouping will only make them more reluctant to come, they are the ones who can get the money."
Dong Ye punched the faucet stick in his hand, one eye did not move, and the other He looked at everyone in the audience.
"So, we have to change. Let's see if Italy and their trading companies are blocking foreigners. They only sell noodles on one street. There are so many pizzas, and their business is booming. However, when they reach our street, their customers turn around and go back. How can we collect the fees?"
"Everyone at the gate at the gate has evacuated, don't worry. We gather together again and again. The mountain gate is our plaque, but the plaque cannot be exchanged for food. Guarding it will shut out the gold and silver mountains, scaring others from coming in. ”
Master Dong tapped lightly on the table. Secretary-General Song behind him placed the black and white photo in the notebook beside the table. Master Dong threw it away casually.
Looking at the photos scattered in the middle of the table, the participants subconsciously glanced at it, they all saw the bustling scene on the Italian street, with tourists coming and going, but on the other hand, Chinatown itself was deserted.
"Then, what if those people come here to cause trouble again?"
"We have paid taxes, and the police at the other towers have to take care of us. We are making a legitimate living, not going astray. Door, what are you afraid of?"
"Now is different from the past. I won't let you get involved in those pickling things. Because of these, business cannot be done behind closed doors. If you are still contaminated with those things, When you go down to the Nine Gates, the police will not arrest others first, they will arrest you first. If you are doing something upright, you should stand upright."
Vice presidents, look at me. Look at you, I didn’t expect Mr. Dong to give this answer. In the past, he fought hard and didn’t even think about going to the police and handled the matter himself.
"We don't pay taxes and continue to act as before. That won't work. The outside world is changing, and Italians have adapted. If we still do things according to the rules of the world, it will be giving people a handle and succeeding. The one who stands out will be shot."
After Secretary Song tallied up last month's fees, Mr. Dong looked at it and shook his head with some disappointment, but he didn't criticize anything, because He knew that all this could not be simply blamed on a few old guys. Along the way, they had seen all kinds of dark sides of society, letting them eat their brains and think about how to change. It was better to give direct orders.
"The Chairman of the Board of Supervisors will be responsible for this. If you really want to play dirty, let Ah Yao play with them, but for any conflicts on the street, call the police"
"What if they don't care about it? I've seen them take care of it before."
Another person reminded in a low voice that now it has been changed into an association, and people can't fight back if they mess up. They even go to the police. The impact on one generation’s thinking was too great, and it was a bit too frustrating.
"It turns out that starting from this month we pay taxes according to their regulations, then we are taxpayers. If they don't come over, we can complain and go to newspapers and reporters, but there can be no conflicts, let alone If you kill people in the street, others will not dare to come."
"What about the martial arts hall?"
"The martial arts hall, there is no war now, so there is no need to worry about the children being sent to the battlefield. Some smart people told their parents that the association would sign them up to serve as soldiers in the Waiguo Army. Their soldiers were different from us. They liked to recruit outsiders to maintain order on the streets, and they also needed to understand their native language. ”
“The people who come out of the martial arts hall have nothing to say about their skills. One of them can beat four or five of them, but their speech may be lacking. If you send them here, you can learn Gallic dialect, and you don’t need to find a teacher. If you are assigned here after passing the exam, you will be more useful than Ayao and the others in the future."
If what he said before made everyone unbelievable, then this remark was shocking. No one expected it, and he mentioned it casually. , the president actually asked the foundation of their gang to serve as soldiers.
"Well, isn't that what it means to be an errand?"
"What's wrong with being an errand? It's no better than being a gangster on the street.", as long as you learn what they say, you can still take the police exam, and if you don't do well, you can still enter a factory. The taxes we pay will just come back in circles. With income below, Chinatown can prosper, and people below have no money. , Our bones are soft, but our words are not hard.”
“After paying taxes, we can’t feed so many people, but we can let them feed them. Hundreds of thousands of people are here, and we want to integrate in. They must have our people, otherwise none of them will understand what we say. This matter cannot wait, we must take the initiative."
At the beginning, everyone may not be able to turn this corner, but as long as they use their brains a little, winter can Ye’s advice is somewhat interesting.
“The most important thing is the Sanlian Gang. If our momentum is weak, there will be no one to protect our hometown people.”
The other left the most important question for the end, and now everyone looked at President Dong Ye again.
"Don't worry about the Sanlian Gang, they won't be arrogant for long. From now on, stay away from them. We will follow our right path. Don’t blame me for not reminding you that if anyone is dealing with them in private, if something unexpected happens later, the association will not intervene."
"Today That’s it, let’s not talk about anything else. You go back and gather together, and compile these into a charter. Things have to be done quickly, we don’t have much time.”
The slightly tired Mr. Dong waved his hand, and then He stood up with the faucet stick, and the others quickly bowed after standing up, and then left
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