"Hahaha".

Hearing that the "Henderson Workers' Rights Protection Association" was actually a gang organization that collected mediation fees, and it also drove away another gang to take office, such a dramatic plot made Guo Xiaosheng couldn't help laughing.

The managers of the construction team are very eloquent, and he talked about the battle between Xiong Baizhou and the Liaodong Gang, and even Guo Zijing, who came in halfway, listened with great interest.

However, Guo Xiaosheng's reaction was obviously unexpected, and the manager of the construction team cramped and tentatively said: "Mr. Guo, do you want me to find a way to settle this protection association?"

Guo Xiaosheng waved his hand: "No."

Because the construction progress of the Yinxin Building did not lag behind expectations, Guo Xiaosheng was very relaxed, and the nature of the conversation was a little higher: "In Hong Kong, gang organizations are part of the structure of social organizations, and hundreds of thousands of people eat under the protection of gang organizations. ”

"But in the mainland, because there is no such soil, so there is no real underworld, 10,000 steps back, even if that Xiong Baizhou really has the nature of the underworld, it is also bred in the context of this era, as long as it does not affect the construction period of the Yinxin Building, don't care about them. “

Kwok Hsiao-sheng has an extraordinary bearing, and Hong Kong people also have a certain tolerance for this kind of organization.

The manager of the construction team secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, if he really wanted to eradicate Xiong Baizhou's group, it would actually take a lot of money, since the big boss said that everything would follow fate, it would be easy to do.

Guo Xiaosheng asked again: "How old is that Xiong Baizhou, I don't know how it compares with our double-flower red sticks in Hong Kong?"

"I think I'm only 17 years old."

"How old?"

"17 years old!"

This is the age when Xiong Baizhou deliberately passed it out.

"The mainland is really still a lot of people, there are countless reckless heroes, now in this era, it is the moment when these characters emerge, this time to the mainland time schedule is very tight, but if you are free, remember to invite this Xiong Baizhou to sit down, I also want to meet this rising in the Yinxin Building. “

Guo Xiaosheng heard that Xiong Baizhou was only 17 years old, and suddenly wanted to see him.

At this time, Xiong Baizhou, who was called "the talker" by Guo Xiaosheng, was sweating and cleaning up the garbage.

Originally, the Liaodong Gang was driven away, and Xiong Baizhou could have more energy to think and plan the next step, so Xiong Baizhou bought the "Guangdong East Economic News" in the past two days, and as for the development and expansion of this gang organization, Xiong Baizhou never thought about it.

Maybe Sheng Yuanqing and others have this kind of thought, and feel that they can dominate the underground world of Yuecheng under the leadership of Xiong Baizhou.

But Xiong Baizhou's hard work and rebirth are naturally not for the sake of living a life of daily swords and swords.

Because, this era is so beautiful:

At this time, Motorola has released the first generation of mobile phones that can send text messages;

At this time, Changhong's first color TV has been sold out of stock;

At this time, the great era of DVD players that swept the entire land of China is coming;

At this point, ······

In this era when you can bend down and pick up money, how could Xiong Baizhou be in the shadows.

He wants to be in the sun

Overcome obstacles and meet brilliance!

In the past two days, while reading the newspaper, Xiong Baizhou's scattered thoughts in his heart have gradually been twisted into a rope, but there are no clear specific operation steps.

However, because the Liaodong Gang has just been broken up, it is understandable that some of his subordinates want to strive for greater benefits after gaining sweetness, but Xiong Baizhou will not lead these people astray, such an era will soon pass, and in the future, under the iron fist of the people's dictatorship, all underworld organizations will collapse.

Of course, this requires Xiong Baizhou's subtle guidance, for example, the current Xiong Baizhou is particularly low-key, and it should be a moment of high spirits to drive away Sun Yongbao, but Xiong Baizhou is unusually quiet.

Don't underestimate the influence of the leadership core on the group, especially since this group is branded by Xiong Baizhou himself, and Xiong Baizhou's attitude affects the temperament of the entire group.

Even Sheng Yuanqing didn't know how to end it after he got up.

In the evening, when several people got together for dinner, Sheng Yuanqing said a little depressedly: "How do you feel that after driving away Sun Yongbao, it seems that you are too timid." “

"Not only are we timid, but people are not as enthusiastic about us as they used to be. “

A few people said word by word, all of which were the attitudes of other people towards this group in the past few days.

In the end, everyone habitually focused on Xiong Baizhou.

Xiong Baizhou was very calm and said: "That's because we are the successors, and the others haven't figured out our path yet, so we don't know what way to choose." “

"We don't have any roads, they are all rural people", Liu Daxiang interjected.

Xiong Baizhou shook his head: "The social environment is a mirror, the way you treat the environment, the environment will also react on yourself, Sun Yongbao is not good to everyone, so everyone doesn't like him." “

"So how do we get people to like us?"

Xiong Baizhou saw that someone was on the road, and guided with a smile: "Do something that is good for the environment." ”

"Brother Xiong, how can it be considered beneficial to the environment. ”

"I think it's a pity that the grass in the northeast corner is used as a garbage dump, if we can clean up that piece, it should have a good evaluation," Xiong Baizhou finally stated his purpose.

In this way, under the guidance of Xiong Baizhou, everyone happily and actively accepted the work of cleaning the garbage dump.

Moreover, because everyone has to work during the day, this kind of thing can only be done at night, so the group of people pulled, pushed, dug and filled in the silvery moonlight, and spent several days cleaning a piece of domestic garbage dump.

When Xiong Baizhou turned over the last piece of soil, it was almost 12 o'clock in the evening, but Xiong Baizhou's heart was unusually comfortable, a gust of wind blew, and even carried the smell of earth.

There was a granite stone next to the meadow, Xiong Baizhou thought about it, and said to Zhang Hao: "I remember that you can carve characters?"

Zhang Hao used to work as a carpenter, and carving is not a problem.

"Go and get the tools and carve braille on this stone. “

Zhang Hao trotted back to get a hammer and an awl, and asked, "Brother Xiong, what are you carving?"

Xiong Baizhou looked at the surrounding environment, the grass was a little sloped, and the moonlight was just slanting down, wantonly swaying colors that did not belong to the world.

"Moonlight Slope"

The three big characters were steadily carved on the stone, and Xiong Baizhou also found paint and smeared it.

Although the others do not have such a high state of mind as Xiong Baizhou, for the earth-shaking changes in this fast space, as well as the finishing touch, although they can't describe the underworld magnetic field between man and nature in words, they can feel that something is quietly sublimating.

This is the improvement of mind and vision.

······

On the way back to the dormitory, Liu Daxiang couldn't help but ask, "Brother Xiong, will anyone continue to throw garbage there tomorrow?"

"Won't"

"Why?"

"Did anyone dare to throw garbage in front of Sun Yongbao's door before?"