"Miss Yu is young, she sat on the two docks of the museum, worth hundreds of millions, what a gratifying congratulations!" At the reception, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses congratulated Yu Qingcheng. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info this boss Yu Chengcheng is very familiar, it is Wu Chaofan's father Wu Dekai, he is also the highest status person among the shareholders of the dock today. Originally, the delivery of the wharves in Chaozhou and Shantou must have been held by Boss Huo and Lord Chen.

But on this occasion, it was inconvenient for them to appear, so they entrusted a third party to preside over the ribbon cutting. However, Yu Qingcheng didn't expect that this big guy would actually be Wu Dekai, the boss of Lun Yu, and he actually had such a high status!" Wu Chaofan's father is so deeply hidden, he is actually the boss on the dock like Lord Chen! ”

The thought in his heart flashed, and Yu Qingcheng hurriedly said modestly: "The boss has a good reputation, this is all the favor of Master Chen, as well as the promotion of your predecessors, how dare Yu be greedy for the merits of the sky." ”

"Haha, sure enough, he is a hero from ancient times. Wu Dekai shook hands with Yu Tingcheng, looking like a harmonious and somewhat funny elder, very similar to when Liu Cheng first saw him. However, the current Yu Chengcheng will no longer be confused by Wu Dekai's appearance, if it is said that Lord Chen is righteous and Boss Huo is generous, this Wu Dekai is obviously the kind of person who has deep scheming.

Slowly, Wu Dekai and Yu Chengcheng introduced the shareholders present one by one, and many people were also interested in her, asking long and short questions.

"Miss Yu, I heard that you have a good relationship with Miss Chen in Taiwan, are you interested in going to Taiwan for development?"

"Master Chen and I are just friends in the martial arts world, it's okay to travel to Taiwan, but it's really not good to develop a career......

"Miss Yu, do you have a boyfriend?"

"No comment!"

Although the soldiers of the Special Intelligence Department pretended to be Yu Tingcheng's bodyguards and occasionally stopped some idlers who were not careful, they were also amused by Yu Tingcheng's headache. The wharf is no better than officialdom, and many district and city-level leaders have completely opened up in this place, and those wealthy businessmen have not concealed their temperament, surrounding Yu Qingcheng and asking questions. Yu Qingcheng couldn't snub others too much, and he was a little dizzy for a while.

"Please Master Yu cut the ribbon for the pier!" After the opening remarks were finally over, the master of ceremonies opened the red silk curtain that had been prepared long ago. The curtain was lifted, revealing a large signboard, which reads "Righteous Thin Clouds". More than a dozen young ladies wearing cheongsams held trays, and in each tray was a flower ball made of red cloth, which was connected to each other by red silk. This represents more than a dozen of the largest shareholders of the two terminals.

"Please!" Yu Qingcheng, Wu Dekai, Qi Hongjun, and representatives of more than a dozen shareholders gave in to each other, and then stepped on the red carpet together, walked to the red ribbon, and each picked up scissors from the tray. As Yu Tingcheng took the lead in cutting a ribbon, Wu Dekai was second, Qi Hongjun was third, and others also cut the ribbons at hand, and strings of firecrackers were lit on the garden, as if it was the New Year.

After that, Qi Hongjun took a black and shiny wooden stick, drank the wine, and nodded four points at the signboard on the pier: "One point is clear, two points are spiritual! Three points are famous all over the world, and four points are peaceful in the world!" After the incense burner was raised on the long table, Qi Hongjun picked up the two red silk flower balls cut by Yu Tingcheng from the tray and carefully tied them to the two ends of the wooden sticks; finally, he held the wooden stick with both hands and presented it to Yu Tingcheng.

"Please incense the hall owner!"

Yu Tingcheng lit three pillars of incense on the table, worshiped heaven and earth, and then took the wooden stick with both hands, and the people around him burst into warm applause! The wooden stick that Yu Tingcheng took in his hand was called "Shuanghua Red Stick," which represented the signboard of carrying the handle on the dock. In the old society, it was a great honor for a boxer to be able to get such a red stick with a double flower. It can be said that after completing this ceremony, Yu Chengcheng is the real hall of Chaozhou and Shantou Wharf.

At this time, the soldiers of the Special Intelligence Department who were with them also seemed to feel this atmosphere. It turned out that on the docks, there were also very formal etiquette and rules, and they were not as unorganized and undisciplined as they imagined.

After the firecrackers are burned, the garden is filled with the smell of cigarette smoke and medicine.

"Oh, happy event!" Qi Hongjun's fat face was full of red light, and he greeted many shareholders with a smile. "Today, the wharf ushered in another starting point, and business will be booming in the future, and a million profits! Ladies and gentlemen, I have prepared a little thin wine in Shangri-La in the city, and I invite you to enjoy a light meal!"

"I'm going to be bothered here. The shareholders also laughed, as if they had turned into a group of old children after cutting the ribbon. Yu Qingcheng also knew that no matter what the occasion of the Chinese, eating was the most important thing, and the matter should have ended after cutting the ribbon, but Qi Hongjun wanted to invite people to dinner, and she had to hold a scene together. With that, these people got into their cars and headed for the Shangri-La Hotel.

"Allure, you performed well today, if it weren't for a colleague, I really thought you were the one on the dock. Cadillac, Ji Zhe, who was sitting next to Yu Qingcheng, couldn't help but stretch out his thumbs. Yu Tingcheng felt a little funny, she was originally born in the style of training, and to be honest, staying in the army was really a bit nondescript. However, Ji Zhe's words made her secretly vigilant not to be really corroded by the atmosphere on the dock.

Yu Qingcheng was born at the bottom of society and has never received any courtesy. Now being touted by a group of people, cutting ribbons, and carrying handles, to be honest, this feeling is really not bad.

"Back then, Sun Lutang and Li Shuwen also lived their lives like this?......"

The autumn sun is shining, and the breeze is refreshing. The urban area of Shantou City is warm and fragrant. In order to avoid people's eyes, the convoy was very scattered, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Soon, Yu Chengcheng and the others came to the Shangri-La Hotel in the city, and Qi Hongjun had naturally booked more than a dozen good private rooms. The group walked into the corridor with a smile, and suddenly a shareholder's bodyguard pulled over a young man with a camera, and shouted: "Shoot, shoot what!" Yu Qingcheng and they heard the prestige, Qi Hongjun said in a low voice: "This kind of thing is unavoidable, although it is arranged very carefully, but the paparazzi are everywhere." ”

Yu Qingcheng was speechless for a while.

They are low-key, but many of their shareholders are officials in the city, so they will inevitably be recognized and secretly photographed.

Fortunately, the reporter was beaten half to death by the bodyguards, and then he didn't know where he was dragged. Yu Tingcheng also knew that many similar things had happened before, and there were even college students who secretly filmed officials and were beaten by the police. "I still have to be careful not to be photographed by boring people. This dress is mixed in the dock, so that your parents know that you won't be angry?"

Yu Qingcheng can't imagine how his parents would react if they knew that he was a "double-flower red stick".

After October, an autumn rain fell, making the weather much cooler.

Bang!

In a western-style building at Shantou Wharf, a muscular man who had obviously practiced boxing and kicking was shocked and leaned against the wall, unable to stand up for a long time. And the people who were with him all looked a little sluggish, because the girl on the other side, who didn't look strong, actually squeezed a two-hundred-pound big man with just one shoulder, and squeezed a two-hundred-pound big man to the wall.

This is a scene that has appeared on the dock every once in a while.

"Master Cai is really good at kung fu, it was Yu who took advantage of it just now, if you want to compete in martial arts, you can set a date, and you can arrange it. Yu Qingcheng, who was wearing a Tang costume, squeezed the big man away, and said a few words with a smile that didn't hurt or itch. Dahan came back to his senses and hurriedly shook his hand: "There is no need for a martial arts competition, you will know the depth of kung fu when you take a hand." You can keep your hand, Cai remembered, and said goodbye. ”

"Alas, Master Cai, don't be in a hurry and leave, my brother has prepared wine and food, how about having a drink together?" The fat manager on the side hurriedly smiled and stopped, it was Qi Hongjun. Master Cai glanced at the younger brothers around him with some shame, and said with a wry smile: "It's okay, it's rare for you to be so polite, and I, Cai, might as well be respectful!"

During this time, because of the arrival of Yu Chengcheng's new museum, many unconvinced people naturally came to the docks in Shantou and Chaozhou. Some went directly to the stage to play black boxing and wanted to sweep the field, while others wanted to propose a martial arts competition to let Yu Qingcheng step down. But many of the people who played black boxing were directly thrown from the ring by Yu Tingcheng, and Yu Tingcheng, who wanted to compete in martial arts, did not directly kill him, but teamed up with others first like today.

After all, now that she is sitting in the hall, she wants to talk about martial arts, and she can't kill people at every turn, so that the enemies will accumulate more and more.

Besides, it is not easy to find Yu Qingcheng to compete, at least there must be more than 100 million bets. You can't expect a "double-flower red stick" who has an identity in both black and white and sits on the docks of both sides of the museum to compete with people casually, that's also unrealistic. Therefore, Yu Chengcheng has only been sitting in the museum for a month, and many unconvinced people are not as arrogant as before. has hard fists, has power, and talks about martial virtues, so if you are not convinced, you can only admit it.

In addition, the people around him are socializing well, and after Master Cai left today, his complexion is obviously much better than when he came.

"Allure, you're getting more and more in this hall. ”

On this day, Ji Zhe, as the manager, came to the room where Yu Chengcheng lived, ready to talk to her privately about the organizational arrangements. Yu Qingcheng was still wearing a Tang suit, holding a teapot in his hand, leaning on the Taishi chair and wandering gracefully, but he really looked like a dock boss. After seeing Ji Zhe, he smiled, she is indeed leisurely in this hall, especially now that there are fewer and fewer people looking for trouble, and other things are taken care of, so you really don't have to worry about everything.

"What's the matter?"

"Now that things on the docks have settled down, the organizational preparations have also taken care of you. Otherwise, sooner or later, you'll really become a double-flower red stick. Ji Zhe looked at Yu Qingcheng's current virtue, and he also felt speechless for a while. "Have you forgotten what Senior Commander Luo said? The organization will arrange for you to study at the party school for a period of nine months. This is an opportunity, especially for civilian cadres, and it is quite fast to be promoted!"

"yes, if you don't say it, I'll forget it. I'm still a member of the Military Commission!" Yu Qingcheng put down the teapot and showed a suddenly realized expression, which made Ji Zhe almost vomit blood.

"I ...... Holy!"