With the help of the $100 million left by Li Xiaogang, plus the membership fees paid by the members, and the ubiquitous Chinese scattered in country M, the economic power of the Chinese Federation is increasing day by day, and it is constantly creating economic myths one after another.

Gradually, even without relying on the membership dues of the members, the Chinese Federation can easily pay the daily expenses of the Federation, and form a strong financial backing to support the financing needs of its members at any time and help them beat their competitors.

The people of country M do not want such a large alien force to appear in the society they dominate. By the time they found out, however, it was too late.

Unable to eliminate the Chinese Federation in infancy, the people of country M had no choice but to try their best to appease and win over such a soft policy. Fortunately, the ancient oriental civilization and 5,000 years of cultural accumulation have given the Chinese people a charm of gentleness and peace.

The leaders of country M were pleased to find that the emergence of the Chinese Federation not only did not bring instability to the society, but also restrained most of the Chinese in the United States very well, and the social order changed for the better at a very rapid pace.

Slowly, country M gradually relaxed its vigilance and surveillance of the Chinese Federation, and the Chinese Federation ushered in its most golden era.

Today's Hong Tao is no longer the young man who wears jeans and eats in Uncle Lao's restaurant, but a calm, capable, and wise man who is shrewd and successful.

He has been selected as one of the most influential public figures in country M by major media magazines many times, the idol in the hearts of all girls, the person most likely to change the history of country M, and even the media claim that he is very likely to become the first Chinese president in the history of country M.

Here I can't help but sigh again about Li Xiaogang's ability to recognize people and use talents.

excavated such a piece of natural jade.

Uncle Lao was holding a newspaper in his hand, and on the front page of the newspaper, it was the famous commentator of country M who published it very long. But sharply worded, aggressive comments.

Slowly raising his head, Uncle Lao looked at Hong Tao and said faintly: "You asked you to write this comment?" ”

Hong Tao shook his head and said, "Every word of this comment was written by me, but it was just signed by a foreigner's name."

I just want to show the people of China, in the eyes of the people of M. What kind of people are they! Although it is not enough to deaf and deafening. But it should also be useful. This is the last thing we can do for Brother Gang! ”

"I don't believe he's going to die!"

Wen Yu suddenly stood up and said with some determination.

Hong Tao and Uncle Lao thought that Wenyu was unwilling to accept such a reality, and Hong Tao said in a deep and melancholy manner: "Wenyu." We know you're feeling right now, and we're in the same mood as you, but I've seen that video, just brother...... He's really dead! Before he died, he didn't even get to see the power of the Chinese Federation......"

"You ...... Never mind. I'm too lazy to ramble with you. Hong Tao, Uncle Lao doesn't know, don't you know how high his martial arts are? A small bullet can end his life? I don't believe it if I die! ”

Even if Wenyu was persuading Hong Tao and Uncle Lao, he was also convincing himself.

"But if a person wants to die, even a small toothpick is enough to know himself......" Hong Tao shook his head and said.

Wen Yu glared at Hong Tao hatefully, and said with dissatisfaction: "Okay! Since you don't believe it. I can't help it, but I can force him out. Wait and see! ”

After speaking, Wen Yu staggered back upstairs.

Uncle Lao glanced at her with some concern, and said to Hong Tao: "This girl, you see her cold on weekdays." But her heart is warm, and she talks about feelings the most.

You have to watch her well for the past few days and don't let her have an accident. Hong Tao nodded and said, "I know."

After a while, she slowly accepts this reality, and it will be fine! Tomorrow is Brother Gang's memorial service, and although I can't go back in person, I have already asked people to prepare wreaths, elegiac couplets, and personally send someone back. ”

Uncle Lao frowned and said, "Is there really no way to go back?" Xiao Gang's kindness to you is comparable to the grace of your parents who gave birth to you, how should you give him this last journey. ”

Hong Tao said with a sad face: "Tomorrow, the president of country M has made an appointment with me to meet, and this meeting is likely to affect the interests of all Chinese in M, and I can't help but go."

Also, because of the relationship between Chinatown, the Chinese in Jiushan stubbornly accept their own small gang and refuse to join our Chinese Federation, and I have to try my best to persuade them, headache! ”

Uncle Lao sighed and said, "Then you can do it yourself." ”

……

On Li Xiaogang's memorial day, the sky was high and the clouds were light and the sun was shining.

Heaven doesn't seem to understand how people feel at this time.

Scar carefully prepared a grand memorial service for Li Xiaogang, with such a high specification and large scale, it is simply a hero, an emperor's funeral.

Thousands of white couplets fluttered in the wind, and thousands of wreaths were discharged for several kilometers.

Countless golden chrysanthemums gather together to form a sea of gold, which makes people look refreshed and smell refreshing, and almost fall into this burst of fragrant wind.

The vermilion coffin lies quietly behind the chrysanthemum, and the chrysanthemum isolates the coffin from the crowd from a distance, so that people can only look at it from a distance but not up close.

In the center of the mourning hall hangs a huge portrait of Li Xiaogang, with a warm and mysterious smile on his face, a pair of eyes shining, exuding infinite brilliance.

People can't help but sigh for a while.

In front of the mourning hall, thousands of Lightning Gang brothers wearing black suits, white shirts, and black ties stood silently and neatly in two groups, looking down from the sky, it was like two black straight lines, stretching for several kilometers.

It forms an aisle sprinkled with chrysanthemum petals, like a golden road leading the soul to heaven.

What is ironic is that at this time, Scar was in the mourning hall arranged for Li Xiaogang, and then Li Xiaogang called.

Li Xiaogang, who only heard on the phone, seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and blamed: "Scar, you kid is too extravagant!" The ancient emperors didn't die so ceremoniously, aren't you wasting money? ”

Scar smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Gang, you finally died once, and you let me do my filial piety." ”

Li Xiaogang couldn't help but pluck out his ears and muttered, "Why do I feel a little awkward when I hear what you say?" ”

Scar laughed and said: "Don't feel awkward first, don't worry, I will definitely make your funeral a phoenix light, so that you can die with face!" ”

Li Xiaogang coughed and said, "Boy, you can figure it out, I'm not dead yet!" ”

Scar was stunned for a moment, and said with some embarrassment: "That...... I'm so involved in that, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, hehe......"

Li Xiaogang sighed helplessly and said: "Whatever, you can do whatever you want, I want to take the opportunity to rest and rest anyway." This is all thanks to Dong Feifei, if it weren't for her, I wouldn't have come up with such a good idea.

Okay, let me know what's going on over there immediately, this number can only be known to you, if someone else knows, then I'll come back and give you a funeral ten times more grand than the one now! ”

Scar smiled: "Don't worry, Brother Gang!" It's not that you don't know that I'm a person, my mouth is tight, and I promise to keep my mouth shut, and you just need to reassure yourself for a vacation......"

Scar still wanted to talk to Li Xiaogang in the vernacular, but suddenly heard a sound of footsteps behind him, hurriedly put away the phone, and beat his chest and cried.

"Alright, don't pretend, it's me!"

The person who came turned out to be Shanshan, and when he saw the appearance of Scar, he said with a smile.

Scar looked back and saw that it was Shanshan, so he stopped crying, blew his nose vigorously, wiped his hand on the coffin, wiped his nose clean, and said, "Really, I thought it was?" Don't take you so scary!

Shanshan looked at Scar's movements, and said a little angrily: "Hey, are you mistaken, this is Brother Gang's coffin, you actually blew your nose on it, this is too outrageous, right?" ”

Scar glared at her and said, "What Brother Gang's coffin, this contains a dead dog I picked up on the road!" Those guys treated Brother Gang like that, and I asked them to bow down for a dead dog. This can be regarded as a bad breath for Brother Gang. Hearing Scar's words, Shanshan was stunned, and then couldn't help giggling and said, "No wonder Brother Gang asked you to take over the lightning at the beginning, you are really not ordinary bad!" ”

Scar smiled and said, "If I'm not bad, how can you fall in love with me?" Hehe......" Shanshan slapped away the claws stretched out by Scar, and scolded in a coquettish voice: "Okay, be honest, if there is a flaw at that time, Brother Gang will blame it, but no one will help you intercede!" ”

Scar waved his hand indifferently and said, "Don't worry, those fools can't see anything!" ”

"By the way, there are already a lot of people coming to the memorial service outside, is it time to let them in?" Shanshan asked.

Scar nodded, whispered a few words to the big men in black, word of mouth, and soon the news reached the ears of the brothers who were in charge of guarding the entrance to the memorial service, and they began to let them go, and the memorial service officially began.

The first to pour in were countless journalists.

Scar glanced at them in disgust, only to find that each of the reporters was wearing a press card that represented them, but none of them had a camera, a microphone, or even a camera.

I saw them consciously lined up in rows, walked to Li Xiaogang's spirit in turn, and looked at Li Xiaogang's coffin from a distance across the chrysanthemums, put flowers on them, and bowed.

The look is lonely and sincere, not like a fake.

Scar was amazed and a little puzzled, as if it was just one night, and then all the reporters suddenly changed sex.

Scar has even secretly prepared a group of thugs, and when these reporters ask him all kinds of ridiculous questions like mad dogs, he will be in front of Li Xiaogang's mourning hall and teach them a good lesson for Li Xiaogang. (To be continued.) (。 ))