Chinese Hou Wenjun looked back on his 85 years, and he also experienced a lot of big things, first he made a A goods business, and then the big guy was arrested, the old top was cut down, and he had thousands of people, etc., in general, this year was quite smooth. However, Hou Wenjun's biggest trouble now is that he has risen too fast, and his team (Chen Zhicheng, B Zai and others) can't keep up with his speed.

The second day after returning to Hong Kong was the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, so Hou Wenjun informed Chen Zhicheng and others to gather all the brothers the day before he returned, and set up thirty or forty tables at Fulin at noon to prepare for the New Year. Of course, the group of people in his regular company, Hou Wenjun, did not forget Jì, not to mention Uncle Qiu and others, the clerks, accountants and others who were formally recruited in Gionee Real Estate were also notified to be present.

Today can be said to be a large collection of all Hou Wenjun's team, Hou Wenjun took the big head, B boy and other personal brothers to wrap up the red envelope at home in one morning, Hou Wenjun, who has made a lot of money this year, is not stingy, and every red envelope is 1000 yuan in cash.

Before 11 o'clock at noon, B Tsai drove Mercedes-Benz to Fulin with Hou Wenjun.

"Feihong, it's so early." Ah Hu, who had just arrived at the gate of Fulin and was about to park, saw Feihong, who had been collected in Tsz Yun Mountain, with a dozen younger brothers driving a van over.

Feihong saw Brother Tiger at the door, and hurriedly got out of the car to greet him, "Brother Tiger, of course, today's boss is in the New Year, it's not okay if you don't come early, by the way, bring these little brothers over to see and learn." ”

The outspoken Ah Hu saw Feihong squeezed over with a van, so he said loudly: "Feihong, there are so many people, you just drive a van and don't crowd it?" ”

Fei Hong listened to Ah Hu's words and was immediately red-faced, MGB, you don't say this is going to die, more than a dozen people squeezed to death, of course, squeezed people to death. Feihong's face began to look ugly.

It happened that Hou Wenjun also got out of the car and walked over, but Ah Hu was blocked by Feihong's people and didn't see it, and Feihong and the others turned their backs to Hou Wenjun.

Hou Wenjun immediately continued, "Ah Hu, what are you talking about?" So happy? ”

A group of people heard Hou Wenjun's voice and hurriedly followed the reputation, only to see Hou Wenjun, who was dressed in a casual suit, accompanied by B boy, Datou and others.

"Brother Jun" "Brother Jun"

Ah Hu, Fei Hong and the others immediately shouted at Hou Wenjun.

Fei Hong turned around and lectured to the little brother behind him, "Call people, call the boss." As he spoke, he pointed at Hou Wenjun, and after the dozen or so younger brothers behind him bowed to Hou Wenjun and called "boss", Feihong continued to say to Hou Wenjun: "Brother Jun, I will take this group of junior brothers to open your eyes today. ”

After hearing this, Hou Wenjun smiled and said, "Feihong, if you have a lottery at night, it depends on your luck, see if you can drive a Mercedes-Benz back." I think you're ready, and you're going to change your shotgun tonight. Hou Wenjun opened his mouth to laugh at Fei Hong, who said what he said, Hou Wenjun said that it not only alleviated Fei Hong's embarrassment just now, but also showed that Ah Hu's words just now were an unintentional joke.

As he spoke, Hou Wenjun led the group of people inside.

Chen Zhichao, who had just entered the hall and was waiting at the door, ran over and whispered to Hou Wenjun, "Ah Jun, there are a lot of people here today, I don't think forty tables are enough." ”

Hou Wenjun smiled and said loudly to Chen Zhichao, "Forty tables is not enough, so open eighty tables." You go to the manager and ask him to get ready for an extra seat. ”

Hou Wenjun saw Feihong at the door and knew that forty tables today would definitely not be enough, and Feihong alone would bring more than a dozen younger brothers, and others might have brought a lot.

Today, Hou Wenjun's first reunion year, everyone brought all the people to come, one is to cheer Hou Wenjun, and the other is to give himself a long face, if there are two or three kittens around him, how to mix with his peers in the future.

Chen Zhichao hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "You are cheating on eating and drinking, Ajun, you are too generous." ”

After hearing this, Hou Wenjun shook his head and said, "How much can you eat me?" You can do it. ”

As he spoke, Hou Wenjun walked into the venue with a smile and said hello to the younger brothers.

"Brother Rong (saliva Rong, who helped Hou Wenjun sell A goods, everyone remembers. You're here too, drink a little more today, you're cool and I'm happy. Hou Wenjun laughed loudly when he saw Saliva Rong who walked up to him and greeted him.

"Brother Jun, today you are reunited, I salivate and say that I will come." The Ah Jun in the mouth of the saliva Rong was also upgraded to Brother Jun.

"It's a pity that I heard that Silly Qiang went in, otherwise today, the 8 units that we engaged in A goods together today would be considered a review of last year." Hou Wenjun is also a little sorry that Silly Qiang can't come, these are the people who witnessed Hou Wenjun's rise.

PS: Silly Qiang was sentenced to two years for the wounding case.

"Jun, Happy New Year." Uncle Qiu and the others in the distance also stood up and walked towards Hou Wenjun to say hello when they saw Hou Wenjun's arrival.

Hou Wenjun watched Uncle Qiu and others come over, and said to Shui Rong with a smile, "Brother Rong, I'll draw a lottery, I'm so lucky today." I'll go over for a moment. ”

"Brother Jun, you are busy first, I'll go and gamble with Ah Long and them." Shui Rong also retreated with a good understanding.

After Hou Wenjun patted Saliva Rong's arm, he nodded and walked towards Uncle Qiu and the others.

"Ah Jun, isn't it too high-profile for today's multi-person reunion?" Uncle Qiu, who is also a serious person, whispered to Hou Wenjun.

"Uncle Qiu, I'm afraid I'll have to stay in the mainland most of the time next year, and it's hard to get the younger brothers together if I have a chance." Hou Wenjun explained with a smile. Today's dinner can be regarded as Hou Wenjun's buying of people's hearts, after all, he has not risen for a long time, and he will be in the mainland for a long time next year, and the people in Hong Kong must also be appeased, otherwise who will collect and sell goods for him.

Hou Wenjun smiled and patted Uncle Qiu and walked towards Uncle Qiu's side, the people here are basically employees from Hou Wenjun's regular company. There are not many people, Uncle Qiu and other 13 bosses, plus the management personnel recruited by mainland garment factories in Hong Kong, there are only two tables in total, and the other table is the clerk and accountant of Hou Wenjun's Gionee Real Estate, Hou Wenjun also smiled and said hello.

Hou Wenjun said to the three tables at the front of the left, "Don't have any burdens in today's reunion, you are all from your own people, don't be too restrained." Looking at the few female clerks at these tables and some of the more honest employees who were a little afraid, Hou Wenjun comforted loudly.

"Four eyes greet them well, Uncle Chen, don't you always like to gamble? Ah Hu, it's not like you don't know each other, let's go over and play two together. "Hou Wenjun tried his best to mix the two groups together, so that Wei and Jin were clearly not good.

Although he knew that the people here were a little more peaceful, he didn't believe that in this era, no one had one or two friends or relatives who were old boys.

Hou Wenjun smiled and greeted him in the field, and he could be regarded as showing his portrait in front of all the younger brothers and the younger brothers, showing himself. Otherwise, some say that they follow Hou Wenjun, but they don't even know what he looks like, can the little brother have a sense of belonging? Can you concentrate on helping him make money?

When Hou Wenjun greeted everyone before the New Year's dinner, the Kwun Tong Police Station (There are police stations in 18 districts of Hong Kong, which is equivalent to our police station. It is also divided into four major sub-stations, namely Hong Kong Island, New Territories, East and West Kowloon, and the more advanced departments such as the Serious Crime Division and O-Kee are all under the management of the sub-bureaus, and there are no such posts in the police station. The slivers in the gang are also ready to deal with emergencies, and the team is led by the chief inspector of the East Kowloon Anti-Black Team - Moran.

Moran doesn't like names that people call, because he is a man, and a bit of a macho man, this name is too feminine, so he doesn't like it very much, but unfortunately there is no way that the ghost guy has a Chinese name these years, not to mention that his mother is still a Chinese mixed-race, of course, this name was also given to him by his deceased mother. So Moran usually calls him Officer Mo or Mike.

To be honest, even Mike doesn't like his current position, he used to do a good job in the Flying Tigers, but who knew that he offended the first brother of the Flying Tigers, Ren Darong, and was kicked out by him. At the beginning of the year, it was dropped in East Kowloon, the area with the strictest crime of the underworld organization (the Kowloon Walled City is in East Kowloon).

is a group of old miscellaneous officers (refers to people who are police officers but interact with underworld figures, and are very familiar with both black and white, but people who can keep their hearts and know that they are policemen, and those who can't keep their hearts or are too underworld policemen were all brought out of the police force in the 70s), and it is not a star and a half worse than his previous Flying Tiger elite.

"Rotten gambler, are you allowed to collect the wind? Is this Hou Wenjun really just a reunion year? Hundreds of people, if something happens, it will be a big disaster. Mike said a little uneasy.

Originally, this Officer Mo was preparing to clear the scene and not let Hou Wenjun's people gather. But his rotten gambling dong strongly opposed his suggestion, because the rotten gambling dong knew that today was the first reunion year of the newly rising Hou Wenjun, if the police swept his field, I don't know how this guy would react, and he was not afraid to ask his younger brother to make trouble or something, in case this guy went through the procedure to complain that he would be in trouble, and he followed the fourth uncle and Guo Sheng to mix, not to mention that he was rotten gambling dong, even if this new ghost guy was going to be cooked.

Of course, these are all Chen Zhichao's greetings to the rotten gambler in advance.

In the 80s, it was also the norm for the big guy to take the younger brother for the reunion year, and I didn't want to be swept away by the party in the later period. This was also one of the results of the indulgence of the British government in Hong Kong at that time.

"Don't worry, Hou Wenjun, this guy is a brain-eater, what's the benefit of doing it against the police?" The rotten gambler said with some disdain at his boss's Mike's words.

"Then we can't do nothing, right?" Mike was still a little uneasy and said, this guy is really afraid that he has not yet sat firmly in this position, and if something happens to him, he will be given a little more trouble, and he, the chief inspector, will not want to be promoted in this life.

After hearing Mike's words, the rotten gambler looked at the military uniform standing by behind him and said, "What do you mean by not doing anything, so many people are on standby, have you ever been a family?" ”

The rotten gambling boss really looks down on this ghost boss who doesn't understand anything, so he's really stupid in training. I don't know how to do it, drop this guy here, I'm cǎo.

No matter how the rotten gambler complained about his boss in his heart, Hou Wenjun's reunion dinner officially began.

"Uncles, eldest brothers, and younger brothers, today is the first time we have such a neat reunion, and I also take this opportunity to come on stage to show my face. B boy stood on the stage with a smile and started to host the work, of course, it was not formal, so he just opened a scene to invite Wenjun to play.

Hou Wenjun shook his head, thinking about how to invite a star host next year, but his feet were not slow, he walked up to the stage in three or two steps, picked up the microphone and said to everyone, "It's rare for everyone to get together today, I, Hou Wenjun, am very happy, and today I am happy that everyone should be happy." The big head asked me before, Brother Jun, why did you arrange the reunion at noon? I told him that I arranged the reunion at noon, hoping that everyone would be busy outside for a year, so that you would have time to reunite with your family in the evening. Okay, that's all I have to say, and the reunion activities will officially begin. ”

After speaking, Hou Wenjun turned around and sat on the chair brought by the big head behind him, and Chen Zhichao was the first to take his younger brothers to start greeting Hou Wenjun.

"I wish the big guy, a happy new year, and next year will be more prosperous than this year."

Chen Zhichao and others had obviously rehearsed beforehand, and dozens of people also had uniform voices.

Hou Wenjun sat on the chair and said loudly with a smile, "Okay, and congratulations to everyone on a happy new year, next year will be more prosperous than this year." ”

After hearing Hou Wenjun's words, the big head standing on the side led everyone to initiate red envelopes one by one.

To be honest, Hou Wenjun didn't expect that nearly 500 people would be present today, and nearly 50 tables were seated (about 10 people per table), and the 400 red envelopes prepared before were obviously not enough, which were all newly added by his temporary arrangement.

After Chen Zhichao went down, the two brothers Ah Long and Ah Hu also brought people over to wait for Wen Jun to pay tribute to the New Year, so naturally they would have a 1,000 yuan red envelope per person.

Today, Hou Wenjun is bleeding profusely, and the 50 tables of banquets are more than 30 tens of thousands, plus a thousand yuan red envelopes for each person present and a lottery when the meal officially begins, Hou Wenjun has dropped millions of yuan in this meal.

Hou Wenjun has never been a stingy person, he is saying that he has indeed made a lot of money this year, and he still gives it to Hou Wenjun, who spends one million or hundreds of thousands of dollars once a year.