In the north district of Jiangnan City, halfway up the mountainside of a remote urban-rural junction, stands a magnificent Chinese-style manor.

On the tall Chinese-style blue brick archway, there is a large plaque with gold characters on a black background, and the words "Huangfu" are written on it. Underneath the plaque are two bronze gates. On the left is a gold-lacquered animal-faced tin ring with the meaning of "Fu Shou Ruyi", while on the right is a copper ring with the meaning of "Kangshou Ruyi", engraved with eight longevity characters Ruyi's head surrounded by two chrysanthemums.

On both sides of the huge bronze gate stand stone lions of adult height, one male and one female. It is enough to see the identity and status of the main family.

Looking inside, the manor house is completely in the style of a Soviet-style garden.

Green bricks and tiles, green trees and red walls, pavilions and pavilions, small bridges and flowing water are all available. Even on the east side of the estate, an open-air swimming pool was built with ulterior motives.

It can be seen that the main family is a person who pays great attention to the quality of life.

If you want to talk about this person, most of the people in the entire Jiangnan City know that he is the famous gangster in Jiangnan City, the gangster of the gangster of the society and the association - Huang Tianlang.

There is a huge yellow pear dining table in the living room of the villa, and a big red and white mandarin duck hot pot has been placed on the dining table. Around the hot pot, there are meat dishes and vegetarian dishes of all shapes.

Sitting north and facing south was a dark-skinned, bald-headed, thin-looking man.

The man was about 60 years old. He wore a loose linen buckle gown and a pair of plain black Beijing cloth shoes. The most eye-catching thing is that there is a toothy wolf tattooed on his shiny bald head, and there is a calligraphy and painting behind him.

Just looking at the characters on the calligraphy and paintings, it is estimated that nine and a half out of ten do not know each other. But when you look at the poem next to it, at least half of the people can guess who the person in the painting is.

The content of the poem goes like this:

"When autumn comes, September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor. ”

After reading it, do you feel a feeling of cold sweat behind your back?

Or is there a sense of déjà vu?

You must know that in the entire Jiangnan City, there will be no second person who can tattoo the wolf on his bald head and hang Huangchao calligraphy and paintings in the living room, and this person must be Huang Tianlang.

Sitting on Huang Tianlang's left hand side was a thin man in a beige suit, slightly bookish. The man wore elaborate gold-rimmed glasses, obscuring his slightly narrow and slightly feminine eyes.

The oily notoginseng distribution style is meticulously combed with heavy hairspray.

The lips were slightly pale and as thin as the skin, and at a glance it was clear that this person must be a powerful and mean lord.

At this moment, he was clasping his hands in front of his chest, silent, staring coldly at the person opposite him.

If Qin Zhuzi was there, he would definitely recognize this kind of look.

Because this person is his boss - Huang Laifu.

It was none other than Huang Tianhui who was stared at by Huang Laifu as an enemy.

From the moment he entered the room, he felt Huang Tianlang's strange enthusiasm and Huang Laifu's feminine and cold hostility.

Needless to say, it must be because of Qin Haiyang's loan.

Strictly speaking, it should be for Qin Haiyang's homestead.

Of course, he knows very well that Qin Haiyang's homestead is just a small appetizer, and the real purpose of these people is to demolish the market in the early stage of the construction of the Xiaoyang Village tourism project.

It's a huge market, with a lot of money involved, and it's also touching on the interests of all parties that are extremely complex. There are businessmen, underworlds, ordinary people, and many people of all levels within the system. It's so much that I can't explain it for a while.

Before coming, Huang Tianhui also predicted what would happen and made a mental plan.

It's time to draw the line...

From his heart, taking the initiative to tie himself to Zhang Tianci's wheel is definitely the most worthwhile investment for him. He also knew that in order for Zhang Tianci to fully believe in his sincerity, there was still a lack of a sufficient amount of "vote for the name".

Talking to a high-ranking person, usually to the point.

The reminder of "do less evil and do more good" is still ringing in my ears.

How could such a smart man not understand it?

What's more, what he is climbing on now is a fairy-like existence!

What is the difference between the two goods in front of him and the "dead fish" in his eyes?

Hehe••••••

Too many evil days will always make people feel a kind of insensitive self-confidence and expansion, just like these two in front of you, wait••••••

He picked up his chopsticks very skillfully, grabbed a piece of fat sheep roll, and skillfully scalded it in the red soup.

While burning, he said naturally: "Big brother is really a living Bodhisattva." How do you know that I've been craving hot pot for a long time? I'll tell you the truth, I've been fucking drooling at the thought of hot pot all this time! Hahaha•••••• how do you feel that you did this meal for me!"

"Hehehe•••••• Tianhui is right. Thinking of your hard work during this time, and working hard for the cause of the community, I specially prepared this meal for you. Hahaha••••••" After speaking, he stared at Huang Tianhui and smiled meaningfully.

"Actually, I think the most important thing in our line of work is two words. Huang Tianlang opened the conversation box and said with a smile.

"One is—'and'. It's like this hot pot. It doesn't matter if it's red, black, white, green, or yellow. We were all able to put it in the pot and cook it together, and then we ate it with the friendly liquor, dipped in the sauce, and it tasted very fucking delicious. That's business. ”

"The second word is 'ruthless'. It's like this painting behind me. My favorite is actually the poem in this painting. That's full of murderous energy, thick ruthlessness. Huang Chao is an old man, he is not famous, but he is famous for his poetry. Tianhui, you know, I don't know as much as you do. But you know what? The first time I saw the poem in this painting, it felt like it was written for me. You say, how can I feel this way?" Huang Tianlang took a sip of wine, smashed his mouth, looked at Huang Tianhui with a flat smile, and said meaningfully.

"Could it be that the eldest brother •••••• want to learn from Mr. Huang Chao's yellow robe, lead the brothers to dominate the world, and create immortal deeds?" Huang Tianhui said with a smile on his face, and he gaged.

"Cut! In this harmonious society, the world is peaceful, we have money to earn, we have wine to drink, and girls to play. Why do you want to work with that pole?" Huang Tianlang glanced at him, shook his hand, and said with disgust.

"What do you mean by that big brother! Little brother, I really didn't figure it out!" Huang Tianhui pretended to be very innocent.

"By the way, if you want to talk about ruthless people, Song Jiang in this Water Margin can definitely be ranked. It is said that he also wrote a poem comparable to Huang Chao, called ••••••What is •••••• called! Hey, this book is not good if you don't read it. That Laifu, you are a college student, and you read the most books among us, you name it. ”

Huang Tianlang deliberately threw the topic to Huang Laifu, Huang Tianhui snorted coldly in his heart, did not speak, pretended to be smiling, squinted his eyes, and looked at Huang Laifu opposite.

Huang Laifu was very depressed, thinking, Huang Tianlang, this old fox, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd!

said that he would take this opportunity to kill Huang Tianhui's prestige and force him to carry the matter of the demolition of Xiaoyang Village.

I've been sitting here for a long time, so why are you still talking about irrelevant and bullshit poems.

You're a black--society--will you think about how to collect insurance--protection-fee, when will you start to retreat, and what do you learn from the ancients to chant poetry right?

Can the three taels of yellow soup in our stomachs be used as ink?

Depend on••••••

To say that Huang Tianlang, this old fox is indeed very scheming!

The shares are involved, but they just don't go into the water. Always waiting to sit back and enjoy it. The dirty work is tiring and tired, and Huang Laifu's people are at the forefront. And when something happened, it was unsurprisingly dragged behind to hide and relax. Instead, he asked Huang Laifu to ask him for help every time.

There are so many times that even Huang Laifu himself feels embarrassed.

No, there is really no way, and in the end, he can only carry the eldest prince out of the way, and he reluctantly agrees to set up such a banquet, and there is no guarantee of the effect.

What the •••••• this guy?

If it weren't for his background and relationships, he would have chopped his heart.

People say: I come to Brother Fu in society, and people don't talk much. This is not nonsense. It's really pushing him to be in a hurry, and he can really do anything.

Besides, this Huang Tianhui is indeed not ordinary.

He is a well-known good person in the circle, a peacemaker, and his prestige on the road is also very high. It would be much better if he could be used to cooperate with the previous project.

But this old boy is not a fuel-efficient lamp either. Oil and salt don't enter, and they don't want to help anything.

As for the matter of Qin Haiyang last time, Huang Laifu found Huang Tianlang many times, and only reluctantly agreed after Huang Tianlang's soft grinding and hard bubbles.

But no, the hard-twisted melon is not sweet after all. Qin Haiyang's matter is unexpectedly yellow again.

Originally, he was already angry enough, but Huang Tianlang was still talking about him left and right, and he didn't want to find out at all, so angry that Huang Laifu wanted to scold people.

But after all, it is Huang Tianlang's home, and they are the home field, and considering Huang Tianlang's status on the road, as well as the bloodthirsty bastards under him. No matter how bad it is, it depends on the infinite "money" on the Xiaoyang Village project, thinking of this, my heart is a little smoother.

forced himself to calm down and coughed awkwardly.

"Ahem, I can't remember exactly what Song Jiang's poem is. ”

(Author: Isn't this, you Huang Laifu don't know when you watched "Water Margin"?If you want to talk about the study of action art films in island countries, you are an expert.) China's four great masterpieces? I'm going, it's definitely what I like -- lewd goods. Pretending ••••••you continue to pretend to be ••••••)

"But it doesn't matter, since Mr. Huang Yaxing, I'll help you ask Du Niang. Huang Laifu was not in a hurry, and while speaking, he opened his mobile phone to look it up without shame, and glanced at Huang Tianlang with his eyes from time to time.

At this time, Huang Tianlang didn't say anything, he lay lazily on the back of the chair, took a thin toothpick and nuzzled it into his mouth absentmindedly. His squinted eyes couldn't tell where his gaze was focused at this moment.