In the first VIP room of Huaxia Casino, there was an old man in his sixties who was still in good spirits, with short hair, lean and slightly dark, leaning on the sofa, and his right index finger was constantly tapping on the sofa.

Mr. Huang was in the office, enjoying cordyceps, waiting for the beautiful female secretary to return, so as to launch the fire in his body.

A cordyceps sinensis has just ended, the female secretary returns with a fragrant breeze, and Mr. Huang's colored hand wraps his arm around the slender waist and pulls the amorous female secretary into his arms.

Mr. Huang's name is Huang Batian, the president of Huaxia Group, Huaxia Group has two branches of Huaxia Club and Huaxia Casino, in addition to this, there are many business outlets in Huaxia, here is just one of them. The female secretary's name is Yao Mei, Huang Batian's personal and life secretary.

"Baby, it's very fast, if it's a fire, you can't wait." As she spoke, her mouth was already gnawing on Yaomi's face

"Mr. Huang, don't worry." Yaomei seductively pushed Huang Batian away, and then said: "Not tonight, the future will be long." ”

"You're here, haven't you just been here?" Huang Batian asked a little depressedly, there will be a lot less fun to do sports in the future.

"It's not me who is here, it's Mr. Feng, the old man surnamed Zhang under his hand is here, waiting for you in the first VIP room."

"I don't know the depths, that's Uncle Zhang, be polite to him in the future." After Huang Batian finished speaking, he pushed the door out of the door and walked towards the first VIP room.

Yao Mei stayed alone in Huang Batian's office, sorting out the clothes that had just been wrinkled by him.

"Uncle Zhang, you're here." Huang Batian said respectfully to Uncle Zhang who was lying on the sofa.

"How's things going?" Uncle Zhang sat up straight and asked Huang Batian.

"It's ready here, just waiting for the flowers on the road to fill the sky."

"Well done, don't forget the rule of less wind. Do you remember, Yellow? Uncle Zhang's calm tone revealed a cold and gloomy atmosphere, which made Huang Batian's scalp tingle.

"Those who have merit are prosperous and rich, and those who are guilty are worse off than death."

"Just remember."

"Uncle Zhang and Mr. Feng's cultivation grace, Batian grinding teeth is unforgettable, and the rules will definitely not be forgotten."

"When things are done well, there will naturally be your benefits." Uncle Zhang only said the first half of the sentence, Huang Batian's face was dripping with sweat, and he naturally came up with the second half of the sentence in his heart: "If things are messed up, it will be a picture of hell on earth, not only himself, but everyone around him will all enter purgatory on earth." ”

"I'm leaving, I'm here today, just stopping by."

"Uncle Zhang, you are a distinguished guest, making Huaxia Group flourish, welcome to come often." Huang Batian's heart was secretly happy, this suffocating old guy was finally leaving, but he didn't show it on his face.

"Before leaving, I'll tell you another story, and if you figure it out, you'll definitely benefit for life."

"Thank you Uncle Zhang for your advice." Huang Batian is looking forward to what kind of story Uncle Zhang will tell.

The story told by Uncle Zhang goes like this.

In a large family group, the elderly father is ready to retire, and the two sons start a business.

The eldest brother wants to travel abroad, let the second brother help take care of the house, and before leaving, he specially explained that the Tibetan mastiff at home can be teased casually, but don't mess with the parrot. After the eldest brother left, no matter how the second brother teased, the Tibetan mastiff did not bite, and the second brother thought: The Tibetan mastiff is like this, and the parrot is just a broken bird, what can you do to me?

Then he teased the parrot, but the parrot said, "Bite him."

The Tibetan mastiff pounced, and the second brother died suddenly at the age of twenty-eight.

After Zhang Bo finished this paragraph, he summed it up and said: "In this world, the most powerful person is not the most powerful person, but the person who can mobilize resources, because you never know who is standing behind them." ”

The eldest brother came back from a trip with a starling, and when he saw this scene at home, he was overwhelmed with grief, so he asked the parrot what was going on, and the parrot told the reason for the incident, and the eldest brother was annoyed and angry, and said to the Tibetan mastiff, "him." ”

Parrot suddenly, one and a half years old.

Uncle Zhang began to summarize again: "The most powerful person today is not the most powerful person, nor the person with a sharp mouth, but to figure out who is your master." ”

After the parrot died, the starling took its place, and the Tibetan mastiff did not understand the reason and asked the starling: "I bite them to death every time, why doesn't the master kill me?" Starling said two words: "loyalty".

Zhang Bo once again concluded: "The most powerful person on a platform is often the one who is most loyal to the master. ”

After a few more years, the eldest brother went out and called his father to take care of the house for him, and before leaving, he still told the Tibetan mastiff to tease casually, don't mess with the starling.

Dad was curious and teased the starling, no matter how he teased the starling, he only said one sentence: "Good master". The Tibetan mastiff was puzzled and asked the starling, why didn't you let him bite this time, and the starling said to the Tibetan mastiff, do you remember how the parrot died? Don't be on the wrong side.

However, when the eldest brother came back, the starling was still bitten to death.

Uncle Zhang didn't summarize this time, leaving a large blank for Huang Batian to associate on his own.

"Thank you Uncle Zhang for your earnest teaching, Batian must be remembered in my heart." After listening to this scheming story, although Huang Batian didn't know what Uncle Zhang wanted to tell him, he still thanked him sincerely from the bottom of his heart, and suddenly felt that Uncle Zhang was not as unkind as before.

"Uncle Zhang is old, people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, and he must be steady and ruthless in doing things." Uncle Zhang sighed, his fatigue was not as energetic as when Huang Batian entered the first VIP room.

"Uncle Zhang, I'll send you."

"Don't send it, remember what I just said and the rule of less wind."

Although Uncle Zhang said that he didn't need to send it, Huang Batian still sent him out of the door of the "Chinese People Club". Outside the door, Uncle Zhang's driver was already waiting.

Watching the car carrying Uncle Zhang go farther and farther, Huang Batian's mind returned to twenty years ago. At that time, he was just nineteen years old. Fatherless and motherless since childhood, his grandmother died when he was six years old, and since then he has begun a wandering career, and in the process of growing up, he gradually became a street gangster, and then became the leader of the biker party. Later, he met Uncle Zhang and Mr. Feng, and in an assassination attempt by a killer against Mr. Feng, he blocked a bullet for Uncle Zhang, and later rose to prominence until today's position. More than ten years of comfortable life has made him more and more insecure, and he is afraid of Uncle Zhang and Mr. Feng, just because of their rules: "The meritorious are prosperous and rich, and the guilty are better than death." What they can give themselves, they can take away.

Huang Batian returned to his office, and Yao Mei was still waiting there with affection.

"Here, baby, give me a button." Lying comfortably on the sofa, Huang Batian beckoned Yaomei to massage himself.

"The old thing is gone?"

"Rotten bitch, Lao Tzu said the last time, call him Uncle Zhang. If you do it again, Lao Tzu will chop you up and ask the dog. ”

"Why are you so fierce, I'll just call him Uncle Zhang in the future." Yaomei's tears swirled in her eyes, looking pitiful.

Huang Batian was speechless, thinking about Uncle Zhang's intention to say so many words today, enjoying the slightest pleasure brought by the massage.