This meeting with Zhang Fengnian solved a lot of mysteries in Luo Zhaoyang's heart, and Luo Zhaoyang did not give a clear answer to whether he wanted to help Zhang Fengnian.

As for the remuneration mentioned by Zhang Fengnian, it does make Luo Zhaoyang worth thinking about.

After Luo Zhaoyang and Zhang Fengnian separated, he did not go back directly, but turned to the Juxian Hall of the Sanxing Society, if he really wanted to help Zhang Fengnian, then he must have a better understanding of Zeng Hualong, and use the ability of the community to provide him with more favorable information.

"What should I do, what does Zeng Hualong think?" Luo Zhaoyang sat on the dragon head chair, and he said to himself with his hands on his cheeks.

"Zhaoyang, something is wrong?" Just when Luo Zhaoyang was pondering how to deal with Zeng Hualong, Zhao Lina rushed over from outside, her face full of nervousness.

"What's wrong?" Luo Zhaoyang looked at Zhao Lina, who was coming, and immediately jumped up from the chair. He didn't even have time to ask Zhao Lina a word of concern.

"Several of our halls have been smashed, and everyone is rushing over now, saying that they want you to administer justice."

Since Luo Zhaoyang took over the Guanghui Group, Luo Zhaoyang has never managed the affairs of the community, after all, the interests of the Guanghui Group are greater than everything, he either wants the affairs of the community to affect the image of the Guanghui Group, and he does not want the relationship between the Guanghui Group and the community.

"Didn't I say it, you will preside over it when I'm away, is that bastard Long Song doing something again?" Luo Zhaoyang thought roughly for a moment, and then asked.

In the community, the only person who disagrees with himself is Long Song, so the only person who can provoke the conflict in the community is naturally Long Song.

"It's not him this time, it's ......" Zhao Lina paused, Zhao Lina knew that this time she did not control the main situation, in addition to her own limited ability, what was more important was Luo Zhaoyang's identity as the Radiant Group.

"And what? What did they come to me for? Luo Zhaoyang was worried that they would come to make trouble for him, but before they arrived, he felt that he had to be prepared, and he couldn't let himself be in a passive state.

"They received news that I plan to help Zhang Fengnian deal with Zeng Hualong, on the other hand, because you are now a member of the Guanghui Group, and the uncle said that you are no longer suitable for sitting in the museum, so they heard that you are back, so everyone rushed over and planned to choose another museum." Zhao Lina said a little breathlessly, she is not worried about her position in the club now, but he is worried about how Luo Zhaoyang will deal with this group of uncles, and how he will explain all his things.

Zhao Lina's worry came very quickly, and as soon as she finished speaking, the two big doors of Juxian Hall made a sharp and piercing sound, and with the sound of that sound, the two heavy doors were slowly pushed open.

The uncles, with their thick gold necklaces, swaggered in from the outside, their eyes as if burned by a stove obscured by a pair of black sunglasses, so that I could not see their somewhat shrunken eyes.

And with the support of everyone, a familiar face appeared in front of Luo Zhaoyang, and the smile on his face made Luo Zhaoyang feel a creepy feeling.

"What are you doing here? You are not welcome here. Seeing Zeng Hualong's appearance, Zhao Lina, who was already a little nervous, became even more excited, she stood beside Luo Zhaoyang and asked loudly.

"Why aren't I welcome? Or did you not think that I would come? Looking at Zhao Lina's murderous eyes, Zeng Hualong still maintained his original smile, but the pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose didn't know where it went at this time.

Although Zhao Lina didn't give him a good look, Zeng Hualong didn't care about this, and he was 100% sure of today's re-election.

"Zeng Hualong, I originally thought that you were still a righteous gentleman, but I didn't expect you to be a beast, fortunately I didn't cooperate with you at the beginning, otherwise I would feel guilty." Luo Zhaoyang stepped forward and said unhappily.

Luo Zhaoyang has no opinion on the club to re-elect the hall, but the hall must not be done by someone like Zeng Hualong, and in addition, other people Luo Zhaoyang has no opinion.

Zeng Hualong's laughter was like a challenge to Luo Zhaoyang, and he had to accept the current situation.

"I never said that I was a gentleman, and I never said that I was not a villain, and I had a wrong understanding, that's your business, we came out to mix, in addition to preaching morality, we pay more attention to profit and prosperity, what can you bring to the community, can you let these uncles have a worry-free old age?" Zeng Hualong dragged a chair and slowly walked towards Luo Zhaoyang, this time his expression had already met Luo Zhaoyang's eyes, just waiting for the final orders from both sides, I believe that a fierce battle will begin.

"Okay, no more nonsense, since there are so many people today, it seems that there is no need to choose a day to re-choose the hall." When the most famous uncle in the club looked at Luo Zhaoyang and Zeng Hualong's eyes hating each other, he announced loudly.

"Okay, I agree." In the crowd, some uncles expressed their satisfaction with such an arrangement, and they hoped to see a real sitting, and only in this way would the club be prosperous.

This proposal was agreed by most of them, and Zhao Lina, who was standing on the side, thought that it was impossible to help Luo Zhaoyang say a few more good words, so she had to sit on the side and wait for the final result.

The matter of the election is extremely simple for Luo Zhaoyang, in his opinion, it is just a matter of raising his hand and filling in a vote, and there is nothing else to do.

When the votes were tied at 8-8 on a long conference table, Zeng Hualong was surprised at first, and he did not expect such a result.

"No choice, I suggest that I fight him, the winner is king, it's simple and in line with the rules." Zeng Hualong approached Luo Zhaoyang, although his fist was only clenched tightly, but in his thoughts, the fist had already swung out, hoping to beat Luo Zhaoyang everywhere to find teeth.

After Zeng Hualong finished speaking to the uncles, he turned his head to look at Luo Zhaoyang again, and then said coldly: "We haven't finished fighting last time, and today we will divide the ranks and avoid a regret in life." ”

After Zeng Hualong finished speaking, he began to step back as he untied his coat and prepared himself for the next fight.

"Okay, since you ask for it, then I will accompany you to the end." Looking at Zeng Hualong's invincible expression, Luo Zhaoyang was also angry, Zeng Hualong's various behaviors in the account book had already made Luo Zhaoyang feel that he needed to teach him a good lesson, and let him know that conceit is not necessarily a good thing.

"Zhaoyang, don't." Hearing Luo Zhaoyang's promise, Zhao Lina said worriedly, thinking that there would be further development to prevent things.

Although she hated Zeng Hualong more than Luo Zhaoyang, at this time, she was more rational than Luo Zhaoyang, and she had already understood that impulse was really the devil.

"Don't worry, I will definitely help you avenge your hatred, I will smooth the bridge of his nose, so that he will never have the chance to hang his glasses in front of me and pretend to be Sven." Luo Zhaoyang comforted Zhao Lina.

Judging from the last fight, Luo Zhaoyang already knew that Zeng Hualong was actually a strong opponent, although he didn't know what things would be, but he would always do his best to deal with it, he wanted to make Zhao Lina happy and happy, all of this was what he promised Zhao Weiming.

Luo Zhaoyang saw that Zeng Hualong had already set up a formation, he clenched his hands hard, and the knuckles of his fingers immediately made a sound, and the sound was also proving to everyone that he was not afraid, he must beat Zeng Hualong down.

The long conference table was set up as a prison ring, and all the people gathered around it, as if they wanted to see who had won.

Luo Zhaoyang and Zeng Hualong jumped onto the conference table at the same time, and with the opening of this ring, they had already begun to fight.

The tentative steps came and went, and although Zeng Hualong didn't care about approaching, his eyes were just waiting for the first blow.

"......, ......" Under the table, the orderly voices began to sound, and their cries echoed in the Juxian Hall.

"Ah......h

"Zhaoyang, be careful." Seeing that Zhaoyang was about to make Zeng Hualong fall off the table, she immediately shouted on the side, as if he was not Luo Zhaoyang on the table at this moment, but he was as nervous as himself.

"Luo Zhaoyang, admit defeat, you have no way out." Zeng Hualong struck out again and again, and seeing that Luo Zhaoyang was about to fall, he said happily.

"Really? It is not yet known who will win or lose. Luo Zhaoyang looked at Zhao Lina's eyes like she was about to cry, Luo Zhaoyang flashed a straight fist from Zeng Hualong, his fist struck out quickly, and when the fist fell heavily on Zeng Hualong's waist, his brows couldn't help frowning.

Luo Zhaoyang suddenly changed his routine, which made Zeng Hualong, who was originally in priority, start to be a little impatient, and as his fists were struck out again and again, Zeng Hualong's mood seemed to be unstable.

The moves became chaotic from the original order, and he chased me all the way Luo Zhaoyang finally had a chance to fight back, and the fist like a hammer flew in front of Zeng Hualong like a mixed wheel.

And just when everyone thought that Luo Zhaoyang could have a big counterattack, Zeng Hualong seemed to have found the right time, and a straight punch hit Luo Zhaoyang's middle hall position, which made Luo Zhaoyang return to his original position.