Chapter 127 (Repair) Let's Face the Wind Again

  Ji Chen glanced around the lobby and nodded with satisfaction.

  "Once a son of heaven and a courtier, since Yan Guangan and his leaders are dead, and now Dongsheng Street is in a state of middle level disconnection, I plan to elect twenty-five leaders to rebuild the middle level, and those who are interested can stand up by themselves."

  As soon as these words fell, there was a commotion in the crowd.

  A leader, don't look at the official is small, but the power is very large, and the profit is also very large, and the turnover of each stall must first pass through the hands of the leader.

  This was an opportunity, and immediately more than 30 people volunteered to stand up, and finally after Ji Chen and Qian Ping's screening, twenty-five leaders were selected to be in charge of all the stalls on Dongsheng Street.

  These two dozen people didn't dare to say that they were absolutely loyal to Ji Chen, but at least from this moment on, they were branded with Ji Chen and stood in the same boat as Ji Chen.

  Even if he really has a different heart, Ji Chen doesn't care, he doesn't expect to be able to make everyone loyal to him once, for traitors, his consistent style is not to kick with a knife if he can, cut a few more times, and the rest will naturally be loyal.

  At this point, Dongsheng Street is initially in the hands of Ji Chen.

  Of course, this is not enough, in the later stage, it is necessary to continue to establish power and integration, and he must quickly control the Canglang Gang in his own hands.

  For the time being, Qian Ping is a usable person, after Yan Guang'an's incident, Ji Chen believes that Qian Ping no longer dares to make small moves behind his back, and if he continues to beat, he can be entrusted with reuse.

  Qian Ping arranged for a few people to go upstairs to clean up the body, but Ji Chen called him aside.

  "Chief, what do you command?" Qian Ping asked.

  Ji Chen didn't go around the bend, and said directly: "It was Zhao Hong who asked you to monitor me!" ”

  Qian Ping's face turned white as soon as he brushed it, and hurriedly said, "Yes, but I..."

  As soon as he wanted to explain, he was interrupted by Ji Chen, "You don't need to explain, I just want to tell you one thing, take a long-term view, don't be limited to the scope of a hall master or helper, my goal is the whole chaotic land, follow me, the whole chaotic land will remember your name in the future, if you betray me, I believe you yourself know the consequences." ”

  Qian Ping's body trembled slightly, cold sweat flowed down his cheeks, from the moment Ji Chen showed his strength, he knew that Ji Chen's purpose in joining the gang was not pure, and now that Ji Chen finally had a showdown, this was not an opportunity for him.

  "Don't worry, boss, I'm the only one in this life."

  This sentence can be regarded as a sign of loyalty, and it can be regarded as an attitude. From this moment on, he completely stepped on Ji Chen's boat.

  Ji Chen nodded, "Are all the brothers in Dongsheng Street here?" ”

  Qian Ping hesitated.

  Ji Chen instantly understood, and raised his eyebrows.

  "What other department doesn't cooperate?"

  "The account room, the person in charge of the account room is the henchman of Hall Master Zhu, called Zhou Ziyang, his cultivation is very high, even higher than Yan Guang'an, usually even Hall Master Zhu has to give him some face, he asked you to go over to see him in person."

  Ji Chen nodded, the account room, the most important thing, is equivalent to the lifeblood of a hall, and it is reasonable for Hall Master Zhu to directly send someone to govern it.

  "Let me go to him, then lead the way!"

  The account office is not in the gambling house, but in a courtyard called Hesheng Yuan, located in the center of this street, a quiet courtyard.

  At this moment, in the account room, more than a dozen account gentlemen are sitting inside, and the first one is an old man over fifty years old, he is Zhou Ziyang, the head of the account office of Dongsheng Street.

  At this moment, he is holding a brush to draw a pair of danqing.

  The bookkeeper next to him was a little worried, "Old Zhou, when do you still have the heart to paint, but I heard that the man named Ji Bochang is a crazy critic, yesterday on Taihe Street, a person cut a street with a knife, and the Lin Tang Master of the Dahe Gang was planted in his hands, and a reward has been issued to assassinate him." ”

  The bookkeeper who spoke was in his forties, he was very worried, before Qian Ping came to inform them to go to see the new stall head Ji Bochang, they wanted to settle the matter and follow the crowd, but Zhou Ziyang scolded people back, and asked Ji Bochang to come over to see him.

  Qian Ping and they all know each other, it is Zhao Hong's person, since Qian Ping is here, it means that something must have happened to Yan Guangan's side.

  Zhou Lao didn't care, and said with a relaxed face: "Relax, this is the account room, not the rivers and lakes, the set of fighting and killing on the rivers and lakes does not work here, as long as the account room is still there, Dongsheng Street is still in our hands." ”

  Don't say that Uncle Ji is just a stall head, even if Zhao Hong comes in person, I can let him get back how he came. When I was in the rivers and lakes, Zhao Hong was still a child. If Uncle Ji comes, he will set up the rules of the account room for him, so that he can know who has the final say in this account room. ”

  "Boom!"

  The door of the account room was kicked open, and Ji Chen and Qian Ping walked in.

  "There are still rules in the account room, I want to understand the rules in this account room today."

  The atmosphere in the room froze instantly, and several bookkeepers looked at each other, looked at Zhou Ziyang, and then at Ji Chen, and finally chose to be silent and not help each other.

  Zhou Ziyang put down his pen at this time, looked up at Ji Chen, and his expression was instantly cold.

  "You are Uncle Ji, who gave you the courage to trespass on the heavy land of the account, you are guilty!"

  "Sin"

  Ji Chen raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter, I have to get your consent to come to my own account room, when will it be your turn to call the shots here." ”

  "Presumptuous!" Zhou Ziyang shouted angrily and slapped the table.

  "You little king and eight lambs, you have no respect for the elderly, no distinction between dignity and inferiority. In terms of seniority, I am the old man in the gang, and you have to call me a senior when you see me. In terms of status, I am the head of the bookkeeper, and you should call me Manager Zhou when you see me. In terms of age, I can be your grandfather, and you should call me grandpa when you see me. You little brute don't know what it means to be superior and inferior, and whether there are rules in your eyes. ”

  Ji Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, this word seemed familiar, in a force, there are always two people who are not open-eyed, self-righteous, relying on the old and selling the old.

  For this kind of person, just smoke it directly.

  Face the wind!

  Ji Chen stepped forward and slapped Zhou Ziyang in the face with his backhand, and the speed was extremely fast.

  Zhou Ziyang didn't even react, he was slapped away, and both teeth were removed.

  Ji Chen stepped out again, came to Zhou Ziyang's approach, and stepped on him.

  "Old thing, what the are you, you dare to talk about humility in front of me, and you are qualified to call yourself a senior in front of me, I think you are impatient."

  Half of Zhou Ziyang's cheeks instantly swelled, and he was furious.

  "You, you dare to beat me, I want you to die."

  The true qi on his body was rioting, and the cultivation of the eighth layer of the foundation was undoubtedly revealed, and he struggled to get up, but was trampled on by Ji Chen.

  Ji Chen's feet were like a big mountain, pressing him hard.

  "It's you, an old immortal, a small account room, who dares to be humble in front of me."

  Ji Chen kicked out, kicking Zhou Ziyang into the air, and then rushed forward and kicked again, scolding while kicking.

  "Lao Tzu told you to pretend to be forced, told you to rely on the old and sell the old, so that you don't know how to respect and inferiority, grass!"

  Ji Chen kicked frantically, Zhou Ziyang had no power to fight back at all, and could only scream.

  "Ouch, you... How dare you..."

  "Ouch mom... How dare you hit me... You..."

  "Ouch, my mom... Ouch mom yes..."

  "Don't, don't fight... I was wrong..."

  ……

  Ask for a commuter pass!

  (End of chapter)