The eight are dead, there was no interlude at the dinner, Wu Zhihui gaged, chatted with them happily, and the atmosphere was lively.

Ren Qingtian was in a good mood today, and he didn't drink less, and after eating, several people changed places in front of the tea table.

"Hui Zai."

Ren Qingtian nodded his finger: "You boil water to make tea." ”

"Hmm."

Wu Zhihui nodded, and prepared on the side, and not long after, the kettle was steaming hot: "Brother Tian, I'll help you make tea." ”

"No need."

Ren Qingtian stretched his waist, pressed the armrest of the seat and patted it: "Hui Zai, you can sit next to you and watch us drink tea." ”

"Hmm."

Wu Zhihui nodded, got up and sat aside.

"How?"

Ren Qingtian looked at Wu Zhihui who left with a smile, and looked at Feilong, Uncle Xing, and the three of them: "What do you think of Hui Zai?" ”

Without waiting for them to answer, Ren Qingtian said to himself: "I myself am very satisfied with Hui Zai, everyone must have seen it, after Fa Tsai hit the street, I gave him a small piece of land, and he helped me take care of it very well." ”

"I don't want to talk about a few innocent businesses in my hands, especially helping me solve things in the nightclub."

As he spoke, he started to make tea: "You know, the wine in the nightclub used to be so fake that sometimes I used to drink a few more glasses and had a headache the next day." ”

"But Hui Tsai helped me solve this problem, I played with the wine merchants, and the price did not come up, it was still real wine, and now those nightclub bosses saw me and praised Hui Tsai, saying that their business is much more prosperous than before."

The first time the tea soup is poured out, the tea water flows down the tea table, and then soaked in boiling water, and the tea leaves bloom, showing a light reddish and yellow clear.

"Twin Eight, this is another kind of food inside and out."

Ren Qingtian looked at the three of them with a smile: "So, I have decided, from today onwards, all my land will be handed over to Hui Zai to take care of, what do you think?" ”

"Brother Tian, you can use whoever you use in your territory, and it's not up to you to decide."

Da Fu chuckled, lit a cigarette, and swallowed the clouds: "Don't talk about this kind of thing, your democracy is a bit fake." ”

"Hahaha, do you like democracy, according to the rules of our community, we do want to talk about democracy, right?"

Ren Qingtian laughed again, put the teapot in the middle, and pulled out seven teacups, one in the middle, and six teacups around the side.

He lifted the teapot and poured all the teacups with water.

"Plum Blossom Array?"

Da Fu raised his eyebrows and glanced at the placement of the teacups on the table, his brows couldn't help frowning, and he squinted at Wu Zhihui who was sitting on the side: "Brother Tian, what do you mean?" Please tea?! ”

Hongmen Tea Array.

There are many kinds of Hongmen tea arrays, and different tea arrays will be placed according to the needs of different occasions.

Ren Qingtian put out a plum blossom array at this time, which is generally used when electing a new speaker.

So.

When Da Fu saw the tea array, his brows subconsciously screwed together.

"Hui Tsai is my person, he helps me take care of the territory, it must be what I say."

Ren Qingtian smiled: "But, Hui Zai came in late, and there is not enough time, but what, since he is now in charge of this piece of land for me, it will definitely not work if I don't have a position." ”

"So, I decided to help him find a job."

After speaking.

Ren Qingtian picked up the teacup in the middle and stretched out his hand: "Come, please tea." ”

Uncle Xing, Feilong, and Da Fu glanced at each other, exchanged glances, did not speak, and the three of them took a cup of tea from all around, and spaced a cup very regularly.

In this cup, none of the three expressed their position.

After drinking, the teacup returned to its original plum blossom array.

"Huh."

Ren Qingtian drank it all, put the teacup back in the middle, took the teapot and began to pour the tea again, and said unhurriedly:

"The plum blossoms bloom again, the ancients passed the two plums, the old jade was goodbye, and the prime minister was a genius on stage."

The tea is clear and translucent, and it is full of eight points again.

"Huh."

Da Fu turned sideways and squinted at Ren Qingtian: "Since Brother Tian wants to help him find a job, that's okay." ”

His gaze fell on Wu Zhihui on the side: "Then give him a position of four or nine boys." ”

Si Jiu Tsai, a member of the ordinary community.

Ren Qingtian wanted to bring Wu Zhihui up, Wu Zhihui was his person, and he was naturally reluctant to mourn.

"Forty-nine?"

Ren Qingtian chuckled and shook his head: "Great mourning, you still misunderstood what I meant." ”

"Am I wrong?!"

The big mourner leaned forward and said-for-tat: "What is it that is not Sijiuzai?" Like me, four, three, two? ”

Four, three, two, straw sandals, most of them have a wide range of friends, and people from all walks of life are familiar with them, even if they are in trouble, they can easily find someone to help.

Ren Qingtian didn't speak, looking at him.

"That 415 white paper fan, the same as Uncle Xing, is he Wu Zhihui okay?! Is it qualified? ”

Da Fu gritted his teeth and took a puff of cigarette: "The flying dragon is a two-four-six red stick, can he Wu Zhihui compare with the flying dragon, can he fight like this?" He couldn't do it either. ”

said.

He looked at Wu Zhihui and patted Feilong's muscular arm: "Seeing that you Feilong brother didn't think about it, he carried a chopping knife alone and cut down twenty people to fight his way out of the encirclement!" ”

"Which of these three positions can you call it?"

The red stick, many people's dream position exists, as for the double-flower red stick, few people can go up to this position, and it must be a great contribution to the community to be qualified to be called a double-flower.

It is also said that the double-flowered red stick has helped two societies to make contributions to both societies, and the two clubs recognize and give a name together to be called a real double-flower red stick.

As for the white paper fan, it is generally a brain, eloquent and understands the rules of the rivers and lakes, and it is older and has a high status.

Uncle Xing is in this position, which is why Uncle Xing can frequently accuse Da Fu, but Da Fu does not dare to reply.

"Come, please tea."

Ren Qingtian looked at the big mourner who spoke and smiled without saying a word, stretched out his hand, and picked up the teacup in the middle by himself.

This time.

Feilong and Uncle Xing glanced at each other, and no longer took the tea at intervals, but took the tea to the right of Ren Qingtian's cup of tea.

Friend or foe.

"I..."

Da Fu's eyes shrank, looking at the two people in the tea position, after their expressions changed a few times, he gritted his teeth and hesitated in the air, and took the compromised cup.

"Great mourning."

Ren Qingtian drank the tea in his hand, and the teacup returned to its place again, put it on the table again, and poured it full: "If the club wants to develop, it must continuously inject fresh blood." ”

"Hui Zai's performance is brilliant enough, so I brought it up, we old people, we must learn to give newcomers a position, otherwise, who will really help us do things."

"Yes, Brother Tian said so."

Da Fu gritted his teeth, looked at Ren Qingtian who was speaking, and then looked at Wu Zhihui sitting in the corner: "That's good." ”

"Wu Zhihui handed over money to the club and gave him the position of guest secretary, so that he could be regarded as having a name for him to do things."

"I don't embarrass him when I say that, do you?"