Starting Hong Kong Variety Show: My senior brother is Lingling Qi.

Chapter 354 "I came to Shanghai to do only three things!"

On the dock.

The workers couldn't help but put down the sandbags they carried on their shoulders and stared at Zheng Jirong in front of the wooden shed.

Not only them, but many supervisors of the Black Tiger Gang around them were also looking at Zheng Jirong, trying to take him down to claim credit from the gang leader.

It's just that they all vividly remembered the previous scene. The leader of the Ax Gang defeated his fourth leader with only three punches and two kicks. In addition, Peng Yixing had been staring at them with a gun, so in a short time No one dares to rush out and be the first person.

"You all heard what this bastard said just now!"

Zheng Jirong pointed at the fourth master who was sleeping, and shouted to everyone: "You have worked hard all day, but in the end, these bastards from the Black Tiger Gang have to deduct 90% of your wages!"

"Damn! Ninety percent!"

Zheng Jirong raised his hand and took the pistol away from Peng Yixing. In front of many workers, he fired nine shots at the fourth master's body as if to vent his anger!
After shooting, he continued to rant to the workers: "You may not know that since the Republic of China, there have been no fewer than twenty gangs that have occupied Shanghai Beach Pier."

"They are all bastards, beasts, beasts, and parasites!"

Zhou Xingzu waved his hand, "Bring people in quickly, Brother Rong is waiting for you on the dock."

After finishing speaking, many workers first looked at each other after hearing this, and then all looked at the supervisors of the Black Tiger Gang around them.
As the first person to take action appeared, the other workers also gathered around the supervisor closest to them. The riot of nearly a thousand workers was not something that dozens of gang supervisors with whips could resist. On the dock It was a mess in an instant, and the cry for father and mother begging for mercy echoed in every corner.

Caressing his chest, the master took a breath and said slowly: "Anyway, I won't ride in your car, Mr. Zhou, even if you kill me."

After speaking, Zheng Jirong pointed out that he shouted loudly: "Join our Ax Gang, and your daily salary will be whatever you want from now on. If anyone dares to deduct a penny from you!"

"These bastards have never regarded the worker brothers as human beings. They only regard you as a tool to make money. They will be thrown away when you are useless and buried when you are dead!"

"Brother Rong."

He put his arm on Peng Yixing's shoulder and explained to him: "Except for the police station in the concession, almost every police station in other urban areas has received money from our Ax Gang. If you arrest me, you will cut off their chief's financial path!" Besides, do you think I don’t have a backstage person in Shanghai?”

"but!"

"Let me tell you, I, Zheng Jirong, only came to Shanghai to do three things!"

"Join the Ax Gang, and from now on, no one will be worthy of your knees!"

Peng Yixing nodded, and when he was about to leave, he didn't know what he thought of, then turned around and asked: "Do you want him to bring a few hundred more people over? The Black Tiger Gang has lost its fourth leader this time. Someone will definitely come over later." Find a place.”

"What?" Zheng Jirong asked, "Are you afraid of the Black Tiger Gang?"

"Eh?"

boom!
There was another gunshot, and Zheng Jirong shouted at them: "Stand up, don't kneel!"

"Whether you get motion sickness or not has anything to do with Master."

After they got up from the ground, Zheng Jirong then raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Since everyone is a member of the Ax Gang, why do we still have to be angry with these supervisors?"

"In the past few years, under the leadership of Gang Leader Wang, our Ax Gang has fought against foreign devils and bastards, and has never done anything to oppress the people!"

Zheng Jirong then pointed at his chest and said loudly: "We, the Ax Gang, are different from them. We are not bastards, beasts, beasts, and parasites!"

Zheng Jirong smiled and said: "Do you think this is decades from now, and we can call buses and trucks to transport people? It will probably be dark by the time they all arrive."

"cut"

Zheng Jirong laughed when he heard this and said: "Ah Xing, do you think this is Hong Kong Island in a few decades? The police in this era can't even scare the common people."

Having said this, Zheng Jirong paused deliberately, and after observing that many workers nodded in agreement, he continued seriously: "Of course, it is not that our Ax Gang has never done bad things. When the previous gang leader Chen Chen was in office, he not only did all kinds of evil, but also And they are willing to be dogs for foreigners, but that is all in the past."

The master then explained some of the previous operating modes of their Ax Gang, and only then did Zhou Xingzu understand it.

".clear!"

"Bringing hundreds of people here?"

boom!
Zheng Jirong raised his gun and fired into the sky, "I killed him with my own hands!"

"These things are in charge of the people below. Brother Rong is the gang leader. Why do you want to recognize so many people at once?"

The master looked bitter after hearing this and said: "I have been a master in the Ax Gang for so many years, and this is the first time I heard that there are thousands of recruits to be registered. How busy will this be?"

After hearing what he said, the bustling workers on the dock all turned red with excitement and cheered. Many people even knelt down to Zheng Jirong in gratitude, "Thank you, Gang Leader, for making the decision!"

"Let's go. It looks like we will be busy here for a while. Let's find a phone number to contact the master and ask him to bring a few over to register these workers."

The master pushed open the car door fiercely, and after getting out of the car, he immediately bent over and vomited on the roadside. Seeing this, Zhou Xingzu walked up and patted his back, "Is it that exaggerated? You, a master, can still get carsick." .”

"Fair! Fair! So damn fair!"

"That's not true," Peng Yixing shook his head and said, "It's just that we first killed people in public, and then launched a workers' riot. I guess people from the police station will come here soon, if we are arrested by them."

Zhou Xingzu was puzzled: "If you don't register, how do you know who is in your gang, and how do you pay the salary to the younger brother? Aren't you afraid of paying the wrong person?"

Peng Yixing came over and asked, "Should we avoid it first?"

"Damn, I found out why you are so stupid." Zheng Jirong pointed nonchalantly at the workers on the dock, "Aren't these thousands of workers all from our Ax Gang? With them here, what do you have to be afraid of? Yes, call immediately."

"From the moment I became the gang leader, our Ax Gang will no longer act as dogs for wealthy businessmen and foreigners, but will only make decisions for the poor people!"

"How about we leave first?"

"I think you must have heard of Wang Yaqiao's name. He is the last leader of our Ax Gang, the famous [Jiang Huai Hero] and [Assassination King] in the world!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Half an hour later, on the road outside the pier.

In fact, it is similar to the high-level gangs in Hong Kong in later generations. These low-level gangs are almost managed by various small bosses, and the small bosses are managed by big bosses like the hall leader, and the gang leader only needs to know these big bosses.

After all, I have never seen a gang leader who memorizes all the members of the gang one by one in his spare time, and at least 70% of the members of each gang are just members of the Hi Gang. On weekdays, they sell fish. The ones who sell fish and the ones who do odd jobs will reveal their identity as a gangster only when they are bullied.

As for paying salaries, it's even more nonsense. These people don't help grab land, and they don't dare to kill people with knives. They usually live on the streets under the guise of a gang. If you don't collect help from them, it's just out of charity. , how can it be possible to pay wages?

In the words of Lian Sheng Dengbo decades later: "If you want to make money but are unwilling to contribute, how can anything in the world be so cheap!"

After crossing the road and entering the dock, a smell mixed with sand and sweat hit his face. Zhou Xingzu was about to cover his nose, but he found that everyone around him, including the master, looked as usual. He forced himself to put down the hand covering his nose. The original supervisors in black jackets at the dock have all disappeared at this time, leaving only the workers who are unloading goods. Although almost all of them are sweating profusely and have tired faces, there is a look in their eyes. But there was a hint of excitement and expectation that I had never had before.

"Brother Rong!"

As soon as Zhou Xingzu and others walked to the wooden shed, they saw Zheng Jirong standing outside joking with a few workers.

"It came pretty quickly."

"Why don't you go into the shed and rest, Brother Rong, the sun is so bright outside."

Zheng Jirong shook his head when he heard this, "It's good to show off. After being pampered for so long, I almost forgot that I was just a working people selling meat."

"Eh? Gang leader, didn't you study abroad? Why did you become a butcher again?" Master asked curiously.

"Why, do you think foreign devils abroad don't eat meat?"

Zheng Jirong explained casually: "In order to study abroad, the longest occupation I have worked is a butcher. You may not believe it, but after killing animals for so many years, I have never received a bad review."

"Hahaha, boss, you are really versatile."

After entering the shack, Zheng Jirong pointed to a book on the table and said to the master: "Before you came, I asked the previous accountant of the Black Tiger Gang. The names and addresses of these workers are all recorded in this roster. , you don’t have to go through the trouble of registering one by one later, just go to the roster and call your name."

"That's good, that's good," the Master said happily, "With so many people, if we register one by one, we may not be able to solve the problem until tomorrow. It will be much easier if we call the names."

After saying that, he was about to go out with the few literate helpers he had brought. At this time, Zheng Jirong said again: "Don't worry, there is something you still need to do."

He pointed at the sandbags piled up around the shack, "These are the military rations bought by the big grain dealers in Shanghai for the Northern Expeditionary Army. Since the dock is ours now, the prices for unloading and loading goods should also be reset." That's right, after you finish your work here, remember to go to the four major grain merchants to renegotiate."

"Oh, these are all small problems," the master said confidently, "Brother Rong, you don't know something. In fact, these wealthy businessmen don't care who is in charge of the dock. As long as their goods are transported by hand, it's fine, but at this price."

After thinking for a while, he asked Zheng Jirong: "Boss, do you want something higher than the previous Black Tiger Gang or..."

Zheng Jirong raised his eyebrows and did not answer the question directly. Instead, he said casually: "I promised the brothers a salary of five copper coins per bag. How much do you think I, the boss, should get?"

".clear!"

The master hesitated for a while and then gritted his teeth and agreed. In fact, the price of five copper coins per bag was already very high. He really didn't have much confidence in negotiating for a higher price.

Seeing the confused look on the old boy's face, Zheng Jirong said helplessly: "Why are you, my master, so stupid? If you casually reveal my relationship with Bai Chongxi, are you still afraid that these wealthy businessmen won't agree?"

As the most powerful and highest-ranking military officer in the Kuomintang government from Songhu to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, [Little Zhuge] Bai Chongxi's name is still very intimidating.

"Brother Rong, if you don't tell me, how can I dare to mention it to others?"

The master's heart dropped to his stomach after hearing this, and he replied with a smile.

"Just talk nonsense, get out and call your name."

After he left, Zheng Jirong asked Zhou Xingzu again: "Has the relief food been scattered?"

"It's gone. I used all the money you gave me to buy rice and noodles. I transported several truckloads of them to the slums."

Zhou Xingzu said excitedly: "Brother Rong, you don't even know that after these refugees heard that the leader of the Ax Gang bought it for them with his own money, they all knelt on the ground and called you [Master Qingtian]!"

"Come on, after they finish eating, if I don't continue to send more, they will change their words and scold me."

"Ah?" Zhou Xingzu said dumbly: "You can't be so tasteless, right?"

"It's a matter of friendship and hatred. No one can say for sure about this kind of thing."

"Then Brother Rong, why do you still need to buy food to help them?"

"Please have peace of mind."

While they were chatting, the master had already led a few of his men to gather all the workers outside the shack. Looking at the dense crowd in front of him, the master cleared his throat and flipped through the roster and called their names one by one.

If his name was called and he agreed, he would put a check mark after his name, and if the name was not called, he would put a cross. This method was really fast, and it didn't take long for more than half of the workers to be registered.

"Du Dapeng, is Du Dapeng here?!"

Swish!
A tall, muscular man in the crowd raised his hands.

The master couldn't help but look at Du Dapeng a few more times. Even at the dock crowded with strong laborers, this was the first time he saw such a strong man.

Just when he was about to raise his pen to draw a tick, the man who looked like an iron tower suddenly pushed aside the workers in front and walked to the roll call table.

The scorching sun above his head was instantly covered by his tall shadow. The master took a half step back in fear, frowned and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I want to see the gang leader!" the man shouted loudly.

"Meet Brother Rong?" Upon hearing this, the master looked this guy up and down.

Hmm. He is at least two meters tall, much taller than the boss, and his body is so thick. He is really a good boy who can stop bullets.
"Okay, wait a moment, I'll go in and talk to Brother Rong."

"and many more!"

At this moment, another short man with a crew cut at the back of the team shouted: "I want to see the gang leader too!"

Although this guy was not tall, his hands were extremely powerful. He raised his hand and swiped at the crowd a few times before squeezing directly from the back to the front.

He shouted to his master: "My name is Tiezhu, and I also want to see the gang leader!"

The master glanced at this guy's calloused and extremely wide-boned hands, nodded and said, "Okay, you all just wait."

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Finally, I recommend you a book by a good friend, "Wouldn't it be better to let me be reborn?"
Introduction: "If you were reborn, could you be happy with your first love?"

Faced with such a problem, Yu Nian answered hundreds of words eloquently. The summary is - he has been reborn, why would he hurt that poor girl?

If we have this time, it would be better to use what we have learned in thirty years to embrace a wider forest and achieve a class jump at the same time. How great!

Then--

Yu Nian is reborn!
(End of this chapter)