Die For Life

Why did I join the patrol team in the factory area of ​​the city?

Leyu is not a refusal. He just feels that how can he be responsible for such an important work, and he is also responsible for newspaper affairs and manuscript writing. "The newspaper" issues once a week, and there is only one page in charge of serializing his future novel, but Leyu is often forced to squeeze out only when the deadline is approaching.

Before writing, he felt that his mind was full of plots and settings, and every stroke of the pen must be a wonderful pen to produce flowers in one go. After writing, he realized that a thousand words a day is so difficult to hold!

However, the Jing family had already decided, and let Leyu be responsible for the formation of a half-city patrol on behalf of the Jing family.

Jing Zhengwu's face was ugly at that time. At that time, Leyu didn't know what the patrol captain was enviable. Leyu didn't know what this meant until the Tianfu meeting a few days later.

Tianfu Restaurant, one of the three major restaurants in the inner city, the chef and the master chef were former royal chefs. The first-hand ‘Longfeng Shrimp Dumpling’ is still the heart of countless lavish and expensive restaurants. The meeting of the half-city patrol team was held in the Tianfu Restaurant.

This time, Leyu brought two bodyguards, Midie and Lisang. From a distance, he saw the vehicles gathering in the open space in front of the Tianfu Restaurant. As soon as he got off the bus, a waiter came to guide the way, euphemistically saying that the bodyguards and others could rest on the first floor. Drink tea and the meeting will be held in the VIP room on the second floor.

Leyu glanced at it when he entered, and said in amazement, "Tianfu Restaurant was packaged by the Silver Blood Club today?"

He hadn’t been to Tianfu restaurant before—mainly greedy for the shrimp dumplings—he remembered that the first floor of Tianfu was the tea hall, the second floor was the VIP room, and the third floor was the hall for weddings, funerals, and weddings, but now But there were no people in the lobby on the first floor, as long as a group of servants and bodyguards were sitting and resting.

The waiter respectfully said: "Tianfu Restaurant is the property of Tingjia. Because today's meeting is to be arranged, the second son decided to keep Tianfu closed for one day and open the business after the meeting is over."

Get off the horse? Still rich? Or show off?

However, Leyu only now knew that Tianfu Restaurant was actually the property of Tingjia—he always thought Tingjia was selling arms, but he didn't expect to sell breakfast. In fact, this is also normal. How can there be no silver-blood society in the businesses that make money in Xuanzhu County?

The car he rides, the clothes he wears, the food he eats, the house he lives in... everything Xuanzhu County needs every day belongs to the business of the Yinxuehui. The Silver Blood Society is a net of heaven and earth covering the entire Dongyang District, and their Jing family is part of this giant net.

Midie Lisang stayed on the first floor, Leyu was led by the waiter to the VIP room on the second floor, opened the double door carved with dragons and phoenixes, and walked in with his head high.

In front of Leyu, is a huge round table.

Sitting at the round table were many strange and familiar faces, looking at them, the long-sleeping dark memories in Leyu’s mind emerged in disorder like a cockroach being alarmed——

The behind-the-scenes proprietor of "Xuan Zhu Bao", the eldest son of the Cha Family Chamber of Commerce, Cha Jin;

Zhou Bai, the person in charge of the city’s garbage disposal and usury industry, the vice chairman of Zhou’s Chamber of Commerce;

Leather giant, vice chairman of Huangjia Chamber of Commerce, Huang He;

...

The city construction project, the grandson of the Qin Family Chamber of Commerce, Qin Leyin;

All walks of life are involved, Luo Zhen, the eldest son of the Luo Family Chamber of Commerce;

Sea trade giant, Shaoye Sun of Quanjia Chamber of Commerce, Quanxin;

Military Automobile Heavy Industry, the third son of the Lanjia Chamber of Commerce, Lanjianbo;

Xuanzhu Arms Merchant, the second son of the Chamber of Commerce, listen to the morning;

And himself, the Dongyang Iron and Steel giant, the eldest son of the Jingjia Chamber of Commerce, Jing Zhengwei!

"If I kill all the people here, maybe Silver Blood will be overthrown soon, right?"

Hearing Le Yu's unmodified and straightforward words, the young talents present were taken aback, and immediately laughed:

"Yes, the people here are the pillars of the next generation of the Silver Blood Association. If we die, the Silver Blood Association will really be lost for at least ten years."

"That's you, I'm dead, a lot of people are waiting for the superior."

"Suddenly I found myself quite important, a little bloated."

"Just forget it, your dad can do it for at least ten years. If you die, your dad still has time to raise a son again, hahaha!"

"I rarely communicated with Young Master Jing before, but I didn't expect Young Master Jing to be quite funny."

The atmosphere suddenly became cheerful, and everyone laughed and laughed. Sitting at 12 o'clock, Ting Chao Zao, who was looking at the door, stretched out his right hand: "Zhengwei, please sit down."

Leyu's position is the second on the right hand side, which is not a bad one, just in line with the current status of the Jing family. When he sat down and looked at the whole hall of young men who were dressed casually, gorgeously, comfortable, or serious, he realized what this meeting represented--

The union of the younger generation of the Silver Blood Club!

No wonder Jing Zhengwei has their intelligence in his mind, because for Jing Zhengwei, these people are allies he can use before becoming Patriarch, and they are also enemies that he must face after becoming Patriarch!

People like Ting Chaozao, Quanxin, Luo Zhen, Lan Jianbo, and Qin Leyin are almost all at the helm of the next generation of their chamber of commerce.

The twenty young masters sitting here, ten or twenty years later, will be the big men in Xuanzhu County who have stirred up the situation! The behind-the-scenes capitalists who control all walks of life in Dongyang District! The back waves of the sea surging!

Even not just the business community. If the power of Xuanzhu County's capital continues to expand, then the political and military circles will soon become the possession of the twenty people here!

No wonder the yin and yang smelly brother's face is so ugly, he had long expected that the establishment of this half-city patrol is essentially a friendship of the younger generation of silver blood!

Although Jing Zhengwu will not lose the qualification to become the Patriarch because of this, he is afraid that Leyu will obtain strong foreign aid through communication and cooperation with other young masters, which will reduce his chances of winning the Patriarch!

Thinking of this, Leyu found a small piece of relevant information from Jing Zhengwei's dusty memory: It is said that it is the tradition of the Silver Blood Society to let the younger generation jointly establish a small organization to deepen the relationship.

Decades ago, when there was a severe drought, Jing Qingxun and dozens of other young masters formed a disaster relief team to patrol Dongyang District to suppress thieves from rushing to buy crops. Of course, they don’t have to go to work, so they just put a name on them. Decades have passed. At that time, members of the disaster relief team became presidents of various chambers of commerce as long as they did not die.

Most of the contacts that Jing Zhengwei used when he started his business were the Yu Meng accumulated by Jing Qingchu's disaster relief team.

Now that Jing Qingchu is about to die, and other chambers of commerce presidents have reached the year of knowing the destiny, they took this opportunity to cultivate the joint consciousness of the next generation. Of course, these young talents have known each other a long time ago. The relationship between brother-in-law and sister-in-law like Qin Leyin and Jing Zhengwu, there are still several pairs in this VIP room, and there are even brothers and lovers—this is actually It is the most popular relationship between the two chambers of commerce, and it can be called an unbreakable alliance.

But private relationships are private relationships, and setting up a new organization will also help select the next generation of leaders. The current president of the Silver-Blood Association has established the prestige of the disaster relief team as early as that year, and let other young brothers obey him. After more than ten years of business development, he is almost undoubtedly elected as a new generation of clubs. Long, not just because their family runs the arms business.

It can be said that this small organization of the temporary patrol team is to conduct exercises for the future Silver Blood Society. Whoever can be recognized by everyone in the patrol team is likely to be the future president of the Silver Blood Society.

As for searching for backlighters and protecting the safety of the factory area, it is a trivial matter.

Of course, although there are twenty people here, there are actually only five candidates for the president: Ting Chaozao, Luo Zhen, Quanxin, Lan Jianbo, and Jing Zhengwei. Others can only choose to stand in line, and they do not have the right to be elected. They can be regarded as merchant democracy.

In fact, to be fair, there are other chambers of commerce that are richer than the five largest chambers of commerce. Like the Qin family who runs a construction business, the funds they can use may not be less than that of the Jing family. But the five major chambers of commerce are the five major chambers of commerce because their existence itself can shake the entire Dongyang district's economy: Tingjia’s arms, Jingjia’s steel, Luo’s aristocratic business, Lanjia’s heavy industry, and Quanjia’s sea trade.

They are almost irreplaceable, or the cost of replacing them is too great, but other chambers of commerce are not, so other chambers of commerce will never be able to encroach on the supreme power of the Silver-Blood Association.

"Sorry, I am late."

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a young man walked in with a fan, his long hair casually tied with a ponytail on his shoulders, and his clothes were casually wrapped around his chest, but every move made people couldn’t help but use'Greeting' Suave' to describe him.

"Huaisong, I've been waiting for you for a long time, please sit down. Come, let Master Song add a cup of eighteen gentlemen tea." Hearing Chao Zao laughed, it seems that he is quite familiar with this man.

But Jing Zhengwei didn't have the man's intelligence in his mind. Leyu couldn't help but ask the red-haired man next to him: "In-law, who is that person?"

In-laws...Qin Leyin couldn't help but glanced at Leyu~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and whispered: "He is the third young master of poetry, and the poem cherishes it."

Oh oh! It's the poet who seems to be going bankrupt!

Leyu tusk twice and turn his head to ask the waiter: "Is there any honey five-flower tea? I want it to be iced."

"Young Master Jing, according to seniority, you and I should be considered as brothers." At this time, Qin Leyin picked up the teacup and said leisurely: "You were born in 61 years, I was born in 60 years, and I grew up with you for one year. I'm rudely calling you "Brother Zhengwei"."

What is the name of the sand sculpture, it sounds so weak... The music is full of chills, and he shook his head quickly: "Forget it, I don't think I have a good relationship with my brother, and I don't know you too well. I will be free in the future. Come out for tea."

Qin Leyin didn't seem to mind the willing attitude, and said, "Then you just asked me a question, can you answer me a question too?"

"Next time, I will definitely do it next time. This time I will be a prostitute for nothing." Leyu shook his head again and again, always feeling that the brother's eldest brother-in-law was plotting against him.

"I don't want to hear what I want to ask?" Qin Leyin clasped her hands and smiled: "Well, as long as you are willing to answer my question, I will tell you who instructed Yitian to help ambush you."

Le Yu squinted his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and whispered: "...You ask, but I won't necessarily answer."

"Okay, actually my problem is not difficult, I just want to know—"

"You just didn't make a joke anymore, did you?"

Le Yu was taken aback: "What do you mean."

"You were not kidding me just now." Qin Leyin lowered his voice and said in a positive tone:

"You really want to kill all the people here."

Le Yu's face remained unchanged, but his right hand couldn't help but touched the iron bracer of the ‘saint’s relic’ on his left wrist.