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"Brother Yao, are you exaggerating?"

At this time, Da Fei once again acted as a vanguard, stood up and said loudly:

"Hongxing has Hongxing's family laws and Hongxing's regulations!"

"Hongxing is elected. Since the leader is so important, of course it must be elected. You can't just say it."

"As for who to choose and who not to choose, just follow the family rules. If you don't follow the family rules, won't it cause chaos?"

"Hongxing is in such chaos now. Don't add to the chaos anymore!"

"Brother Yao, are you right?"

"yes"

Chen Yao nodded slightly and then said:

"Da Fei, do you have anyone of your own?"

Snapped!

Da Fei slapped Lin Yao next to him on the shoulder and said loudly:

"I recommend this Brother Yao. This Brother Yao is capable and qualified. Now only he can shoulder our great responsibility in Hongxing!"

Chen Yao neither confirmed nor denied, but glanced around and asked:

"Brothers, do you have any other candidates?"

"I object! I object to Lin Yao being the leader of our Hongxing."

Ah Chao, the leader of Chai Wan District, was the first to object loudly.

"It only took Lin Yao more than half a year to go from being a red stick to being a leader. Now he has come out to choose our Hongxing leader. Isn't it a fantasy?"

"Isn't it ridiculous to choose a man in his twenties to be our leader in Hongxing?"

"This is not in line with our Hongxing tradition!"

Uh-huh!

Brother Ji immediately stood up and shouted angrily.

"Achao, what the hell are you talking about?"

"I know more about Hongxing's traditions than you do. When I was in charge, you were still a fucking cell."

"We at Hongxing have always vigorously cultivated young people."

"Mr. Jiang is only over 30 years old when he becomes the leader of Hongxing, and Chen Yao, you are not over 30 years old when you become the white paper fan in the main hall.

"Damn it, Brother Ji, why have you become so fierce now? I think you have selfish motives. Tell me, how much did you charge Tai Ziyao?!"

Ah Chao retorted sarcastically.

"Brother Ji, it's okay if you come out and choose me, but Prince Yao will choose Hong Xing as the leader in less than a year. No matter how you say it, it's a joke. Anyway, I object!"

"Achao, I remember Hongxing's rules are that people with red sticks are not allowed to sit in the hall, and people with white paper fans must be fanned. But there is no age limit, right?"

Thirteenth sister raised the hand holding the lady's cigarette and pointed at Ah Chao and said.

Ah Chao cleared his throat and said nothing.

After all, the Hongxing family rules really did not stipulate the age, but stipulated that anyone with a red stick could compete to be the leader.

To compete for the lead, one must be the leader or above.

Lin Yao is now the leader in Yau Ma Tei, and of course he has the right to run for the leadership of Hongxing.

"Is it useful to talk so much nonsense? There are only two Yao brothers running now, so let's vote."

"It's simple. If the majority of them get support, they will come. Others will have to admit their dissatisfaction." Da Fei said impatiently.

"Yes, yes, vote now!" Brother Ji shouted.

Just when everyone was eager to try, Chen Yao stood up and looked at Lin Yao.

Han Bin immediately had a bad feeling.

"Ayao, I admire you very much. This is not a compliment, but something from the bottom of my heart!"

Chen Yao said seriously.

Lin Yao had a calm expression on his face, holding a cigar in his hand and nodded with a smile.

"Mr. Jiang also admired and valued you very much during his lifetime. He said that you were capable, good at skills, and had brains."

After a pause, Chen Yao continued:

"Today I want to tell you directly in front of all my uncles and brothers. Mr. Jiang told me twice!"

"He said that he would cultivate you well and train you as the future leader of our Hongxing!"

"You are capable and smart, I firmly believe so!!"

Lin Yao raised his eyebrows.

No, something is very wrong!

What is Chen Yao doing?

What is the purpose of putting a high hat on yourself at this time?

Moreover, Mr. Jiang is already dead, and there is no evidence of his death.

Just when I thought of this, I heard Chen Yao say:

"But Mr. Jiang also said that you have many advantages, but you also have shortcomings."

"The disadvantage is that he is too aggressive and his sharp edge is too obvious. He must exercise well."

"You are a good piece of jade, that's true, but you must also craft it carefully."

"There are some edges that need to be polished."

"If the edge is too exposed, it may be a disaster for you and Hong Xing."

Hearing this, Lin Yao understood instantly.

Damn, this bastard is waiting for me here.

Praise and kill!

Is this trying to irritate my military morale?

Lin Yao took a puff of his cigar, stood up and said slowly:

"Brother Yao, let me ask you, when did Mr. Jiang say this? At what time? Where? Is there any circumstantial evidence?"

"Didn't you say it several times? You can just mention it once."

"I'm the only one here...no, there's also his former horse, Fang Ting." Chen Yao said slowly.

"Fang Ting, right? She is my employee now and helps me run the film company. I have never heard her say that."

"If you don't believe it, I'll call her right now."

"Forget it, don't make the call. Maybe she didn't hear it at the time." Chen Yao said with a frown.

"That means there is no proof of death. You can say whatever you want." Lin Yao sneered.

After a pause, Lin Yao continued:

"I suddenly remembered that Mr. Jiang had told me before that when he came to Yau Ma Tei, he gave me Chiang Mai cigars, I gave him Cuban cigars, and I personally made him a pot of Keemun black tea."

"He smiled and said to me, Ayao, you are so handsome, you will be the next leader of Hongxing."

"Chen Yao has a strategy and can manage money. He can be a white paper fan for you."

"It's a pity that Chen Yao has never been in charge. He doesn't know how to control the entire association. And the most important thing is that he has no courage. If Hong Xing is handed over to him, he will probably ruin it."

As soon as he finished speaking, many people on the scene burst into snickering laughter.

Thirteenth sister originally had a sullen face, but when she heard this, she lowered her head and covered her face with her hands, snickering.

Han Bin looked at Lin Yao and thought to himself: Brother Yao is really an all-around decathlete, and he is so awesome at talking and coaxing!

Chen Yao's face immediately turned cold, and then he said:

"Ayao, it's meaningless if you say that."

"Then what do you think it would be interesting to say?"

Lin Yao said lightly, and then continued:

"If you want to choose, choose quickly. If Chen Yao is elected, I will definitely support you. If I am elected, you must also support me without hesitation."

“Today’s matter is as simple as that, don’t add any extraneous details.

"Vote, vote, vote quickly!!" Da Fei roared.

"Yeah, hurry up and vote. Isn't it nice to just turn your vote over and stare at it?" Thirteenth Sister also urged.

"Then just vote, it's best if some people are convinced that they lose!"

Fatty Li held an apple in one hand and gnawed on his foot with the other, and said in a strange tone.

Chen Yao frowned and glanced at Lin Yao, then nodded and said: "Okay, if no one else wants to compete, then let's vote, just between me and Lin Yao."

"I will formally announce that I will ask all uncles and brothers who have the right to vote to make your choice."

As soon as the words fell, the scene fell into silence.

Everyone braced themselves, waiting to decide on the new leader of Hongxing.

"Those who agree with Lin Yao being the next leader of Hongxing, please raise your hands." Chen Yao said in a deep voice.

Dafei, Big B who represents the pretty mom, Thirteenth Sister, Brother Ji, and Dinosaur raised their hands one after another.

Lin Yao glanced at the prince who had been silent. The prince hesitated for a few seconds and did not express his position.

Lin Yao raised his hand himself.

6 votes.

Dozens of people at the scene looked at the six raised arms.

Can't help but feel a little worried for Lin Yao.

Even Lin Yao himself can only get six votes. How can this stabilize Hongxing's leadership?

However, upon closer inspection, I found that except for Big B, the others were young people from Hongxing, all of them young men.

It is a pity that it is still difficult to achieve success in the Hongxing area. Lin Yao cannot be the leader of Hongxing today, nor can he stop Chen Yao from taking the position.

Just when most people thought the result was settled, the prince raised his hand decisively.

7 votes.

There was a burst of murmurs among the crowd present.

Chen Yao's expression even changed.

He realized that the purpose of Lin Yao's election today was not to gain power, but to prevent him from rising to power.

There are a total of 16 people on site who are eligible to raise their hands, but now seven have raised their hands, leaving only nine.

As long as there is one more vote to support Lin Yao, it will be stuck.

Chen Yao cannot be the leader of Hongxing.

Sure enough, at this moment, Uncle Xing raised his hand.

boom! !

Everyone at the scene looked at Uncle Xing together, with different expressions of shock, doubt, and horror.

Han Bin saw everything and smiled, that's all.

Chen Yao couldn't take the position, and Hong Xing's leader could only be left empty, which bought Lin Yao time.

In the silence, Chen Yao said:

"Is there any more? Does anyone still support Lin Yao? If not, the final result will be eight votes."

"No one raised their hands again. Well, Lin Yao got the final vote, eight votes." Chen Yaoyun said calmly.

His indifferent attitude made Dafei, Thirteenth Sister and the others feel unsure.

Why didn't he panic? 8 votes are enough to prevent Chen Yao from taking office!

Han Bin looked at Lin Yao and saw that Lin Yao also had a calm face, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

At this moment, Uncle Fu, the most senior person, spoke.

"Before I vote for Chen Yao, there is one thing I want to say."

Everyone looked at him together.

As the most senior and oldest veteran in Hongxing, Uncle Fu's words still carry a lot of weight.

Uncle Fu didn't look at anyone, just stared at the table and said:

"According to the rules, Chen Yao also has the right to vote as the white paper fan and chief minister of the main hall, that is, one vote and two votes for each of the two positions."

"He now manages the Mong Kok restaurant, which means he has three tickets."

Hearing this, the prince, Thirteenth Sister, Brother Ji, Da Fei and others suddenly changed their expressions!

Even Lin Yao couldn't help but frown.

"So, A Yao's vote should count as 3 votes."

Fu Bo's shocking words caused an uproar at the scene.

One vote counts as 3 votes, that is, if everyone else supports Chen Yao.

Chen Yao can cast 3 votes alone, which is not 10:8.

Chen Yao can take over directly.

Just when Thirteenth Sister was about to object, Fu Bo continued:

"But for the sake of fairness, we old guys drank some wine together last night and thought about it. In this way, Chen Yao's 3 votes can only be counted as 2 votes."

"And Daewoo from Ciyun Mountain is still in the ICU and has no consciousness."

"I sent someone to check it out, so Daewoo's vote doesn't count."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and looked at everyone and asked:

"Do you have any opinions on this?"

"No, of course I have no objection. Brother Yao is the white paper fan of our main hall and Hong Xing's military advisor.

"Now that he is in charge of Mong Kok, it was reasonable for him to count three votes per vote, but now it is acceptable to count two votes."

"Actually, in my opinion, one vote for Brother Yao counts as ten votes."

Ah Chao said loudly.

"Quickly, vote, hurry up and vote, what's your opinion? What a stupid opinion!" Li, the fat man, glanced at Lin Yao and urged.

Old God Chen Yao looked at Lin Yao and asked:

"Ayao, if you have any opinions, just say it in front of all the brothers."

Da Fei moved his lips a few times and cursed silently: I will attack your mother.

Then he lit a cigarette.

Because he knew that even if Chen Yao was deducted one vote, Ciyunshan's vote would be invalid.

Chen Yao can also pass the votes.

In any case, the 9 votes are a sure thing.

Chen Yao will become the new leader of Hongxing today.

"For the unity of Hongxing, I have no objection. You can vote now." Lin Yaoyun said calmly.

Lin Yao's words. No one else thought that he had surrendered to Chen Yao.

After all, 9:8, Lin Yao loses no matter what.

Of course Chen Yao thought so too, and he tried hard to suppress the excitement in his heart.

He coughed a few times and then said:

"Okay, now those who agree that I, Chen Yao, should be the leader of Hongxing, please raise your hands!"

The next second, everyone on the scene raised their hands.

Chen Yao didn't even look at it and immediately raised his hand.

Han Bin and Thirteenth Sister in the crowd shook their heads together, alas——

He let out a sigh at the same time.

We young people still can't beat these old fritters.

These old fritters actually want to think of such a shameless and shameless method.

How the hell does one vote count for two?

No wonder who wanted that bastard old god to be there? It turned out that the arrangements had been made long ago.

So damn shameless!

"Uncle Fu, please count the number of people, and then announce the results."

Uncle Fu nodded and stood up from his seat with the help of his two younger brothers.

Then he started looking at the first fat guy on the right, Li, and muttered something:

1…2…5…6…7…8, there is no more after counting to “8”.

Fu Bo was over 70 years old this year, and his reaction was a little slow. He muttered: "No way? Why are there only 8 votes?"

Chen Yao smiled and said, "Uncle Fu, have you forgotten that the vote in Ciyun Mountain doesn't count? One vote here counts as two votes."

"I've calculated it. Your one vote counts as two votes, and the rest don't count. It still adds up to eight votes?

Fu Bo said with a confused look on his face.

Everyone at the scene looked around. I feel so incredible.

Chen Yao's one vote counts as two votes. Plus other people who have the right to vote, there should be nine votes anyway. How can there be one less vote?

Han Bin seemed to have thought of something. He opened his eyes and counted them one by one. Finally, he locked his eyes on an elder.

Chen Yao broke into a cold sweat and subconsciously wiped it.

Then he scratched his messy hair and started to look at those who had the right to vote.

At the end, his eyes were locked on that person.

The man was looking around and seemed to be busy with something.

"Uncle Long, do you want to raise your hand?" Chen Yao looked at Uncle Long and said in a deep voice.

"Who is it? Me? What hand are you raising?" Uncle Long turned around and asked.

"Uncle Long, you have the right to vote, but you haven't raised your hand yet. Now it's my turn to vote." Chen Yao was a little anxious.

When he said this, everyone at the scene understood normally. It turned out that Uncle Long had not decided yet.

Da Fei's eyebrows jumped and he hurriedly looked at Lin Yao. He saw Lin Yao holding a Cuban cigar in his mouth with a calm look on his face.

Han Bin also looked at Lin Yao. He was not qualified to speak, so he could only ask with his expression and eyes, meaning: Did you do it?

Lin Yao smiled and did not explain.

"Uncle Long, raise your hand, it's just you, damn, aren't you an old fool?"

Greyhound raised his hands and raised half of his buttocks and shouted to Uncle Long next to him.

But at this time, Chen Yao suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. He could no longer maintain the expression of the old god's presence and asked loudly:

"Uncle Long, do you want to raise your hand?"

Uncle Long was not in a hurry. He took out a crumpled cigarette from his pocket, lit it and said with a smile:

"To be honest, you two Ayao are both very good. How should I choose? The palms and backs of my hands are all flesh!"

As soon as these words came out, thunder rolled from the sky! !

Except for Lin Yao, everyone at the scene was shocked.

Listening to Uncle Long's opinion, should he abstain from voting at this juncture?

No way?

"Uncle Long, what do you mean?" Chen Yao asked.

At this moment, he had long lost the calmness he had before.

"Ayao, do you want to choose the leader? The most important thing is fairness!" Uncle Long looked at Chen Yao and said slowly.

Chen Yao cursed in his heart: "Justice, your mother, you are fucking me on purpose."

"I support both of you, Ayao, I admire both of you, and I like both of you. How do you choose? It's too difficult!"

At this point, Uncle Long spread his hands and said nonchalantly: "Then I can only choose to abstain. Whoever I choose will be wrong, right?"

"Uncle Long, what the hell are you doing to show off to Brother Yao?" Greyhound became furious.

"Fuck, how are you talking? Greyhound, what do you mean Brother Bai Yao's sword?"

"Both of them are Brother Yao. You have to tell the difference clearly. Doesn't the club stipulate that you can't abstain and you have to choose?"

Da Fei shouted decisively!

Greyhound was so anxious that he picked up the cigarette case and was about to throw it at Da Fei.

But when he raised it in the air, he saw Chen Yao winking at him, so he put it down and then cursed:

"Da Fei, attack your mother, are you fucking ungrateful?"

"Last time you took charge of Kowloon City Walled City, I raised my hand to support you."

"Greyhound, don't look at my usual crazy behavior. I know who is really nice to me." Da Fei said with a smile.

"Of course I know that you voted for me last time. If you come out to elect Hongxing Dragon Head today, I will also vote for you. Who is to blame if you didn't come out to elect?"

"Fuck you, Da Fei, you bastard..." Greyhound pointed at Da Fei, then pointed at his own nose and yelled.

"I choose the faucet, I choose the dick."

"Greyhound, you are self-aware, yes." Big B said with a smile.

Greyhound couldn't find anyone to vent to, so he and Big B immediately got into a fight.

All the dirty stuff about Chen Guzi was revealed, and suddenly the Hongxing headquarters was in a quarrel!

Chen Yao smoked his cigarette without saying a word. The ashes of the cigarette had grown long and were about to fall on the table at any time.

At this moment he felt very regretful.

Damn it, what a fucking mistake!

I thought it was a sure shot.

No matter what. Uncle Long was not counted.

Uncle Long, that is even more useless than Brother Ji.

Before that, Uncle Long told him that he would definitely support Chen Yao with this vote.

Damn it, you stabbed me in the back at the critical moment.

If I had known this, I should have ignored whether it looked ugly or not, and just counted one vote as three votes.

It would be better now, let Lin Yao be blocked here.

How to end it now?

At this moment, Uncle Fu was heard saying loudly:

"Okay, brothers, stop arguing. Aren't we in Hongxing enough chaos now?"

"If internal friction continues like this, then we should disband."

After saying this, the scene slowly became quiet.

Chen Yao calmed down at this moment.

He flicked the ashes of Brainless's cigarette to the ground with his hand, wondering if Forbes could show his senior authority.

Let yourself be the agent for the leader for a period of time. Anyway, Uncle Xing has expressed that he no longer wants to be the agent.

It's not bad to be the leading agent. As long as you have the power in your hands and Jiang Tianyang's support behind you, it should be easy to operate.

Although he has an idea in mind, he can't name it now.

It's not convenient to tell Uncle Fu secretly, I can only hope that Uncle Fu will think of this.

"Alas, our Hongxing is really in a precarious situation now!"

Fu Bo first gave the current situation a character, and then said slowly:

"As the old saying goes, an army cannot stop without a general, but a snake cannot stop without a head."

"Hong Hing is a large community in Hong Kong. Counting those outside, there are probably 50,000 people."

"Now we have no leader, how can we do that?"

"Uncle Fu, you are the oldest and most senior in the club. Please give us an idea."

Uncle Xing looked at Uncle Fu and said loudly.

"Okay, I have a proposal."

Uncle Fu raised his head and wondered in his mind whether it could be done.

Lin Yao flicked the ashes from his cigarette, looked at him and thought to himself: This old gangster can't do anything wrong, right?

At this time, I can't let them lead me by the nose, I must take the initiative!

After making up his mind, Lin Yao stood up.

Just as Uncle Fu was about to express his thoughts, he saw Lin Yao suddenly stood up and asked, "Ayao, do you have anything to say?

Facing everyone's astonished eyes, Lin Yao took a puff of his cigar and then said:

"Everyone has seen the result. Chen Yao and I are tied at 8:8."