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"Hangzi, the club's roster and account books will be handed over to you from now on."

After the meeting, the third uncle handed the leading token and the roster account book to Li Wenhang.

Li Wenhang took it solemnly, looked at the third uncle in front of him and bowed deeply.

"My third uncle has been busy during this period."

The third uncle did not speak, but helped Li Wenhang up, and then left the tea restaurant with the seventh uncle.

After they left, Li Wenhang sat on the Taishi chair and opened the system panel.

Remaining prestige: 850 points

Source of current prestige value: He Nghe An Dragon Head (15 points of prestige per day)

After taking the leading position, my prestige increased by 15 points every day?

The Sunset Club is really not good...

Sighing, Li Wenhang took the account book and roster and looked through them.

The first is the roster. Including several uncles such as Gun Shen Da, and Ngee Ann, the total number of people enrolled is 586.

Of course, those who are registered do not mean that all the people are available, because at the lowest level, there are still many blue lanterns who are not high enough to be registered.

When these blue lanterns wait until they are included in the roster, no matter whether they start working or not, people in each hall will allocate money to help them make ends meet. As for whether they can earn more in the future, it depends on whether they can

If you do things well, you will not only earn money, but you can even get a job at a high level and support your own subordinates.

If things don't go well, you'll be lucky if you can continue to be a 49-year-old who doesn't have enough to eat.

Now, the 586 people He Yi'an supports, even if calculated based on the minimum amount of money, it costs at least more than 700,000 yuan a month. If you include the uncles and Da Di who have to take more money, each of them will have to take away more money.

The monthly calculation is more than one or two million, and he is a real gold-eating beast.

After calculating the approximate expenses, Li Wenhang opened his account book and carefully checked his income.

The number of each big bottom is one of the most important sources of income for the society, and the most conspicuous among them is Ma Wang Liangyao Wei.

Last month, he himself paid 400,000, and after excluding his uncles who took away 150,000, the remaining 250,000 went into the club's account.

After Liangyao Wei is the traitor Chang. Last month he paid 320,000 yuan and received 170,000 yuan.

Except for the two of them with relatively good performance, the rest of them basically paid more than 200,000 yuan. Dianzailong was the worst, only paying 170,000 yuan. Fortunately, the fifth uncle never accepted gift money from him, but even so

, the money he can contribute to the society is only 70,000 yuan, which is about the same amount as Piggy Wu.

Staring at the account book and doing calculations, until the end of the calculation, only about 800,000 yuan was paid into the account every month, and Li Wenhang not only used this money to support his brothers, but also left part of it for others.

Paying rewards to people who do good things is completely inadequate.

Originally, Li Wenhang thought of running a business with money from the association, but now it seems that it is simply wishful thinking.

The value of the word "sunset" in the Sunset Club is really too high.

Sighing, Li Wenhang took off his glasses and rubbed his cheeks vigorously.

We have to find a way to make money. If we continue to maintain this status quo, I don’t know whether the association will continue to operate. There will definitely be no chance of clearing my name.

Every frog needs to shed its skin when it comes ashore. Just like Ngee Ann, how can he shed his skin for others?

But what way should we use to make money? It is best to make a small amount of money, earn a lot, and have all you can eat at once...

Li Wenhang picked up the account book again and scanned the numbers of everyone from top to bottom, then his eyes hovered over the name of Liang Yaokai.

If you don't touch fans, it's really the salty guy who makes the best money.

It's just Fengyue magazines and pirated DVDs, which are all done by various societies. He is guarding the cow dung land of Yuen Long, and there is nothing he can do to compete with others.

Apart from these things, is there anything that can make money from the salty guy...

Got it!

Just when Li Wenhang closed the account book and his eyes fell on the blue folder, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Thinweed!"

Hearing the shouting, Xiwei ran up from downstairs, complaining and sighing at the same time.

"Brother Hang, I just wanted to tell you that Diaizilong said he wanted to see you for something, and he refused to leave even if he stayed down there..."

"Ignore that bad boy and tell me if you have ever seen such a thing."

Li Wenhang squeezed a small pill from the blue note on the table and held it up in front of Xiwei.

Xiwei was startled, then shook his head in confusion.

"Weir Gang, Viagra is here, have you heard of it?"

"Ah Wei has heard about it, but I don't know about Viagra." Xiwei scratched his head.

really!

The corner of Li Wenhang's mouth raised. In his impression, blue pills were only available in the millennium. The market is still blank now!

In fact, even if you know the use, it is very difficult to develop it from scratch, but fortunately, Li Wenhang happens to be very familiar with this medicine.

This is also thanks to two models pestering him at night before he went on stage to box in his previous life, forcing him to go all out and almost failing the urine test. Otherwise, he wouldn't have remembered the molecular formula of this thing and wanted to avoid it in the future.

Taking something with similar ingredients again was misjudged.

It seems to start with c20...

Relying on his memory, Li Wenhang took out another note, wrote down the content of the molecular formula, and put it into his pocket along with the blue pill he had just made temporarily.

Li Wenhang couldn't figure out whether this thing was accurate or not, but his father left him a piece of information in a clinic, and the doctors there must understand it.

"Xiwei, go drive and accompany me to Bolan Street."

"Oh." Xiwei nodded subconsciously, but he immediately reacted, "Brother Hang, what about Epileptic Dragon? What should we do?"

"What does he want to do? Forget it, let's go down first and talk about it later."

The road to wealth was right in front of him, so Li Wenhang didn't think much and went straight downstairs.

As soon as I walked down the stairs, sure enough, just as Xiwei reported, Dianzilong was sitting in the hall, staring at the stairs.

As soon as Li Wenhang stepped down, he couldn't wait to greet him, his eyes burning with blazing fighting spirit.

"Is something wrong?" Li Wenhang asked curiously.

"Well, I want to have a fight with you!"

Be crisp and straight to the point.

"Fight with me?"

Li Wenhang looked up and down at Diaizilong, feeling a little baffled.

If this guy wanted to fight for the top spot, shouldn't he have taken action earlier? The succession ceremony is over, what's the point of jumping out now?

Perhaps feeling Li Wenhang's suspicion in his heart, Dianzilong quickly raised his hands and smiled calmly.

"Don't get me wrong, Brother Hang. I don't want to compete with you for the top spot. I just want to compete with you in the ring. I watched the whole process between you and Touma Jun. You have such great kung fu."

Jin, if I don’t find a chance to fight you once, I won’t even be able to eat my midnight snack!”

What idiot?

Looking at Shang Wenlong with a frank face, Li Wenhang finally understood why he had the nickname "Crazy Boy".

If you want to fight with a master when you see one, isn't this just a martial arts lunatic?

Looking back on his experience in the arena in his previous life, Li Wenhang has seen many such people who are obsessed with studying. However, compared to those people, Epilepsy Dragon's illness seems to be a little more severe. Otherwise, he would not have been on the day when the new leader took over.

Then he shouted that he wanted to have a showdown.

But thanks to those experiences in his previous life, Li Wenhang knew how to deal with these crazy martial artists who liked to "climb to the top" regardless of the consequences.

"Long Zai, do you really want to fight me?" Li Wenhang put his hand on Dian Zai Long's shoulder and spoke earnestly.

When someone put a hand on his shoulder, Epilepsy Long's instinct, which he had practiced martial arts for many years, subconsciously wanted to dodge, but before he could struggle, Li Wenhang's hand was like a pair of pliers, tightly squeezing his shoulder and letting him twist it however he wanted.

body, but I can't get out of it at all.

Epizailong's breathing suddenly became heavier, and the fire in his eyes became even hotter.

"The gap between you and me is still too big. If you really want to fight me, you can just practice for at least three more years. How about I give you this opportunity?"

Li Wenhang let go of his hand and looked at Dianzilong with a smile.

Diaizilong took a deep breath, looked at Li Wenhang, and nodded vigorously.

"It doesn't take three years, give me one year! I'm confident I can beat you!"

After saying that, Madman turned around and left without looking back.

After getting rid of this trouble easily, Li Wenhang and Xiwei also left the tea restaurant.

While waiting for Xiwei to drive over, a Toyota Crown suddenly stopped in front of An Kee Tea Restaurant.

The car door opened, and a tall man stepped out of the car and stood in front of Li Wenhang.

"From Anji Tea Restaurant?"

Li Wenhang raised his head and looked at the man, curiously asking: "Who are you?"

"Tung Ying Society, Iron Tower Man, made a special trip to deliver the letter."

After a pause, the tall man took out two hundred pieces of Hong Kong paper from his arms and threw it to Li Wenhang.

"When the people from He Ngee An come to your tea restaurant again, tell them for me that Touma Jun still owes Brother Yaoyang of Dongying Society 4 million in payment for goods. If he dies, we will record this debt on He Ngee An. We

If you just wait seven days and can't get the money to settle the account, you will bear the consequences."

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