Who would still hang out in society after being reborn?

Genting Hotel.

The top luxury hotel in the North District, a true five-star hotel, where consumers are either rich or noble. Of course, with the consumption capacity of Songjiang North District, there are not many customers who can come here to consume.

Therefore.

There are not many guests coming and going.

Opposite the hotel are many food stalls, with many guests coming and going, and it is extremely lively.

In front of a certain restaurant.

There are seven or eight tables, each of which is full of young people. Most of them are shirtless, with dragons and tigers carved all over their bodies, flower arms, black arms, and various patterns. The hair color is also varied. Some stand on one leg on the stool, or stand up directly to drink beer. There are countless beer bottles on the ground.

Obviously.

Gangsters!

The passers-by don’t care about this. These days, there is no shortage of gangsters dressed like students.

Only a few people at the first table are relatively normal. The one sitting in the first seat is a young man with a strong momentum. It is the big gangster who was once as famous as Qin Jiang on Xueyuan Road: Qian He.

Both sides.

He is the backbone of his team.

The people at the seven or eight tables nearby are all his subordinates, and they are the kind of people who dare to fight and fight when they are called.

It is precisely because of these subordinates, plus the fair price, that Qian He is extremely popular in the recent platform market.

Not long ago, a KTV even asked him to watch the venue, giving him a reward of 15,000 yuan a month, and providing him with two cars, even if they were just cars of unknown number of hands.

Bang!

A backbone younger brother opened a bottle of beer: "Brother He, we are also considered to be successful and can watch the venue for others. Who in the Songjiang student gangster circle has such prestige."

"Now let alone you, even if I walk on the corridor of Xueyuan Road, everyone who sees me will call me brother."

As soon as this was said.

Several other backbone younger brothers also echoed excitedly, constantly praising Qian He and saying that he was almost the leader of Xueyuan Road, and even the leader of the entire North District and Songjiang in the future.

They selectively ignored Heilong. First, no one would mention a strong opponent at such a happy moment. Second, Heilong was almost disappearing from the gangster circle of Xueyuan Road. He neither participated in student fights nor gave others a platform to fight. Basically, there was little news about Heilong.

Of course.

They didn't know that Heilong was about to disappear in the student gangster circle, but he had become famous in the high-level circle of Xueyuan Road, and even the big guys in the North District vaguely knew about Qin Jiang.

Qian He felt comfortable listening to the compliments. It was a great honor to be able to calm people down during his student days.

Anyway.

He believed that Xueyuan Road was unique!

He couldn't help laughing and said, "I, Qian He, can be where I am today because of you brothers. From now on, whenever I, Qian He, have a bite to eat, I will not let my brothers starve, and I will definitely lead my brothers to make a name for myself. You know what I am like. I won't say anything else... It's all in the wine. I'll drink it!"

Then.

He picked up the beer and drank it all.

Several brothers were also very moved and stood up and shouted:

"Cheers to Big Brother!"

Instantly.

Seventy or eighty brothers who were drinking also stood up, picked up their beers and shouted in unison:

"Cheers to Big Brother!"

"Cheers to Big Brother!"

"......"

The dozens of people cheered loudly, attracting the attention of all the people in the nearby food stalls. Looking at Qian He and others, they couldn't help but have different expressions, and there were many envious people among them.

There is no shortage of small gangsters who can come to the food stalls to drink.

In the eyes of those student gangs, Qian He and other gangs have already made a name for themselves, and Qian He is even a big brother in the underworld.

See this.

Qian He said proudly:

"Boss... continue to serve skewers... serve wine. Today I will not leave until I am drunk with my brothers..."

"Okay!"

The boss was also very straightforward. He was not afraid that Qian He would not pay. Nowadays, anyone who can run a food stall in a good location must have some connections behind him, otherwise he would not be able to do it at all.

(Explanation: about 10 years ago, most food stall owners had some social connections and were very good at fighting. Basically, weapons were placed under the grill to prevent people from making trouble.)

"Brother He is awesome!" Some younger brothers came to support him again. They also respected their boss Qian He very much.

First of all, Qian He is very brotherly, he keeps his word, he is a man of his word, he dares to fight and fight, and he is full of loyalty.

And he is not stingy. All the money earned by the group will be distributed according to the proportion, and he does not take much. They are naturally willing to follow such a boss.

The most important thing:

They see a bright road ahead!

At this moment, a young man pointed at the opposite direction and exclaimed: "Fuck... Why are there so many people over there..."

Swish!

Others looked over there subconsciously.

I saw hundreds of people gathered under the Genting Hotel, all dressed in formal clothes and standing straight, as if they were all urban elite white-collar workers, but many of them had hair colors that were not right, adding a bit of ancientStrange.

Seeing this, many people discussed:

"What are so many people in formal clothes doing under the Genting Hotel?"

"Needless to say...it must be a large group holding an annual meeting at the Genting Hotel. I often see it?"

"But which Jiafa Group would have so many employees with colorful hair? It's obviously abnormal."

"You don't understand this. It's probably some large construction group. Their engineering department will have some such people to calm the situation. Otherwise, the contracted projects will not be easy to advance."

As soon as this was said.

Many people nodded.

This move is well known to everyone. In this day and age, if you don't have some means to do construction, you don't know how you will die.

...

Qian He and others couldn't help but sigh.

Mixing in society!

For them, the ultimate goal is to do engineering, which is what they think represents transformation and money.

Although these engineering companies are not in the eyes of the real leaders in Songjiang in the later period, they are the existence that these gangsters need to look up to.

**Engineering King Tianba!

**Engineering Ma San!

.....

.....

Who is not a famous boss in Songjiang?

Bang!

Qian He poured himself a glass of wine, and stood up slightly with a slightly drunken body and said: "Brothers, don't worry, within ten years... not... five years, we can also have a new world. By then, I will also let you eat at Genting Hotel, whatever you want!"

"Cheers!!!"

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The other brothers stood up again.

The scene opposite and Qian He's words made them begin to fantasize that they could also make a name for themselves in the future...

Of course!

Just when they were about to drink it all.

Didi... Didi...

Accompanied by a horn sound.

An extremely dazzling convoy drove over, immediately attracting everyone's attention. It was a convoy led by a luxury Mercedes-Benz, followed by several sedans and more than 20 motorcycles on both sides. In particular, the more than 20 motorcycles escorted the convoy, which simply raised the appearance to the extreme. Wherever they passed, other vehicles quickly avoided it.

In front of Genting Hotel!

Hundreds of young men in formal attire immediately separated to make way for the convoy and lined up to greet it....