Chapter 166

The negotiation was very easy, especially when Boss Ling mentioned the issue they were discussing before. Almost all the gangsters who fell to the ground looked sad and angry, and their eyes were filled with tears, and they were almost crying.

Nima, this is simply a lively enhanced version of "no fight" and no acquaintance"? Driver Wang looked at Boss Ling, who looked aggrieved in front of him with a look of grievance.

After Zhao Ji next to him, he almost burst into laughter. However, after being glared at Wang Yang, the Wushan gentleman, in anger, he finally closed his mouth tactfully.

Finally, Wang Yang paid the money and went to a nearby restaurant to a large number of dishes, wine and meat. He held a banquet in the Lingyun Club station. The resentment between the two sides gradually dissipated with the joy and laughter.

"We really don't know each other if we fight..." After a swollen boss Ling cried with Wang Yang, he sighed with laughter and tears and then blew it dry.

"It's normal. They are all big guys. They may be able to have a relationship while fighting. Aren't we the ones?" Wang Yang laughed and drank it all in one go.

I had just had a fight and after a lunch, the depression finally dissipated a lot. Wang Yang and Boss Ling entered the room to talk about big things.

Zhao Ji insisted on following him. He was really curious about what the hell was that Wang Yang, a talented man, wanted to work with these gangsters.

Wang Yang gave up completely and let Zhao Ji go. Anyway, Zhao Ji's performance was no different from a little hooligan. Moreover, after he got the stick, he did not do self-defense, but insidiously beating people, and specifically attacked from behind.

This is enough to prove that this young man is indeed like a junior and senior high school student in later generations. Although he is a good kid in school, he has the ambition of smoking and drinking to pick up girls all day long like a gangster.

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Lingyun Club said that he was really willing to cooperate with Yihonglou. After all, Lingyun Club is not as good as those large gangs. Apart from Cuju, he can only rely on charging some protection fees to help others do some bad things to maintain it.

The content of the cooperation agreement between Yihonglou and Lingyun Club handed over by Wang Yang made Boss Ling both surprised and happy. What was shocked was that Lingyun Club was still an independent football club on the surface, but in fact, from Boss Ling to every gangster, he needed to sign an employment agreement with Yihonglou.

In other words, these guys have become employees of Yihonglou, and the original assets of Lingyun Club are converted into shares and distributed to the former members of Lingyun Club who are willing to stay.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to stay. Yihonglou will give that guy a certain settlement fee.

"This, can this still be called Lingyun Club?" Boss Ling stammered and read the contract, put the contract on the case table, and sighed weakly.

Boss Ling thought so, but the eyes of the other core members of Lingyun Club next to him were shiny. If they did this, they would not have eaten the whole meal without the last meal as they do now, or they should say that they would have been caught by the government every day at the risk of being beaten or being arrested by the government after being beaten. Instead, they could rely on the big tree of Yihonglou to have a stable meal.

"Of course it's called Lingyun Club, and Boss Ling, you are still the boss of Lingyun Club. But many things don't require you to be so troubled. What's more, relying on Yihonglou, can you still be wronged by Boss Ling?" Wang Yang smiled and patted Boss Ling on the shoulder, and said intimately, as if he beat the other party up to a terrifying moment more than an hour ago. The person who was full of blood was not like him.

Looking at Wang Yang's tall and strong young man with a blue corner of his eyes and still very handsome and sunny, Boss Ling really had the urge to stuff his socks that had not been washed in half a month into his mouth.

However, considering the difference in the force between the two sides, Boss Ling could only admit defeat helplessly. "Okay, Brother Wang, you can say whatever you say, but these contracts must be your own willingness."

"No problem..." Wang Yang pulled out a thick stack of rice paper from the other side as if he was a magic trick. Oh no, it was a thick stack of personal employment contracts.

"When I was drinking and eating meat, my brothers had an in-depth exchange with your brothers. Except for the two brothers from Lingyun Club who felt that they were old and could not live such a life of fighting and killing, and took the initiative to leave, the other brothers from Lingyun Club were very optimistic about Brother Ling, you, a good leader..."

Boss Ling looked at Wang Yang, who was salivating with stars in front of him, shameless, despicable, vulgar, sinister, and arrogant... In short, Boss Ling's slightly literal heart pressed all the derogatory words on the forehead of Wang Yang, and felt that it was too difficult to write.

Every excuse for procrastination made this guy block it. Even after this guy threw out these personal employment contracts, it was like a white knife on the battlefield. Do you do it or not? If you don’t, I will poke you three-knives and six-eyes to throw you into the gutter and play with it.

"Why do I feel that Mr. Wushan is so terrifying when he speaks so hard that he wants to use the soles of his shoes to beat him." A large inner guard squatting behind Zhao Ji couldn't help but mutter to his companions beside him in a low voice.

The companion nodded deeply, but after thinking about it, he replied in a low voice. "Are you sure you can beat this master?"

The big inner guard who was talking at the beginning thought of Wang Yang's previous attitude of fighting against the north and challenging the east and west, and he couldn't help but look dark and his chrysanthemums tightened.

This cultural person who was regarded as a gentleman by His Highness Duan, either steals peaches or plays with pearls. In short, no matter how evil is caused, it will happen, and how you expect it. It is as if this guy is covered with eighteen weapons, and he can become a weapon to attack the opponent anywhere.

"Can you two calm down?" At this moment, Zhao Ji, who was sitting in front, couldn't help but look back and glar at the two guys, then continued to look at the spitting stars flying over there with a proud look on his face.

And that boss Ling was not as handsome as a boss. He looked as if he was ashamed and as if he was a dog who was lost in the family, which meant that Mr. Wushan, who was both civil and military, had already gained the upper hand.

At this moment, Wang Yang, who was so dazzling, had only one word in Zhao Ji's eyes. It was so dicky, so dicky, his sister was so dicky. Unexpectedly, Mr. Wushan's literary talent shocked the entire Tokyo Bianliang, making the young generation of talents who were overshadowed by their talents this year, and his martial arts were also so outstanding.

As we went there, I just heard these big guards brag about it. Who went to the battlefield, killed a few people, and took several lives.

But where is this kind of scene more impactful? What's more important is that Wang Yang's guide to the north just now, and then shot over with a flying leg, saving himself has left a huge and magnificent image in Zhao Ji's heart. He can bring his pen to peace and stability in the world, and his martial arts can play horses to determine the world.
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