I haven't been a boss for many years

He was polite to Wu Zhaoshi, Daquanbiao and others, and when he met representatives from the business community and the police force, he behaved well and politely.

Just now in Xiangtang, Ayao has announced the appointment of a new generation of personnel, handing over the position of master in charge to Yuan Bao, handing over the position of master of auditorium to Lao Jin, and continuing to leave the position of master of criminal hall to Dongwu Seedling.

There is no new appointment for the position of Marshal of the Second Route of Heyihai. As long as Brother Hao stays in Xiangjiang for a day, the position of Marshal of the Second Route will always belong to Brother Hao.

A new appointment will not be made until Brother Hao officially resigns from the position of Erlu Yuanshi.

No matter how the personnel in the club are changed, they are almost always loyal to Yihai and Zhang Sheng, and they basically depend on their ability to use them.

At a round table.

Wearing a suit, Zhang Guobin picked up his smile, picked out a piece of abalone from the pot of vegetables, and put the abalone into his mouth: "It tastes good."

Poon choi is a common main dish at banquets in the Xiangjiang area. The ingredients are varied and delicious. A portion of poon choi contains both meat and vegetables, which is enough to satisfy a table of binge.

At the beginning, it felt a bit like a Cantonese-style miscellaneous painting, but later it gradually developed its own style and became a school of its own.

Uncle Gen was wearing a brown gown, and chuckled beside him: "Abin, a Cantonese chef, never disappoints."

Hai Bo happily said: "Mr. Zhang, how does it feel to sit at the same table with uncles at such a young age?" Zhang Guobin shrugged his shoulders with a smug expression: "Not bad."

"Come, have a drink." He raised his wine glass and took the initiative to drink away. A heavy burden was relieved from his heart, and his body felt relaxed and happy.

Uncle Gen and Haibo toasted quickly.

The uncles at this table saw that the club "Zhihuang" was having a drink, and they all toasted one by one, willing to accompany them.

Zhang Guobin took one glass after another, thinking: "I can't drink enough, I can't drink A Hao, Xi Miao, or a group of old bones?"

noon.

Twenty past two.

Uncle Gen's face turned red, he put down his wine glass, and said carefreely: "Come over and get someone, and send Brother Bin home to rest."

"understood."

"Uncle Gen."

Target Boy leaned over and agreed, wearing a headset and a suit, and led the two of them to help Da Juan into the car.Zhang Guobin sat on the back seat, resting his forehead, cursing inwardly: "A bunch of old bones!"

"If I wasn't afraid of your sudden death, I wouldn't show mercy."

Uncle Gen sat back on the chair unsteadily, and said aloud, "When you are old, you will get drunk after just a little drink."

"Yes."

"Drink [-]%, and you'll be fine." Haibo echoed.

There was a burst of laughter at the banquet with an average age of over [-], and now the young people left the table.

The average age rose by 15 years.

night.

In the Guangming Photo Gallery, on the chairs in the attic, a group of figures in suits and Chinese tunic suits stood and sat down.

Zhang Guobin, Lin Guangyao, Li Chenghao, Miao Yishun, Yuan Bao, Lao Jin and others sat in the first row.

Ma Wang, Meijie, Zhao Shanhe and other companies stood in the second row, and the third row was Datou Kun, Forklift Boy, Xianshui and other hall owners.

Zhang Guobin and Lin Guangyao sat in the middle of the front row.

Zhang Guobin is sitting on the left, with a red flower pinned to his chest, and a gold ribbon attached to the flower. On the ribbon is written: Zhihuang.

Lin Guangyao was sitting on the right side, with a red flower pinned to his chest, and a gold ribbon attached to the flower, on which was written: Lord of Fragrance.

Uncle Gen buried his head in the light-shielding cloth of the camera, squeezed the shutter in his hand, aimed it and pressed it: "Crack!"

A puff of smoke came out.

A photo is hung in the middle of the main wall. History is written one by one, one by one, and one by one. The photos show the magic that makes people go through the years.

Zhang Guobin finished the New Year in Xiangjiang. After participating in the Changhong Conference, he used 2000 million Hong Kong dollars as his uncle to take away the 90-year-old Changhong.

In 1990, Mr. Zhang held up the long red on the stage and said aloud: "With this long red, I wish you all a prosperous and smooth year ahead!"

This scene is just like when he used 1000 million Hong Kong paper to photograph Changhong. He appeared on the stage twice, one was to start, and the other was to leave.

"it is good!"

"Thank you, Grandpa!"

The audience applauded thunderously and the atmosphere was hot.

Since this year is the first year of the new office, all the halls and associations are willing to take money for auctions, and the price of Changhong has been soaring.

Zhang Guobin bid 800 million when it was 2000 million, and the scene was silent, no one dared to fight, no one dared to take it.

Zhang Guobin also boarded the flight to North America in the midst of the students, accompanied by only Li Chenghao, Target Boy, Zhu Baoyi, and Zhao Yazhi.

There are two ladies on the plane, one is young and sweet, wearing a denim skirt, the other is sophisticated, wearing a Gucci suit, each has its own merits.

Yes.

There are more than a dozen girlfriends in Xiangjiang, and only two of them are willing to go to North America.

The first two.

If, he hinted a little bit, going to North America would continue to support the cause, or give away buildings and money, maybe the entire flight would not have room for women.

Even, he only needs to click, and there will be consequences if he does not go to North America.

Presumably female stars have to line up to get on the plane.

But he doesn't.

Not only did he not seduce or coerce, but he also specifically stated that even if he did not leave Xiangjiang with him, the company would continue to provide dramas and advertisements.

He even actively hinted that he didn't want to bring more people.

So Li Zi, Li Lizhen, Li Zhi, etc., all voluntarily gave up their relationship with Mr. Zhang.

The main reason is that all parties understand that it is a money transaction and a love affair.

It's time to end.

Naturally it will end.

Just get what you should get and don't owe each other. For example, Guan Jiahui and Wang Zufan did not give up their relationship with Mr. Zhang, nor did they go to North America.

Just say, call her when you miss her, and keep in touch when you return to Hong Kong.

These two are not only beauties, but also smart beauties. I know that even if Zhang Guobin goes to North America to develop, it is impossible for him to really give up his career in Hong Kong Island.

Will definitely come to Hong Kong Island from time to time.

The future is bright.

Especially Guan Jiahui, since she had a relationship with Mr. Zhang, she has become extremely cold, never meeting or dating strange men, let alone accepting gifts from the big boss.

It's like building a character.

How smart!

The reason why Zhang Guobin took this way of dealing with the female stars in Xiangjiang was not because he was ruthless, but simply because he couldn't handle it.

Tired of playing.

It's time for an update!

Look, Ms. Nakamori, who just succeeded in Hishima and hasn't researched it thoroughly yet, has played enough, didn't she arrange to go to San Francisco in advance?

The rest are either lacking novelty, or they are about to pass the peak of their appearance, and the cost of continuing to hold them is high and the benefits are small.

In normal days, You Zhijie and Po can take care of her.

When they are free to return to Hong Kong someday, DreamWorks has almost trained the new generation of female stars in the 90s.

big boss.

Just go back and collect the fruit. If you see something you are particularly interested in on the document, you can make priority arrangements and fly directly to the San Francisco hotel with a call.

"When you come out to play, you must have the mentality to come out to play." Zhang Guobin took the red wine handed over by Zhu Baoyi, pulled Maochou to the elder sister beside him, and gently grabbed the elder sister's waist.

In a private airport in San Francisco, Heichai, wearing a white Tang suit and hanging a cane, stood in front of a Rolls-Royce, waiting for the special plane to land, and slowly gliding forward.

The plane was not far or near, and slowly stopped at the berth. Zhang Guobin led a group of people down the flight ladder, and saw Heichai raised his eyebrows: "Don't come here, you're fine, Grandpa."

"Abin!"

Heichai cupped his hands and smiled happily: "I've waited for a long time, and I finally waited until today."

"Grandpa, you are in a good mood today." Zhang Guobin stepped forward to shake hands, and Heichai smiled and said, "Can I be unhappy to see you?"

"Mr. Zhang."

"Mr. Zhang."

Su Ye, Mr. Hu, Fire Niu and others all stood behind to welcome Hongmen's next mountain master.

Zhang Guobin nodded to everyone, and then got into the Rolls-Royce with Heichai. The vehicle drove out of the airport slowly. Heichai sat on the chair and sighed, "Ayao used to be with me."

"It's his blessing that he and you can be the company's seat now, and I'm very happy."

Zhang Guobin said politely: "After all, the association must be entrusted to a prestigious person to fight, either with ability or qualifications!"

If he chooses a young new sitter, he may not be able to hold the place, just the thorns of the Hall Master's subordinates are enough.

Back then, if Heichai hadn’t valued his ability, he would not have been able to support a young man to take office. What’s more, He Yihai was only a second-rate club in the past, so it didn’t matter if a young man joined the club. Now He Yihai is already a top five large company in Xiangjiang , The internal network of relationships is so intricate that it is already difficult for young people to take the helm, and it is even more difficult to sort out the channels inside.

"It can only be said that there are talented people from generation to generation." Heichai sighed for a moment, with shrewdness in his eyes, and said aloud: "Since you are in San Francisco."

"Then you can prepare for the inauguration ceremony, or you can slowly take over the company's affairs first."

"Eh!"

Zhang Guobin raised his hand and said: "It's the Tiantian Mountain Lord, and as the Tiantian Mountain Lord, I won't take over the affairs of the Grand Court before I take office.

"I'm here for vacation and tourism. You arrange the ceremony well. When it's time for me to appear, I will definitely be there."

Heichai smiled unabated: "Okay, okay, as long as you are willing to be the owner of this mountain, everything is fine."

Target Boy came to Chinatown, stepped into a Chinese-style courtyard, commanded a few brothers to guard the entrance, and waited for the big passers to enter the room without squinting.

This time, Zhang Guobin did not go to live in a hotel, nor did he return to the mansion he bought in the suburbs, but directly shared the mansion with the Hongmen Mountain Master.

Li Chenghao sat beside a mahogany tea table, with a cigar in his mouth, and swaggered, "Bingge, what do you want to do?"

"Ok?"

"I said I'm here for vacation." Zhang Guobin picked up the teapot slowly, and said with puzzled eyes, "Why do you ask like that all of a sudden!"

"hey-hey."

Li Chenghao leaned his head, took off his cigar, and showed a sinister smile: "Don't lie to me, who would not sit in the seat of Hongmen Mountain Master, and sit in the tea room for vacation?"

"What's more, it's you, the famous boss!"

Zhang Guobin looked at him in surprise: "What do you mean?"

"I understand, I understand." Li Chenghao knew the big brother very well, and said proudly: "Be modest and modest according to the etiquette, and then secretly kill the unfaithful people."

He slashed the knife hand severely, the action was decisive, but he was a little suspicious: "But there is a grandfather who is in San Francisco, and he has killed several people who have different intentions."

"Is there anyone else here?"

"Silly boy, of course not!" Zhang Guobin said in a relaxed tone: "No matter how big the fish pond is, if you fish it a few more times, no fish will get the bait."

"I'm here this time..."

Li Chenghao's eyes brightened: "He came to inspect the market!"

Zhang Guobin was stunned for a moment: "Ahao, you talk a lot today."

Li Chenghao may be a little new to the affairs of the Grand Court, or maybe the Marshal of the Second Route has been working for a long time, and he is not used to resigning at once, and he is a little eager to show off. When he heard the boss's question, he thought it was a compliment, touched his head, and said with a smile: "— A little insight, don't laugh."

"will not."

Zhang Guobin didn't bother to explain, so he simply lit a cigarette and listened attentively:

"If you have any insights, just say it."

"I think, since I just came to the Grand Court, I have to make some money for my brothers."

"In the past, you were the seat of He Yihai and concurrently served as the president of Dagongtang Group. Now, you will soon be the master of the Hongmen Mountain, and your status has changed."

"It is difficult to attribute the prestige of the mountain master to the things we did before." Li Chenghao has a unique vision.