Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

Therefore, the uncles knew very well that this decision not only concerned the thickness of their personal pockets, but also the stability and order within the community.

At this moment, they were considering various possibilities in their minds and weighing the pros and cons.

On the one hand, they understand the dilemma that Sang Kun is facing. After all, the road ahead is long and the storms are unpredictable. Everyone will face difficulties.

On the other hand, they are worried that this move will weaken the financial foundation of the society and affect the overall operation and future development of the society.

Finally, in the center of the venue, Gao Laofa spoke calmly. He shook his head slowly, and his tone was full of his thoughtful consideration and firm stance on the long-term development of the society.

"I can't possibly agree to waive the fees."

"After all, how can we easily pass the misfortune caused by personal negligence onto the society? If this precedent is set, how will the foundation of the society's operation be stable?"

“You might think that since the community shares some of the profits, it should also bear some of the risks.”

"But please understand that every penny of the society's revenue must be used to maintain its normal operation and long-term development, rather than to make up for the mistakes of individual members."

"I hope you will think twice before you speak without thinking."

After that, Gao Laofa's tone softened slightly, showing another warm side of the society, "However, in view of your current special situation, the society decided to show its humanistic and caring side."

"We grant you a one-month grace period to raise funds and make up the fees. This is both an understanding of your personal difficulties and a reflection of the society's internal flexibility."

“But please remember that grace is not unconditional indulgence. If you still fail to fulfill your obligations by the time of the church meeting next month, you know the consequences.”

Having said that, Gao Laofa's eyes swept across the entire audience, and his meaning was self-evident. He was not only speaking to Sang Kun, but also to everyone in the venue.

Although he failed to obtain complete exemption, Sang Kun was still very happy that he was able to successfully postpone the payment of regulatory fees to next month.

He quickly bent down, his eyes sparkling with excitement, and thanked sincerely: "Thank you, Mr. Gao, and thank you for the society's understanding. I will definitely work hard to raise the fees."

After Sang Kun sat down again, the venue fell into silence, so quiet that even the sound of breathing seemed particularly clear.

Time seemed to freeze, passing by quietly every minute and every second. Until three minutes passed, no one broke the silence.

Seeing this, Gao Laofa cleared his throat and said in a deep voice: "Since you have nothing else to report and no needs to apply for, then."

Under the eager gaze of the crowd, Gao Laofa's tone changed slightly, with a bit of solemnity and earnestness: "Well, I have something that requires everyone's cooperation."

"A shocking terrorist attack occurred at midnight yesterday in the Repulse Bay villa area in the southern part of Hong Kong Island."

"The terrorists blatantly attacked a wealthy man with heavy firearms such as M2 Browning heavy machine guns and RPGs. Such behavior has attracted the attention of the police."

"Therefore, I hope that everyone here can assign some of your manpower to actively participate in this information collection operation."

"For example, tracking down those people with suspicious identities who have appeared in Hong Kong Island recently, or arms dealers with whom we have done business recently."

“Although the investigation has nothing to do with our community members, as a member of Hong Kong Island, I still hope that everyone can do their part.”

"This will not only change the views of Hong Kong Island residents on us, but also prove to the Hong Kong Island police that our community members also care about the safety and harmony of this land."

In response to Gao Laofa's words, the nine hall masters sitting at the round table, as well as the red sticks and uncles sitting around, all nodded in agreement.

The nods of the uncles' generation not only represent their approval, but also a deep resonance of Gao Laofa's desire for a bright life. As time goes by, they are more eager to enjoy their old age in the sunshine.

As for the rest of the people, it was because they knew that since Gao Laofa took over the position of chairman, he has always made it his mission to peacefully develop the society.

His style of doing things is completely different from that of previous leaders. He has abandoned the old habit of "drawing swords upon disagreement" and instead adopted a new strategy of "convincing people with reason and unremitting communication."

This change brought a refreshing feeling to the community both inside and outside.

Therefore, everyone has gone from being initially surprised to being accustomed to Gao Laofa's occasional shocking remarks.

As for suspecting that the other party was "wearing red shoes", everyone present naturally sneered at it. After all, Gao Laofa was already the leader of the society.

If the hall master were to be arm in arm with a cop, he would definitely be suspected of "wearing red shoes".

But the interactions between the boss and the police are different. They are all based on the deep consideration of seeking legalization and formalization for the society, rather than personal desires.

Naturally, they are able to see through the subtle differences and distinguish right from wrong.

This is one of the many reasons why they respect the host Gao Laofa so much. As for what to do after agreeing, that is another matter.

Seeing everyone's enthusiastic and positive reactions, Gao Laofa's satisfaction was beyond words. He then changed the subject and directed the conversation to the future blueprint for the development of the society.

"Well, next, I would like to talk to you about the future development of the society."

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a horn, instantly awakening the attention of everyone present.

Because this is indeed a set of fixed words. Whenever it appears, it means that the club meeting is about to end.

“We and the Winning Streak Club have always upheld the spirit of unity, loyalty and progress since our founding.”

Mr. Gao’s voice was steady and powerful, and every word and sentence was powerful.

“In the days ahead, I hope everyone can continue to maintain this spirit and make outstanding contributions to the prosperity of the community together.”

After saying this, he stood up, clapped his hands lightly, and declared the meeting a successful conclusion.

"Okay, today's meeting ends here. When you go back, remember to convey today's words to the brothers below."

As the words fell, everyone stood up, bowed respectfully to Gao Laofa with sincere respect, and then left the main hall meeting room in an orderly manner.

Gao Laofa remained seated, and only after everyone had left did he step forward to support Deng Bo and slowly walk out of the meeting room door.

This scene not only demonstrated Gao Laofa's respect and care for his predecessors, but also made Deng Bo feel unprecedented honor and warmth.

Deng Bo's attitude towards Gao Laofa revealed his satisfaction and relief which were difficult to conceal.

Although he could still take steady steps without the support of others, the personal support from the society leader made him feel a respect that transcended his status.

For Deng Bo, this honor is not only a physical help, but also a great spiritual satisfaction and pride, making him feel proud in front of everyone.

On the other side, Liu Xu, Li Hangluo and others caught up with Sang Kun who was in a hurry.

He patted the other person's shoulder suddenly, and seeing Sang Kun jump in fear, Liu Xu asked: "How did the police seize your "flour"?

Sang Kun was shocked and was about to curse, but when he saw it was Liu Xu, he quickly swallowed the words back.

After taking a deep breath and calming down, he forced a smile and said, "Brother Xu, I heard that it was reported by Hongxing Yan Guile's little brother. I plan to settle the score with him when I go back."

At this point, he suddenly remembered that his strength was on par with that of Yan Gui Le, and if he went to talk to him, Yan Gui Le might not give him face.

Sang Kun's eyes turned, and he asked expectantly: "Brother Xu, how about you help me get the compensation back? I'll give you one third of the profit, no, half of the compensation."