"Nothing else."

Jimmy turned her head, glanced at Zhong Wenze, and her eyes fell on Azu:

"Then I'll leave first, it won't prevent you two from fishing."

According to Jimmy's tip, the man named Azu next to Zhong Wenze is the son of the Superintendent.

This made him a little curious.

How could the son of the Chief Superintendent willingly follow Zhong Wenze, and also act as a subordinate?

Very wonderful.

Because their identities are not equal.

"good."

Zhong Wenze nodded slightly and caught Jimmy's gaze changing: "Azu, you send Mr. Li."

"No, no."

Jimmy waved his hand quickly and walked towards the shore.

On the side of the road.

Brother Gaqian was waiting by the car, opened the door and waited for Jimmy to get in, and then closed the door:

"How are you talking? Add money and give me money. I will help you make the two of them and throw them into the pond to feed the fish."

"Add more money, add nothing, don't just add money all day long!"

Jimmy rolled her eyes in anger: "Don't move these two people, they are our allies now."

"good."

Brother Qian didn't talk nonsense, he started driving attentively, muttered in a low voice: "I'm losing another business."

The car slowly drove away from here.

"Brother Ze."

Azu looked at the leaving car and looked at Zhong Wenze: "We really want to help him put pressure on He Liansheng now?"

"Just try to be meaningful, it's early."

Zhong Wenze sucked a cigarette and sniffed: "Jimmy's thoughts are no worse than Le Shao. If he makes him sit in the position of the person he talks too easily, it will not be of much benefit to us."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, Mr. Le must have gotten it."

Zhong Wenze grinned and said, "You arrange two good players to keep an eye on Dongguanzi, Le Shao, and get their movements. I feel that they will make big moves soon."

Finally.

He added again: "Remember, just get their movements. As for what they are doing, don't stop them, just go there."

"OK."

How could Azu not understand the reason why the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole are behind him? He responded and left directly.

"hiss...."

Zhong Wenze took a sip of cigarettes and spit out a slender blue-green line of cigarettes in front of him:

"Mr. Le, if you don't wear a helmet when you fish, it's easy to make your head bleed."

······

afternoon.

Within Heliansheng, he discussed again the topic of who will be the next person to be.

The result is still the same as before.

The older generation of uncles, led by Bo Deng, strongly recommended Jimmy as the elected person, while some uncles firmly agreed with Mr. Le being elected as the elected person.

Both sides held the same word, and the scene was as stalemate as usual.

Everyone knows it.

This is the final game that has not arrived yet.

It's seven o'clock in the evening.

Deng Bo’s residence.

"Boe Deng."

Le Shao held the teacup and poured boiling water into it: "This is your favorite tea leaf, I specially brought it to you."

“No need.”

Uncle Deng sat on a stool with a cane, grabbed it and tapped it on the floor a few times:

"If it's a matter of the sermon, you don't need to please me. I said let Jimmy be the sermon, that's him."

"Boe Deng."

Le Shao frowned when he heard this, and brought the teacup to Du Bo: "Why are you so persistent?"

"Jimmy is right to do a big business, but he is just a business manipulation and doesn't understand the management of the club at all."

"I can guarantee that he will fall apart if he can't wait for the next person to wait for the party."

"snort."

Uncle Deng glanced at Le Shao coldly and snorted disdainfully: "You look down on anyone now."

"Yes, under your leadership, He Liansheng has been calm for several years, but Jimmy's ability is also good."

"What's the matter with Liansheng? You want to make money. Jimmy can obviously bring more benefits to the club and make more money. Let him be the person who is involved. We will all share more money."

His tone became colder: "Why do you have to hold on to the position and not let go?"

"Boe Deng."

Mr. Le frowned in his tone, and the patience in his heart was completely lost: "I'll tell you..."

"Okay!"

Uncle Deng knocked on the ground and stood up with the cane:

"I advise you to be more aware of your appearance. You should understand the rapids of retreating. Jimmy was elected as a person and this is the general trend, and you can't stop him."

"It's better to give up your position honestly, so that you can still have a good reputation and be respected when you are old!"

"Grass!"

Le Shao's mood exploded instantly, and he threw the tea cup in his hand heavily on the table, and the tea splashed on the table:

"Jimmy, I don't understand why you favor this young man so much, where is he better?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

Deng Bo disdained to continue communicating with Mr. Le, grabbed the rope of the pet dog, got up and walked outside:

"As long as I am here, it is impossible for you to support you, Le Shao, as a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a

"If you know a little, you will hand over the dragon head stick and the account book immediately, and everyone will welcome the next one in a harmonious manner!"

"impossible!"

Le Shao gritted his teeth and refused directly: "I only know where the dragon head stick is. I won't let me be the person in charge. You will never think of seeing it again in this life."

"Ale!"

Uncle Deng also completely lost his patience: "Don't do any useless ideas anymore. If you continue like this, you will lose!"

"You can think about it yourself."

After saying that.

Uncle Deng stopped paying attention to Mr. Le, so he opened the door and prepared to go downstairs.

“…”

Le Shao's face was gloomy, his lips twitched and stared at the fat figure of Deng Bo's hand reaching out to open the door, and his teeth were clenched.

The masseter muscles on both sides of the cheeks are obvious, and the slightly white beard stands tall, and it seems to be flashing silver under the light.

"Immortal!"

Mr. Le looked at Mr. Deng who had already left the house, cursed in a low voice, and rushed forward in three or two steps.

Uncle Deng felt that he wanted to turn around.

The fat body had just turned around, and before I could see clearly, I felt a sensation of impact coming from my abdomen.

Mr. Le kicked him with one kick.

He was so old that he could not withstand Le Shao's kick. His fat body was unstable and he staggered and took two steps back.

Stepping on empty feet.
To be continued...