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275 One person per floor!

A long red hangs a high ceremony table of six meters and a large red flower is tied in the middle. Red silk itself has no value and is given the most popular meaning due to traditional customs.

"Awei, general manager of Yihai Group Service Department, bid 3 million! I wish my grandpa auspicious stars, and today every year, and today every year!" Pachewei, who had not seen for a long time, was wearing a suit and tie, and raised his hand with a gentle and gentle manner.

"Awei!"

"I'll play with my tie and look like a dog. I'll fight for the long red color with me when you put it on the bottom!" Yuanbao sat opposite him, recognized the group manager who was very popular in the past two years, raised his arms and shouted: "Five million and 500,000!"

"I wish Brother Bin is a fierce and powerful person, and he will become more courageous as he fights!" Yuanbao stood up and folded his fists.

"Crash!" There was a sensation in the restaurant lobby, and the crowds of people were crowded. Many leaders of the magic circle were immediately turned off. Piao Changhong was indeed a game that the big guys were qualified to play. The price of the two bids reached five million. You know, since Brother Bin no longer raised the price of the Changhong, Yihai had not sold the price of five million in two years. It seems that today will definitely break the record. 87⑦z.℃ǒΜΜ

Zhang Guobin sat at the main table, holding up his wine glass, wearing a white sweater, and cursing: "Pujiezi, I wish me a fierce and powerful person, and I really can't speak."

Uncle Gen sat beside him, lifting chopsticks and picking up food: "Haha, brothers, please be happy."

"Yes, just be happy..." Zhang Guobin had a smile on his face, not caring about the dirty words of the big guys at all. Zhu Baoyi sat on his right hand, wearing a long red dress, and there was not much shyness on his face.

The brothers are considering her sister-in-law.

Few women who really become big shots will care about jokes that are not painful, and every thing White Lotus can't get involved in the world.

Uncle Gen could see that he was very happy to attend the restaurant.

The shooting boy was wearing a windbreaker in his hand, standing behind the boss, and suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Six million! I want to make a new flower for my grandfather's car!"

"Damn, you and Ah, both the open car are so rich!" Ma Wang screamed in surprise, raised his hand and said, "Six and six million, six million, one inch long, one inch long, one inch long, one inch gold, and I will get ten thousand gold for my righteous sea!"

Awei turned his head and communicated with the little horse on a chair behind him. The little horse laughed twice, waved his hand to gesture to the hippo. The hippo stood up on the table, clasped his fists and said, "Apologize to all the big guys!"

"My old and old man Ma said, Yihai Kuaima chain auto repair factory bids 7 million!"

"Hippo, go and die, call Xiaoma out to chat!" A few tables next door screamed. The hippo supported the table with both hands and shouted: "Be careful when speaking to my boss, be careful, be careful that my boss will smash you to death with a wrench!"

"My boss drove into Wan Chai, and even the police cars were repaired. Can you be arrogant?"

"I'm so scared!" Yinshui hugged her chest at the table, pretending to be frightened, burst into laughter all around her, and the noisy appearance at the banquet was full of brotherhood.

Zhang Guirong was dressed in a suit, dressed up in an elegant manner, and had a meal at a table.

Zhou Runfa laughed and said, "Azai, this is how the club shoots Changhong. As long as the table is not overturned, they will laugh. The people who pay the money always speak harder."

"It's okay, I feel that it's more lively than the ATV party."

"When will you get rich when you open a auto repair shop?" The bottom in front of a table stood up: "Shanghai Jietangkou has offered 8 million yuan, nothing else, just a hot place." "The king of oil!"

"Buckya Qiu has made a offer!"

"Tuen Mun Hall 10 million!" Old Jin sat on the chair, raised his arms, and stretched out his fingers: "This is the first time that Old Jin has seen such a lively Changhong Society in the world. The limelight cannot be completely taken away by you."

"Wow, it's Lao Jin."

One by one, they stood up and bid for the price. The price quickly exceeded 10 million, and immediately rose to 15 million. 15 million is the price of many small clubs for a year. New records, number gangs, and big circle gangs cannot afford 15 million. Big circle gangs are not used to film long-term popular products. The number gangs are not low, but they are all around millions. New records often do not exceed 2 million, because new records are not so stupid that they pay the big bosses in vain.

If this number is spread, it will surely become famous in the world, making Heyihai a big shot. Even the Hutchison Mutual Protection Conference can't even compete with the long-lasting popularity.

Zhang Guobin's face was filled with joy. Only by sitting in the leading position could he understand the joy of Changhong's high price. One is to represent the brothers having money, the second is to represent the community and the third is to represent the return of the brothers!

If it weren’t for the respect of the hall, the love of the hall, and the fear of the club, who would have been willing to pay for the Changhong for no reason?

Take it home to offer sacrifices to Buddha!

"Abin, the brothers in the community are all very supportive of you. If Brother Chai is present, he will definitely be very happy." Uncle Gen said with a smile.

"I knew I should have taken a few photos to send to Brother Chai."

Zhang Guobin smiled: "It's too extravagant to pay tens of millions of Hong Kong paper for a long red color."

"The most luxurious thing in the world is loyalty and righteousness. Brothers are all repaying you." Uncle Gen shook his head: "When I saw this scene, I was so happy that I was willing to die."

"Uncle Gen is strong and not to say anything unlucky." Zhang Guobin quickly stood up and toasted: "Dear uncles, I wish you a glass of wine and wish you all long and peace and joy."

"Thank you for attending the hall."

"Thank you for attending the restaurant." Uncle Qian, Haibo and others quickly got up.

In the end, Changhong was auctioned by Buck Tooth Qiu for 17 million. Xiangjiang Youwang’s wealth is unparalleled. Whether there is 17 million is one thing, and whether it can be taken out 17 million is one thing.

The brothers who bid for the price were in a clear state. They followed Zhang Guobin to make a living. Some people who were in the restaurant and had the most aggressive bidding. They were guarding the original block and the newly promoted big shots were mediocre. The most surprising thing was that the leaders of the club who turned to the official business also started bidding.

Yihai Group's strength of seeking the right move is fermenting unknowingly, and it will surely grow slowly as the group reform advances.

This group of people is not only a hardcore for Prince Bin, but also a mainstay of the community. They do not need to overwhelm the various hall owners of underground business. They only need to be no longer marginalized and will be of great use. In a round of long red photos, there are more than 20 big bosses bidding prices.

After Zhang Guobin and his uncles finished drinking, Buck-Teen Qiu had already taken the stage to remove Changhong. The whole room was cheering. Zhang Guobin gave another glass of wine to Buck-Teen Qiu: "A Qiu, thank you for your support."

"Brother Bin, this is what brothers deserve." Buck-Yeqiu held Changhong and toasted a bottle of wine.

A Yao returned to the stage and shouted: "Aqiu won the lead this year. Brothers don't have to be disappointed. Brother Bin prepared a generous gift for every brother who bids."

"Maybe some people don't know that our group has a piece of land in Shenzhen. Last year, it broke ground and planned to build three twenty-story buildings, four rooms each, one thousand five hundred feet each!"

"Brother Bin gave you all the brothers who are supporting the bidding! One person and one building!" A Yao raised his finger and said exaggeratedly: "How much is these buildings worth?"

"Although it's not as expensive as Causeway Bay now, it's more than enough to be as good as the New Territories in time!"

"Brother Bin said that one person will be a person! Those who have asked for the price later will come to my place to register. The building will be built and each person will be given a room certificate. If everything else is fine, continue to drink and continue to work hard next year!"

There was another barking of wolf in the restaurant.

Although Shenzhen City is still the first time to open, one newly built building costs more than 100,000 yuan, and more than 20 rooms is more than 2 million yuan, which directly divides one-third of the profits of the property. However, this building itself is a training industry for Yihai Group to invest in real estate. There is no profit indicator. Not to mention Changhong of 18 million, DreamWorks made more than 60 million Hong Kong dollars for Zhang Guobin last year, and the dividends of all large and small industries of the club exceeded 80 million, of which black money accounted for 70%, and all remained in overseas accounts. The money in the club accounts accumulated to 1.30 million, not including the accounts of each hall.

While Zhang Guobin received these dividends, the community's main halls, uncle, leader, and Sijiuzai received corresponding dividends, and Hei Chai, who are far away in North America, all received one.

At that time, he had a thought in his mind: there is really no shortage of money for a club, nor can he lack money.

It must be more prosperous.

For the leaders below, the 49-year-olds and the other ones don’t care about black money. For the bottom, uncles and the more money they are in the restaurant, the better. How to make the club more white money is far more testable than how to make black money.

Zhang Guobin threw out dozens of houses without much calculation. He simply told his brothers that Yihai was a family.

Now I have only financial resources to throw some houses out and have fun and just want to have fun. In the future, Yihai will be able to draw, reward, and raise funds, and make everyone the same. It must not only be in Shenzhen, but also in Xiangjiang. Since I have entered the Yihai Mountain Gate, I will give my brothers a place to settle down.

The idea that having a house in Xiangjiang has long been deeply rooted in the minds of the lower-level citizens. It is harder for Chinese to feel the pressure of houses than their compatriots in Xiangjiang, at least not in the 1980s!

Zhang Guobin and his brothers drank until late at night. That night, at around 10 o'clock, the brothers dispersed in the restaurant one after another. A group of 49 boys in Mong Kok Street merged into the crowd, which was no different from the citizens on the street. The club is a part of the club, and the young and dandy are also people.

Li Chenghao helped Zhang Guobin get into the car and raised his hand to block the roof.

Zhang Guobin bent down and sat in the car, his face full of alcohol and his face was filled with joy.

Brothers are happy, he is happy.

"Ahao, have you sent the gifts for grandpa?" Zhang Guobin's face turned red, and he exhaled and was full of alcohol.

Li Chenghao covered the boss with a windbreaker, tidied up the corners of his clothes, and nodded, "I asked my brother to take them over with you."

"Yes." Zhang Guobin nodded.

Grandpa also wants to socialize with friends overseas, so Zhang Guobin specifically asked his brothers to bring more specialties, such as abalone, beef balls, and Yuen Long cakes.

Things are not expensive, just for the sake of your wish, the gold you give separately is boxed.

"Let me see those students tomorrow."

Zhang Guobin remembered something.

"I understand, Brother Bin." Li Chenghao nodded and closed the car door for the boss, sat in the secondary seat with a drunken look on his face. The target shooting boy who had not touched the wine drove away from the restaurant door.

Many brothers in the hall also want to go to bars to drink, such as the newly promoted Guanghua Street Hall owner Saltshui, and the Causeway Bay flag carrier Datou Kun...

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