The next morning, the Happy Game Hall.

The dim game hall was filled with smoke, and the sound of shouting was endless.

The glass door opened, and a group of people walked in with cigarettes in their hands. The leader was a middle-aged man in a curly haired suit, wearing a black suit and a floral shirt, walking with eight-character steps under his feet, opening and closing.

"Brother Shang!"

"Hello Brother Shang!"

"Brother Shang is early!"

Many players in the game hall greeted the middle-aged man with curly hair.

Shang Yongnan grinned and nodded at them.

At this time, a short-sized young man quickly came up and said respectfully: "Brother Shang, Brother Niu is waiting inside."

"Hey, this old cow is here so early." Shang Yongnan sneered, his tone of disdain.

As he said that, a group of people walked into the game hall.

Shang Yongnan opened the office door and saw a bald man smoking inside, and smiled and said, "Haha, old cow, what wind blows you over?"

The bald man is Niu Jinbao, and he is one of the eight great kings of Yan Xuebing. He has a good relationship with Shang Yongnan.

"Old Shang is here. I'm here to find you today. There's something wrong with Niu Jinbao said in a deep voice, then glanced at the group of people behind him and signaled the others to avoid it.

Shang Yongnan understood his meaning, turned around and waved to the others, signaling everyone to withdraw.

However, there was another young man with long hair who stayed. The young man with long hair looked cold and expressionless, and seemed to have no respect for Niu Jinbao.

Niu Jinbao frowned when he saw the young man with long hair, and wondered why Shang Yongnan kept him.

Shang Yongnan smiled and said, "Come on, sit down, old nugget, Ah Xing is my brother, his own people are not in trouble."

Niu Jinbao nodded and sat on the sofa.

"Old Shang, I heard that you have been visiting many people recently?" Niu Jinbao asked first, smoking a cigarette.

Shang Yongnan leaned against the other end of the sofa and smiled and said, "Yes, you are walking around, you are all your own brothers. Are you having any problems?"

"Walking around? Lao Shang, it's not that simple, right? I heard that you want to start your own business? Do you want to ask other brothers to go out together?" Niu Jinbao asked.

A cold light flashed in Shang Yongnan's eyes and he sneered, "So what? Lao Niu, you came here early in the morning, it's just for this matter, right?"

He has been with Yan Xuebing for more than ten years and is one of the first veterans to follow Yan Xuebing. He has a great status in the group, is quite prestigious and has a lot of influence, so he doesn't care about Niu Jinbao.

Niu Jinbao's face changed and he said anxiously: "Old Shang, why are you so confused? Brother Bing hasn't been here for long. You are now independent. What do you think of other brothers?"

Shang Yongnan said disdainfully: "What do I think if I need other people?"

"Old Niu, if you treat me as a brother, don't worry about this matter."

Niu Jinbao said seriously: "I just treat you as my brother, so I want to talk to you well!"

"Are you not doing well now? Has the company treated you unfairly?"

Shang Yongnan spitted a cigarette and cursed: "Fuck, Lao Niu, don't pretend to be confused. Han Ping'an is in a reorganization and wants to close my game hall. Would you not know?"

"What are you putting it on for me?"

Niu Jinbao retorted: "I know all of this, but Lao Shang, you know why you have to shut down, right?"

"Look, look at what the machines outside are playing? Slot machines, money machines, you want to open an underground casino!"

"What era is now? Can you be safe when you do these things?"

"When Brother Bing was there, you made a few machines. Brother Bing turned a blind eye. Everyone knew in their hearts and didn't say anything about you."

"Now Brother Bing is gone, you have so many games in every game hall. What's the point?"

Shang Yongnan sneered: "When I was giving the company money, did you have so many words? Don't pretend to be noble!"

"I worked hard and spent so much effort. I managed more than a dozen game halls. How much money can I make with that little game currency? I don't have to eat if I have so many people under my command?"

"The man surnamed Han said he would just keep him in check and let my people drink the northwest wind! I think he is obviously targeting me!"

He became more and more angry as he spoke. He slapped the table and shouted, "His grandma's one is a woman who relies on her position. When she became a soldier brother-in-law, she thought she was covering the sky with one hand. Is it easy to bully me?"

"Isn't the company going to reorganize? At worst, I won't be able to play with him anymore. He can do whatever he wants, but don't think about closing my game hall!"

"Fuck his grandma, what's the matter!"

What he wants is to independently operate these fifteen game halls and completely break away from Yan Xuebing's company!

Niu Jinbao frowned and said, "Old Shang, please recognize the situation. What is your game hall? It belongs to the company and Brother Bing."

When it comes to this matter, Shang Yongnan becomes even more popular.

"Yes, it's Brother Bing, but without me, where are so many? I have been with Brother Bing for more than ten years, and I haven't said a word of complaint when I went out to do business, right?"

"Now Brother Bing is gone, okay, Brother Bing actually handed over all his foundation to the person surnamed Han. Where did we put our brothers? Hum?"

He was already angry about Yan Xuebing handing over the company to Han Ping'an. Han Ping'an's restructuring company was undoubtedly a major blow and humiliation for him, so he simply wanted to set up his own business and make money with these fifteen game halls.

He wants to take the industry of these fifteen game halls anyway!

Niu Jinbao said dissatisfiedly: "What are you saying? Who are you giving to? That's what Brother Bing means. Can you still have any opinions?"

Shang Yongnan kicked the leg of the table and cursed: "Damn it, I just have an objection!"

Niu Jinbao was stunned. He didn't expect that Shang Yongnan was so violent, and it seemed that he could not persuade him.

For a moment, the office fell into silence.

The long-haired young man named A Xing sat in the corner, holding a dagger and cutting an apple, without saying a word, and didn't care about the argument between the two.

After a long time, Niu Jinbao sighed heavily and advised: "Old Shang, why do you have to go to the point of separation? You can't sit down and have a good chat? This makes you a bad start."

Shang Yongnan squatted out the cigarette hard and said, "Tell me, this matter is nothing to be discussed. Let me do things under a boy with unfinished hair? You can bear it, but I can't stand it anyway!"

Niu Jinbao said in a deep voice: "Old Shang, don't forget that Mr. Han is Mr. Yi behind him. After Brother Bing's accident, Mr. Yi will do it. To avenge Brother Bing, you can't give Mr. Han a face, you have to give Mr. Yi face, right?"

Shang Yongnan knocked on the table and said coldly: "Yi Feng? Yes, he is a little capable of avenging Brother Bing, but in the company, he is not his turn to speak, just an outsider. His surname is Yi, who is the old man?"

"Hmm? You said, his surname is Yi, who is the old man?"

"If you want to say who contributes a lot to the company, it's not his turn. Besides, the one named Yi has to rely on us for his business except for some money?"

"I know Han Ping'an is doing things under Yi Feng, but so what? Will I be afraid of him?"

Shang Yongnan snorted coldly, lit another cigarette, and said, "Old Niu, don't use the one named Yi to suppress me. I treat you as my brother. I don't want to scold you, but you'd better not worry about this matter."

When Niu Jinbao heard this, he knew that Shang Yongnan had made up his mind and could not be saved. He sighed and said, "Okay, I don't care. My mother treats you as my own talent to persuade you. If you replace someone else, I'm too lazy to care."

"Since you said that, I have nothing to say, so take care of yourself!"

After saying that, Niu Jinbao got up and left straight, slammed the door and left.

A ruthless look flashed in Shang Yongnan's eyes, he took a deep breath of cigarettes, and cursed inwardly: "Fuck him, what's the matter? Do you really treat yourself as a garlic?"

At this time, a young man pushed the door open and came in with a cell phone in his hand.

"Brother Shang, your phone number is... Mr. Han called."
Chapter completed!