Chapter 83 Chapter 83: Recruiting people

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Shengji Restaurant was crowded with people, and the slovenly dressed mules filled several tables in the lobby, shouting and yelling on the chairs.

Feimao and his brother occupied a table alone, smoking and chatting.

These people all saw the scene in Hung Hom where McCaw destroyed the place just now.

"Brother Cat, Young Master Le can actually beat back the plague god McCaw. It's really amazing."

The younger brother first poured Feimao a cup of tea and said excitedly.

These words can be said to be in the hearts of everyone. Names of People, Shadows of Trees, Plague God McCaw and Ax Jun are all the most popular rising stars in recent years.

In the eyes of the dwarf mule, they are hotter than Dillon.

Who doesn’t want to join Yau Tsim Mong, become the new Axe-jun, the plague god McCaw, drive a luxury car, live in a villa, and sleep with a Hong Kong girl?

In the eyes of Feimao, it is a helpless move to pass the young master's pleasure.

If you continue to endure hardships in Jingyi, you will never get ahead, and it is not impossible to pass on other prefixes.

The old and the new are recruiting people in Tseung Kwan O, and they just have to start from scratch.

This is unacceptable!

I have been working in Jingyi for seven or eight years, and I have earned the title of Lao Sijiu. If I want him to start from the Blue Lantern, I might as well kill him.

In fact, everyone here has the same problem.

There is actually not much difference between mixed prefixes and mixed companies.

Being smart and strong is of no use, no one from above will appreciate you, and everyone will treat you like nothing.

There was a rumor in the world that Young Master Le had killed Laoxin's leader in Tuen Mun, Taro Biao, but they still didn't believe it.

After all, the news in the world is true and false, and people pretending to be in the limelight happen from time to time.

But now everyone here believes that Taro Biao was forced to lie down by Lin Huaile, otherwise Lao Xin would not have sent the plague god McCaw out to ambush Young Master Le.

"Brother Le!"

"Brother Le!"

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Just when everyone was having their own secrets, Lin Huaile, dressed in a crisp suit, walked into the restaurant with his men.

The short mules present, no matter how arrogant they usually were, stood up one after another and greeted Lin Huaile warmly as he walked forward.

Lin Huaile waved as he walked, came to the main table, and motioned for everyone to sit down.

"There is only water on the table. It's really disappointing. There are people drinking tea among the Young and Dangerous boys. If you want to drink it, you have to drink it!"

"Serve the wine!"

The manager standing aside heard that Lin Huaile wanted to serve wine, and immediately gestured to the waiter wearing a cheongsam and holding a foreign wine in his hand to have the wine on the table.

Eight waiters walked out of the serving aisle and presented each table with a bottle of unknown brand of foreign wine.

When working in restaurants and nightclubs, you can always get some OEM products, such as Kuali beer and Renato brandy.

Of course, Feimao and the others are illiterate, don't know English, and can't drink well. They can't even drink beer with their bellies open on weekdays, let alone these expensive foreign wines.

After the wine was served, the food began to be served.

Because of the large number of people who came, the original plan of setting up three tables in the private room fell through.

"Lin Sheng, these are the red seals in the box. Some of them were taken away, and these are the only ones left."

The manager put the red envelope in the box on the table, glanced at the lobby, and continued: "It was originally planned to have eight tables."

"But there are more and more people, so I asked the chef to prepare more."

"Barely enough, don't you know?"

He hesitated at this point, waiting for Lin Huaile's reply.

Lin Huaile picked up the red seal on the table and then put it in Xie Lan's hand.

"Very good, go to my company to check out tomorrow."

"Close the restaurant, there shouldn't be any business today!"

After Lin Huaile finished speaking, he stood up straight. The wound on his back was still aching, but he ignored it. Instead, he picked up a glass of wine and coughed lightly in front of the people who were eating and drinking wildly.

Everyone gradually stopped what they were doing, wiped the grease from their mouths, and sat upright, because they knew the main show was coming.

"Everyone who came today is here for me, Lin Huaile."

"Transfer is a big deal, so of course you have to think about it carefully."

"I, Lin Huaile, only have one sentence, follow me, and I will lead my brothers to enjoy the scenery together."

"Everyone drives a Porsche, has money in their hands, has a horse to sleep on at home, and has an apartment to live in for their children."

Lin Huaile picked up his wine glass and said to everyone.

When speaking to the dwarf mules, you don't need to be too elegant or profound. You must let them know the direct benefits of following you.

Because Shengji Restaurant is a renovated tenement building, the lobby space is limited and can only seat eight tables.

Situ Haonan and his group could not sit alone at a table, they could only sit scattered among the people they recruited.

Seeing that Brother Le had finished speaking, he took the lead in applauding, then scolded the flying cat next to him and winked at him.

Feimao immediately understood that he was being entrusted with the job. He immediately stood up, picked up his wine glass and shouted loudly: "Brother Le, I am Jingyi Feimao Zhang Xun."

"Today I volunteer to be your disciple, Brother Le, and my fifteen younger brothers are also willing to be disciples of Xinghe."

"Cleanse yourself and become a disciple of Xinghe."

After saying that, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, came to Lin Huaile's table, took out the red envelope he had prepared, and knelt down.

The old red envelopes are very particular, and most of them contain three hundred and thirty-six, which means making a fortune smoothly and smoothly.

Of course, if you offend your enemies and want to find someone to protect you, that's a different matter.

Mutual benefit, just take a good sign!

If Situ Haonan hadn't advanced the settlement expenses in advance, the three hundred and thirty-six yuan would have been a bit difficult to come up with, and he would probably have used thirty-six yuan as the top number.

Seeing that someone was aware of current affairs, Lin Huaile walked out from behind the table, took the red envelope from Feimao's hand, put it in his pocket, and said, "Zhang Xun."

"Today I come to the door of Xinghe Lin Huaile, cleanse my whole body of respect and righteousness, abandon the darkness and turn to the light."

"We are all brothers within the four seas, and Hongmen's righteousness is in our hearts."

"Taking military power to restore the Ming Dynasty, Tiangang and the Earthly Branches support each other."

"Become the Fourth Nine, drive out the Tartars, and help Hongmen!".

This set of greeting poems was learned by Lin Huaile just to cope with the opening of the incense hall.

Feimao looked solemn. Seven years ago, he also knelt in front of the statue of the Fifth Ancestor in Jingyi Tuo Land and vowed to make a name for himself.

But things didn't go as planned, and he wandered around the world for seven years without making a name for himself.

Today is his last chance.

After all, you can only pass the exam once, and the reputation of domestic slaves with three surnames is not good!

"When the oath comes, there will be traitors and loyalties. Brothers from all over the world are the same. If you are loyal and loyal, you will be the prince, but the traitors will end up with the sword."

Feimao bowed his head to Lin Huaile, and then read out the oath of Hongmen.

Lin Huaile turned sideways and only accepted a half-ceremony.

The Qinggang has masters and apprentices, and the Hongmen are brothers.

It has always been a Qinggang line and a large area of ​​​​Hongmen. Although there are big bosses who worship the sect, we are all brothers, regardless of seniority.

He, Lin Huaile, was just recruiting disciples on behalf of his ancestor, so he wanted to be half-length.

Goodnight everybody
Chapter completed!