Chapter 8 The new leader of the Green Bamboo Gang 2
"Yeah?"
Li Xiang was dumbfounded. It seemed that the celebrity effect existed everywhere. People who were in gangs all wanted to have a loyal older brother. His act of cutting off the younger brothers actually won him a good reputation.
Although the price was a dozen more bloody mouths on his body, it seems now that it was still worth the money.
Now he has been officially appointed as the leader of the Qingzhu Gang. He is supported by Zuo Lengchan above him and dozens of brothers below him. His own strength is not weak either.
Compared with the poverty and thin body when I first took over, I don't know how much better I am now.
But now, he still has one unsolved problem on his mind. When he was originally alive, he always remembered his parents' teachings and wanted to learn some knowledge and study for his younger sister Li Ying, so that he would no longer have to do hard work to survive like the older generation.
If he doesn't have the ability, forget it, but now he can be considered a high-ranking member of the gang, so it's no problem to find a teacher for the little mop.
After thinking for a while, he said aloud: "Zhong Can, do you know where there is an academy nearby?"
Although there is only one word difference between big boss and small boss, their weight is very different. If the small boss is just a wage earner, a security captain at best, then the big boss is the senior leader of the joint-stock system.
For example, if he manages Qihua Building, the income from Qihua Building will be distributed to him in the form of dividends.
According to the income of that kind of gold sales place, his annual dividend can reach at least several hundred taels of silver, which averages out to dozens of taels a month. It is actually okay to hire a private school teacher.
But considering that Li Ying was still young and had little experience in contact with peers, for the future development of his sister, he thought it would be better to make more new friends.
Moreover, humans are inherently group creatures. If there is only one person, wouldn’t it be too lonely?
"As for academies, Zhuolu Academy in Jiuri Town is quite famous. The teachers there are of very high standard. It is said that they are from Ze Province."
Zhong Can thought for a moment and answered seriously.
There are thirteen major provinces in the entire Daqian, and Beibo City belongs to Qing Province. Compared to Ze Province, which is close to the imperial capital, Qing Province lags far behind in terms of transportation, teaching, martial arts and other aspects.
"Help me make arrangements. Ying'er should have reached school age long ago. It's time to go to the academy."
"Also, find a knowledgeable master to come to my house and teach me how to read."
After pondering for a while, Li Xiang made arrangements in a leisurely manner. Although he was not young, he had never been to a college or read a book due to his poor family background.
Frankly speaking, I am illiterate and cannot read a single Chinese character.
If he is willing to be a gangster and gang leader for the rest of his life, it doesn't matter even if he is illiterate, as long as he can fight.
But if you want to climb up, you have to learn the knowledge, customs, humanities, martial arts of this world... and no matter what you learn, the most basic thing is to be literate.
"Understood." Zhong Can nodded slightly. He was an old member of the Qingzhu Gang and knew all the well-known figures in the nearby neighborhoods.
Whether it is arranging for children to go to college or finding a wife, it is a very simple matter for him.
After arranging for Zhong Can to go down to do some work, Li Xiang couldn't wait to return to the house, closed the door tightly, and opened the written heavenly book.
"It's time to improve. Black Evil Palm is a great achievement. I really miss it..."
He let out a breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart. A person who has mastered martial arts is no ordinary person no matter where he is placed.
In his previous life, he relied on Dacheng's Black Palm to gain a foothold in the martial arts world and become famous. Now that he is about to regain control of his power, it would be unrealistic to say he is not excited.
However, when he gathered the jade stones he bought and concentrated on the written book...
After a while, there seemed to be a cool breeze blowing above his head. For some reason, he vaguely heard a group of crows flying past with strange cries.
On the blue panel in sight, the column belonging to the Black Palm did not change at all. When he tried to increase the level of the Black Palm, it did not move at all.
"..." Li Xiang.
What went wrong?
I remember last time, it was clear that the jade pendant was absorbed, and then the martial arts was improved. What went wrong?
Unwilling to be reconciled, he tried several more methods, knocking the jade stone, placing it close to his body, and dripping blood to identify its owner. However, no matter how he tried, there was no change at all in the Book of Heaven, and the realm of the Black Evil Palm still could not be improved.
Puzzled, he could only attribute it to the fact that what he was looking for was wrong. Could it be that the only thing that could be used as nourishment was a polished jade pendant?
"My family's fortune has been wiped out, so it's better to look at new industries first."
In order to buy jade, Li Xiang invested all his money except the necessary daily expenses for food and drink. Now it is no exaggeration to say that he is completely destitute.
Thinking that there was Qihualou, a man who made a lot of money every day, waiting for him in Guri Town, he felt a little itchy. Although strictly speaking, he was just a spectator, but he had some concerns about Qihualou's income.
Certain control rights.
The specific operation depends on how he does it.
Li Xiang picked up a long knife and wrapped a cloth around his waist for self-defense, and walked towards the direction of Guri Town.
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Compared with Hongding Street, which is full of people who are obsessed with life and wealth, the atmosphere of Kuri Town is actually more comprehensive. In addition to leisurely and relaxing places like Qihua House, there are also various social places such as academies, teahouses, and jewelry stores.
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Qihua Building has five floors, with a magnificent appearance and silk hangings. Just from the appearance, it gives a sense of luxury.
Standing at the door were two strong men holding long sticks. The collars on their chests were embroidered with bamboo leaves, which was the symbol of the Qingzhu Gang.
"This weather is getting weirder and weirder. It's already September and it's still as hot as the dog days of summer."
"No, I heard a few days ago that one of Boss Zhong's brothers suffered from heat stroke."
The two of them chatted boredly. The job of guarding the door was the hardest. Fortunately, there were many of them and they could take turns guarding.
The lesson learned from the Santanhui was there. Since the cadres were killed, most of the thugs in the building left the building, which gave them an opportunity to take advantage of it.
If not, even if Xue Fengren dies, it will not directly lead to the change of ownership of Qihua Building.
Therefore, when sending people to guard the area, Zuo Lengchan specifically stated that the standing personnel of Qihua Tower should be at least fifty, and they could not be transferred randomly except under special circumstances.
As for whether they should go to the rescue when their boss is being hunted, Lao Zuo's exact words are as follows: "That kid Li Xiang is very tough. If you can't deal with him, you will only add to the chaos.
When the time comes, hold your position and send an emergency signal."
At first glance, it sounds a bit ruthless, disregarding the safety of his subordinates for the sake of profit.
But from another perspective, this is also recognition and affirmation of Li Xiang's strength.
"Master Li!"
Suddenly, a strong man straightened his back and shouted excitedly. Not far away, he saw a young man in white walking slowly towards him. There were six bamboo leaves painted on his chest. That was the leader of the Qingzhu Gang.
A special symbol only for bosses.
Another group of people next to him also stood up straight and said hello loudly.
They were all experts who had followed Li Xiang and participated in the siege and killing of Xue Fengren, and they all respected this young man who was strong and loyal.
Therefore, there is no sense of shame when calling "ye". After all, this is a good big brother who can save his subordinates!
These days, everyone cares about interests, and there are very few people who show loyalty.
"Thank you for your hard work. Let's get off work and go drink tea to calm down the fire."
Li Xiang nodded slightly, took out a tael of silver from his arms, and handed it to the two gang members. Although his reputation was good among the Qingzhu Gang, he knew very well how wealth moved people's hearts.
Just loyalty without practical benefits will not work.
Is it possible that you just rely on your noble morals and sentiments and want your younger brothers to help you kill people? Just kidding, if they don't give you money, they are already very moral if they don't kill you.
"Thank you, Mr. Li!" The two strong men looked grateful.
A cup of tea only costs a few dozen copper coins at most, but Master Li directly gave them one tael of silver. It was obvious that the remaining money was given to them as a reward.
Loyal, strong, young and promising, and generous... Where can I find such a good boss?
After casually speaking a few words to encourage his subordinates, Li Xiang straightened his collar and walked inside. Rather than drawing a pie and talking about the future, he was more inclined to give substantial benefits.
No one is a fool, and the masses have sharp eyes. Everyone can see clearly what you said and what you did, but sometimes they are unwilling to say it out.
Qihua Tower sounds like a brothel, but in fact, this pavilion is a complex entertainment venue that accommodates bathing, pedicures, cards, meals, opera and other entertainment venues. The only thing it does not include is prostitution.
It's not that the three altars that previously controlled this place had any ethics or taboos, it's just that people are like this. The more they can't eat, the more they feel itchy and intolerable.
The more you prevent others from messing around, the more you can highlight the style of this place, thereby attracting some wealthy businessmen and elegant people to achieve the goal of making crazy profits.
For example, looking at the shy and pretty women in a venue who are not selling their bodies, who knows whether their red lips have been tasted by thousands of people before?
"Qihua Building has five floors. The first floor is where opera singers perform. The money rewarded by the objective people is divided into 30 and 70, with the girls taking 30% and the gangs taking 70%. The second floor is for private rooms, except for the same services as the first floor.
, and there are two more items: food and drinks.”
"The third floor is the Accord. Each room has been carefully taken care of. There is always incense in the room, and it is specially used for some powerful people to talk and rest."
"The fourth and fifth floors further up are not allowed for outsiders to enter. During the management period of the Santan Association, they were usually the places where girls and members of the association stayed."
A middle-aged lady with heavy makeup carefully followed Li Xiang and made introductions.
The management of gangs is usually very rough. Apart from setting some bottom lines of rules, they make their own business decisions, so she doesn't really care who the boss is, as long as it doesn't prevent her from making money.
Of course, there were also some remnants of Xue Fengren who were dissatisfied with the management of the Qingzhu Gang, but they were all dealt with neatly.
Those who are still staying in Qihua Building are good and good people who follow the arrangements of the Qingzhu Gang.