The power of the Dragon Gang was carved out by the third brother with his life. Although Mr. Chai is the gang leader, he also knows that the third brother is the real eldest brother. Today is the first meeting of the Dragon Gang. I thought that the third brother is studying hard in provincial school, so he will not I need to ask him to attend so as not to delay his homework, but I don't know that my third brother has already appeared here.
It just so happened that all the brothers from the Dragon Gang were here today, and everyone was familiar with each other. Chai Shang directly pushed Meng Xinghe to the top, letting the brothers from the Dragon Gang know that he is the one who calls the shots.
The brothers of the Dragon Gang were also unambiguous. After knowing that Meng Xinghe was the real boss of the Dragon Gang, the discussion stopped abruptly. They all stood neatly in several rows, with incomparable respect on their faces, and spoke in unison.
"Boss,"
"Boss,"
"Boss,"
His voice was loud and loud, overshadowing the previous cheers. Every sentence was sonorous and powerful, without any pretense. It was an honorific from the bottom of his heart. Almost at the same time, all the brothers of the Dragon Gang confirmed Meng Xinghe's status in their hearts, which was better than Chai's. The gang leader is one level higher.
Meng Xinghe felt as if his whole body was so light that he was about to fly. Although he didn't care about those false names, if hundreds of people really addressed him with such respect, he would feel a bit of a man's pride in it.
He was sitting high up in the hall, looking at the hundreds of Dragon Gang brothers on the left and right, all newly recruited members of each gang. It seemed that the Dragon Gang was starting to grow slowly. This group of young people must have been together for a while. As the leader of the Dragon Gang, Meng Xinghe was deeply moved by the earth-shattering deeds when he saw these brothers supporting him so much. He stood up and spoke without any arrogance in him.
"When a person lives in this world, loyalty and filial piety come first. Face is not given by others, but earned by oneself. The reason why you look at the Dragon Gang is not because of me, Meng Xinghe, but because of many brothers who share the same roots. From now on ,This is our home. No matter where you go in the future, or who you bully, if it is a blood debt, you must repay it with blood. Please remember that there will always be two words behind you, Dragon Gang."
He yelled out the word "Dragon Gang" as loud as he could. The eyes of the men around him were blurry. They were all people living at the lowest level, so they naturally understood the meaning of Meng Xinghe's words. Poor people with no background, if they want to be in society, You won't be bullied, you can only fight for it with your own fists.
Now that we have the Dragon Gang, the power of our fists has become stronger, we have support behind us, and we are protected everywhere. The brothers from the Dragon Gang are confident enough to give it a go and it’s just around the corner.
Meng Xinghe's words touched the hearts of everyone, and the scene that had only been silent for a moment suddenly became extremely lively. There were no words to describe their mood at this moment except to follow Meng Xinghe to the death.
"Long live the boss,,"
"The boss is mighty,,"
Whatever words came to mind, he yelled out. The shouts were so loud that the entire second floor was immersed in cheers and even the air began to vibrate slightly.
Meng Xinghe is a genius who is born with incitement. He also has special feelings for the Dragon Gang. He speaks from his feelings without any embellishment. It is no wonder that the brothers of the Dragon Gang swear to death for him. Follow.
In the following time, Mr. Chai came out to add a few words, and distributed the territory of Jiangdu's Three Hegemons to the following Hall Masters and Evil Gods, thus ending the Dragon Gang's first meeting.
After seeing off more than a hundred people present, Meng Xinghe called Mr. Chai to his side and took out a stack of paper from his body, "Second brother, look at this thing, can you find someone to make it?"
Mr. Chai took over the hand and looked at the graphics on it carefully. He didn't know what the third brother was doing with these things. There were wheels, bellows, and all kinds of mess. However, judging from the appearance of the graphics, he had to find a craftsman to make them. It shouldn't be difficult, but I don't know what the role of the third brother is.
Meng Xinghe saw Mr. Chai's doubts. There was no secret between him and Mr. Chai. He took out a bottle of beauty products that had been developed and handed it to Mr. Chai. Without any exaggeration, he said: "The pictures in the picture can produce Second brother, don’t underestimate the bottle of stuff in your hand. If you apply it on your face, even a forty-year-old woman can turn into a fourteen-year-old flower."
It was so miraculous that Mr. Chai immediately slapped the table and stood up, opened the bottle of magical stuff with a snap, and then poured half of the liquid into the palm of his hand without thinking about anything, and then wiped it on his face. "Try it first, see if it works." You cannot become an eighteen-year-old boy,"
What a waste, I just ruined a bottle of beauty products by you. Meng Xinghe's face turned green with anger. Seeing Mr. Chai's rude actions, he planned to give Mr. Chai the other bottle of shower gel and keep it for himself.
"Look at how anxious you are, how can you be promising? A good bottle of food has been wasted by you," Meng Xinghe explained patiently, and asked Xue Rengui on the side to fetch a basin of water for Mr. Chai, demonstrating: "You only need to pour a little on your hands each time, pat it slowly on your face, make a cup of tea and then wash it off with water. Over time, you can make your face radiant and eliminate the traces left by age,"
When Meng Xinghe designs beauty products, he thinks more about women using them, so he can only try his best to explain the effects after use. After the tea time, Chai Shaochong hurriedly washed the thick aloe vera juice on his face, and suddenly a refreshing and comfortable feeling came over him. On the face, it is like sticking a piece of jade on the cheeks, which is not ordinary comfortable.
"It feels so good, it feels so damn good," Chai Shao immediately affirmed Meng Xinghe's beauty products: "I only used it once, and I felt the cool feeling on my face. If it's like what my third brother said, it can restore my appearance." As before, it is definitely more popular than the rouge and gouache in the store,"
The third brother can come up with any weird things from his mind. The "Secret Book of the Number One Scholar" in Taoyuan once made them a lot of money. Now the things in their hands are simply more attractive than that book, especially women. , it is simply something made specifically for them.
Regarding the matter of making money, Mr. Chai immediately became serious. He once again took Meng Xinghe's drawings and read them from beginning to end. He patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, third brother. Even if I don't eat or drink, I still have to do this." Get something out,"
"Second brother, you don't have to work too hard, your health is still important," Chai Shaodu said. Meng Xinghe didn't want to be too harsh. His previous words were quite comforting, but he suddenly changed his words: "I'll come to Rouge Shop the day after tomorrow. , let’s see if we can get the first batch out first, this matter cannot be eased, the sooner the better,”
He thought that his third brother was caring about him, but it seemed that he was wrong. Mr. Chai almost vomited blood. Since he had made the promise before, he had no choice but to cut off all activities within three days and complete the tasks assigned by Meng Xinghe first.
The matter was almost explained, and there was nothing to do if he stayed here. Meng Xinghe didn't want to go back to the province to study. He was afraid that the fairy would come to visit him again tonight and squeeze him dry, so he simply stayed at Rouge Shop to avoid the limelight.
Seeing Meng Xinghe walking back to his wing, Mr. Chai seemed to have thought of something and immediately chased after him. He took out a fire-wrapped envelope from his arms and handed it to him: "Third brother, this is a letter from Taoyuan. , you are not here, I put it away for you, and now it’s time to hand it over to you, as well as the package sent from Taoyuan, I will get it for you right away,”
Meng Xinghe took my letter. When he saw the beautiful handwriting on it, a smile appeared on his lips. In this era, communication is not developed. The only way to contact is to send letters. It has been more than a month since I left Taoyuan. I didn't expect to receive the first letter today. A letter sent from home makes my heart feel warm immediately.
While he was thinking about it, Mr. Chai had already brought the package. It was a big thick package, and he didn't know what was in it.
Back in his private room, Meng Xinghe stood quietly in front of the window. It took him a long time to tear open the letter in his hand. What he didn't expect was that there were two letters inside, one was written by Xue Shiyu, and the other was actually written by Zhao Ling'er. Written by a crazy girl.
This was beyond Meng Xinghe's surprise. When did this girl learn to write letters? Could it be that Xue Shiyu taught her.
Out of curiosity, Meng Xinghe opened Zhao Ling'er's letter first.
After taking it apart, Meng Xinghe felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He was frozen and unable to move. When did this girl learn to write love poems? Even the words she wrote became dignified and beautiful.
Meng Xinghe shook his hands and broke into a cold sweat. He looked at the words on the paper and didn't know whether they were sweet or bitter.
I want to know you, that my long life will never fade, that there will be no mountains, no tombs, no rivers, no thunder in the winter, rain and snow in the summer, and heaven and earth will be together, so I dare to be with you forever.
Zhao Ling'er only wrote this sentence on the paper. Meng Xinghe gasped after reading it in one breath. What this girl did always surprised him. How could he not know the meaning of this sentence? She was just a crazy girl. Having such determination at such a young age, he felt that he had become a sinner.
After carefully putting the crazy girl's letter into his arms, Meng Xinghe slowly opened Xue Shiyu's letter.
Before seeing the content, tears appeared on the paper. Meng Xinghe felt sour in his heart and continued reading with deep affection.
There were three thick letters. Meng Xinghe looked at the first one sadly. There was nothing on it. He just wrote the word "thinking" thousands of times before stopping. There was a drop of tear on each word "thinking". It is not difficult to imagine how Xue Shiyu cried when he wrote this letter to his family.
After seeing the last picture, Meng Xinghe came back from Xue Shiyu's endless thoughts. There was already a layer of mist in the corners of his eyes. He looked at the row of small words on the last line, "Idiot, remember to lick your clothes when it's cold, and think about your family." , everything is fine," and with that faint lip mark, Meng Xinghe almost frantically tore open the package sent from Taoyuan.
Clothes, trousers, underwear, and panties are all made by Xue Shiyu stitch by stitch. There are clothes for autumn and winter, and spring and summer. It seems that she has prepared clothes for herself for all seasons next year.
He went to Beijing to take the exam, and he had a kind wife at home who took care of everything. She basically took care of all the food, clothing, housing and transportation. At this moment, Meng Xinghe wished he could get a pair of wings and fly back to Taoyuan.
Alas, Meng Xinghe sighed: "A letter from home is worth ten thousand gold."
He stood silently in front of the window, just looking into the distance. The water and sky were the same color. It was already dusk. He could still see the direction of Taoyuan clearly. He only relied on the direction to make a lifeless statue and stood there motionless.