Chapter 161 Please tea Good Kung Fu Restaurant, even though it is located in Tsim Sha Tsui East, where land is scarce, is still an extremely famous location.
As night fell, the wind and rain became more intense. The big raindrops hit people's faces, almost like whips, making people gasp in pain.
There was no living thing to be seen on the street, and even the dogs were hiding under the corridor, shivering.
But even so, the good work is still on and the lights are bright.
It’s not that if the typhoon doesn’t blow out, you’ll lose a day’s worth of business, but if it doesn’t hit, many people won’t be able to negotiate business.
The manager of the restaurant stood guard in the corridor, his eyes watching his nose, his nose watching his heart. His whole demeanor was as meticulous as his clothes and hairstyle.
Standing here represents the face of the restaurant, so he is extremely cautious and restrained in everything he says and does.
After looking down at the time again, in the distance, several rickshaws lined up in a long queue, breaking through the rain curtain.
clap clap clap clap!
As the rickshaw driver stopped in front of the corridor, the low-hanging rain curtains on the rickshaw were closed one after another, and a black umbrella took over the gap in time, covering Long Gen's head.
Behind him, Thirteen and a kind of backbone also got off the rickshaw, took the umbrellas handed to them, and immediately followed Long Gen.
"Put the car here and you all go into the corridor to take shelter from the rain."
After giving orders to the drivers, Long Gen turned to the manager and said politely: "Please cook them some hot soup. The weather is so windy and rainy, it's hurtful!"
"Please rest assured, we are fully prepared here, and the private room upstairs is ready."
"Yes." Long Gen nodded and asked intentionally or unintentionally: "Is everyone here?"
"coming."
The manager led the way, neither fast nor slow, with just the right foot speed. After leading him to the front of the box called "Sihaitang", he walked away quickly without stopping for a step.
Most of the business here is about losing one's head. Either the people attending the meeting lose their heads, or they are plotting to make others lose their heads. It will be a disaster to listen too much.
Pushing the door open, several people in charge from North Point were already sitting at the table. They were all strong, with bulging shoulders and bright eyes.
Seeing Long Gen walking in, everyone stood up and said in unison: "Master Qi!"
Long Gen waved to them all to sit down.
"Thank you for your hard work. It's so windy and rainy that I have to ask you to come this far."
Long Gen looked up. The clock hanging on the wall showed that it was a quarter past eight, and he was five minutes late.
"Master Qi, it is true that you have worked so hard. You came to us for dinner as soon as you got off the boat. I am so proud of Shui Xiong."
The fat man wearing a gold chain poured a cup of tea for Long Gen and stood aside respectfully.
"Sit down, everyone, sit down. Why are you being so formal? I'm here to see you today. I have nothing else to do. I just haven't seen you for a few days. I want to chat with you guys."
Long Gen waved again and everyone sat down.
Thirteen pulled up a chair, sat closest to the dragon root, and began to wash the tea set skillfully.
There was silence in the room until she washed all the tea sets in hot water and placed a cup of tea in front of Long Gen before she said, "Master Qi, will you make tea today?"
Long Gen smiled, stretched out his hand and scanned the crowd, "Does anyone want to come out to make tea?"
No one spoke, so he nodded again and said: "Okay, since no one wants to make tea, I'll make it."
As he spoke, he began to fill the tea, pour water, and skim the foam, doing every step meticulously. "The club is going to have a meeting next month, what do you think?"
"Needless to say, Master Qi, as long as you speak out, we will all support you. If any servant dares to stand up and choose against you, I, Shui Xiong, will be the first to kill him!"
"Hi!"
Long Gen shook his head, "I told you, anyone can choose and everyone has a chance. You are always fighting and killing like this, so that others see it and think that I alone have the final say between Li Sheng and me. "
"Master Qi, you are so virtuous and respected that everyone can afford to eat as long as you are here. Who is the brainless person who would come out to fight with you? Everyone would drown him in saliva!"
Several people were talking in high spirits, and Shiye Tai, who had never spoken much, wiped his glasses and finally spoke.
"But Mr. Qi, I heard that Prince Sheng is back and he plans to choose someone to talk to. Several uncles are already planning to support him."
The scene suddenly fell into silence, and then people started talking again.
"Yes, Kuan Bao has already said that as long as Prince Sheng waves the flag, he will immediately lead his men to follow him."
"The fit people from Causeway Bay also went to see Prince Sheng last night."
"I'll attack you! These rebels would have been hacked to death on the street without Master Qi controlling the association!"
"Tea, please!"
As Long Gen made a calm call, everyone stopped noisy and came over to pick up the tea cup and drink it all in one gulp.
The rich Phoenix Dancong penetrated into the throat, like a mouthful of strong wine. It made people feel refreshed, and it was so strong that some words were swallowed.
After that, Long Gen said slowly: "I know about Prince Sheng. After all, he is Brother Hong's son. If he wants to be elected, there must be many older generations supporting him. When he was the second marshal in the past, how many people are he now? Everyone who fits is his subordinate."
"However, whether you have a choice or not, you have to compete to find out. Choosing the leader is not like playing in a ring, and it is not something that can be won by whoever can beat him."
He picked up his finger and tapped his temple, and said with a smile: "A short mule doesn't need to use his brain. He will remain a short mule all his life."
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but laugh.
"Master Qi, with your strategy, you can kill him with just a few moves."
"I have contacted those bosses, and they are all willing to provide money to support you."
"Master Qi, whether you need money or people, just say something and we will help you get it done."
Long Gen breathed a long sigh of relief. He glanced at everyone, and his tone seemed to be very pleased.
“I regard all of you here as my own sons and daughters. When I first said that I wanted to abandon North Point and hand over the territory to others, I was the first to disagree and stood up to oppose it, and was laughed at.
But now, those who laughed at me at the beginning don’t know where they are buried. None of you have expressed any objection to what I want to say or what I want to do. Only with you here can our society develop to where it is today. "
After a pause, a bright light appeared in his eyes, "Even if the prince is better than his father, he didn't develop the club to its current size. At that time, he still wanted to be brothers with Lao Xin."
Recalling the past, it seemed as if everything was before his eyes, and it took him a while to recover from his sadness.
"I've said it before, you will support me in my election this time, and next time, I promise to hold you accountable. This is what I swore in front of Mr. Guan!"
As he spoke, he smiled boldly and spread his palms forward.
"Come on, have some tea!"
(End of this chapter)