Just when everyone wanted to fight to the end, Hu Zhichun picked up the pen beside him and signed his na at the bottom of the agreent. Seeing Hu Zhichun press his handprint, everyone’s expression changed involuntarily. They wanted to unite and refuse the agreent, but they didn’t expect Hu Zhichun to do this. In a daze, Hu Zhichun stood up alone and looked at Nanrong Wanqing expressionlessly and said, "Can I leave now?"
Nanrong Wanqing nodded and gave a glance to the two middle-aged n guarding the door. The two imdiately opened the door to let Hu Zhichun and his female secretary out.
As they walked to the door, Hu Zhichun suddenly stopped and turned around to look at everyone in the box, saying, "Folks, don’t bla for not advancing and retreating with you. This is Beijing; you should know what will happen." Having said this, Hu Zhichun left without turning back.
After hearing Hu Zhichun’s words, everyone seed to understand sothing, and fell silent one by one, all sinking into contemplation. After a while, two more people signed the agreent. Once soone led the way, others successively abandoned resistance. Soon, fourteen agreents were laid out in front of Nanrong Wanqing.
"Very good!" Nanrong Wanqing said with a faint smile, "I hope you all rember this agreent. If anyone dares to violate it, don’t bla the Nanrong Family for showing no rcy." After her words fell, Nanrong Wanqing and Nanrong Hao stood up and walked side by side to the box door.
"Today’s al is on , consider it our partnership al." With these words, Nanrong Wanqing and her brother vanished beyond the door.
Listening to their gradually distant footsteps, everyone in the box showed different expressions, with no one speaking. The words Hu Zhichun said before leaving awakened many people. This is Beijing, and there is no shortage of people ready to hit a man when he’s down. Once incarcerated and cut off from the outside world, let alone a year, within just two or three months, one’s assets would be divided among others.
Thus, signing that agreent is the safest way to at least keep one’s industry. As for whether there will be profits in the future, it’s still unknown.
These days, not only Nanrong Wanqing was busy, but Ling Chen was also extrely busy, exhausted. Beijing is no smaller than East Sea City, and there are too many things to handle. Moreover, the ss left by Hong Wei is very large, even though Hu Fei transferred three to four hundred people from East Sea City, it still wasn’t enough.
Besides receiving the industries left by Hong Wei, there’s the need to guard against other forces in Beijing. Just as Ling Chen predicted, once Hong Wei collapsed, the forces long suppressed in Beijing by Hong Wei all erged, wanting to profiter from Hong Wei’s pie. Moreover, many erging forces sprang up like mushrooms wanting to gain so benefits.
This is also what Ling Chen finds most troubleso, not only having to fight with the old forces left by Hong Wei but also having to guard against those new forces’ sneak attacks, wishing he could be like ten people himself. Staying in the manor every day, his phone kept ringing without pause. Once this issue barely solved, another arose, never a mont of peace. After persevering for a few days, Ling Chen and Tang Guolun, among others, all showed a weary appearance, wishing they could shut the phone off and sleep soundly.
"Ling Chen, a nightclub in the West District was just attacked, and our people were all driven away."
Tang Guolun’s words were barely finished when Jiang Yunkai hurried over, saying, "Chen, two bars in the North City District were wrecked; three of our n were injured and are now receiving treatnt in the hospital."
Before Ling Chen could spare attention to handle this, a young man ran in from outside, hurriedly saying, "Chen, the police arrested our people, saying they engaged in public brawling. It’s those bastards who provoked us first, wanting to snatch our territory; we were rely defending ourselves."
"Chen! Chen!"
Seeing two more people rushing in from outside, Ling Chen grabbed his hair and shouted, "Hold it, everyone hold, one at a ti."
After busying for half an hour, Ling Chen finally managed to deal with these chaotic issues. Leaning against the sofa, he looked up to the sky and sighed longingly, not knowing when these troubleso matters would end.
"What, tired?" Tang Guolun ca over with two bottles of coffee drinks and tossed one to Ling Chen, saying with a smile, "If you want to be a qualified leader, these are things you must go through. You used to play the hands-off boss; others did the hard work for you. Now you’re experiencing it, right?"
Ling Chen replied with a wry smile, "Boss Tang, if I knew there were so many troubles, I wouldn’t have gotten myself into such a ss. Eh! Seriously, can we still deploy so personnel from the fat guy’s side?"
"No more can be deployed; all deployable personnel have already co over; East Sea City needs people to manage it too. Fortunately, the foundation in East Sea City is relatively solid, not requiring too many people. Ling Chen, I’ve wanted to discuss this with you for a while now. Given our current situation, we must expand personnel. I estimated, at least five hundred people need to be integrated to maintain normal operations."
"Five hundred people?" Ling Chen was surprised; he knew they lacked manpower but didn’t expect so many were needed.
"Five hundred people can barely solve our current predicant, and we still need to continue expanding personnel." Tang Guolun said, "Think about it, Hong Wei had so many entertainnt industries, each site requires people to handle affairs, not saying much, but each site needs at least twenty security personnel to maintain order, and that’s the minimum requirent. If it’s a large-scale nightclub, at least fifty people need to be arranged. With this calculation, five hundred people are simply not enough. Additionally, we need to establish a specially reserved ergency team. The number doesn’t need to be many, but they must be elite to guard against trouble from other forces."
Ling Chen rubbed his nose and said, "Or...should I ask Mr. Ye for help? He operates a martial arts academy in Beijing; surely we can borrow a good number of people."
"That would be best." Pausing, Tang Guolun changed the subject and asked, "Is your Mr. Ye’s martial arts academy large in scale?"
"dium-sized, not very large. Boss Tang, do you have any ideas?"
"Beijing will inevitably co under our control; aren’t you planning to open a Dragon Tiger Hall here?"
Upon hearing this, Ling Chen’s eyes lit up, slapping his leg and praising, "That’s right! How could I have not thought of this?" Tang Guolun’s proposal was excellent, using Qingyun Martial Arts Hall as a base to open a branch of Dragon Tiger Hall in Beijing. Currently, the reputation of Dragon Tiger Hall has spread, many in the Martial Arts community are vying to join Dragon Tiger Hall.
If a branch were opened in Beijing, it would surely attract many from the martial arts community. As such, not only could the influence of Dragon Tiger Hall be expanded, but Utilized martial arts individuals to resolve current power struggles could also.
Thinking of this, Ling Chen couldn’t sit still anymore and stood up, saying, "Boss Tang, I’m heading over now to discuss with Mr. Ye."
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