Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

At this time, the gun in Zhang Dabao's hand fired and hit Meng Fanyi's thigh. "Don't move. You should know what I am saying. Don't pretend to be confused," said Zhang Dabao.

"Not enough? There are at least one million in the safe. If it's still not enough, I'll find another way. The safe requires a password. You've never operated it before, so I'll demonstrate it to you." Meng Fanyi didn't want to die, so he had to seize every opportunity.

"Go to hell, I hate these clever people the most." Zhang Dabao shot Meng Fanyi to death, took away the safe, took the money in his drawer, searched again, put all the valuables into the space, and then came out. At this time, Zhang Dabao stood on the platform on the second floor, holding a Zhongzheng in his hand, aiming at the third brother Zheng Zhiyi who was gambling. With a gunshot, Zheng Zhiyi fell down.

The whole hall fell silent. "Meng Fanyi, Zhao Youyi and Zheng Zhiyi are all dead. This is the end of aiding and abetting evil. Get out of here now." Zhang Dabao shot at the casino manager again. After he ran out of bullets, he went down from the toilet on the second floor to the first floor, then jumped to the rooftop more than a hundred meters away, and took out the pheasant neck from the space.

The Sanyihui Casino was in chaos, and gamblers fled for their lives. Zhang Dabiao waited for another two minutes, and when he saw that the gamblers were no longer running out, the machine gun in his hand fired. Before a belt of ammunition was finished, he heard the sound of a Type 60 mortar. After eight shells, the machine gun stopped. In less than two minutes, two vans stopped at the entrance of the casino, and more than a dozen people got out. They stood at the entrance of the casino with submachine guns in their hands and fired a burst of shots. Three minutes later, the people left, the cars left, and the whole casino was quiet, with only smoke everywhere.

After a while, the injured person finally cried for help.

Zhang Dabao had already put away his machine gun by this time. He jumped a few times and came to a place five miles away. He got on a bicycle and rode towards Huabang Trading.

While riding on the street, I heard sirens, saw police lights flashing, and saw a helicopter passing overhead. It seemed that things had really gotten serious.

When they arrived at Huabang Trading, they sent away the driver Alu who came to help. Zhang Dabao moved the mortar onto the car and distributed pistols and Zhongzheng rifles to everyone, as well as some bullets. These were for self-defense and could only be kept in the company and could not be taken out of the company. With weapons in their hands, Huang Xinsheng and others became more morale-oriented.

He kept stroking the gun in his hand, which made people frown.

"What is this for? It's not like you haven't seen it before," Zhang Dabao asked with a smile.

"Brother, you guys are missing your guns. They used to be with us day and night, but now we haven't seen them for a long time?" Huang Xinsheng said. He works in the security department and often goes on missions, giving him the opportunity to touch guns, but his comrades-in-arms are farming at home, so they don't have this opportunity.

Chapter 314: Speculations about Yan Ming's Background

"Okay, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Let's start the meeting now." Zhang Dabao led everyone into the meeting room.

Since they had just completed the mission and were issued guns, the comrades were particularly excited at this time and kept communicating with each other from time to time.

At this time, Zhang Dabao took out 10,000 Hong Kong dollars from his bag and gave it to Huang Xinsheng, "Xinsheng, this is the reward for completing the task. Brothers who participated in the task will get 1,000 Hong Kong dollars each, and brothers who did not participate in the task and stayed at home will get 500 Hong Kong dollars each. The extra money can be used to buy some clothes and shoes for the brothers. They cannot wear tattered clothes. We are a company, a formal trading company. Next, we will open a textile factory. By the way, brothers must wear uniform clothes when they go to work. I will give you another 2,000 yuan," said Zhang Dabao.

"Brother, is this appropriate?" Huang Xinsheng and others said as they looked at the twelve thousand yuan.

"Of course it's appropriate. This is a capitalist society, where distribution is according to work and there will be rewards for your efforts. What's inappropriate? You should have a good rest tonight. Tomorrow, Manager Hu will take you shopping. The day after tomorrow, let Sister Huang take the other brothers to buy clothes. The brothers will take turns. Xinsheng, you follow them. You have to pay. Ask Manager Hu about choosing the uniforms." Zhang Dabao stuffed the money into Huang Xinsheng's hand and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Yan," said Liu Hu.

"Okay, go and rest early," Zhang Dabao patted Liu Hu's shoulder and said to everyone.

Tonight, many people did not sleep well. Many people were woken up after falling asleep and could not fall asleep again. Zhong Daohao was one of those who did not go to bed. He was waiting for news.

Wang Xing and others came back first. "Mr. Zhong, it went very smoothly. Yan Ming went in alone and eliminated the three big brothers of the Sanyi Society. He also shouted in the hall that the reason for killing them was because they were aiding and abetting the evil."

"Axing, I heard eight gunshots, like the sound of mortars," said Zhong Daohao.

"The Type 60 mortar was fired by the brothers brought by Yan Ming. A Lu was with them, but Mr. Zhong, Yan Ming may still have some strength because there are machine guns to help today," Wang Xing said again.

"Machine gun? Another force?" Zhong Daohao stood up directly.

"It's definitely a machine gun. It fired a bullet belt and from the sound it was the Japanese Type 92 heavy machine gun. This type of machine gun requires a lot of people to operate. It has good performance, but it requires a lot of people, usually seven or eight people, and it can retreat quickly. The machine gun is very heavy, so it also requires a vehicle, and maybe even more people are needed," said Wang Xing.

"Yan Ming is too mysterious. Fortunately, we are friends. What is his background? Could it be that he transferred troops here?" Zhong Daohao asked Wang Xing.

"It shouldn't be necessary to transfer troops. The ones who come may be retired soldiers, arranged by his family to help him and protect his safety. There are also channels to arrange heavy weapons for him. There are at least tens of thousands of guns in Hong Kong now, but there are not even five heavy machine guns. The mortar may only be owned by Yan Ming, except in Ying and Mao's military camps," Wang Xing analyzed.

"That makes sense. It seems that there is at least a lieutenant general in his family," Zhong Daohao said as he slapped the table.

"Are we going to the land auction tomorrow?" Wang Xing asked Zhong Daohao.

"Of course I'm going. I'm going to call right now and ridicule Wang Xingyao. I'll come and compete with him tomorrow, and my price will always be just one price higher than his. Let's see if he dares to be so greedy again," Zhong Daohao said happily.

Zhong Daohao was happy, but Wang Xingyao was particularly unhappy. First, he was woken up when he was sleeping soundly, then he heard the news that the Sanyi Society was destroyed, and most importantly, the other party used heavy weapons, including heavy machine guns and mortars. What did they want to do? Did they want to start a war? This was a business war. Wang Xingyao got angry at home and called his master Ying Mao behind him. The master told him to be careful recently and pay special attention to his personal safety.

Why did he call you? Do you need to remind me? Don't I know that the end of Sanyi will have a huge impact on me? What the hell? After scolding Yingmao, Wang Xingyao calmed down.

The Sanyi Society was destroyed in one night. Wang Xingyao was very scared now. The other party could destroy the Sanyi Society in one go. They must have the strength to take over his family. He only had a dozen people. Could they withstand machine guns and artillery shells? The answer was no. Who did it? Wang Xingyao thought of Zhong Daohao, who was on the rise recently, but did he have the strength to do so?

The phone rang, and Wang Xingyao thought it was his Yingmao master, so he quickly picked up the phone. However, it was Zhong Daohao's voice that came out, "Xingyao, are you okay? I heard that the Sanyi Society is gone? Is it safe where you are? Why don't you come and hide at my house?" Then there was the sound of Zhong Daohao laughing.

Now Wang Xingyao understood that it was really this bastard who did it. How could he be so powerful? He usually doesn't show off his strength, but I didn't expect him to release a satellite. I'm really shocked.

"Brother Zhong, why bother? We are brothers, why should we mess up for such a small benefit? It was my fault before, I hope Brother Zhong will give me a chance." Now Wang Xingyao knows that it was that bastard Zhong Daohao who did it. When you are under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head.

The sirens never stopped that night. Of course, just like what is shown on Hong Kong TV, the police always arrive late and find nothing. Yingmao's police went to the Sanyihui casino and looked at the scene. The shell holes and machine gun holes all showed what had just happened here. Of course, apart from these, they found nothing. Yingmao's army also arrived at the scene, but also found nothing.

"This is a provocation to the authorities. Gangs are using heavy weapons, which seriously affects the harmony and stability of Hong Kong," the top leaders of Yingmao were furious. But what's the use?

Of course, they all came to the conclusion that the Sanyi Society was being targeted for revenge because they had helped Wang Xingyao, because they learned from the survivors at the scene that the Sanyi Society was attacked because they aided the evil, and who did they help? Naturally, it was Wang Xingyao.

As heavy weapons were used, the top leaders in Hong Kong were particularly dissatisfied and gave the police a deadline to solve the case. As a result, Hong Kong gangs suffered another blow, and those who sold weapons underground suffered the greatest blow because the British and Mao Zedong authorities suspected that they were the ones who brought in mortars and heavy machine guns.

Zhong Daohao participated in the land auction and won three plots of land at once. Although Wang Xingyao also came to the scene, he never raised his bid. When Zhong Daohao raised his bid, no one else competed with him. In this way, Zhong Daohao got the three plots of land at the reserve price.

After the meeting, a senior official of the British and Mao Zedong authorities invited Zhong Daohao to have tea together and talked a lot. The general meaning was that the matter ended here and heavy weapons must not be used in the future. Zhong Daohao also laughed it off.

When something is successful, the results must be shared. After Zhong Daohao acquired the land, the first thing he did was to order 10,000 tons of steel bars from Huabang Trading. This made Zhang Dabao happy because this was the second big gift he prepared for Yang Weihua at the steel rolling mill.

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Chapter 315: The Steel Rolling Mill's Foreign Trade Orders Further Increase

Zhong Daohao placed an order for himself, so of course he had to share this good news with Yang Weihua and Li Huaide as soon as possible. This would be a powerful tool to help them get promoted.

"Cousin, there is a new order." Zhang Dabao called Li Huaide.

"Great, how many are there?" Li Huaide is also looking forward to the new orders.

"Ten thousand tons," said Zhang Dabao.

"How much?" Li Huaide couldn't believe his ears.

"Ten thousand tons. This is the first batch. There will be more to come. Can our factory produce it?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"Wait a minute, I'll call Lao Yang..." Li Huaide put the microphone on the table and ran out.

"Da Biao, what's going on?" Yang Weihua answered the phone breathlessly.

"Uncle Yang, we have a new order. The first batch is 10,000 tons. Looking at the progress of the subsequent projects, there will be quite a lot more. You have to prepare in advance." Zhang Dabiao spoke with a double meaning, talking about both the order and Yang Weihua's promotion.

Yang Weihua spoke a few more words to Zhang Dabao and then hung up the phone.

"Huaide, how many tons did Dabiao say just now?" Yang Weihua asked Li Huaide.

"Director, you have asked this question ten times. The first batch is 10,000 tons, and there is more. Huabang's contract will be sent to you soon. Just wait." Li Huaide was amused by Yang Weihua.

"Director, there is a contract with Hong Kong..." Xu Sinian came in.

After the contract was signed and the deposit was received, Yang Weihua and Li Huaide came to the Ministry of Machinery Industry and first reported the good news to the person in charge, Deputy Minister Shi Kejun.

"Yang Weihua and Li Huaide, you two are really great and have brought honor to the ministry. This shows that our products have also passed the test of capitalism and have become products that can earn foreign exchange for the country. I am very pleased." Deputy Minister Shi was also very happy and praised the two.

"Weihua, can your factory complete the order on time?" Minister Shi thought of the production capacity of Hongxing Steel Rolling again.

"Yes, we must," said Yang Weihua.

"It seems that you have been prepared for this. Tell us," the deputy minister said to Yang Weihua and Li Huaide.

"Minister Shi, this 10,000 tons of goods will not be delivered in one go. This is what I thought, and I have communicated with them. The delivery will be divided into three times. The first and second times are 3,000 tons, and the third time is 4,000 tons. The delivery time for each batch of goods is one month. We have concentrated the capable forces in the factory and let workshops five and six specialize in producing foreign trade orders. They said that the orders are long-term. It doesn't mean that after this delivery, there will be no next time. As long as the quality can be guaranteed, the order can also be guaranteed," said Yang Weihua.

"Very good, concentrate your superior forces to do great things. Earning foreign exchange for China and Huaide is a key and long-term task for us. I am very happy that you have such awareness. It is a good thing that the orders are getting bigger and bigger. I will ask the minister if he has time. If there is good news, the leaders must be informed. We can't just keep our heads down and pull the cart, we must also raise our heads and look at the road." The deputy minister was particularly satisfied with the work of the two, so he mentioned them.

Deputy Minister Shi made a phone call and waited for a while. "Let's go, the minister is at home, let's make him happy too," and took the two of them to the office of Minister Gao of the Ministry of Machinery Industry.

After spending a whole morning in the Ministry of Machinery Industry, it was almost noon when they came out. Yang Weihua and Li Huaide were now thirsty. "Director, it seems that good things are about to happen to you. I followed you around all morning today. You must treat me to something good to eat," said Li Huaide.

"I have good things to do, don't you? Let's go back to the factory to eat and ask Zhuzi to make something delicious. There is still some meat in the factory. Can we get meat outside? By the way, I heard from Zhuzi that Da Biao's nephew named Jia Dongxu can make some knife-cut noodles. Let him make a bowl for him when he has time," said Yang Weihua.

"That's true. I've heard about it from Zhuzi too. You say Jia Dongxu is really something. He worked as a first-level fitter in the factory for seven years and didn't learn anything. Now he's a postman. He's also learning to be a chef from Dabiao and Zhuzi, and he's doing quite well. He's making rapid progress. He knows how to make a lot of pasta, including many kinds of noodles and even steamed buns," said Li Huaide.

"It seems that what the ancients said is right, we must teach students in accordance with their aptitude. He is not good in this aspect, but maybe he is very good in other aspects. How about this, let's take some time to go to No. 95 Courtyard for a meal, let Zhuzi cook a few dishes, let Dongxu make some noodles, and we have a drink, isn't it great? I'll leave this matter to you. You are relatives, and you have made immediate progress. They are still juniors, and it is their duty to respect you. I will also benefit from your kindness," Yang Weihua said to Li Huaide.

"No..." Li Huaide was speechless. At this moment, he thought of a person, Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level worker. Why did the factory director seem to speak more and more like Yi Zhonghai? Who did they learn from? They are the younger generation, so they should respect me. What kind of theory is this? Do they owe me?

This morning, Yan Jingfeng, who was far away in Yishui, Shandong, received a package from Beijing. He was a village cadre and it was very convenient for him to receive letters. As soon as he saw that the letter was sent from Beijing, he knew it was from his nephew Yan Ming.

Yan Jingfeng opened the package. There were two packages inside. One package contained photos. Yan Ming took photos for everyone in the village. The first one was a group photo. This was the second brother. Why did the second sister-in-law's mouth look like this? He was still the sixth child. He didn't even know to wash his neck. He only knew to wash his face. The little chicken of Fang Wen's kid was exposed. If he grows up and sees it again, will it be very interesting...

After looking at the photos, Yan Jingfeng opened the second bag, which contained nine envelopes with names written on them, and a letter. He opened the envelope with his name on it, which contained ten kilograms of national food coupons. Yan Jingfeng held the food coupons and could not speak for a long time. He thought of his elder brother who worked in a confidential unit and his young but loyal nephew. His eyes were red again. He was a village cadre and knew the national situation. The whole country was in such a difficult situation, but his elder brother and Yan Ming still saved money to send food coupons to their family. Hey, we can still get by. Brother, are you living well?

Putting the things back into the bag, Yan Jingfeng went to his second brother Yan Jingda's house and asked Yan Fangwen to notify the other brothers and his second sister Yan Jingxiang who had just moved to the village. He showed everyone the letters sent from the capital, divided the photos and envelopes among the families, and sent Yan Fangwen and Yan Fangwu to Liujia Village to bring the letters and photos to the two sisters.

Everyone sighed as they held the envelopes containing the food coupons.

"Second brother, eldest brother is so loyal and righteous, I have an idea," Yan Jingfeng said.

"Old Five, tell us what ideas you have," Yan Jingda said.

"I want to renovate my eldest brother's house. He is almost seventy years old this year. Maybe he can come back to visit someday. I want him to live in his own home when he comes back. If he happens to not come back, he still has Yan Ming at home. Although he is adopted, he is also a man of loyalty and affection. He is the grandson of Yan Jingkai, the son of Yan Fangyong, and the eldest grandson of our Yan family. He is still young and he should come again. After we renovate the house, we will let him know that this is his home too," said Yan Jingfeng.

"I agree. Lao Wu is right. Once the autumn harvest is over, everything will be fine. We can rebuild it by ourselves and pile up the stones again. There are trees on the mountain, so we all just need to contribute a little," said Yan Jingkuan.

"Okay." Everyone unanimously agreed to start renovating the house for Yan Jing.

Chapter 316: Additional Order

Hu Yongjia also took Huang Xinsheng and others to the shopping mall. When Liu Hu and others arrived at the shopping mall, they were like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden. They didn't know where to look. Especially when beautiful women in revealing clothes passed by them from time to time, they blushed. Where can you see such a situation in China? The whole thighs are exposed, and the chests are all white. It is simply unbearable.

"Brother Hu, ask Manager Hu to introduce you to a beautiful woman and let her dress for you. Do you think it's satisfying to stare at others?" Huang Xinsheng teased Liu Hu when he saw his eyes darting around.

"No, the women here have too many ideas, I can't play with them," Liu Hu shook his head repeatedly.

Once they entered the clothes shop, they found that a piece of clothing cost at least dozens of yuan, and often hundreds of yuan, which made Liu Hu and his companions run away.

"Don't buy the most expensive, and don't buy the cheapest. A set of clothes can be bought for 100 yuan, and another 100 yuan for two pairs of shoes. That's about all the money you need," Huang Xinsheng said to everyone, and then he picked out the clothes and shoes.

Hu Yongjia took everyone to get a haircut. After changing their clothes, the group of farmers became energetic urban young men. Hu Yongjia even gave each of them two sets of training uniforms as work clothes for the security guards. He could see that the boss had a special relationship with these people. They should be the boss's fellow villagers or relatives.

The next day, Accountant Huang took the others to go shopping again.

"Oh, this is the life that people should live. Eating well and having good clothes to wear every day. In the past, I wouldn't even dare to dream of it," said Gu Zhenghong.

"Isn't it? The company commander is so much better than us. Sometimes I always want to kowtow to him when I think of him," said Cheng Guangqi.

"Go away, just do your job well. I don't know when there will be more missions, and I also want to participate," said Sun Jiahao, who arrived in Beijing last.

"Don't worry, the mission will come soon. I believe the most urgent thing is to recover your body, eat well, and exercise well. If you become fat, you really can't run fast," said Huang Xinsheng.

"Captain, don't worry. If we don't practice well, are we still human beings?" Liu Hu said.