Chapter 170 Brother Tianen must help me!
It was still the same three-story Western-style building, but it had become even more dilapidated since Sister Wang’s rebellion, just like Feng Zhao’s fate at this moment.
At this time, the Thousand Machine Poison had penetrated into his bone marrow, and the only reason he didn't die was because of this bite.
The group arrived at the western-style building with serious expressions, and the building seemed to be filled with the smell of Chinese medicine.
Li Lao Hu stopped everyone and signaled Feng Jiahui to go in by herself.
But Feng Jiahui grabbed Song Tianen's hand and said, "Brother Tianen, please accompany me in."
"Jiahui?"
Although Song Tianen helped the South District several times, this was, after all, a father-daughter relationship.
But looking at Feng Jiahui's determined expression, Song Tianen said no more and nodded.
This girl looks weak and frail on weekdays, but she is actually very stubborn.
On the other side, Li Lao Hu was also silently watching Feng Jiahui's expression, and couldn't help but guess in his heart: "Is this guy hooking up with the eldest daughter? But it's good this way. He lifted the car with his bare hands. This guy is as powerful as a dragon. With this big Buddha guarding him, the South District will be as stable as Mount Tai!"
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Cough, cough, cough. Feng Zhao's coughing could be heard from the room from time to time.
At this time, Feng Zhao looked almost inhuman, with only skin and bones left on his body.
But when he heard the familiar voice, Feng Zhao seemed to have a last burst of energy. His face was filled with a strange blush and his whole spirit seemed to have improved a lot.
After struggling to get up, his eyes lit up when he saw Feng Jiahui.
"Jiahui, is that you? Haha, you've really grown into a grown-up girl now."
Feng Jiahui looked at the emaciated Feng Zhao and could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes. With tears on her face, she rushed forward and hugged Feng Zhao tightly.
"Father!"
The original estrangement between father and daughter seemed to disappear at this moment.
Song Tianen just stood aside and gently pulled open the curtains to make the dim room a little brighter.
(Congratulations to the host for completing the special wish commission; commissioned mission: escort Feng Jiahui back to Hong Kong to meet the client for the last time, and the mission completion reward is 3000 fusion points; the current remaining fusion value: 6000 points)
Feng Zhao, who was hugged by Feng Jiahui, reluctantly raised his head and cast a grateful look at Song Tianen.
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Feng Zhao didn't survive in the end, but he died with a smile on his face.
Being able to see their loved ones in the last moments of their lives and dying with a smile in their arms is already a good ending for the people in the walled city.
After all, Feng Zhao was once a famous figure in Hong Kong.
Especially as a major shareholder of Jinyutang, the funeral was very grand.
According to Master Feng's will, he did not choose a cemetery outside of Hong Kong, but chose to be buried in the Walled City. This was a complete beginning and an end.
Although Feng Zhao made his fortune from gambling and even ran a casino, he also did a lot of charity work, especially for the villagers in the southern district, almost all of whom had benefited from his kindness.
Basically, apart from paying dividends to the foreigners in the North District and small shareholders, most of the money is invested in public services in the South District.
For example, the tap water system that was just opened in the South District in recent years was the result of its free investment.
So on the day of his funeral, almost all the villagers in the South District came, and even the West District and the Central District, which had always been at odds with each other, sent elegiac couplets.
In particular, Tornado, who had not been seen for a long time, even wrote a pair of elegiac couplets by hand and asked his most trusted subordinate Xin Yi to deliver them.
This is considered to give enough face to the people in the South District.
The hostile East District also seems to have stopped its small moves in the past two days.
After all, in the Chinese concept, death is the greatest thing!
Let’s put aside any grudges for now.
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Of course, the other five small shareholders who had never shown up before also showed up at the funeral, saying that they came to burn incense and paper for Mr. Feng Liu, but in fact they were trying to force the emperor to abdicate and seize power.
In particular, there is a Teochew guy named Yutou Biao, who is the boss of a large society outside the walled city and the Liansheng gang. It is said that he has a lot of fans and seems to have an unclear relationship with the big boss Hai Ye in the East District.
Now Feng Zhao is dead, the South District is in turmoil, and I heard that the successor is a woman! When people are uneasy, Yu Toubiao thinks his chance has come!
As for Li Lao Hu? I've heard that this guy was also poisoned by the Thousand Machine Poison. Is he still half as good as he used to be?
What about Song Tianen from Zhengxing Tiger Hall who came to borrow troops?
He, Yutou Biao, is not afraid of a little kid who is still wet behind the ears!
Recently, there was a rumor in the South District that he could defeat hundreds of people with his bare hands and overturn a car? In Yu Toubiao's opinion, it was just the other party trying to flatter himself and telling stories everywhere.
When he was young, the boasts he made were even more exaggerated than this!
At this time, the outside guests have been seen off.
Only Feng Jiahui, who was dressed in mourning, was left in the mourning hall. Several small shareholders, led by Yutou Biao, were staring at Feng Jiahui with scrutiny.
Of course, there were also people who saw a flash of silver light in the corners of their eyes.
After all, Feng Jiahui is so pretty, especially her bookish air. Although it is incompatible with the temperament of everyone present, this kind of woman is more attractive to these old gangsters of the uncles' generation.
Especially Yutou Biao's pair of cunning eyes, which scanned Feng Jiahui from top to bottom and from bottom to top.
In particular, he stayed longest on the other person's towering figure that could not be concealed even by the white mourning robe.
At this moment, he secretly commented in his heart: "Feng Laoliu, this guy with a ugly face actually gave birth to such a beautiful and charming daughter. I, Yu Toubiao, have been widowed for many years, it would not be impossible for this girl to become my wife!"
Feng Jiahui felt a chill and when she looked up she saw Yu Toubiao's undisguised evil gaze.
He couldn't help but protect his chest with his hands and glared back fiercely.
The fish head logo seemed to be unaffected, and instead raised its eyebrows and winked. Bang!
Li Lao Hu, who was sitting opposite, naturally saw everything. He was so angry that he slammed the table hard.
The huge noise attracted everyone's attention.
"Brother Hu, who offended you?" the guy named Leopard asked.
"Humph! No one can't mess with me, but I just can't stand some people who are disrespectful to their elders. They could be someone's uncle, but their eyes are rolling around like rats! Why are you glaring at me, Yutou Biao? I'm talking about you!"
"Damn! How dare you say that about my boss!" The younger brothers behind Yutou Biao started to make a fuss.
Similarly, the people behind Li Lao Hu were not to be outdone and started cursing at Yu Toubiao's people!
Seeing that the mourning hall was as noisy as a vegetable market, Feng Jiahui snorted coldly.
"Okay, shut up!"
Yutoubiao sneered and waved his hand, and the people behind him immediately retreated.
Li Lao Hu also waved his hand to calm the people behind him down.
At this time, Feng Jiahui saw that the hall had quieted down, and then she spoke: "Uncles, my Jinyutang has just experienced the rebellion of Sister Wang, and my father has passed away. The East District is now eyeing us covetously and can no longer withstand our internal strife... Today I am here to inherit Jinyutang, and I ask all uncles to continue to support me. The annual dividends will definitely not be reduced by everyone..."
"Jiahui, I don't agree with what you said!" Yu Toubiao interrupted Feng Jiahui before she could finish her words.
Seeing that Li Lao Hu was about to lose his temper again, Feng Jiahui gave him a look, telling him to calm down: "Oh? What lesson does Uncle Biao have to teach you? Please tell me!" Feng Jiahui made a gesture of invitation.
Yu Toubiao sneered, "Jiahui, uncle is not targeting you. You have been away from the Walled City for more than ten years. You can't handle the complicated relationships here! Not to mention the big boss in the East District, can you handle Sister Hong in the West District? We are afraid that before you can secure your position, Jin Yu Tang will be taken away by others!"
Feng Jiahui smiled faintly: "Uncle Biao, I am a weak woman and I definitely can't do it, but I have him!"
Everyone looked at her arm that was as white as a lotus root.
Song Tianen was standing by the window in the hall, the smoke from the cigar in his mouth covering his face so that his expression could not be seen.
"Him? He's just an outsider. Why should he be in charge of the affairs of the South District?"
"Who said I'm an outsider? I'm also a shareholder of Jinyutang."
Song Tianen took out a share transfer document from his arms.
It was clearly stated that Feng Zhao transferred his half of the shares to Song Tianen, which was regarded as a reward for Song Tianen's escorting Feng Jiahui along the way.
"Tell me if I'm qualified!"
Song Tianen moved closer to the fish head mark step by step.
Wherever he passed, there were footprints left on the hard concrete ground!
Such a horrifying scene made everyone in the hall quiet down and shut their mouths immediately.
Li Lao Hu's pupils shrank: "Good boy! I haven't seen you for just a week, but your strength has increased again?"
At this time, Song Tianen was so imposing that even Yu Toubiao, an old veteran, was forced to retreat again and again until he bumped into the table and chairs behind him.
As for the younger brothers behind him, they are even more useless!
Just like a group of sheep facing a tiger approaching, no matter how the hand behind Yutou Biao greeted them, they seemed to be scared silly, trembling in place and dared not move.
"Humph!"
Yutoubiao turned his head away and said nothing more, but his expression was very unconvinced.
But his heart was beating fast: "Fuck! Is that so exaggerated? I feel like this guy's aura is even more terrifying than Big D's!"
After Yutoubiao, the troublemaker, has become a well-behaved shareholder, the other small shareholders will naturally not be the first to step forward. Even if they want to be the first to step forward, they should look at the footprints on the concrete floor and consider whether they have the ability to do so!
If you get kicked at close range, I'm afraid there's no need to call an ambulance, just take you directly to the crematorium.
"Then everyone, listen to me! Feng Jiahui is taking over Jin Yutang. Please raise your hands if you are against it!"
Song Tianen stared at each small shareholder with a playful look unique to a predator.
Whoever his eyes fell on would lower their heads and dare not look him in the eye.
As for raising your hand?
Look at Song Tianen's undisguised killing intent! Everyone had a clear idea in their hearts, who the hell raised their hands, the guy on the opposite side really dared to kill him.
The hall fell into an eerie silence.
"Well, now that no one objects, I declare that Miss Feng Jiahui will officially succeed Jin Yu Tang as the second-generation president!"
"Good!" Li Laohu took the lead in applauding. Yu Toubiao and others saw that the situation was hopeless and started to applaud sparsely.
At this moment, Feng Jiahui looked at Song Tianen with gratitude. Without his powerful military deterrence, it would not have been possible to take over Jin Yutang so easily.
"Since everyone has no objection to my succession, I have something to announce to you now."
(End of this chapter)