"Li Jiayuan doesn't need to pay attention to him. If he is ignorant, there will naturally be people below who teach him how to be a human being and will not cause trouble for us."

"The Eight-faced Buddha has fallen, General Chachai has retired, and Asia will be our own land in the future."

"Unless newcomers rise or cross-jianglong enters the game, the current situation will not change."

Uncle Dong is full of confidence in his words. He now holds two major markets in Asia and Europe. He can rush into the top five among international drug lords. It is the time to make great achievements. It is difficult to speak without being tough.

Lin Yao took Li Jiayuan's story all over the matter. Since Uncle Dong said it was okay, it was okay, and there was no problem.

Afterwards, he told Uncle Dong about Zhang Ziwei, highlighting his importance.

Uncle Dong didn't say much after hearing this. The Asian market had just been occupied, and unlike the distant Europe, it could be directly controlled by Tazhai, so it was still necessary to enfeoff heroes.

I went to Lin Yao on Hong Kong Island, Lin Can on Taiwan Island, and Lin Shengwu on the Casino.

As long as nothing unexpected happens, you will become the person in charge of various places and prepare for the future handover of rights.

"Okay, you go back and prepare. In three days, make sure the village committee affairs are settled, and then the factory should start construction."

This is the first time that Uncle Dong has taken the initiative to mention the ice factory in front of Lin Yao.

Before, only the bosses of the uncles would know in advance when the start of the ice factory was started. The younger generation would not hear the wind at all, and it would appear very sudden every time.

Lin Yao was secretly happy. His authority had been raised and he had the right to contact confidentiality.

At least in Uncle Dong's eyes, there is no need to hide it from him when the ice factory will start construction, which is obviously good news.

"Uncle Dong, then I'll go back first."

Lin Yao's face was quiet and nodded and said goodbye to Uncle Dong.

After I got home, it was already afternoon.

He did not rush to see Lin Zonghui, but took a shower and took a nap for a while until it got darker, and then he pinched the time to Lin Zonghui's house.

"Uncle Hui, I'm here to see you."

Lin Yao walked to the door, changed into a eager smile, and held up the gift in his hand.

People who don’t know read it, they thought he respected Lin Zonghui very much.

"Ayao is back."

After a while, Lin Yao did not wait for Lin Zonghui, but instead waited for Lin Shengwu who came out of the inner room.

Lin Shengwu is here too!!

Lin Yao narrowed his eyes slightly, then smiled and said, "Brother Shengwu, is this trip to the casino still going smoothly?"

"For your blessing, the Eight-faced Buddha's son disappeared after his death. I took the market without any effort."

Lin Shengwu looked at him deeply, pointed to the door, and said, "Uncle Hui is inside, you can go in, I should go back too."

The meeting with Lin Shengwu was generally harmonious and there was no conflict as imagined. At most, it was a little unhappy with him.

It's normal to be unhappy.

Lin Zonghui planned to recommend Lin Shengwu to take over and let Lin Yao be his deputy.

Lin Yao has now killed the Eight-faced Buddha, won the Hong Kong Island market in one fell swoop, and indirectly influenced other places, becoming the most outstanding among the three village committee candidates. It would be strange if Lin Shengwu had no idea.

Today is so harmonious, everyone is talking and laughing. Lin Shengwu can treat him kindly, probably Lin Shengwen's affection is also related.

No matter what, Lin Yao saved Lin Shengwen's life, and the two brothers must remember this favor.

"Brother Shengwu walked slowly."

Lin Yaomu saw Lin Shengwu away, and at the same time was also thinking about why Lin Shengwu appeared here.

Lin Shengwu came back two days ago. If he reported the situation in the casino, he should have reported it the night before yesterday.

He appeared here at this time. Was he talking about family matters with Uncle Hui?

It's not very similar. Lin Zonghui is investigating the cause of Lin Sanbao's death. He will definitely not do it himself. He will probably give it to someone who can trust him.

In the Ta Village, who is more trustworthy than Lin Shengwu?

"Lin Shengwu had long suspected the cause of Lin Sanbao's death, but he didn't want to bring turmoil to the third room, so he did not break this window paper."

"Lin Zonghui asked him to check now. With his ability and scheming, he might be able to find out within a few days."

"No, it should not be said to be checked, it should be confirmed."

"Lin Zonghui is not a fool. He hasn't suspected that Lin Sanbao's incident may have any other hidden information?"

"He must have suspected it, but he just didn't want to believe it, and the situation at that time did not allow him to continue."

"Now, after getting a positive answer from Li Fei, he began to face this question. It may not be that the time is more ripe."

Lin Yao stood at the door and thought of many questions in a short time.

He was glad that he notified Li Weimin in advance and asked him to transfer Li Fei away quickly. Otherwise, if Li Fei continues to interfere like this, Ma Yunbo, the deputy director who was dragged into the water, would not be able to protect him.

The struggle between the bosses and the conflict between the third and second houses cannot be mixed with by people like Li Fei.

Even he has no say here.

"Uncle Hui, I'll come to see you."

Lin Yao suppressed what he thought and walked in with a gift.

Lin Zonghui was not in the house at this time, but was sitting under the grape trellis to drink tea in the small courtyard behind.

Looking at Lin Yao walking in, he had no reaction and pretended not to see anything.

Lin Yao knew that Lin Zonghui was still angry. The big guys had one thing in common and did not want things to be beyond their control.

Lin Yao's independent profession deeply challenged Lin Zonghui's bottom line as a boss, which was not what he wanted to see.

"Uncle Hui, I brought you a few bags of good tea, the authentic Wuyishan Dahongpao, which I got from Christie's auction house in Hong Kong, which is very rare!"

Lin Yao smiled and didn't want to have a complete fall in love with Lin Zonghui, at least not now.

The third room is a flag. Lin Yao was born in the third room. In the eyes of others, he is also a third room.

At this time, he was not ready to leave, nor was he qualified to set up a new branch. At least he had to live in a good manner with Lin Zonghui.

"Dahongpao from Wuyi Mountain, am I worthy of drinking?"

Lin Zonghui is a person who likes to drink tea. Although he is tough, he still can't help but look at the tea leaves.

The authentic Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao is not something that anyone can drink if they want to.

Most of the finest products are supplied to the mainland, and a few are circulated in major auction houses, and they can be priced at sky-high prices every time.

"Uncle Hui, look at what you said, I specifically respect you." Lin Yao quickly put down Dahongpao, picked up the teacup and wanted to clean the tea set.

Lin Zonghui did not stop him, or the Dahongpao he brought, and said coldly: "I still know that I am your Uncle Hui. I thought you had a hard wing and didn't need a useless elder like me."

"Uncle Hui, how dare I do it!"

After cleaning the tea set, Lin Yao said without raising his head while cooking tea: "I'm not trying to refute your face, but I want to be motivated too! The village committee has never been empty for many years, one carrot and one pit. I missed this time, who knows when next time?"

"Besides, Brother Shengwu faces Lin Can, the chance of winning is really not high. I'll try it out. If I can choose, it's better than Lin Can. This will increase the strength of our third room."

“It sounds better than singing!”

Lin Zonghui raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "You go, I have nothing to tell you. You can do it in the future."

"Uncle Hui, then you should rest more and take care of yourself."

From now on, Lin Yao realized that Lin Zonghui had already walked to death.

They did not turn against each other on the surface, but in fact they were almost the same as turning against each other.

He doesn't regret it, he also wants to be a good boy, but he can't joke about his future.

I will be the deputy to Lin Shengwu and assist him in the position. In the future, will he have any other opportunities besides being low and small in the third room?

No.

If a man does not punish himself, he will not give in or give in. Not to mention Lin Zonghui stopping him, the King of Heaven will not be able to come.

"snort!"

Looking at the background of Lin Yao's departure, Lin Zonghui snorted coldly, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Pooh"
Chapter completed!