Chapter 1882: The Pig King Who Crushes the Butcher

"I think life is very good now. If I integrate into society with Chunfeng, I won't look high-profile and won't cause trouble!"

"Don't use your classical ideas to imprison us. Times have changed, old man!"

"Boy from the Qi family, who are you talking to? That's your second uncle."

"I...it's not me, it's my elder brother who said it."

"F-K, Qi Xiaosan, believe it or not, I will go back and beat you to death."

"Pah~ Who do you think you are? I'm still sitting here!"

"Ah~ Dad, you are my father too."

"Pah, then you dare to talk back, pah, pah~"

"Stop, stop first, I said stop." Mei Er raised the gavel and hit the table hard, making a "clang" sound, but it had no effect.

Boom!

The cane clanged heavily on the ground.

The whole world fell silent because Mr. Qian's old and rickety body stood up.

"It seems you still remember how to shut up." Wherever Fourth Master Qian turned his eyes, the people there became at a loss.

Either he was scratching his head and looking around, or he was lowering his head and playing with his fingers, the hem of his clothes, and the hem of his untied trousers, as if he was considering whether to set diamonds or precious stones on them.

"There will be no result in arguing, let's have a referendum!" Fourth Master Qian said calmly.

“Okay, let’s have a referendum!”

“This vote is anonymous. It means that the representatives agree to fully integrate into all classes of society, actively respond to political and other aspects of response, and fight for rights in a high-profile manner!

If not, on the contrary, voting begins now. "

Mei Er finally found his place and said to himself: Fortunately, the old man is still alive. I hope he can live a long life.

During the secret referendum, young people encouraged each other with arrogant expressions on their faces that said, "I am the wave of the times and I am destined to make waves."

The old men were smiling, like wise men who were sure of victory and watching the fire from the other side.

‘Boys, if you want to slap me to death on the beach, you are still too young! ’ Li Zitao thinks his interpretation is spot on.

The referendum process was very fast, finishing in half an hour, but the statistics took quite a while.

With Master Qian as a witness, Mei Er borrowed two bodyguards from Li Zitao and asked them to be the tellers.

There is no way, the collision between the old and the new has left both parties with no sense of trust.

If we don't find a third party, the losing party in the end will definitely cry out, "There's a shady story," so it's better to take precautions in the bud.

"The voting results are out, Fourth Master, you are here to announce." Mei Er handed the vote count results to Fourth Master Qian expressionlessly.

The old man looked at it indifferently, coughed again, and put the microphone to his mouth leisurely: "Final voting result, yes vote: 107 votes."

Wow!

The young people below cheered excitedly and clapped their hands.

But they were obviously too happy: "No: 109 votes."

The thunderous applause stopped for a moment, and the young people looked dumbfounded.

What are you doing?

After talking for a long time, it turned out that the old men won. They want to continue to live a "suffering and humiliation"?

"Very good, this resolution is over. Regardless of whether you agree or disagree, this is the result of the referendum, and as a rule, everyone must abide by it.

"

Without waiting for the people below to object, Mei Er called him by name and said: "Gu Lao Er, shut your mouth, the rules are the rules."

"Qi Xiaosan and you, believe it or not, I will stay at your house tonight."

"And the eldest brother of the Yan family, your old man invited me to drink tonight. Do you want me to talk to him?"

Several pricks instantly became honest, especially the boss of the Yan family.

I don’t know why, but my old man likes Mei Er very much, even better than his own grandson.

Even if she wanted to take a sip of the old wine stored at home, Mei Er would go there every now and then to eat and drink.

What if Mei Er told his old man that he refused to accept the results of the 'referendum' at the rally, sang the opposite tune, and advocated independence.

The old man could use the rusty pickaxe he was reluctant to throw away to make a hole in his skull.

Opposition forces were brutally suppressed before they could rise.

The rally ended successfully, and they still had to integrate into society, but in a more low-key, positive, and friendly way.

Mei Er, Qian Siye and several respected old guys, as well as young representatives who were respected, convinced and popular among the young people stayed.

They were going to have a 'little rally. ’

The referendum held at the mass rally set the pace of future development, but the specific steps to be taken had to be decided by those present.

"Be a low-key person and do things in a high-profile manner. You can be bolder in your actions and bolder in your steps. Remember, always be reasonable and never give in!"

"What if it's unreasonable?" The eldest son of the Yan family asked with bright eyes, like a weasel seeing a hen.

"Then don't let yourself become the unreasonable party. You must know that sometimes the process is not important, the result is the key!"

Yes, Li Zitao was hinting to them to always be on the favorable side.

Even if you have to use some despicable means for this.

You must know that when white people suppress minorities, put small shoes on them in the workplace, and set high standards, they never consider issues of face and conscience.

"But they said we should keep a low profile!" Someone pouted dissatisfiedly.

Snapped!

With a slap on the head, the little guy instantly became well-behaved.

"There's nothing wrong with keeping a low profile."

Li Zitao smiled; "You know that the fattest and most conspicuous pig in the pigsty is always the first to be pulled out and slaughtered."

"Anyone want to be that pig?"

Hearing his question, the young people shook their heads in unison. Who would be willing to be a pig to be slaughtered?

"That's right, so you have to eat with your mouth full of oil, but also turn the butcher's attention to other pigs, until one day you can break through the fence and crush the butcher to death!"

…

Wait until the small gathering is over and everyone leaves.

The previous disappointed expression was completely gone, and the eyes of the eldest son of the Yan family were full of expectation.

In fact, he couldn't wait to be the pig king who crushed the butcher.

"He looks quite excited!" Mei Er said to Li Zitao, dumbfounded.

"Of course, giving him a glimmer of hope when he thinks all his plans have failed will be all he works hard for."

Li Zitao patted him on the shoulder, said goodbye to Fourth Master Qian and led others away.

Looking at Li Zitao walking away, Mei Er, who was smiling, was suddenly stunned: "Fourth Master, has he also used this trick on me?"

Mei Er was a little unsure. She worked so hard for the union every day. Was it her own will or was she deceived?

Mei Er suddenly felt a little unsure!

"How is that possible? It's your father's opinion on succession!" Fourth Master Qian said sternly, walking away on crutches, his raised mouth corners and eyes full of reminiscence.

It was really not easy for Mei Er, who wanted to work in the financial industry, to inherit the family business honestly!

At the same time, Li Zitao was taking the keys to the Ferrari from Wang Kui. He opened the car door gentlemanly and invited Evelin to get in. It was time to visit her parents, relatives and friends.