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Chapter fifty-six month birth

The Qing Gang bosses hadn’t realized their value yet, so they decided to open the incense hall at noon the next day.

Lu Yongzhi found Bob of the Newspaper and asked him to a cafe.

"Mr. Bob, do you know about social gangs?"

"Any society has the existence of gang strength at any time, which is an inevitable existence in the history of human development. People have the awareness of joining together to keep warm." Bob explained the inevitability of gang existence from a sociological point of view as soon as he started.

"That's not necessarily the case. The existence of gang forces in society means that the rulers lack social management and lack management. We will not discuss this. Are you interested in this phenomenon?"

Lu Yongzhi made his own sense to say this, and there was no gang organization in the society he came to. Some of them were short-lived and were beaten up by the powerful government.

This Bob is a person who seeks the root of the roots and has to argue about right and wrong about different views.

"Impossible, you are an idealist. In any society, even when the society develops to a very high stage, the awareness of holding a group to keep warm will still exist."

"Bob, we can't get together to keep warm and gangs together. For example, friends, relatives and fellow villagers are moving around to strengthen contact. This is also a group to keep warm and this is not the same as gangs. Gangs are many people gather together, and for the sake of interest, this demand may be political or economic."

"Well, I understand what you mean. You are talking about a group that has a certain driving force on society. However, I still stick to my point of view. There will be gangs in any social form."

"What if the existence of a gang endangers social order? Then should the ruler attack it and prohibit it? Therefore, when a ruling class is highly efficient, the gang will surely perish."

"At least I haven't seen such an efficient government." The bearded Bob was still dissatisfied.

You definitely can't see it, but I did.

"There is a gang activity these two days. Are you interested in observing how the workers at the bottom are gathering together to keep warm?"

"Of course, I'm a master's degree in political science and am interested in any social issue."

The incense hall was temporarily set up in the house of Shopkeeper Pan. He moved all the things in the living room and placed an incense table in it, with a statue of Master Bodhidharma hanging on it. The Qing Gang has always worshipped Master Bodhidharma.

Seven seats were placed on each side, but only twelve people sat on it.

Manager Pan introduced that these are twelve fellow disciples of the Big Characters in Shanghai. With everyone's consent, it was decided to accept you as the last junior brother of the Big Characters, and the Big Characters will accept the disciples on their behalf.

We have twelve people plus you, and together we have thirteen people. We decided to be our thirteen generation in Shanghai in the future, and we are known as the thirteenth Taibao. You will be our thirteenth brother in the future.

Thirteenth brother, why is this moustache so awkward? Lu Yongzhi thought to himself, but respectfully bowed to him one by one.

Then burn incense, and in front of the Patriarch Bodhidharma, the senior brother reads the Ten Rules and Ten Commandments, and then makes an oath.

Those from the Tong generation were waiting in the patio outside. When the ceremony inside ended, they came up to pay tribute to Uncle Thirteen in batches.

The whole ceremony is over.

Manager Pan pulled him aside and asked, "Why are you still bringing a foreigner here and taking photos?"

Lu Yongzhi clasped his fists to the twelve brothers and said, "I will bring you a gift to you brothers. I, Lu Yongzhi, are not a wealthy person in Shanghai, but I am also a little famous. Today I joined the Qing Gang and specially found Bob, a reporter from the Newspaper, and will report it together with the photos tomorrow."

Seeing everyone confused, I explained: "I hope that by publishing news in the newspaper this time, it can attract social attention and turn our Qing Gang from being anonymous to being prosperous."

"Oh, I understand, Thirteenth brother, are you advertising our Qinggang again." Manager Pan suddenly realized.

"Dear brothers, as long as we work together, the Qing Gang will definitely call the wind and rain on Shanghai, and even foreigners dare not underestimate us."

"Yes, once we join the Qing Gang, we are brothers. We each must first unite and join us together if we have any problems in the future."

"Come on, Bob, leave a photo of us thirteen."

Lu Yongzhi knew that from his big-character generation, there would be no talented people in the Tong-character generation below. Only when he reached the Wu-character generation would a group of people who had left their names in history emerge.

When he left the door, Bob pointed at him and said, "I really thought you brought me to investigate the society. So I asked me to publish a press release for you?"

"Just say it, I am a person who is also a little famous. I chose to join a group of gangs at the bottom of society. Is my motivation and behavior a hot topic worth thinking about?"

"Then can you tell me what your motive purpose is?"

"It's what you said to be together to keep warm!"

One of the direct effects of this news was that Luo Jialing no longer played tricks with them, and even a group of foreign wanderers evacuated Maggie's foreign business.

A few days after Xiangtang worshipped, Lu Yongzhi got up early that morning and moved his hands and feet alone in the yard.

I heard a boy's voice, "Master, good morning."

"Yuesheng, why are you here to deliver fruit today?" Achang asked next door.

"A Dai has returned to his hometown, and the master said that I will send these stores to you in the future." The boy was changing his voice, and his voice sounded sharp.

"Oh, wait, I'll call the door for you."

Lu Yongzhi opened the door, and a 15 or 16-year-old boy stood at the door. He was thin, with bright eyes, but he looked very delicate. He shouted, "Master, I am from the Pan Family Fruit Shop. This is the fruit you ordered."

Before Lu Yongzhi could answer, Achang slapped him in the back of the forehead: "What master? This is your Thirteenth Master. Uncle Thirteenth, this is my apprentice, from Pudong, named Du Yuesheng."

"Who? What's the name?"

"Du Yue is born, wood and earth Du, the moon of the moon, the life of life. Du Yue is born."

"Thirteenth Master." Du Yuesheng called out again respectfully.

"Achang, what is your big name?"

"My name is Chen Shichang, Uncle Thirteen."

That's right. This young man is Du Yuesheng, one of the three major players of the Qing Gang who dominates Shanghai. He hasn't met Zhang Taiyan yet and hasn't changed his name yet. Du Yuesheng's master is Chen Shichang, who is from the Tong generation. It turns out that he is a gangster thug in the area of ​​Shiliupu.

"Come, come, come, come in. Have three servings as early as possible, and you two will eat with me."

Lu Yongzhi was very excited. Thinking about it, he was very awesome. Du Yuesheng called him Thirteenth Master, and his master was driving the carriage for him.

"Come on, eat more. Young people need to eat enough to grow up after they are full. Butler, give him another portion of ham and another cup of milk."

It can be seen that although Du Yuesheng was very hungry, he ate very gentle and restrained.

What should I do? Let him come over and follow him directly? It would be bad, it would disrupt his life trajectory. Maybe a generation of people on the sea disappeared. Let him mess with his own things, so I will be a bystander to see how he reached the top step by step.

"Yuesheng, from now on, I will come to my place to eat breakfast. Let them cook whatever they want for you. Butler, do you know?"

The British housekeeper's door god bowed: "Yes, lord."
Chapter completed!
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