Chapter 311

Cao Kun, with a thin face, smiled twice and said, "old sun, how do you know that Lao Liu was framed?"

The old man turned to look at him and said coldly, "Lord Kun, what do you mean?"

"Hehe, what can I mean? Just talk about it." Cao Kun said: "as far as I know, Lao Liu didn't go in this time because he was framed.

Haichuan is not big. Who doesn't know who? Looking at the whole Haichuan, who can frame big Liu? Who dares to frame him? Back 10000 steps, the police dare to arrest people without evidence? "

"Master Kun is very wise. The old man doesn't understand what you mean. Please explain." the old man stared at Cao Kun coldly.

Chen Ying said: "I Haichuan tianmeng was founded under the initiative of Master Wang Luming. Now Lao Liu, one of the leaders, is in prison. The position of chairman can't be empty all the time."

"Pa!"

The dog patted the table, pointed to Chen Ying's nose and said, "Grass Mud Horse Chen Ying, what do you mean by this?"

"Presumptuous." Cao Kun angrily scolded, "little dog, what the fuck are you yelling about? You can abuse brother Ying too? Even if your boss Liu Renli is here, you don't dare to abuse brother Ying casually."

"What if I scold?" the thin dog sneered, "what are you hiding? My eldest brother just went in, and you fucking began to prepare to usurp the throne. You're an animal."

"Dare you scold again?" Cao Kun slapped the table and stood up.

The thin dog patted the table with both hands and stood up. A pair of yellow eyes stared at Cao Kun. "What if I scolded? What do you do to scare me?"

With a bang, the door of the conference room opened and several men in black rushed in. These are Cao Kun's bodyguards.

The dog then took out his cell phone, "I wipe your mother, more than people with me?" the phone got through, "mouse is strong, bring your brothers up!"

In less than a minute, dozens of gangsters, dressed in washed cloth jeans, black leather clothes, colorful hair and cigarettes in their mouths, came in and scolded and confronted these bodyguards in black.

A smiling fat man on the conference table said, "stop it, this is the tianmeng Committee. Who are you? If you dare to make trouble here, I'll call the police to catch you immediately."

Old man sun looked at thin dog and Cao Kun and said, "thin dog, master Kun, you two calm down. We are all our own people. Master Kun is also good for everyone. Thin dog is thinking of boss Liu. It's all right."

The fat man said, "yes, harmony makes money is the king. The era of fighting and killing has passed. Who dares to make trouble? I really don't mind calling the police. I pay tens of millions of taxes every year to support them. They can't do nothing."

The thin dog looked at Cao Kun coldly, "if you want to play, I'll accompany you at any time!"

"Take a step back and let your men out first," said old man sun.

Cao Kun and Xigou sat down one after another, and the brothers of both sides withdrew and closed the door of the conference room.

Chen Ying said: "everyone, I think I was right just now. The position of chairman must not be empty. It's not easy for us to get here today. We use each other's strength to suppress our opponents. I believe your opponents want to eat your meat.

Therefore, we must unite and not disperse. Otherwise, half of the country we have fought hard will give away. "

Sun Laotou said, "I agree with brother Ying's words. The country can't be without a king for a day, and the heavenly alliance can't be without a Lord for a day. Big Liu is going in now. I'm afraid he won't be able to get out for a while and a half."

The thin dog snorted coldly, "I don't agree if you still grab the position of big brother."

The fat man smiled and said, "you fool, who said to take boss Liu's position? We don't want this position."

The only extremely feminine woman at the scene said, "just give me this position. I won't do it. It's very hot."

Old man sun looked at the little dog and said, "little dog, why don't... You come?"

The dog quickly shook his head. As soon as the boss was caught, he took the boss's position. When he went out, he would be cleaned up by Liu Renli's brother.

Fine dog used to follow big Liu. He can only support big Liu. If he is the boss, unless big Liu nods, the brothers under him will not accept it.

Although big Liu went in, the relationships around him were complicated. It was difficult to find someone to assassinate him, especially Tian Jiao. There were many bad ideas.

Old Sun said, "if you don't want to be, don't talk."

The fat man said with a smile, "well, let me make a suggestion." he looked at Cao Kun and Chen Ying. There was a simple exchange in their eyes, "the boss's position is still big Liu's, and we don't object. But now that big Liu is not here, we can't wait for him to come out and decide some matters. What if he doesn't come out for half a year, three years or ten years?

So I think we can choose an acting chairman. How about it? "

"OK." old man Sun said with a smile, "agent, when big Liu comes out, give him back the position."

The little dog smiled bitterly and couldn't speak.

Chen Ying nodded, "I agree. Chen Ying didn't want to be the boss, and I don't want to be. I just think of everyone."

The fat man said, "I believe in brother Ying's character. I propose to let Lord Kun be the boss."

Old man sun nodded, "Lord Kun has qualifications. In theory, he started his career earlier than big Liu, has extensive relations in Haichuan, and dares to compete with the Tang and Zheng families. I agree with him."

The thin dog was silly. "Wipe, you've agreed? Ah! What the fuck, acting chairman, you just want to raise the boss."

"Old dog!" cried old sun, "the day alliance is not a big one. Everyone collectively, he has to go out, he can't come out, I can come out, everyone can come out, but who can convince the public, it's not the individual has the final say."

The fine dog gnashed his teeth. "I don't accept it. Since we want to vote, let's be fair and vote together. Whoever has more votes is the boss."

Cao Kun's face was gloomy. "Thin dog, I can give you this position."

"I don't agree." Chen yingleng said, "I can't comment on the fine dog in the future. At present, the fine dog is too young, impulsive, ruthless and doesn't know the collective interests. He can't cover this position."

"Hehe, I can't cover it? You've made it clear that you want to choose Cao Kun, don't you?" the thin dog stood up to his heart. "Since it's so, he'll choose a fart!" he was about to lift the table. He was used to doing this when negotiating on the street.

Unfortunately, this table is not a cheap folding table in the street. It is so heavy that he can't lift it at once.

Just then, the door of the office was kicked open with a bang, and a tall man jumped in with a striking red scar on his face.