Chapter 84 Meeting

Around eight o'clock in the evening, a seven-seater SUV parked at the entrance of the work zone. Liu Xiaohai, sitting in the back seat, called Su Tianbei.

After a short while, the Su brothers came out and got into Liu Xiaohai's car.

"Haha, let's go, Brother Hai, we'll go to the city." Su Tianbei took the initiative to greet him.

Liu Xiaohai waved his hand: "Tianbei, you don't need to arrange anything tonight. I'll take you to meet the general manager of Baolong Mining. He's hosting."

Su Tianbei was taken aback for a moment: "Didn't we agree to go out together? Why did it change again?"

"Hehe." Liu Xiaohai smiled, "Xiaobei, our group of brothers grew up together. Although we haven't been in touch for a long time, the friendship is still there. There's no need for us to treat each other. I did introduce you to this job, and you provided the workers, which earned me money, so you don't owe me any favors. When you really want to drink, I'll take you to find some hole-in-the-wall restaurants in the suburbs. We can hang out for a day and reminisce."

"This...!"

"Hey, there's really no need to treat me alone. I have a lot of people around me now. If we go to the city for a night out, it'll cost over ten thousand, right? That money doesn't grow on trees, it's not worth it." Liu Xiaohai patted Su Tianbei on the shoulder, "It's more important to handle business and make money. Going tonight, I'll also introduce you to some connections above, so you can familiarize yourselves."

"Alright, then thank you, Brother Hai," Su Tianbei said with a smile.

"Thank me for what? We're all from the bottom of society, climbing out of the slums, helping each other out," Liu Xiaohai casually replied, and shouted to the driver, "Let's go."

The car started and headed straight for the city.

On the way, Su Tianbei originally wanted to call Yu Mingyuan and ask him and Kong Zhenghui to come over, but Liu Xiaohai said that Lu Feng and Gu Baishun might also come tonight.

With this in mind, Su Tianbei didn't call Yu Mingyuan, because since Yu Jinrong's accident, Yu Mingyuan's hatred for the dockworkers' union and Changqing Company was undoubtedly strong, especially towards Gu Baishun, who was very suspicious. Although there was no direct evidence to prove that he was the murderer, he had the most motive.

To be honest, if Liu Xiaohai hadn't pulled them along, the Su brothers might have been too lazy to attend this banquet. But now that they were already in the car, it wouldn't be good to leave halfway.

The three of them chatted in the car, and soon arrived in the city.

...

Shengli District, Dragon City, inside the Tianhai Hotel, Liu Xiaohai led Tiannan and Tianbei into a spacious VIP room.

As soon as they entered the room, Su Tiannan saw the bald Lu Feng, and Gu Baishun sitting next to the host seat.

"Oh, Xiaohai is here?" A chubby middle-aged man in the host seat waved at Liu Xiaohai with a smile.

"Brother Yang, let me introduce you, these are my two brothers, the vice presidents of the Tongji Society, Su Tiannan and Su Tianbei." Liu Xiaohai walked over and said with a smile, "Most of my workers are provided by them."

"Ah, I know, the Tongji Society that the Yu family started, right? It's doing well now," the chubby middle-aged man stood up, shook hands with the Su brothers, and complimented them with a smile.

After the exchange of pleasantries, everyone took their seats.

Lu Feng glanced at Su Tianbei sideways, and the latter grinned at him in return. Both felt awkward, and neither acknowledged the other.

During the introductions, the Su brothers learned that the chubby middle-aged man sitting in the host seat was called Yang Decheng, the vice president of Baolong Mining Company, mainly responsible for coordinating municipal relations, and had extensive connections.

With everyone present, Yang Decheng called the staff and told them to serve the dishes and start the feast.

After a short while, the food and wine were served. Yang Decheng took the initiative to raise his glass and said, "Everyone here is a social celebrity involved in associations and organizations. I'm very happy to meet you all today. In the future, there will be many places where we can use people in mining development, and I hope everyone will give their full support. Come on, let's make a toast."

Everyone slowly stood up, clinked glasses with Yang Decheng, and drank it all in one gulp.

...

Shengli District, in the dirtiest slum, a van stopped, and a man with a shaved head, looking about thirty years old, got out of the car with a cigarette in his mouth.

Under the bright streetlights, the bald man's face became clear. He had thick eyebrows and large eyes, with regular features, but the only flaw was a very obvious ghost face tattoo on his neck. It seemed that he might have been a brainless, hot-blooded youth when he was younger.

The ghost face man stood under the streetlight, smoking. After waiting for about five or six minutes, four people walked towards him, one of whom was the young man who had been living in the hotel for many days.

"Brother Shui, we've got everything," the hotel youth said softly, carrying a shoulder bag.

The ghost face man, called Brother Shui, nodded slowly: "Let's go!"

With that, everyone got into the van. Brother Shui sat in the passenger seat and dialed a number: "Hey, hasn't he shown up yet? Okay, keep watching, we're on our way."

...

Inside the Tianhai Hotel, after three rounds of toasts, everyone was already feeling a bit tipsy.

Yang Decheng, sitting in the host seat, stuck out his big belly and said to Gu Baishun, "Your dockworkers' union is quite large, with sixty to seventy thousand registered members. Once you use it well, it can not only bring absolute economic benefits, but even achieve certain political goals."

"Yes!" Gu Baishun nodded and echoed with a smile.

"What are workers? They are the people at the very bottom of society! Their basic demands are very simple, just earning money and eating. They are uneducated, even a little ignorant, and completely unable to see their own value." Yang Decheng seemed to value the dockworkers' union more, so he intentionally said a few more words: "There are problems with your dockworkers' union's management methods. It's too traditional, too democratic. I heard that you even have halls and mentoring... That's too primitive, what's the use? You're essentially distributing the power that should be centralized to individuals. When the union encounters problems, you still have to hold a general meeting to solve them? Hehe, do you think those mud legs who haven't even gone to school know anything? What can they discuss? Commercial organizations must be managed commercially. You can't let the bottom eat too much, nor can you let them speak out casually... otherwise, things will get out of hand. Public opinion will coerce power, which is very scary! Little Gu, you're a young man, you should take a long-term view. There's a saying... wealth doesn't gather without stinginess, and the poor don't get rich without killing. This is especially obvious for union organizations!"

Nearby, Su Tiannan heard what he said. He didn't agree, and even felt a bit disgusted, so he directly turned his head, but found that Lu Feng was sitting next to him.

The two glanced at each other, cursed each other in their hearts, and then turned their heads back.

Just when the Su brothers were feeling a little tormented, Yang Decheng suddenly received a call. After responding with a few smiles, he stood up and said, "Come on, let's finish our drinks and move to another location. President Pang is done, he wants to treat everyone to some fun at the entertainment city."

...

Downtown, in the van.

The ghost face Shui Ge smoked, looking down at his watch again: "It's already late, we can't delay any longer today."