PFC Chapter 174: Typical of a novice and playful person
Chapter 174: Typical of a novice and playful person
As the ceremony progressed, the prince standing next to him almost clenched his fists.
Back then, he was awarded the double-flower red stick, which was just a simple formality. He was far less glorious than Zhou Shengpeng is now.
And as a former godfather-level figure in the society, he had to step forward and help pass the red stick according to etiquette.
As soon as Chen Yao finished speaking, Gan Zitai picked up a red stick from the tray.
Then he handed it to Jiang Tiansheng respectfully.
At this moment, Gan Zitai's heart was bleeding.
Jiang Tiansheng walked straight up to Zhou Shengpeng with a red stick in his hand and shouted, "Take the stick!"
Zhou Shengpeng had a serious and solemn expression. He reached out and grabbed the center of the red stick, then swung it back.
"Boom."
"The red stick hit the ground, making a low, dull sound, as if striking everyone's heart.
After Zhou Shengpeng took the stick.
Jiang Tiansheng picked up a gorgeous blooming peony from the tray handed to him by Gan Zitai and stuck it on the side of the stick.
The peony, with its petals spread out, stands proudly and majestically, with an air of dominance that looks down on its peers.
Jiang Tiansheng stood aside with a look of satisfaction on his face.
He nodded and said, "Taking over the baton means taking power, and the double-flowered red baton also represents a responsibility."
"From now on, you are the Double Flower Red Stick recognized by my Hongxing."
"Yes, Mr. Jiang."
Zhou Shengpeng responded in a low voice.
He held the red stick with his five fingers and flipped it beautifully. The red flower moved to the lower end as the stick flipped, and the upper end of the red stick was exposed.
Afterwards, Jiang Tiansheng took the second peony flower from Gan Zitai, which represented the opinions of the community leaders.
He said loudly and symbolically, "Today, in front of the Three Saints, I, Zhou Shengpeng, a disciple of Hongxing, will be tying a double flower and bestowing upon him the title of Double Flower Red Stick. Your presence here to witness this ceremony signifies your approval."
"If you are dissatisfied, you can raise your objection in public!"
"After you've tied the double flower, you're not allowed to regret or protest!"
After Jiang Tiansheng finished speaking, he held the peony flowers and glanced at everyone's faces.
Naturally, those who opposed it definitely didn't come.
Since you are here, I basically have no objection.
What's more, generally speaking, a consensus must be reached before coming to Tiansheng Palace for the Double Flower Red Stick Inauguration Ceremony.
Otherwise, there would not be such a grand ceremony.
If more than the majority of people do not approve of Zhou Shengpeng's double flower red stick.
It was impossible for Jiang Tiansheng to make such a big scene to slap himself in the face.
Therefore, those who can hold the ceremony at Tiansheng Palace are already the default holders of the Double Flower Red Stick.
Zhou Shengpeng held the red stick tightly with five fingers, looking dignified, his eyes sweeping across everyone's faces.
Some of the dwarf mules couldn't even meet his gaze and didn't dare to look him in the eye.
Everyone present knew that he would be unstoppable after this dismissal.
No one dared to say anything at the scene.
If all the famous bosses in Hong Kong approve of him, what opinions can others have?
When the time came, Chen Yao inserted three incense sticks into the incense altar.
He shouted loudly: "Insert double flowers!"
Jiang Tiansheng smiled and stuck the second peony flower on the red stick in Zhou Shengpeng's hand.
"The ceremony is over, let's close the altar!"
Chen Yao announced loudly.
At this point, Zhou Shengpeng completely became the double-flowered red stick of Hongxing.
The next moment, outside the San Sheng Palace, there were loud sounds of gongs and drums, ritual music, and firecrackers, making it even more lively than the Chinese New Year.
Zhou Shengpeng walked out of the main hall of the Three Saints Palace, holding a red stick with two flowers.
He raised the red stick in his hand high above his head and stood at the door to announce the surrender of the lake.
Show his most glorious side to everyone!
Everyone witnessed this scene together.
The entire area outside the Three Saints Palace was boiling like boiling water.
Among them, many dwarf mules were witnessing the double-flowered red stick ceremony for the first time.
"Two flowers are placed in the San Sheng Temple, and you can see the whole of Hong Kong and Kowloon in one day!"
"Kunpeng is so fucking awesome today!"
Many dwarf mules expressed their feelings and regarded Zhou Shengpeng as their lifelong pursuit.
Among the dwarf mules, Chen Haonan, Shan Ji, Da Tian Er, Bao Pi and others were looking at Zhou Shengpeng standing on the high platform at the entrance of the main hall of the Three Saints Palace.
Their faces revealed envy, jealousy and hatred without any concealment.
Chen Haonan was so envious that his cock turned purple.
"Damn it! It's just a broken stick with two big red flowers on it, like the ones kindergarten gives out to kids. It's really a rip-off."
The peel tastes sour like a lemon.
"Exactly. Kunpeng is nothing. If the Hongxing people who joined us weren't lucky and were even more cunning than Brother Nan, they wouldn't even be able to become Double Flower Red Sticks."
Datianer also looked unhappy.
Shan Ji's face was twisted, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Kun Peng is nothing, Brother Nan just didn't get the chance, otherwise he would definitely be a double-flowered red stick."
"It's just his broken stick, what's so great about it!"
Chen Haonan felt even worse when he heard what his brothers said.
He knew in his heart that what Shan Ji, Da Tian and others said was just consolation.
The gap between him and Zhou Shengpeng is no longer comparable.
Soon, after the big guys took turns to say a few words, the banquet officially began.
The dwarf mules sat together, drinking, playing cards, eating, and talking about Zhou Shengpeng's success today.
Huang Zhicheng and others who were originally squatting in the car and watching all this, saw such a huge momentum and got out of the car to watch.
"Fuck his mother! Even the top scholar in ancient times was not as glorious as Kunpeng!"
"The five major gang leaders, plus the entire anti-gang squad, were watching him. What a show!"
"They were eating and drinking in there, and we were just standing by and watching, starving. What a shady job!"
Huang Zhicheng couldn't help but curse.
"Mr. Huang, I have some news for you. Kunpeng just said he wants to book the entire Repulse Bay Hotel and bring all his men to celebrate this evening!"
Liu Jianming walked over and reported to Huang Zhicheng.
The Repulse Bay Hotel can be said to be the most famous and most expensive hotel in Hong Kong Island.
The entire restaurant has six and a half floors and can easily accommodate seven or eight hundred tables.
Huang Zhicheng can only count on his five fingers the number of times he has the opportunity to dine at the Repulse Bay Hotel in a year.
Among them, there were several times when we had the opportunity to enter because we had to go to the Repulse Bay Hotel to arrest people.
"Puta's mother, Kunpeng has too much money to burn through his family fortune. What kind of celebration party is this? The entire anti-gang team has to go with it."
"It's bad enough that I'm starving outside the Three Saints Palace, but I have to follow them to the Repulse Bay Hotel and starve. I watch them eat and drink delicious food, and then I have to work overtime with them!"
When Huang Zhicheng heard the news, he cursed and felt very unhappy.
"He's now a recognized big spender in Hong Kong Island. He can throw out 100 million or 200 million at people at any time!"
"Let alone booking the Repulse Bay Hotel, even booking all the hotels in the entire Repulse Bay would be a no-brainer. Just a drop of water!"
After Huang Zhicheng finished cursing, Liao Zhizong next to him spoke with a smile.
"I hate Zhou Shengpeng's nouveau riche vibe. He's so rich and arrogant, like a nouveau riche. People who don't treat money as money will be in trouble."
Huang Zhicheng said sourly...
"Wow, Mr. Huang, it's such a nice day today, and you police officers are still working overtime. It must be so hard."
"Why not bring your colleagues and have dinner at the Repulse Bay Hotel?"
Zhou Shengpeng, surrounded by a group of people, passed by Huang Zhicheng and his team and spoke cheerfully.
Huang Zhicheng was just mocking others as nouveau riche.
As a result, Zhou Shengpeng went to their house and asked them to have dinner at the Repulse Bay Hotel.
His face froze, a little embarrassed.
"Mr. Huang, you policemen only get a few thousand coins a month, and it's rare for you to eat at the Repulse Bay Hotel."
"I'm happy today. I have money but nowhere to spend it, so consider it as a subsidy for you all."
"Police officers are human beings too, they need to eat. There's no need to report them to the ICAC. I won't report them!"
Zhou Shengpeng laughed arrogantly, and Huang Zhicheng's entire face turned black.
"Zhou Shengpeng, if you miss O's coffee and boxed lunches, I can invite you back to eat there."
"You don't want to leave the abalone alone on such a nice day and eat a boxed lunch instead, do you?"
Zhou Shengpeng said with a smile, "Fuck you, Mr. Huang, I invited you to dinner in Repulse Bay, and not only did you not appreciate it, you even turned your kindness against me by taking me back to O Kee for a boxed lunch."
"It's really not a good thing!"
"Let's leave the boxed lunches for you guys to eat. My brothers and I aren't used to them. Abalone, shark's fin, and bird's nest are more to our liking!"
After Zhou Shengpeng finished speaking, he got into the car.
Then Dafei, Greyhound, Sanying and others gave Huang Zhicheng the middle finger.
When Huang Zhicheng was about to explode, he drove away.
In the evening, a grand celebration banquet was held at the Repulse Bay Hotel.
Everyone drank to their heart's content.
"Brother Kunpeng, I have spread the word."
"We are two brothers in one family."
"You are now a double-flowered red stick, and he will be very successful in the future, so don't turn your back on him!"
Big D held the wine glass, put his arm around Zhou Shengpeng's shoulders, and spoke loudly.
"It's true that I'm a double-flowered red stick now, but Big Brother D is still the boss of Liansheng. Don't turn your back on me!"
Zhou Shengpeng smiled brightly and spoke the polite words beautifully.
"I know exactly how I ended up being the boss. It's all thanks to your help, brother. From now on, let's be closer brothers and not be estranged from each other!"
"That's natural!"
Zhou Shengpeng raised his glass and clinked it with Big D's before answering concisely.
They both drank it in one gulp, both showing satisfied expressions and smiling at each other.
Many people nearby saw them arm in arm, calling each other brothers, and they became even more convinced that the rumors outside were true.
The two are really half-brothers with different surnames, and they have a very deep relationship.
After dealing with Big D, Thirteenth Sister squeezed over again.
She was a little drunk, her speech was slurred, and her face was flushed.
"Little sister, drink less. If you drink too much, Arun will come to settle the score with me tomorrow."
Zhou Shengpeng deliberately used Arun's name to persuade him.
Thirteenth Sister is a typical girl who is both incompetent and playful.
She has an average alcohol tolerance, but she drinks very generously. When she is drunk, her drinking behavior is even more difficult to describe.
So when Zhou Shengpeng saw her drinking, he felt very troubled.