It was already 11:30 at night.

The commonly known as the third day is coming.

The people of Shanghai County have already fallen asleep, but the world is still full of people.

When Han Huaiyi and his group took the safety stairs and looked at the current business layer by floor, a group of gamblers happened to leave for a midnight snack.

Those who won some money were shouting loudly and gestured with joy.

Those who lose money will not be convinced and have to wait to make a comeback.

The hospitality who received a meager salary was envious of these people who could at least bet.

All sentient beings are full of all kinds of things.

Immediately afterwards, they saw Han Huaiyi surrounded by a group of foreigners.

"Mr. Han!" The green skins bent down and flashed to the side, with admiration and awe in their eyes.

"Hello Mr. Han." The waiters and shopkeepers of the restaurant, and even some guests were greeting each other in unison.

"It's Mr. Han." Several singers from the dance hall were out of here. After seeing Han Huaiyi, they hid on the side and pointed and chattered.

Everyone's expressions cannot be fake.

This is the best proof of Han Huaiyi's current status in Shanghai.

Fevorli laughed and said, "Charlie, I feel like you are like the Lion King patrolling the territory."

"What I saw was the sound of gold coins shaking in our pockets." Han Huaiyi said, and bowed everywhere: "Thank you all for your hard work. Everyone gets rich!"

"Mr. Xie Han!"

A brave dancer shouted, "Mr. Han will order me to drink tomorrow."

"If you can't do it, you can't make it easier for you to speak, and my family will be kept in a tight position." Han Huaiyi said with a embarrassed look. He was so down-to-earth that naturally made the surroundings burst into laughter.

At this time, Jiang Wenwu chased after him with an excited look on his face: "Mr. Han."

He wanted to speak but stopped because he was holding a portion of the property materials that have been in his hand so far. Han Huaiyi took it and glanced at the scroll in his hand: "I'll take it first. By the way, if there is nothing to do, you will go back early. After resting, you will have to be busy tomorrow. In addition, we will inform all the finance department that each person will receive a bonus of 10 yuan tomorrow."

"Yes. Thank you Mr. Han."

After finally getting out, I crossed the street and came to the club.

Han Huaiyi saw that the first floor of the club was being renovated.

Zhou Baotai, who was still playing the role of a cabin in a hotel during the day, is now supervising the work here. When he saw Han Huaiyi and foreigners, he was very smart and didn't come to disturb him.

After passing by the second floor with several Belarus alerts, Han Huaiyi and others came to the conference room on the third floor.

Jason, who was in charge of the project, opened the secret door hidden on the wall bookcase under Deweet's surprise gaze.

After passing through the dark stairs of the passage, they arrived at the real top floor.

Behind the thick wooden door is a screen-like relief wall.

You can only see the hall bypassing the wall.

To the south of the hall are two dark windows.

A flag with letters hung on the wall in the middle of the window.

Deweet is unable to distinguish the content for the time being.

Under the banner is an object with a simple shape, shaped like a fireplace.

On both sides of the hall are decorated with tall wooden cabinets and wine racks.

The supporting columns mixed with them are Greek style, and two statues of knights with spears and horses standing in front of the wooden cabinet.

A chandelier with a black lampshade hanging down in the middle of the hall is a bit irregular, but a little asymmetrical.

Under the lamp, there are spacious round tables and thirteen chairs.

But the position directly opposite the fireplace on the top of the table is vacant.

The hidden relief screens in the passage, the furnishings and round table ceremony in the quaint hall, and the solemn expressions of the senior French Concession leaders who did not say a word around him made Deweet feel a little panicked.

Are they going to sacrifice to which demon I want to? Frankly, what do Charlie want to confess to me?

At this time, Han Huaiyi's voice sounded: "Today is the day to welcome the newcomers, and it is also the day for the Far East Brothers to officially launch their career plans. It is worth being happy that our new partners have brought me a wonderful idea. I decided to confess in advance this plan that is beneficial to everyone and can be remembered forever."

"Brother's Club?" Hearing this tall name, Deweet felt that he was almost peeing.

"Light up the altar, Elder Jason. Next, the Vice President of the Brotherhood, Mr. Fevorli, and Mr. Mello, and others will explain to you the organization and purpose of our organization and the purpose. Then let us talk about other things."

As soon as Han Huaiyi finished speaking, Jason pressed the switch.

Seven chandeliers and the "fireplace" at the end of the round table were lit up.

The light emitted by these lamps is not bright, but it is enough to allow Deweet to see the serious faces of the people around him and to feel the solemnity of the place more deeply.

Deweet noticed that the center of the rectangular flag was a particularly striking sign.

This logo is a circle composed of three English words: half circle of wheat ears, and credibility, chivalrous spirit, cooperation.

In the center of the circle is a giant wheel filled with gold coins.

The ship number of the giant ship is 3c.

There are two interlaced swords on the giant wheel.

The sword has two words illuminati and brother.

The overall color of the flag is red, and the entire color of the logo is black.

The flag of this tone does not conflict with the dull overall environment, but is also somewhat prominent.

Deweet looked around in a daze again.

If it weren't for the identity of these people, he might have suspected that this was a prank.

But the attendee was Charlie Han, a French consul and a well-known concession figure in the concession, and his identity determined the credibility of their words.

Deweet's nervous mood was a little relaxed, but he couldn't help but become more serious in his spirit.

After Fevorli and Melo invited him to the sofa next to the front altar, Han Huaiyi sat on the first chair with his right hand on the round table.

He looked through the materials that Jiang Wenwu temporarily received, temporarily interrupted the "brainwashing" work of Fewolli and Melo, and said: "Gentlemen, from five o'clock in the evening to the six hours just now, the revenue of the casinos and Babylon in the Great World reached 10,000 taels of silver. Among them, the revenue of the casinos was as high as 11,000."

Everyone, including Deweet, was stunned by the amount.

"The biggest contribution in the casino is the VIP Hall No. 1, which the casino is responsible for. Several Zhejiang merchants bet with the casino. As a result, they tossed 7,000 taels of silver on Paijiu. Yan Jiuling wisely forbidden them from continuing to gamble, and according to my rules, they gave them 1,000 taels of travel expenses per person. This approach should make them who calm down have nothing to say and feel grateful."

"Beautiful, Charlie, it seems that these guests can be qualified to participate in the casino program," said Fewoli.

Deweet was confused: "Casino boat?"

"His Excellency Charlie's idea is to use a seaship to transform it into a cruise ship that can eat, drink, play and gambling. Qualified gamblers can spend a lot of money on it. We will tap 10% of it."

"Then how much did you make today?" Deweet couldn't help asking.

Fevorli laughed: "You guys, no, it should be how much we made."

"It's more than 20,000." Han Huaiyi said, because the money in the casino is net profit.

"Okay, let's continue." Fei Woli saw Han Huaiyi pick up the paper and pen, turn on the phonograph and play the music. He knew that Charlie had to consider some plans, so he said.

Half an hour later, Han Huaiyi, who had sorted out his thoughts, put down his pen and asked Deweet: "How do you feel, Mr. Deweet."

Deweet is now like he is taking medicine.

He could not have imagined that he could become the thirteen veteran of such a great organization and enjoy countless opportunities and wealth.

He was so excited.
Chapter completed!