When Ren Biao heard Zhou Bin say this, he was so scared that his body trembled. He thought that if he didn't admit defeat at this time, he would be seeking death!
So he immediately said in a crisp voice: "President Zhou, please forgive me, I am no match for you! I sincerely admit defeat! I will never have any second thoughts!"
As he said this, he pulled his men and bowed 180 degrees to Zhou Bin, almost kneeling down.
Zhou Bin laughed loudly: "Biaozi, you are still very perceptive. If you need my help in the future, just let me know."
Ren Biao immediately bowed his head and said, "Okay! From now on, I will rely on President Zhou."
Seeing that Ren Biao was so respectful now, Zhou Bin forgave his previous rudeness.
But the old fellow Qin Haiguang still looked unconvinced and indignant. He just stiffened his neck and said nothing.
Zhou Bin asked with a smile: "Vice President Qin, do you have any opinions? How about you come and compete?"
Qin Haiguang looked unconvinced and said, "Mr. Zhou, I just don't accept it. If you become the president, I will quit. How can a country bumpkin be qualified to be the president!"
As he said this, he wanted to get up and leave. Zhou Bin's face, which was still smiling just now, had changed color at this moment: "Oh, you want to quit? That's great, from now on you are not allowed to say that you are a member of Jingwu Association."
Qin Haiguang looked disdainful: "Humph, if you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. I still feel ashamed!"
As he said this he took big steps and was about to leave, but after taking a few steps he suddenly tripped and fell to the ground.
Ye Chen, who was standing by, saw this and immediately kicked him twice, shouting, "Hey, Old Qin, what happened to you? I stepped on you!"
As he said this, he stomped on him a few more times. This time it was a big deal. All the people swarmed over and started beating Qin Haiguang up with their fists and feet.
Qin Haiguang was caught off guard. Before he could even shout, he was stepped on and punched by everyone.
Ten minutes later, everyone stopped.
Looking at Qin Haiguang again, he was no longer in human form, lying on the ground like a pile of dog shit.
Everyone was still saying, "Hey? Isn't it strange? Why did we all step on Old Qin just now? Oh, he didn't die, did he?"
At this moment, all his men looked stupid, standing there, and no one came to check the situation.
Qin Haiguang was beaten so badly that his face was bruised and his back ached. He lay on the ground and almost died.
He struggled to get half of his body up and looked at these people, he was so angry: "You! You..."
Ma Weizhao walked over cheerfully and said, "Old Qin, since you want to quit, you are no longer one of us. Go away!"
Qin Haiguang gnashed his teeth in anger, but he couldn't afford to offend Ma Weizhao, so he shouted loudly: "What are you still standing there for? Help me up!"
His men then ran over and helped Qin Haiguang up. He limped away with his men.
When Zhou Bin saw it, he burst out laughing and thought to himself that these people's expressions changed so quickly!
At this time, everyone stood together, bowed to Zhou Bin, and shouted: "Hello, President Zhou!"
Zhou Bin waved his hands hastily and said, "What are you doing? Uncle Yang is still here, and I am still the vice president."
As he said this, he walked off the stage and smiled at Zhao Xiong, "Brother Zhao, our business is over. We can go back now."
Zhao Xiong looked at Zhou Bin with great admiration, nodded and said, "Okay, let's go."
Zhou Bin smiled and said to everyone: "We will leave first, you can handle the rest."
Ma Weizhao immediately led everyone to line up to see him off, shouting, "Farewell, President Zhou!"
Zhou Bin didn't even turn his head and drove away quickly with Zhao Xiong.
Let’s not talk about Ma Weizhao and his men going back to deal with the follow-up matters, just say that Zhou Bin and Zhao Xiong drove and soon returned to Yang Lin’s home in Qincheng.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw the servants running around in panic.
Zhou Bin hurriedly asked the reason and learned that Yang Lin was critically ill. Upon hearing this, the two of them hurried to Yang Lin's bedroom.
As soon as I entered the bedroom, I saw that Yang Lin was breathing his last breath. There was a large group of people surrounding him, and a doctor was also standing nearby.
Zhao Xiong was frightened and rushed forward to call out to him. Yang Lin, who had already fallen into a coma, actually opened his eyes.
When he saw that it was Zhao Xiong and Zhou Bin who came back, there was immediately a light in his eyes.
Then he struggled to ask: "How...how is the situation?"
Zhou Bin hurried forward and replied: "Uncle Yang, don't worry, I have already won."
Yang Lin glanced at Zhou Bin with relief and said, "That's...that's good! I'm leaving. Zhao...Zhao Xiong will be left to you."
After saying that, Yang Lin slowly closed his eyes. Zhao Xiong's eyes were filled with tears and he cried loudly.
Zhou Bin stood aside with red eyes. It was really sad that such a powerful figure like Uncle Yang left so quietly.
Later, under the arrangement of Zhou Bin and Zhao Xiong, Yang Lin's funeral was held smoothly.
Then, in accordance with Yang Lin's wishes before his death, Zhao Xiong personally donated most of Yang Lin's property to society.
After finishing these things, Zhou Bin officially became the new president of Jingwu Association, and a very young president.
The first thing Zhou Bin did when he took office was to promote Zhao Xiong to vice president and let him manage the daily work of the Jingwu Association.
It just so happened that Qin Haiguang had already resigned, and the current staff consisted of one president and four vice presidents. After arranging the affairs of the Jingwu Association and dealing with Yang Lin's funeral, half a month had passed.
Zhou Bin decided to go back and see how the Xiaolingtong matter was going.
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