The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 472 - 0472 I Oppose

Chapter 472: Chapter 0472 I Oppose

Zhang Xuan’er, as the apple of Zhang Wenyuan’s eye, always followed closely behind him, no matter what she did.

Her supermodel figure stood out in the crowd, attracting a large entourage of admirers.

Zhang Xuan’er looked disinterested, her eyes scanning the room, hoping to spot Long Fei’s arrival.

That guy, since leaving, had not contacted her again.

She, out of pride, didn’t want to contact him either; today she was originally supposed to bring Long Fei with her.

If he didn’t have an invitation, she didn’t know if Long Fei would even be able to get in.

Following behind her was the bodyguard Hong Qi.

The old man had been injured last time but now seemed to have mostly recovered.

Once they entered, guided by the welcoming hostess, they sat at the main table at the front.

A row of elders from the Inner Hall sat on the left, and elders from the external sections sat on the right.

These elder men, often seen in Forbes rankings, would be unknown as members of the Hong Sect if it weren’t for this big meeting.

After all, times have changed, and now everything is about making money.

Those who can make money are the bosses; those who can’t are the underlings.

In the past, if you chopped someone in the street, people would say you were imposing and would follow you.

Now, that would just make you a fool; no one would be impressed, and they might even think you had escaped from a psychiatric hospital.

The last to enter was an elder, not tall, his head partly bald, slightly overweight.

Dressed in white traditional Chinese garb, his hand was adorned with a string of walnut baubles.

As soon as he came in, everyone immediately fell silent and showed their respect; the bodyguards and underlings he brought with him numbered over a dozen.

Long Fei furrowed his brow at this moment, because among the bodyguards behind, he spotted Cai Jiu and Zhang Jinwen.

Chu Feng’s eyes flashed coldly, remarking in a detached tone, "This old man is the one I have to settle accounts with, the most powerful Vice Leader of the Xianggang Hongmen right now, Gao Yan!"

"Gao Yan?"

Long Fei murmured the name, somehow reminded of Gao Chi.

They did indeed bear a slight resemblance to each other in appearance.

The hall gathered over a thousand people, none of whom noticed them.

Gao Yan and Jin Zhijian seemed to get along very well; as soon as they met, Jin Zhijian immediately stood up to personally invite him to sit in the front.

Long Fei deliberately glanced at Zhang Wenyuan, the elder maintaining a calm demeanor, neither warm nor cold towards Gao Yan.

Especially when he saw his grandson Zhang Jinwen, a hint of disappointment couldn’t help but flash through his eyes.

Zhang Jinwen’s name was derived from a character in his own.

It showed just how much he adored his grandson.

The extent of his current disappointment in Zhang Jinwen was thus imaginable.

The conference hall’s doors were closed, both front and rear.

The host gestured, and everyone hurriedly found a place to sit down.

Just a moment ago, the group was disorganized and noisy; now there was silence.

Long Fei had his eye-opening experience, thinking to himself that the Hong Sect had withstood hundreds of years for a reason.

From the outside, it appeared loose, but inside, the organization was very tight.

The host, a refined middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses, began to speak, "From one, the Sect spreads its influence wide. Brothers across the five lakes and four seas. Today marks the gathering of Xianggang Hongmen, as you all know, our Chu Clan Leader was assassinated two years ago. The Hong Sect has been without a leader ever since. With frequent conflicts among the brothers, there’s been no one to mediate. Now, following the Hong Sect headquarters’ order, Mr. Jin Zhijian will serve as our emissary to elect our new Clan Leader today. I hope each hall cherishes their vote and elects the most suitable leader for our Sect."

"Now, I will announce the candidates participating in the election for the Hong Sect Leader."

He took out a list and continued reading, "The first candidate, the current Vice Leader, Gao Yan. His Gao’s Group, with businesses spread all over the world, has reached a profit of fifty-six billion this year..."

"The second candidate, the current Deputy Clan Leader, Zhang Leguo from Zhang Corporation. I need not introduce the company to you, as it has ranked within the top hundred on the Forbes list for several consecutive years. The company’s business spans across various industries in Xianggang..."

Long Fei looked at Zhang Leguo and was momentarily surprised, but then thought nothing of it.

After all, the man’s father was a former Clan Leader of the Hong Sect, and although he no longer held his position, his influence still remained.

However, judging by Zhang Wenyuan’s expression, he seemed not very pleased with his son participating in the election for Clan Leader.

He kept a stern face and didn’t speak a single word to his son.

Zhang Leguo, on the other hand, was excitedly waving his hands to the brothers, promising them that if he were elected, he would immediately share money with the members at each hall to celebrate.

Talking big because of his wealth—that was him.

The other nominees were obviously less impressive; their companies had lower market values and they couldn’t come close to the financial capabilities of the first two candidates.

This guy, what is this if not electing a tycoon instead of a Clan Leader?

Whoever has money becomes the big brother.

After all ten nominees had spoken, their information and names were displayed on the big screen behind them.

The candidates took turns making their election speeches.

They reminisced about the past and imagined the future.

In the end, their messages were not much different—it was all about leading the brothers to wealth and prosperity.

Jin Zhijian, sent by the main hall as an emissary, especially spoke up for Gao Yan, "Brothers of the Hong Sect in Xianggang, although I have been overseas for many years, I am still well-informed about Xianggang’s Hong Sect. My father and I both think highly of Uncle Hong. My father has also promised that if Uncle Hong is elected, he will give half of the Los Angeles business to the Hong Sect brothers in Xianggang. I hope everyone treasures your vote and selects the right leader."

As soon as he started speaking, the crowd boiled over with excitement.

Most of those present had business dealings with America. Breaking into the Los Angeles market meant dealing with the Jin Family.

Deepening the cooperation with the Jin Family was an extremely good opportunity.

Gao Yan smiled and looked around, appearing confident of his victory.

To climb his way into the Jin Family, he had utilized many contacts and spent a substantial amount of resources.

With the Jin Family’s public endorsement, his position as the Hong Sect Clan Leader was virtually assured.

The electronic voting commenced, and brothers from halls with voting rights swiftly made their choices.

The big screen clearly showed the results.

Gao Yan and Zhang Leguo’s support rates surged, with Gao Yan ultimately winning by a margin of over a hundred votes.

Zhang Leguo sighed heavily and thumped down on the table as he sat.

For this election, he had expended considerable effort and resources, never expecting to be defeated in the end.

He cast a cold glance at Jin Zhijian; if it weren’t for him, he might have had a chance against Gao Yan.

Now that the election was over, it was too late for regrets.

Gao Yan stepped forward to give his inaugural speech, following the well-rehearsed routine.

The applause was thunderous and seemed unstoppable for a long while.

Zhang Leguo, filled with envy and frustration, secretly wished someone would cause a scene to turn the tables.

Unexpectedly, no sooner had this thought crossed his mind...

...than a loud voice rang out from the crowd, "I object!"

Everyone was startled and fell silent, immediately turning to locate the source of the voice.

Soon, their gazes converged on a young man.

The youth had a noble air and piercing gaze, standing up straight and meeting Gao Yan’s eyes.

He showed no sign of weakness in front of the seasoned veteran.

The righteousness he exuded was so intense that even Gao Yan found himself a bit unnerved.