"Of course, this is also my honor!" When Du Lin needed most help and was still thinking about how to deepen the connection with the union, a check of 3,000 yuan resolved all his problems.

Money is indeed omnipotent, anytime, any occasion!

Olevin is very happy, this is good news for him, for the union of Tener. Reliance on membership dues is barely able to support the operation of the union, and often a lawsuit will cost one-sixth, or even one-fourth, of the annual membership fee. So from the capital's workers 'unions to local workers' unions, they are trying their best to obtain more benefits. They are indeed protecting the interests of workers, while also creating their own value and benefits.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of smart people in this world. Some people proposed a plan to increase the union's income more than ten years ago, and it was approved after several twists and turns. This plan for the first time proposes that workers 'unions must not only safeguard the interests and legal rights of workers, but also propose that workers' unions need to provide a certain degree of services to "capitalists" when necessary. The actual content is not complicated. For any businessman, "skilled workers" will always be their most desired workers, because skilled workers can create more profits in a shorter period of time.

It happens that the workers 'union has abundant information and resources in this regard. As long as the capitalist pays for some services and fills in some information, the workers' union will assign skilled workers to join the new job.

This plan was not passed when it was first discussed. Some people thought that this was a betrayal of the interests of the working class, but it was passed after the second and third discussions. This plan really solved the embarrassing situation of the union's low income, and deepened the substantive work content of the workers' union.

Although this solution solves the problem of funding for workers' unions, no one thinks that more money is a bad thing. When Dulin took out the check, Olevin already had such a decision. Since Dulin might have a place to use the workers' union, why not just pull him in directly.

What the day after tomorrow is a shit, it's all made up by him!

And the real purpose of this chat with Du Lin is to make a fate.

Du Lin became the deserved main supporting role of this charity dinner. It is not difficult to understand this statement, because there will be no news of Du Lin in the newspaper tomorrow, and only the kind donations of members and mayors. In the word Du Lin, he was just a supporting role, a main supporting role.

With so much money to please those in power, why not give a small amount of money to donate to the union?

Olavin came here with such an idea and successfully completed his purpose.

After a brief conversation between the two, the bishop of Tener City came over in a dazzling costume. The black robe and white silver rimmed shoulders made the bishop, already in his forties, look a few years younger. Oleven nodded his greetings and turned to leave, leaving plenty of personal space for the bishop and Doolin.

In fact, these are the conventions of charity parties. Once a particularly "generous" bidder appears, the leaders of these groups or church clergy will take turns to fight the autumn wind at the subsequent dinner. But surely you can't get anything, but maybe you can get some benefits when you come over, don't you?

"Thank you for your support to the charity of Tener City!", The bishop's speed was not fast, and his voice was very mellow. The words spoke were pleasant to the listener. He smiled and put his hand on the back of Du Lin "May God's gaze be on you forever!"

Du Lin also replied, "God bless the world!"

The bishop's eyes widened suddenly. He looked at Du Lin for three or five seconds before asking in a slightly exaggerated tone: "Are you also God's people?"

Du Lin took a check from his pocket and stuffed it into the bishop's hand. "No, but I hope so!"

Except for some of the recently made money, which was deposited in the bank, all other money was wasted tonight. A total of more than 20,000, has become the possession of others, this way of squandering money inappropriately makes Du Lin feel distressed, but also feels a little bit happy. The money is gone, but the value they generate is much higher than the value of the money, and what the money brings will become a defense system, firmly protecting Du Lin in the middle.

Du Lin's cheeks were aching when he left the Tener Theater, and he laughed all night, making his face stiff. He patted his cheek, exhaled a spit, came out of the main entrance of the Grand Theater, and walked towards his car. As he stood by the door and pulled out the key to open the door, he faintly reflected through the window glass, and he saw a group of people appear behind him.

If it was four months ago, he might look back and see who was behind him and ask them what they were looking for. But after experiencing the lessons of fighting and death, Du Lin has already possessed a certain social quality. He did not turn around, nor did he look back, and ran straight. In fact, there was a pistol in the storage compartment of the car. It was only because the charity dinner at night was relatively high-level and someone did a special security check, so he didn't bring it with him.

He had time to open the car door and drill in, then took out the pistol to push up the insurance and then calmly fired. But he dare not bet on whether he can really complete all these steps so smoothly, so he decided to leave first.

After waiting for the night, Mad Dog Weisen almost did not beat the informer until he saw Du Lin, the target of the mission, in a bored state, and all the people "woke up".

Four months ago, Wiesen's nose was broken by Dulin. Isn't it normal to say that the nose was broken? Compared with more serious consequences, a broken nose is like only half a sheet of paper after excretion in the toilet. This situation may be worse, but it is better than not even half a sheet of paper.

However, because of this, Weisen was joked by his companions and other gangsters in the gang for a long time. Weisen always said that when and for what reason, he defeated dozens, hundreds, and thousands of enemies. At first everyone really believed, but the more outrageous they became, the more they changed from believing to questioning. This time was even more outrageous. Four people broke their noses together with a little guy and let the person run away. Vison, who often bragged, became the protagonist in the joke.

Even this morning someone asked him, asking him that another person defeated tens of thousands last night.

The culprit of all this is the kid, so when the car washer told him to see the kid, he immediately led people in the gang who had good relations with him to block Du Lin. He clenched his teeth and waved the stick in his hand, chasing after him, ignoring the fact that Doolin was coming out of the grand theater, and at this moment his mind only had revenge.

At the moment, Dulin, who kept running in front, only wanted to thank Mr. Kesma, because he was often assigned a heavy body of work to give him a good body, at least not to worry about being caught up by others in the short term .

The city of day is full of the rule of law, but under the shadow of night, it is a paradise of crime.

Du Lin also encountered two patrol police along the way, but from the opponent's dodging eyes and the figure turning back and retreating, Du Lin knew that asking for help was meaningless. As he ran, he took off the expensive windbreaker, the expensive suit, the button on his shirt, and even the expensive leather shoes. The group of crazy dogs Wesson is catching up more and more slowly, and Doolin still maintains the original speed.

If it wasn't for the bad breath, the mad dog Weisen might have stopped, but now he is still chasing until he reaches the corner of a street.

Turning around the street corner, the whistling sound that made a harsh sound when the broken bellows was pulled came from Weisen's open mouth. He leaned on the wall and looked at the empty street, his mind was blue. After chasing for so long, he was chased again, which made him angry. Waving the stick casually shattered the glass in the roadside security window, and the next moment he turned around, Doulin appeared in his sight again.

"Don't you dare to come out?", Mad Dog Weisen took a deep breath, suppressed the undulating chest, pointed at Du Lin with a stick, and growled: "Kill him!"

He felt that it was very powerful to shout the words ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ A dozen partners around him who ran so far were also very hot and upset, and immediately rushed to Du Lin with the weapon in his hand. But soon they discovered that there were two people beside Du Lin.

The mad dog Weisen walked forward while leaning on the wall, panting and panting, "Don't think that it would be okay to call two people, I have to say that you killed your friend!"

In addition to those who are behind, there are almost thirteen, forty-five, and fierce gang members. It is not a problem to defeat three young people. The kind of enemy-only thing has only happened to him, and in the legend, he I firmly believe that even if the other party comes a few more people, they are all coming to death.

Du Lin stood there without any movement. Instead, facing a rush of gang members, he showed a contemptuous smile. The more he laughed, the stronger his anger became, and Graff, who had already left, should be the most touching. He raised his chin slightly and looked at Weisen behind him. "Leave that, everything else is handled."

The next moment, the two standing next to Du Lin walked from the darkness to the street lamp. They wear peaked caps, the brim is very low, and the shadows cover their faces. The broad windbreaker on the body screamed in the wind in the streets at night. They took out the pistol from their arms and raised their muzzle in the other's frightened eyes.