Alberto, sitting at the table counting the accounts, had a cigarette dangling from his lips. The smoke made it almost impossible for him to open his eyes.
In fact, the profits Lezhu Company made from usury were far less than the profits from selling smuggled liquor in bars, but this business had the advantage of being stable.
No one knew what the future would hold. Keeping such an industry was actually a ans of increasing risk resistance.
Even if one day liquor couldn’t be sold, at least they could still be loan sharks, right?
There were also two employees at the table. Both were professionally trained accountants.
Working for a finance company’s usury business might not sound good if word got out, but at least the salary was definitely not low, and the work was also very leisurely.
No one forced them to cook the books, nor would anyone have them take the bla and go to jail.
The only day of the week they needed to work was to clearly calculate how much money they had made this week.
Seeing the stacks of money piled together was indeed comfortable. Alberto picked up a few stacks of money and casually threw them back.
This week’s inco was probably less than $10,000.
It sounded like a lot, about $20,000 to $30,000 a month. If it had been a year ago, he would have been very satisfied with this inco. After all, not everyone could have so much money every month.
But his bar, perhaps, could bring in that much profit in one night, which made him a little惆怅.
Recently, his focus had been on the bar. There were not many people left at Lezhu Finance Company; they had all gone to the bar.
His old comrades also liked the bar business. The lively atmosphere of the bar could bring them great enjoynt.
People are creatures who like enjoynt. Wine, beautiful won, money, a lively environnt, who could resist this?
“Lance is here.” The office door was pushed open, and Fordis poked his head in from outside the door.
Alberto glanced at him, “Let him in.”
Before long, Lance pushed the door open and ca in. He glanced at the money piled on the table, and there was no emotional fluctuation.
This amount of money was not even enough for him for one night.
He sat on the sofa, casually picked up a piece of fruit, and took a bite, “Business is good.”
Alberto smiled and walked over, sitting next to Lance, “Co on!”
“If it weren’t for
needing to find out if anyone had touched my money, I wouldn’t even want to know how much I’ve made this week!”
“This is hard-earned money!”
He said very solemnly a sentence that made Lance cough violently!
He choked on the fruit juice. He wouldn’t have choked originally, but this sentence was so f—king funny!
Alberto looked at him with so confusion as he coughed for a good while, and even rolled his eyes at him. He was a little confused about what he had done.
When Lance had almost finished coughing, he took a deep breath, letting the inhaled air fill his entire lungs, which made him feel a little more comfortable.
“Have you carefully thought about what you’re saying?”
“Sitting in the office doing nothing all day, and getting a table full of money every week, you call this hard-earned money?”
“If the workers on the docks knew you said that, they could beat you to death with a hamr!”
Lance showed a look of disdain, but then both of them started to laugh.
Alberto hugged Lance, “So, my brother, is there anything you need to take care of
for coming to my place?”
This was just a very casual sentence, just like when two good friends et, and one says “it’s your treat at Red High Heels today,” it was just a way of expressing emotion.
But what he didn’t expect was that Lance said a word, “dicine.”
Alberto didn’t quite understand. He looked at Lance, “Are you injured?”
Lance shook his head and said, “Paul has a good relationship with the dical groups. I want to get so dicine. You know, the war is about to break out.”
“So I plan to buy a batch of dicine and wait until the war is at its most intense to sell it. I’ll definitely make a big profit!”
Alberto looked at Lance’s serious face and was a little… he didn’t know what to say.
Golden Port was about to beco completely chaotic, and Lance was still thinking about doing dicine business. He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, “Lance, no matter how profitable dicine is, it can’t be more profitable than liquor!”
“And the city is about to beco a ss. Although you can make money by hoarding a large batch of dicine now, the funds in your hands will also be much less. Do you understand what I an?”
“The ti for spending money is coming soon!”
Once the lee begins, recruiting soldiers and buying horses, pensions, dical expenses, incentive bonuses, there are places to spend money everywhere!
But Lance seed to have already made a decision that could not be changed by others, “I have other funds, but I want a batch of dicine. If you have any spare money, you can actually get so too.”
“At the most intense ti of the war, the value of various special dicines will be more expensive than the equivalent weight of gold, gems, and it brings not only money!”
The Gregg family might just be a small to dium-sized gang in Golden Port, but in so remote and feudal small countries, they were definitely very important people.
Because they had dicine, and these dicines could help the rulers rule for a longer ti. It was no longer a manifestation of the crystallization of dical science, nor was it just wealth. It was an extension of power, a political force!
Alberto thought for a mont. He didn’t understand this and waved his hand, “Since you think there’s no problem with this, then do as you think.”
“I’ll help you contact Paul…”
As he spoke, he stood up and motioned for the two accountants to leave. Although the accounts were not settled, he really didn’t care much about this amount of money.
What he wanted to do was to show a posture, a posture of “I will check the accounts,” to make those who wanted to reach out their hands learn to hesitate. That was enough!
The call was quickly connected. Alberto briefly explained the matter to Paul. Not only did Paul not object to this, but he was also willing to facilitate it.
His relationship with the dical groups was equivalent to… a gunman and an employer.
The gunn of Summurian had so fa all over the world. The dical groups faced a large number of disputes and lawsuits every year.
So disputes and lawsuits they could handle themselves, but so disputes and lawsuits, within the rules, they couldn’t handle!
For example, a certain company, in order to push their newly produced special dicine to the market faster, did not get enough clinical data, which led to hundreds of users developing serious complications!
The vast majority of them reached a settlent, took a sum of money, and signed a letter of understanding.
But there were also so people who, whether because they wanted more compensation or because they wanted to use what had happened to them to warn the dical groups, in short, they would not compromise, would not sign.
This kind of lawsuit couldn’t be fought because the longer it was fought, the longer it was dragged out, the greater the harm would be!
After a simple communication to no avail, they found Paul. After paying a sum of money, these people disappeared.
Of course, when it was reported to the public, they had finally accepted the company’s conditions and had received subsequent treatnt.
In this era where there was not even television, and people could only get news through radio and newspapers, if you had money, you really could do whatever you wanted!
The Pasoretto family, because of its good reputation, high execution efficiency, and not easily leaving traces, was highly praised by many people.
This was actually a very absurd thing. Because his killing skills were good, he had so connections with those high-society big companies.
For these dical groups, as long as Paul was willing to pay, who they sold to didn’t matter, right?
Even, the more Paul bought, the happier they would be, because this way, the money they gave to Paul would eventually be earned back from Paul, which was equivalent to Paul working for them for free!
Although this kind of calculation is a bit incorrect, most people think so.
Now Paul was busy preparing for the upcoming matters and couldn’t be bothered with the dical group side. Now that Lance suddenly said he wanted to buy a large amount of dicine, it was equivalent to helping him and the dical group side continue to maintain their relationship.
How could he refuse this?
So he agreed at once.
After the two communicated for a few sentences, Alberto turned his head to look at Lance, “The price of dicine has risen a little now, about seven or eight percent. If you can accept this increase, then there is no problem at all.”
“Also, Paul wants to know how much you need. He needs to go and get the goods.”
Lance bit into a crisp apple with a crunch, “Three million worth of goods.”
His incisors crushed the apple, and the juice splattered from his not-completely-closed mouth. Alberto was in a daze for a while, then said, “You’re crazy,” but still told Paul this number.
“He wants us to go over and talk in detail.”
To take $3,000,000 worth of goods at once was enough for Paul to spare so ti.
Lance didn’t have any other emotions about this. Sotis even father and son would have different performances based on different interests, let alone the fact that they were not related by blood, but could only be considered ordinary friends.
After Alberto hung up the phone, he sat back down next to Lance, “Why is this dicine so valuable?”
Lance nodded, “Maybe in half a year or a year, it will beco six million, or even more.”
Alberto was silent for a mont, “But I don’t need to invest so much principal, and it will beco so much in a year.”
The aning of his words was very clear. If it was just for making money, this was not a suitable investnt.
Opening a bar, or even selling liquor to the outside, was the top business in this era!
Lance shook his head. For the sake of him providing the intelligence on Luigi, he said softly, “When the whole world is short of dicine, whoever has dicine in their hands will have the absolute initiative.”
“What you can get is not just money, but also the friendship of the ruling groups of these countries!”
Alberto was a little unconvinced and retorted, “But the dical groups can sell more dicine to them. We are not as important as you think!”
“Have you considered this factor?”
“Those blood-sucking guys from the dical groups, they won’t let go of such an opportunity!”
It can’t be said that this was completely wrong. Lance showed so smile, “But the Federation governnt may not necessarily allow them to do so, and may even not allow them to sell to a certain country…”
Speaking of this was enough. It was aningless to continue. Alberto fell into thought.
At this ti, in the manor, Paul, who was arranging work, hung up the phone. He frowned.
Mueller, sitting on the side, asked, “What’s wrong, Paul?”
Paul ca back to his senses, “Just now, albert called. He said Lance wants that batch of dicine.”
“That impressive young man!” Mueller nodded, “How much does he want? I’ll have soone send it over. He has helped us with so things, and he seems to be very important to Councilman Williams’s plan.”
“A few tens of thousands, a hundred thousand, just give it to him.”
The reason why the Five Families are the Five Families is not just because they have many people and many guns, but also because they have a lot of money.
A few tens of thousands, a hundred thousand, for the Five Families, is probably just one or two days’ gross profit inco.
If they give it, they give it. It won’t have any impact on the entire family.
“He wants three million.”
Mueller sucked in a cold breath, “I understand. I’ll go contact them now.”
About a few minutes later, Mueller ca back, his expression not so natural. It seed he had run into so trouble.
“Did they raise the price?”
Mueller shook his head, “It’s not a matter of raising the price or not. They don’t have much stock now either. At most, they can only give us two million worth of goods first.”
This made Paul a little curious. These people from the dical groups couldn’t even be considered human.
When they walked past a stone on the side of the road, they would have to pick it up and squeeze it until it bled, and then lick it twice before throwing it back. How could they have money and not make it?
Just like a while ago, Paul had just taken on a job from their side. There was a reporter who was exaggerating the dependence on special painkillers, which had caused so waves in public opinion.
This guy was unwilling to take money to shut up, nor would he accept any threats. He always said sothing like “the public has the right to know” and refused to compromise.
In the end, he completely disappeared.
So to say that the dical group has money and doesn’t make it, he felt a little incredible!
“The current situation may be a little tense. The Federation governnt has placed a very large order. For our sake, they have squeezed out this batch of goods.”
Paul also realized that the situation might really be a little unusual, but even if Tanfit sank, it would have no direct impact on him.
On the contrary, if he couldn’t get through this difficult ti, the Pasoretto family would disappear forever.
“I rember the family still has so stock. Give it all to him.”
Mueller nodded in agreent, “That’s the only way.”
In the evening, Lance and Alberto ca to the manor. Paul personally received them and also had the chef make authentic Summurian dishes.
“Have a taste, the most authentic Summurian reef island cuisine.” Paul was very polite and enthusiastic at the dinner table.
In his explanation, Lance learned that Summurian cuisine is actually divided into several factions. Like Paul and his group, what they most admired was the reef island, which was a tradition, a heritage.
It had to be said that the taste was indeed much better than the so-called “Federation cuisine.” At least they wouldn’t treat fried chicken or roasted chicken as one of the main dishes!
Both sides avoided the content of the private conversation between Councilman Williams and Lance. Smart people know what not to ask, and also know what not to show off.
Paul trusted Lance very much. He directly had Mueller send all the dicine stored in the family over. As for the dicine from the dical group, it would still take a few days to be mobilized.
After the evening’s social engagent ended, Paul lay on his bed, feeling the aches and pains all over his body, and the satisfaction of being able to rest. He let out a long sigh of relief.
Dover had been locked up for so ti. The matter of Lance being attacked was also gradually no longer discussed by people. At the request of so people, Dover was finally released.
Dover, who had just been released from confinent, finally felt the long-lost joy of freedom again!
He actually had a group of partners around him, and in the family, there were also so elders who supported him, otherwise he wouldn’t be so reckless.
If his father hadn’t died, there would be no Paul today. At the sa ti, his father was not a small fry at that ti. Those who were once his father’s relatives and friends had now also beco his resources.
This ti, after he ca out, Paul did not arrange any work for him. On one hand, Paul believed that Dover was not suitable to work now. Once it got chaotic, he couldn’t guarantee Dover’s safety.
On the other hand, not letting him go to work was actually to prevent him from causing trouble.
He was already annoying enough at ho. If he was let out again, who knows if it would cause so unexpected changes.
Dover was not a mature person.
If he were really a mature person, he would understand that he should respect Paul, instead of going against him.
Perhaps it was because Paul felt he owed a great deal to Dover’s family that he indulged him to the point that Dover, already an adult, was still very childish in so aspects.
Two days after he ca out, Dover went to the warehouse. He planned to take a batch of dicine to sell.
The price of dicine had been rising recently, and it was a good ti to sell it. But when he went to the warehouse, he found that the dicine that had been everywhere was actually gone!
Under his questioning, he learned from the younger generation of the family that these drugs had all been sent to Lance’s side.
This made Dover even more angry. He felt that Lance was targeting him!
Even Paul was not helping him!
In the evening, he took a few people to a bar to drink away their sorrows.
He was like most young people, with no savings. The only difference was that most young people couldn’t make money, so they had no savings.
And he was too good at making money, so he had no savings.
He had always spent money as soon as he had it, and bought things when he had a lot of money. He loved motorcycles and cars and had already bought several villas and even a dock warehouse to display his “collections.”
Recently, he had taken a fancy to a new racing car, which cost more than $70,000. He had originally thought of getting a batch of dicine to sell and scrape together the money, but he didn’t expect that he couldn’t do it!
The higher the grade of the racing car, the worse the sales, so the production would naturally not be high. One was sold, one was less.
Watching his beloved racing car being bought by soone else, he took his n and plunged into a bar to drink away his sorrows.
Every ti he thought of Paul’s favoritism, he felt a little unwilling!
After drinking until he was a little tipsy, he stood on the coffee table with a flushed face and said to the people around him—
“If it weren’t for my father taking a bullet for him back then, it’s hard to say who would be the boss of the Pasoretto family now!”
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