Adel also knows that in today's New York, as long as any ordinary person wants to seek development and has achieved certain results, he will always be targeted by those bold and ubiquitous gangsters, which naturally includes him, but he didn't expect this day to come so soon.

"Mr. Cole has heard that you are very good at investing in stocks," Angelo continued, "so he has a sum of money that he wants to invest in the stock market through you, and also make money from those who have money." I don't think Mr. Adel has any opinion on this, right?"

"How much does Mr. Cole plan to put in?" Adel asked, after a moment of silence.

"Almost 200,000," Angelo said, staring into Adair's eyes for a moment, "no checks, just cash." ”

"200,000 yuan in cash, I'm afraid it's not so easy to transfer it to the stock market, I need a check," Adel said with a serious face.

"We only have cash, no checks," said Angelo in a very slow voice, "and as for how to transfer the money into the stock market account, that's your business, Mr. Adair, and Mr. Cole believes you have the ability." ”

Adair understands that Mad Dog Cole is really a good plan, he not only hopes to make a sum of money through himself, but also hopes to launder a lot of money for him through his own hands.

The concept of money laundering should not have appeared in this era, but in the United States, this method has become very popular, like those Italian gangsters, who want to take large sums of money out of the United States and bring them to their hometown Italy, obviously it is impossible to carry cash, they need more convenient checks or bank transfers. And their black money that comes from unknown sources and has not been taxed cannot enter the banking system, so money laundering has become a process that must be followed.

"Don't worry, Mr. Adair," seeing Adair's long silence, Angelo smiled and said, "You are Irish, I am also Irish, of course, Mr. Cole is also Irish, we are all fellow countrymen, and we are both haters of the Anglo and Protestants, so Mr. Cole will not make it difficult for you." ”

"This is our first collaboration," Angel continued, first verbally reassuring Adele, "so Mr. Cole is willing to show his sincerity." He gives you $200,000 in cash and two weeks, and after two weeks, he only needs to see that he has $200,000 in cash in his designated account, and he won't worry about the rest, and he won't bother with it. ”

This is a little inexplicable, but Adel understands what the other party means, 200,000 needs to appear in the account after two weeks, which means that in these two weeks, in addition to the time used up for money laundering, the money will be temporarily lent to himself without interest.

Looks very generous, doesn't it? Actually, it's all shit. First of all, it is not easy to launder $200,000 in cash in two weeks, and secondly, there is no need to pay a commission for money laundering? How much is the fee for three points? Why not mention this stubble?

It's no wonder that the Irish gangsters have such a huge advantage, and in the end they have not been able to do the Italian gangsters, these guys will fight in the nest, they will oppress their own people, and there are no rules to do things, similar to such a group, it is strange not to decline.

Although he knew that he was at a loss in this matter, and he knew in his heart that if he was caught in this kind of thing, it would be very troublesome in the future if he was discovered, but for Adele, he had no choice at all now. The other party is a vicious and vicious gangster, bold and reckless, and can do everything, but what about himself? Now he has no power or power, and he has no background to rely on, and to put it very realistically, even if he dies on the street tomorrow, it is estimated that the police will not spend much energy on this murder case.

What is reality, this is reality, and when faced with reality, anyone has to bow their heads.

"When will I get the money?" asked without further ado, Adel clasped his hands together and asked very calmly.

Since it is useless to struggle, it is better to simply do it, at such times, it is superfluous to say any nonsense, and there is no need to think about things like "how I will be in the future, how I must be", that is a pure waste of energy. In his previous life, Adel belonged to that kind of doer, and he naturally remains in this life.

"Oh?" Angelo obviously didn't expect the guy on the other side to be so happy, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked with some certainty, "You mean, you agreed?"

"Of course," Adel smiled and said, "I love working with fellow Irish people. ”

"You're a smart man," Angelo hesitated for a moment before emphasizing, "of course, I must also say the ugly things in front of me, Mr. Cole's money is not easy to come by, so he also values it, don't make him angry, otherwise it will ......"

"Let me get the cash by noon tomorrow," Adel interrupted him, and said directly, "in two weeks' time, there will be $200,000 in the account designated by Mr. Cole, not a penny less." ”

Angelo was disrupted, and he stared at Adel for a moment before standing up and holding out his hand as he said, "Well, I wish us a happy cooperation." ”

Adel didn't stretch out his hand, but asked again, "When will I see the money?"

Angelo smiled, he withdrew his hand, without saying a word, turned and walked towards the door, and then went out and left.

Adel didn't chase him either, just stood in front of the couch and waited, knowing that if nothing else, the money would arrive in a while.

He didn't guess wrong, in less than five minutes, the door was pushed open again, and a strong man with a height of 2 meters walked in from outside the door, he stood at the door, and threw a large bag in his hand on the ground, and then took a piece of paper from his pocket and put it on the bag, and then said in a buzzing voice: "Mr. Cole's account." ”

After saying that, the strong man turned around and left, and when he walked out of the door, he didn't forget to turn around and close the door.

It wasn't until the strong man was gone that Adair walked over, picked up the big bag that had been placed by the door, and brought it back to the table in the living room.

"Is that guy leaving?" Just as Adel had just put down the bag and had no time to open it, Bella had already appeared at the top of the stairs, and she said with a worried face, "What is he doing, how do I feel ......?"

At this moment, Adair had already opened the bag, revealing a messy pile of banknotes inside.

True, the banknotes are messy, they are not bundled, and there are old and new ones, apparently not from the bank. At a cursory glance, the face value is not uniform, there are 100 face values, there are 50 face values, but I don't see smaller face values.

"Is this ......" Bella asked in a suppressed voice, covering her mouth.

"We're being targeted," Adel pinched the bottom of the bag with both hands, and lifted it vigorously, and in the loud noise, the banknotes in the bag were poured onto the table.

The table is not very big, and the table top is not wide enough, so much money flows out, and naturally scatters everywhere, and some even fall to the ground and scatter everywhere.

"Someone saw that we made money in the stock market, and their eyes were red, so they also wanted to follow this bus," Adair smiled mockingly and began to sort out the banknotes one by one, "We used to look for people everywhere to invest, and now, the money is sent to the door, and it is not okay to not collect it." ”

"Who are they?" Bella didn't feel joy, she just panicked.

"Gangsters," Adair said in a calm tone, "these are black money, black money that cannot be seen. ”

"Ah?!" Bella's face turned pale instantly, in her impression, the gangsters are all devils who kill people without blinking, and it was original, imagine the "Valentine's Day massacre" that happened in Chicago before, and those gangster devils actually beat seven people into a honeycomb.

"What should we do, what should we do? Otherwise, let's call the police?" Bella held on to the sofa in a panic, sat down a little tremblingly, and said nonsense.

"Call the police?" Adel dropped the wad of money he had just sorted out in his hand, walked over to her and sat down, reached out and stroked her thigh, and said, "We called the police today, and tomorrow we will be on the streets, if the police are really useful, how can those gangsters be so rampant?"

"And what do you say?" said Bella, her lips trembling.

"Don't do anything, don't say anything, just act as if nothing happened," Adair said, "and you just take another investment, and then what to do, and I'll take care of the rest." ”

"But......" Bella hesitated.

"No, listen to me," Adair said, patting her leg and looking her in the eye, "I'll take care of this, you should trust me." ”

Bella was silent for a long time before she took a breath and said, "Of course I believe you, I'm just worried about you." ”

"Don't worry, these gangsters, we can't afford to mess with them now, so we can only do what they say," Adair got up again and went to clean up the scattered bills, "But this is only temporary, when we make a lot of money and have our own foundation, those gangsters will have to think carefully if they want to trouble us again." ”

Bella nodded blankly, she believed everything Adel said, and now, this man had become her strongest support.

"Here, help me get the money in order," Adair said, "the amount of cash is too large, and I can't tell where it came from, so I can't open an account directly, and I'll have to find a way to deal with it." ”

"How to deal with it?" asked Bella curiously, she really didn't understand anything about it.

"You don't have to worry about this, and you shouldn't know about it," Adel turned his head to look at her, reached out and touched her face again, and smiled, "You just need to live your life in peace, and as for those things that affect your mood, leave it to me." ”