"Squeak!" An extended Lincoln was parked in front of a nondescript grilled rib restaurant, and Blake hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door for Yuri. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boss, this is where the other party made an appointment!" Blake said to Yuri with some embarrassment, this looks like a fly restaurant, and it is not a place for people like Yuri to come at all. However, Blake still had to bring Yuri here, because the Irish bosses who secretly had trouble with the Taj Mahal casino insisted that they would not meet Yuri here.

Yuri held out his hand to signal Blake not to care, and Yuri looked up at the sign on the door. The name of the visit is Bunratty, and there is a small line below the sign, which serves a variety of Irish cuisine. This reminded Yuri of the first time he met Lomonosov in Tyumen. Yuri stood outside the door for a moment, then pushed open the door and stepped into the small restaurant.

The store seemed to be empty at this point, but Yuri glanced around and found three elderly people in a corner playing poker. Yuri waited at the door for a while, but there was no one in the store to greet him, so he could only walk in the direction of the three people.

"I'm sorry, I'm late!" Yuri walked over to the table and spoke up. But no one paid any attention to him, and the men were playing their cards on their own, as if Yuri didn't exist at all.

Yuri could only pull out his stool and sit in the corner of the table, he looked at the few people at the table, all three of them were obviously old, with thick beards on their lips, they all had thick cigars in their hands, and the ice cubes soaked in whiskey in their glasses were slowly melting.

"What do you want?" An old woman who looked a little sturdy didn't know when she walked up behind Yuri and asked with a little impatience in her tone.

"Steak, beer!" Yuri said casually.

The old woman crossed her hands on her hips and said in an unquestioning tone: "Since the opening of our shop, no customer has ever ordered steak, our customer only orders Irish dark beer grilled ribs and whiskey. ”

"Then dark beer, grilled ribs and whiskey!" Although Yuri was not satisfied with the old woman's attitude, he was here to negotiate today and did not want to dwell on these matters.

"Want to play a game?" The three people at the table seemed to have just finished a game, and the old man sitting directly across from Yuri shuffled his cards and asked Yuri.

"Of course!" Yuri replied with a smile.

After shuffling the cards, the other party began to deal the cards, and sure enough, Yuri was included, and Yuri cleaned up the poker in front of him while looking at the other three people at the table.

"Are you Russian?" An old man sitting on Yuri's right asked, puffing on a smoke ring.

"Yes, I'm from Russia and just took over the Taj Mahal casino, so it's a pleasure to meet you!" Yuri tried to get as close as he could with these Irish casino owners.

"That's a good casino! Much more luxurious than ours, but your manager told us you seem to be having a bit of a hard time? Yuri's left-hand hand side said another old man.

"Yes, there seems to be a little bit of a problem with our recruitment, and there are very few people who come to apply!" Yuri replied with some humility.

"So you'd like to ask us to help you point out this?" The guy sitting across from Yuri asked.

"Yes, I just took over Taj Mahal, I don't have experience yet, and I need the guidance of a senior like you!" Yuri replied.

The three people at the poker table stared at Yuri for a long time, but they didn't stop working on their hands, and when the cards were dealt, the old man sitting opposite Yuri said: "Russian, I think you have a good attitude and are a person who can listen to the truth, so I will take some effort to say a few more words to you." My name is Clement, they're James and Edward, and the three biggest casinos in the city besides your Taj Mahal are ours. The three of us have been here since 1976 when the law was first approved to run a gambling business, and it wasn't easy to do business here, but we managed to survive all these years. It's the ones who make this place thrive, but there are always people who want to take a ride and try their luck. You are not the first, nor will you be the last. But no matter who comes, he's no match for us! Clement raised his glass and took a sip. He looked at James and raised his cigar and snorted.

"Taj Mahal's boss has changed a few times, I can't remember Edward!" James asked playfully.

"Counting this newcomer, it should be four stubbles!" The old man, Edward, laughed and raised his glass, giving Yuri a slight salute.

James continued: "yes, it's only been a few years! I remember that the first person who came to build the Taj Mahal Casino was a real estate developer from New York (I won't tell you who it is, you must have figured it out!). I have to admit that the level of his house building is really good, and the casino is more beautiful than ours, but I can't remember what his name is, by the way, I saw his name still hanging on it last time I passed by your casino! ”

"Hahaha......" The three people at the table laughed insolently.

"Who's behind it? You see I can't remember things when I'm older, Edward, do you remember? James then asked.

Edward said, "Back? A few Texas nouveau riche came in the back, making some money on oil, but they couldn't do it for three months, and it is said that in the end the bank people auctioned off everything there! ”

"Ah~~ha......"

"Little guy, I won't say who the boss of the last one was, it is said that they are selling drugs and are still in prison! But I want to say little one, you're really picky, and I want to know if your casino is cursed by a witch! James continued.

"Hahaha...... Hahaha......" There was another burst of laughter, and Yuri was already clenching his fists in anger, and he kind of understood that these three old guys were here to humiliate him.

"Three bosses, I don't have to worry about how I run a casino, I just want to ask now, how can I recruit the staff I need?" Yuri asked in a cold voice, holding back his anger.

"Little one, don't you understand why no one goes to work with you? The Taj Mahal casino has changed four owners in three years, and the employees in the casino have hardly worked for a year, do you expect them to continue to work in such a place? Clement replied coldly.

"Blake, tell Mr. Tony from the union for me, and I'll pay the workers a year's wages in advance!" Yuri stood up, kicked over the chair, and left without looking back.