"Thor, I've said a long time ago that dealing with well-dressed people isn't your forte." Sean laughed and slapped Thor on the shoulder, "You're still the 'slippery Jimmy' in your bones, you're better suited to deal with those criminals." ”

"You are you, your brother is your brother, you have to look at it clearly, no one should live for others, but for themselves."

Hearing the title 'Jimmy the Slippery' again, Saul's face became very complicated, he wanted to be like his brother, a well-dressed, successful man in and out of high society, a famous lawyer.

But the reality is that he got more gangs than Sean tonight, and even made a few gang bars that didn't sell this kind of alcohol at all decide to change these kinds of alcohol as their main attraction and act as a lawyer......

This was a real distress to Saul, who found himself so comfortable with communicating with the outright villains.

"Look at your appearance, what is there to worry about, your three views are very problematic." Sean looked at Thor with his hands outstretched.

"Whether it's a lawyer, or any other profession, what is the biggest definition of success?"

"Fame and fortune!"

"Is everyone a lawyer to uphold the fairness and justice of the law?"

"Don't talk nonsense, they're just for fame and fortune."

"When you can provide more opportunities for other lawyers to make money, you will naturally accumulate more contacts, you will naturally get better plea bargain terms on the prosecutor's side, and under enough fame and fortune, you will be a successful lawyer, just like the former New York Governor John Dewey."

"He framed Charlie Luciano by means to make him famous, and he once had the hope of becoming president of the United States, which is a model of success."

"Okay, you go back and think about these things." Sean took the list and knocked on the table to change the topic, "24 gangs, 14 were won last night, continue to work hard tomorrow night, and start trading the day after tomorrow." ”

……

Sept. 4, 4 p.m., outside Newark.

"Dart, meet again." Sean smiled and hugged the bald fat man with the big gold chain, pointed to the box truck parked next to him and said, "The goods are all here, you are the first to come, 300 bottles?" ”

Dart tilted his head and looked at the box truck, which was full of boxes of wine, and reached out and scratched his head, he definitely didn't know how much the wine was worth, but it must be a lot.

"300 bottles, Richard, give the money, pick up." Taking a deep breath, he figured out his bald head.

Richard stepped forward, pulled open the bag in his hand, and a roll of cash tied with rubber bands was displayed in front of Sean's eyes, all of them were $20 a piece, and a bundle of 50 pieces was $1,000.

Without a money counter, Sean had to do it himself, but fortunately he liked the feeling of the banknotes running over in his hand.

15 rolls of cash, Sean immediately selected five bundles to check in person, there was no problem, then smiled and pulled the bag up and threw it to Jonas behind him.

Standing aside, watching Dart's people carry the drinks to his car, Dart suddenly asked, "Just the two of you?" ”

"yes, what's the problem?" Sean smiled and looked at Dart.

Dart shrugged, "It's nothing, you're bold. ”

"Hahaha, dare to do this business, how can you be cowardly."

After moving the things here, Sean smiled and handed over a business card, "Call me when it's sold out, and I can directly arrange for someone to deliver it to your door next time." ”

Dart took the business card and looked at it, there was only one phone number, he didn't say anything, just nodded, and got into the car with his men and left.

Dart had just left, and the other gang had arrived, and Sean had deliberately asked all the trading partners to trade today, in order to tell them that the Newark gang had taken drinks from me, and that they had to make a splash as soon as possible.

Sean wants to establish his monopoly position in Newark's high-end smuggled liquor market.

As he told Saul, fame and fortune are the most important things, and he wants to fight for fame now.

Gangs of people come over, and when they see that other gangs are also here to get wine, they let go of the last trace of worry in their hearts, just like someone queuing up for a store must be good, which is a typical herd mentality.

Gangsters are also human beings, and they are relatively less educated, making them easier to deceive...... It's easier to trust others.

As a result, many gangs temporarily increased their purchases in view of the dwindle of alcohol in the vans.

Faced with this situation, Sean righteously refused, "Reputation, reputation is very important, especially for us, since I said in advance that the trading volume is so much, it must not be changed, even if you offer a higher price, I can't sell it." ”

"Of course, you can increase the amount the next time you trade, but be sure to explain it beforehand."

Jonas, who was in charge of taking the money and counting the goods, scoffed at this, and if he hadn't known that there were only so many goods, he would have almost believed it.

Although they didn't get the goods, these guys are quite satisfied, and no one wants to trade with someone who has no reputation.

When more and more gangs come over......

"Big brother, I heard that several gangs such as Red Karami are sending people out of the city."

"Huh? What are these up to? Alec asked, frowning.

"It seems that they came to sell wine last time, and they all went there to buy wine."

"Really?"

"Really!"

Alec raised his hand and scratched his head, it's all gone, is it really that good? Is there really money to be made?

Damn, no, I'm going too!

"Gather the men, let's go too!" Alec snapped to his feet and shouted.

The scene was played out two days ago in the three gangs that had not reached an agreement.

In the end, it was too late, and when Alec arrived with a group of people, he saw that the last case of wine was carried by other gangs and drove away, looking at the empty van, Alec's face was a little ugly.

The other gangs took advantage of it, and he felt that he had lost a lot.

"Hey, whatever your name is, I don't care where your wine comes from, now, bring me some more, I want 300, no, 500 bottles!" Alec staggered up with six or seven men.

"I'm sorry, but this will have to wait until next week, and it will take some time for the goods to arrive in the United States." Sean said with a shrug.

“FK！” Alec sucked his cigar in his mouth, his irritated gaze swept over Sean's face and then fell on Jonas.

Jonas had a bag next to him, full of things, and when Alec's eyes fell on it, he immediately guessed that it must be full of money!

Then a large cart of wine is sold out, and the money must be indispensable!

The greedy lust in Alec's eyes burst out unabashedly.