Looking at Downey's smile, Scott wished he could hit him on the head with that beer bottle.

Scott could never understand that in just one day, the entire Atlantic City alcohol market had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Nucky's warehouse was bombed, and the dealers had no more wine in their hands. Suddenly, Scott discovered that if they could no longer find a suitable wine supplier, the wine in their store would not be enough to sell!

Seeing that Atlantic City's alcohol market is about to experience its biggest explosion in history, now I can only watch this opportunity slip away from my own hands.

A group of tavern owners, represented by Scott, could not accept this consequence.

Just when Scott was at his wits end, he suddenly thought of Downey!

Two months ago, the man they called 'Stupid Donny Bullock'.

At that time, he bought a batch of whiskey and rum from William James. Although it was not much, it was enough to solve their urgent needs.

As long as they survive this period, they believe that Nucky will be able to solve the current problem, and then they will not have to worry about running out of wine.

"Dear Downey, you really know how to joke. At this time, I don't think any Atlantic City tavern owner would sell his tavern!"

Downey showed a puzzled expression and said, "If it's not to sell your tavern, then why are you here?"

The straightforward question made Scott look slightly embarrassed, and then he smiled: "Dear Downey, I know you purchased a batch of whiskey and rum from William James before. I hope I can buy it from you.

I’ll buy some whiskey and rum, but don’t worry, I will definitely give you a price that satisfies you!”

Donny didn't change his expression and said with a relaxed expression: "So this is what happened. If this is the case, I can only say sorry to you. If I sell the stored wine to you, I won't be able to make enough for myself.

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Scott is different from William. There is only a cooperative relationship between Downey and William, and there is no competitive relationship. Scott and Downey are both the owners of the tavern, so they are naturally hostile.

Especially since the two pubs are adjacent to each other. Before this, due to the closure of Block Tavern, people who came to drink nearby went to Scott's pub.

If both parties operate together under the same conditions, the business of Bullock's Tavern will definitely be inferior to that of Scott's Tavern.

So even though Downey has decided to sell some of his wine reserves, Scott is definitely not within his consideration range!

So no matter how much Scott tried to persuade him, Downey refused to agree to his request.

In the end, Scott could only leave Block Tavern with a bad look on his face.

"Robert, use your ability to find some taverns in other neighborhoods besides the boardwalk, and tell them that we have a batch of good whiskey and rum here, as long as they are willing to buy it at a price that is 70% higher than the current market price.

We are willing to transfer part of it to them."

After Scott left, Downey preached to Robert.

Robert sat there and asked frivolously: "I thought you would keep these wines and sell them yourself!"

Donnie shook his head and said: "The stock of wine we purchased is enough to make enough whiskey and rum for Carl. Don't forget, we still need to repay Nucky's debt in a week!"<

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Robert laughed and said: "I think if Nucky knew your real plan, he would be very doubtful about his ability."

Downey smiled and said, "I just hope it's best if he doesn't pay more attention to us now!"

Robert said: "I'm afraid this is a little difficult. Maybe Nucky will guess all your plans tonight!"

Donnie didn't answer Robert's words, thinking that Nucky probably didn't have any thoughts on him at this time.

There were footsteps at the door again, and just when Donnie thought it was the owner of the tavern coming to sell alcohol again, when he turned around he saw 'Pumpy' Allman!

"Dear Allman, I remember that I have already given you this month's money!"

Downey smiled as he watched Allman preach.

Allman laughed, his face trembling wildly: "My friend Downey, I'm here to congratulate you!"

Downey made a puzzled expression and said, "What can I congratulate you for?"

Allman didn't treat himself as an outsider at all. He picked up Robert's beer and took a sip, then took it as his own and sat next to Donnie.

"Nowadays, all the taverns in Atlantic City are probably counting on your tavern to be able to successfully weather this crisis by stocking alcohol. By then, won't all the drunkards in Atlantic City have to come to your tavern?"
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As he spoke, Allman looked at Downey with envy. He didn't know what the purpose of Downey's previous decision was, but the result now is that Downey will become the cause of this Atlantic City emergency.

The biggest winner.

"If this is the case, I will definitely thank you properly, Allman. After all, if it hadn't been for you, I wouldn't have been able to buy whiskey and rum from William!"

Allman pretended to be bold and smiled: "Don't say that, after all, I also made money in this business!"

Donnie nodded, "That's right."

"Downey!" Allman suddenly said to Downey seriously: "I have a party tonight, and I sincerely invite you to come!"

Downey simply thought about it and accepted Allman's kindness.

"Of course, I will arrive on time!"

After getting Downey's affirmative answer, Allman smiled and said: "At seven o'clock in the evening, I will wait for you in the restaurant on the second floor of the Reitz Hotel!"

Donnie said: "Thank you!"

Looking at Allman's leaving figure, Robert couldn't help but ask: "Is the other party releasing his friendship, or does he have other intentions?"

No wonder Robert thinks so. Although there is no saying in the United States that "a tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind", the truth is the same.

Nucky's warehouse was bombed, and there was a major crisis in Atlantic City's alcohol storage. Now other pubs, hotels, and boardinghouses are experiencing major problems with their alcohol supply channels.

If all the pubs, hotels, and boarding houses were unable to sell alcohol at this time, no one would say anything. However, at this time, Downey's Block Tavern has plenty of alcohol in stock.

"Robert, don't go out during this period, I need you to stay in the tavern!"

Donnie preached to Robert.

At this time, Robert also put away his playful smile and said: "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one can touch anything in the pub."

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In the evening, Downey walked to the Ritz Hotel alone. When he walked into the restaurant on the second floor, he saw Allman who was already waiting here. There were also two other men sitting here.

"Donnie, let me introduce you, this is Eli, Eli Johnson!" Allman first pointed at a man who was sitting there and did not get up.

Eli Johnson's arm was still bandaged, and it was obvious that his gunshot wound had not healed yet. He sat there and just nodded to Downey a little arrogantly.

This is considered a greeting.

At this time, Allman introduced Downey to another man who stood up with a professional smile on his face and said: "This is David, David Jabbar, the owner of the Fortune Street Tavern in New York!"

"Mr. Bullock, I have long admired your name and welcome you!"

David Jabbar stretched out his hand and called warmly.

At this time, Downey already knew in his heart that the other party should be the protagonist he would face today.

"Hello Mr. Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, your Fuli Tavern has always been an example for our Bullock Tavern to learn from!"

The Fuli Tavern belongs to the first level in Atlantic City's tavern industry, and is many times more upscale than the Bullock Tavern!

If I had to make an analogy, Downey's Bullock's Tavern is now equivalent to a massage parlor in an alley, while Fuli Tavern is a private club in a prime location in a big city, and it's membership-only!

After a few people sat down, before Allman, the owner, could speak, Eli Johnson had already spoken in an unquestionable tone.

"Donny, I know you. I heard that you ordered a batch of whiskey from James before. Now you can just sell these whiskeys to Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, and he will increase your original price by 5%!"
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Allman's eyes showed some embarrassment, but he did not speak.

David Jabbar still looked at Downey with a smile, not worried at all that Downey would refuse.

"Mr. Johnson is really good at joking. Just when I went out today, many pubs have already offered to buy the wine in my hand at a 70% increase on the original price. Now you ask me to pay 65% ​​directly.

I’m afraid this is inappropriate?”

Eli Johnson leaned forward slightly, with a dissatisfied and bloodthirsty expression on his face, and said: "So, you are rejecting me?"

Downey leaned back slightly, leaned back on his chair, and said calmly: "I am not rejecting you, Mr. Johnson, but I am rejecting this unreasonable price!"

"Haha!" Just when everyone thought Eli Johnson would be angry, he suddenly laughed, "I heard that you have made meritorious service on the battlefield, but you have to understand that this is Atlantic City, not a battlefield.

What you are facing is not those incompetent Germans, but me, Eli Johnson!"

Germany, the main force of the Allied Powers in World War I, nearly destroyed the entire Europe, but now it has become an incompetent German in the eyes of Eli Johnson.

"Mr. Johnson, of course I know this is Atlantic City, not a battlefield, but I learned one thing on the battlefield, that is, you can't retreat, because bullets will chase those who retreat, but those who move forward often will be shot.

You can avoid bullets!"

The smile on Eli Johnson's face faded, "Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get out of this room?"

Just when Downey was about to answer Eli Johnson, a hearty laugh suddenly came from the door.

"Haha, today I was thinking about when to invite you to meet, Donnie, but I didn't expect that we would meet tonight!"
Chapter completed!