Four years ago, the federal government promulgated Prohibition Law under pressure from all parties, restricting the production, sale and transportation of alcohol. This law was strongly supported by the church, the bourgeoisie and female activists, especially in western cities.
Obviously, the "tavern" on the surface no longer dares to openly sell alcohol.
But is this a problem?
Not really.
For example, at the birthday party held by Congressman Robert, the hall was filled with eight delicacies and wine glasses, some of which were so heavy that they formed a spectacular tower of cups.
The waiter carried the "drink bottles" and poured them for the guests one by one. Will unconsciously had an empty cup in his hand, and his face turned rosy.
The Prohibition Act did not prohibit the possession or drinking of alcohol, so alcohol purchased or manufactured before it was enacted could be legally supplied throughout the Prohibition period.
It is not difficult for a slightly powerful person to get such drinks, not to mention that there are still many gangsters who are still secretly operating underground wineries.
When Will was still working at the telegraph office, he basically had no chance to drink legal alcohol. Sometimes he could secretly get some illegal alcohol, but he had to hide from the Prohibition Bureau at all times.
This is not a "lawless place" like Missouri in the east. The residents there don't even care about the specific provisions of Prohibition. They drink what they need and sell what they need. Some taverns that know a little bit about it even run some
Redundant operations of putting new wine in old bottles.
Here, people from the Prohibition Bureau are all over the streets, and from time to time they appear in various underground places to seal down illegally operated taverns. Of course, dirty deeds of accepting and offering bribes often occur.
For example, tonight, Congressman Robert didn't know what kind of back door he had opened, and he even invited people from the Prohibition Bureau to come over today.
They were completely opposite to their tough appearance in the past when they confiscated illegal liquor. They enjoyed chatting and drinking with other guests.
You should know that another article in the law also prohibits citizens from drinking or holding banquets with friends at home.
These guys turned a blind eye to the gatherings of the upper class, but struck hard at civilians and pubs. This may be the privilege brought by power and wealth.
The entire gathering place is full of guests. People can choose to stand and chat with their companions, or they can sit and rest at the dining table.
Will kept the task assigned to him by his boss in mind, and wanted to try his best to integrate into this social environment, but he really didn't know anyone else. Wouldn't it be too abrupt to just chat with someone like this?
"Excuse me, can I borrow it?"
Just when Will was at a loss, a man happened to take the initiative to talk to him.
The other party's figure is slightly fatter, and there is also a little fat on both cheeks, and his face is not very kind.
Will was disgusted with talking to such people, so he got out of the way.
At this time, he found that the other party's coat was wet and the smell of alcohol was lingering in the air.
The fat man had just moved past Will, and suddenly turned around and asked Will: "Sir, can you lend me some paper?"
Will casually took out a few napkins and handed them to the other party.
The man took it and wiped off the alcohol on his clothes.
"I'm sorry, I was disturbed by a woman. I'm rude."
The man said an apology, but his eyes were very arrogant, as if he didn't take Will seriously.
At this time, several other people crowded in among the guests. They shouted the man's name with a smile: "Arushi, why are you running so far?"
The man raised his sleeve and smelled it carefully. After confirming that the smell of wine was not that strong, he said to Will: "Thank you! I wish you a good night."
After saying that, the man returned to his group and followed them to the round table at the other end to sit down.
Looking at the luxurious banquet over there, Will also wanted to go over and sit down to fill his stomach first, but the people at those tables all knew each other and had a lot of fun talking.
Will felt a little embarrassed not having anyone he knew to keep him company.
"Oh, don't you have a female companion, sir!?"
A passing waiter refilled Will's empty glass.
Will glanced sideways at the other person and said nothing.
"The man just now was Arushi Bumpers, who runs an investment bank and is a well-known middleman. Many gentlemen doing business in Renekton know him."
The waiter noticed that Will was a little shy and kindly introduced him.
Wilburn didn't want to communicate more with the other party, but he really didn't know the people at the banquet, so he could only get some information from the waiter's mouth.
"Thank you. I just came from the east and am not very familiar with Renekton."
Will Evans, a small boss from the east, has just inherited his family's inheritance and hopes to settle down in Renekton and run a new industry.
This is what Victor taught Will. Whenever anyone asks, he will tell him in this capacity.
The waiter suddenly understood and quickly suggested: "Then you should communicate more with Mr. Arushi. Have you seen the seats over there? They are all gentlemen and ladies from the Huimin Chamber of Commerce. I can arrange a seat for you.
Just over there."
With that said, the waiter led Will to a seat at the same table as Arushi's group and arranged for him to sit down.
The guests who had been seated earlier looked at each other, but said nothing.
After the waiter left, the gentlemen and ladies started chatting with each other again, without taking Will to heart.
Arushi, who asked him to borrow a tissue before, was tasting the pear slices in front of him without a smile.
Will sat upright, still a little uncomfortable, but there was an inexplicable excitement in his heart. Perhaps squeezing into a high-class party gave him an unprecedented sense of freshness.
At this time, the protagonist of the banquet appeared.
Congressman Robert appeared at the gate and walked in from the red carpet in the middle. After seeing him in person, the whole audience stood up and applauded loudly.
He was a gray-haired man with a high forehead and severe hair loss, but this did not affect his energy and ability to control the field.
Bowing to the guests attending the banquet, Senator Robert spoke loudly about tonight's speech. His sonorous voice fully demonstrated his humorous speaking skills. He is well versed in the incitement and guidance of language, and the atmosphere of the whole room was lifted to a high level.<
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"Do you think I will say some dry words of thanks? No, no, no! I would rather fall at the door or be hit in the face with a cake, so that you will remember me! Friends, take a look
My old face, if you like me, please put your votes in the ballot box in the next election, and if you hate me, please also throw your votes into my stinky face..."
His words caused the audience to burst into laughter, followed by even warmer applause.
At this time, Senator Robert raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, then took out a crumpled piece of paper from his sleeve and said half-jokingly: "Okay, the joke is just right. No matter what, I still thank you all for coming tonight.
They are the true elites of Renekton and the United States. This prosperous era cannot be separated from anyone who is full of creativity and fighting spirit."
"Of course, even if I can't come because of trivial matters, I will still be grateful. For example, an old friend of mine has established a huge business empire in Missouri, but he has encountered some troubles recently, so he only gave me
Sent a brief letter."
Congressman Robert shook the paper in his hand, but did not show or explain the contents on the paper.
Will was just curious when he suddenly heard a "squeak" in his ears, full of disdain.
In addition to the fat Arushi, the people at the same table were also wealthy people from the Huimin Chamber of Commerce, and it was one of them who made the noise.
Immediately afterwards, Will heard the exchange between them.
"Cornwall, Miss.?"
"Thomas Cornwall, that country bumpkin, heard that he sent a lot of money to Robert, which caused him to even abandon his fellow Minxians in the Congress to speak for the merchants of Missouri."
"The rule of law there is chaotic. There is no state assembly, let alone members of the Senate. The country bumpkin you call is as happy as a local emperor."
"He's just a nouveau riche, and I heard that he has recently been in trouble with invisible techniques, and people from the Inspection Bureau are investigating him."
"Really? That would be fun!"
"Deserve it!"
"This Robert is really good at acting...I don't believe he regards Thomas as any kind of friend."
As expected, after Robert finished speaking, he put the page of letter paper on the candle and lit it, and then said hypocritically: "When it comes to justice and personal relationships, I still stand firmly on the side of justice. My friend should solve it by himself.
Trouble for him, isn't it?"
Everyone knew who Robert was talking about (except Will), and they all smiled tacitly.
In fact, not only Thomas, many people here have interests entangled with the Progressive Party.
And when the time is right, people need to know how to abandon their cars to save their handsomeness.
"Okay, next I want to talk about another friend. He is an important guest and you all know him. I know that quite a few of you here owe money to Baofeng Bank." p>
Upon hearing Storm Bank, Will immediately observed that most people's faces became shocked and embarrassed, and some were even shrinking back from the crowd.
Senator Robert couldn't help but laugh, and he talked unscrupulously: "Don't worry, he can't come tonight, that's lucky, isn't it? Who wants to see the Berkeley family? You? Or you? Don't look at me like that, even if
Even though you are a council member, you cannot avoid dealing with the richest people in Renekton. What do you think?"
"Like everyone else, I also took out a loan from Baofeng Bank, so I didn't really want to see Dutch Berkeley, but I had to invite him. Fortunately, I knew something happened in his family recently, so he probably wouldn't be able to attend.
,so..."
Congressman Robert was still chatting, but suddenly, the deacon at the door broke in and said something to him, causing the Congressman's expression to immediately become frightened.
"Ahem..." He was very flamboyant at first, but suddenly became restrained, "Okay everyone, bad news, although Dutch Berkeley can't come tonight, his brother is here."
As soon as he finished speaking, a waiter came at the door and ushered in a blond man with some stubble.