This is the largest home of the Cambino family, and it is also where Mike often conducts business.
The fall of the Cigar Club meant that the Cambino family no longer had to hide and fight guerrillas. The entire surrounding streets were firmly under their control, and the family's accomplices were everywhere.
As long as there is no unpredictable seer invasion, the defense here can be said to be quite safe.
However.
Judging from Will Evans' current mood, he doesn't care whether the surrounding environment is safe, because he now insists on getting a freighter of their own.
"It's time to recognize the reality, gentlemen! We can only rely on ourselves now, we can't count on others." Will weighed the pros and cons gushingly, "I've tried it, it's hard to convince those slow guys, and I'm about to get
Those who are qualified to participate in Rockefeller's ocean-going trading activities but do not have their own ship will be revoked of this hard-won qualification, so... gentlemen, you can make up your mind!"
It turned out that he "implemented a small plan" to put himself at the front of the registration list and got an invitation letter first.
Although it is unclear whether the trading company is preparing to form a new transportation fleet or let the capital group that joined later join the old fleet, the first requirement is that the franchisee must have a cargo ship that meets the standards.
Franchisees engaged in trading business provide freighters, and franchisees engaged in security work provide frigates to form an ocean-going trade fleet.
Will's original plan was to find a way to get his boat after getting rid of Is Ben.
But now the Grecov has sunk, and the plan that has been prepared for so long was instantly wiped out.
If he continues to be unable to register his boat, Will will most likely be disqualified from joining.
"The price of an ocean-going cargo ship must be huge and expensive. Do you know how much it costs to buy a new ship? And you also have to hire crew members and a lot of fine work to do." Mike smoked a cigarette.
, the dinner plate in front of me was already full of remaining bones.
He prepared a sumptuous meal for the two partners, but there was no fish in the dish.
Will clapped his hands: "Of course I know, but if we give up the new ship and buy the old freighter from the ship repair yard, maybe it will be enough for us to spend 150,000 faraka!"
Victor: "...uh"
After burping, Victor's expression suddenly became awkward after hearing the offer.
At present, including the deposits from Giant Bank's financial management products and the huge profits he made from selling Frenzy Fire last time, the total is only more than 70,000 and less than 80,000.
In other words, the remaining 30,000 to 80,000 yuan needs to be paid by Mike and Will.
Mike is definitely rich, even richer than Victor, but he has no interest in spending such a large amount of money to buy a freighter.
Just like what he said: Smuggling steel from the Western Continent is only part of his business. The initial cost is not high. He just uses his manpower and fishing boats to transfer goods and he can collect money. Why not?
But now he needs to invest in purchasing a cargo ship, and it is still a large amount of money, so Mike has to think about it.
"Recently, there is news from across the sea that the Greybean Empire is adjusting tariffs. The profits from continuing this business may not be guaranteed. Maybe we need to change the smuggling categories."
Mike's considerations were also recognized by Will.
"Of course I understand your concerns, but no matter what business we want to do, we need a ship!"
Victor sat quietly with a frown on his face, watching the two people in front of him continue to discuss, while his own mind kept thinking about the more than 100,000 francs to buy the boat.
If he needs to spend all his wealth to buy a ship, the risk is too great.
Currently, their most profitable business is selling the Zealot Fire sent by Abigail, but that kind of business may only be done once in this life, otherwise two more incomes will be enough to buy a boat.
Just when Mike and Will were chatting animatedly, Victor suddenly stood up and took off the coat on the hanger behind him.
"Mr. Victor! Are you leaving?" Will was very surprised and had a premonition that something was not going to happen. What he needed most now was the boss's support.
Victor coughed twice, but still looked weak: "I have to think more about this matter..."
"I'm willing to spend all my money!" Will couldn't wait, "but I know it's not enough and I need you to get involved!"
Victor glanced at him, still thinking that he was too eager and still couldn't calm down.
"Maybe... we can think about Secred's internal business, such as... building more pharmacies and selling more 'medical alcohol'."
Unless selling private liquor directly, selling alcoholic beverages through pharmacies alone has limits on after-tax profits and output, which will definitely not satisfy Will's thirst for wealth.
He gritted his teeth and once again persuaded Victor to think about it.
However, the latter ignored him, took off his cane, said hello and goodbye to Mike, and left the gathering place of the Cambino family alone.
Watching the carriage leave downstairs, Will gritted his teeth angrily.
He turned to Mike, who was still smoking a cigar, and said, "Eurogus Grant! I will never let that guy go!"
Mike was shocked by Will's sudden murderous intent. He recalled the name and remembered that it was a guy who worked for the East-West General Railway Company, and his identity might be a member of the board of directors.
It was he who brought Will the steel smuggling trade business.
Listening to Will's tone, Mike realized that this guy might have discovered some secret recently.
Before he could ask, Will explained directly: "That's the guy who betrayed me to Is Ben."
"Oh? Are you sure?" Mike was really surprised.
"I have recently secretly tested many people in the Rockefeller Company and also inquired within the Huimin Chamber of Commerce. I found that no one else would betray me except him. Only he has the chance! He disclosed my plan to me in advance.
Is Ben made that old bastard on guard, and that's why I accidentally fell into that guy's hands..."
Mike interrupted Will and asked him: "But why did Urugus do that? What good does it do him to kick us out?"
"I don't know, but I guess he, like Is Ben, wants to continue to squeeze my profits, divide my share into three parts, and give it to you, Is Ben and him each have one share... Yes, no
Wrong, what they don’t need is me, not you, the boss of the Cambino family!”
Will gradually lost control of his emotions as he spoke. He covered his forehead and turned from anger to sadness.
"I can't...I won't be on an equal footing with you and Mr. Victor. Without you, I am nothing...Mr. Victor has an official background and is more powerful. He is terrifying and unfathomable, and you, you are the White Hand
The boss is the underground emperor of Renekton. In front of you, I can only be an errand boy...a little person who doesn't get respect and attention..."
Mike frowned. He stared at Will on the balcony, giving up on himself. He could only shake his head and sigh: "If you always look upward, you will never find peace. Sometimes try to look at those people behind you.
The servants who serve you, the consumptive laborers in the wool mills, the farmers pioneering in the east..."
I don’t know if Will listened, but his expression was still tense and helpless.
"This matter is not over yet... Mr. Mike, I will definitely make that guy pay the price!"