"How's it going? Are there any difficulties with the new batch of goods?" In the restaurant, Josie asked Lyndon Schneider sitting next to him.
The appointed time has not actually arrived yet, but both of them work in offices, so they will naturally arrive earlier for meetings or other gatherings.
The same cannot be said for Dix. As the Blackwater Gang's sphere of influence continues to expand, they are often traveling around the world and will not stay in Chicago for a long time.
Now he is also a trapeze artist.
Arriving later is normal.
As for Chief Dietrich... No, thanks to Josi, he has now become the district police commissioner from the chief, which is equivalent to the branch chief. This status is not suitable for him to appear frequently.
In this restaurant, unless Josie feels it is necessary, the other party rarely participates in meetings with several people.
"Most of them are fine, but those industrial equipment and chickens need a little time." Lyndon Schneider replied. Although he was surprised why Josie suddenly wanted some chickens, he was too sensible to ask, let alone
Jue felt that this request violated the rules that Qiao Xi had previously set for the Blackwater Gang.
Since the Pearl Harbor incident, except for a few Akita dogs or Madonnas, no American citizen has treated a chicken as a human being. Immigrants from other Asian countries even hate chickens... During this period, Asians
The United States has always been relatively discriminated against, and Foot Pot Chicken has directly brought this situation to a peak with its own efforts.
Not to mention that in Asia at this time, people in other countries didn’t take the chicken in the eyes, and the chicken in the chicken never repented. Let’s not mention the ghost toilets. Places like Hashima, which are inhumane, are in the 21st century.
The chickens actually tried to apply for it to be a world heritage site. This shows that this race does not regard themselves as human beings.
Therefore, Qiao Xi did not have any psychological pressure at all to extradite part of the chicken to Yuri.
"It's no problem. Don't be too anxious about time. Just take your time. Have you received any other good products?" Qiao Xi nodded and then asked.
"There is indeed a rather special batch of goods. They are a batch of m1897s used for military training in the early years. I wonder if you are interested, boss." Lyndon Schneider nodded.
"A shotgun? That's not interesting." When he heard the m1897, the first thing that came to mind was the Winchester m1897. He couldn't help but shake his head. This thing is only used for trench warfare. The range is so short. For power,
It really doesn’t mean much when it comes to traveling around the world.
"Ahem, boss, it's not a shotgun, it's a cannon, Miss France!" Seeing that Josie might have misunderstood, Lyndon Schneider hurriedly reminded him.
Hearing the name Miss France, Josie's eyes immediately lit up.
It turns out that Lyndon Schneider was talking about the m1897 75mm produced by the French Schneider Company... Hey, this manufacturer is actually Schneider's own company.
But this is not the point.
The key point is this gun. For Xia people, there is another more famous name - the Second Battalion Commander's Italian gun.
However, although this gun is very famous and was widely equipped by various countries during World War I, there is an unavoidable fact that in the late period of World War I, this gun could no longer keep up with the times.
After World War I, this gun was directly eliminated and was either dismantled or sold to Asia.
Only the United States, which had previously pursued isolationism, retained many French ladies for training before entering the war.
As the industrial potential of the United States exploded after the outbreak of the war, the U.S. military has basically been equipped with various more advanced artillery. Naturally, these old French ladies have lost their use.
But Josie doesn't mind it.
This kind of light field artillery is backward, but light and easy to transport, and has good attack capabilities, which is very suitable for Daenerys.
Especially recently, Daenerys has almost recuperated, officially landed on Dragonstone, and is preparing to fully march into Westeros. This batch of artillery was sold to her, whether it is used to attack the city or to attack the White Walkers.
It's very useful.
"That is indeed a good thing. How many doors are there? Are there enough cannonballs?" Josie asked.
"There are two hundred guns in total, but the number of shells is indeed not very large. The average number of shells per gun is less than five, and they are basically high-explosive shells and shrapnel shells." Lyndon Schneider said.
The basic number of U.S. artillery is fifty rounds.
That is to say, each gun has an average of nearly 250 rounds of shells available.
In Europe, this amount would be on the scale of a local conflict, but for Daenerys, it was enough to overcome the obstacles in the entire Westeros.
"Okay, contact the seller. The price is very low. Once it's done, we'll arrange a warehouse and I'll send someone to transport it." Qiao Xi nodded and made up his mind.
Lyndon Schneider naturally had no objection, let alone asked how Qiao Xi was lucky.
Both he and Dix knew that Josie had an elusive "transportation team" in his hands.
After a while, Dix also arrived, and beside him was Goss, who was now regarded as the third person in the Blackwater Gang.
"Sorry boss, I'm late!" After Dix arrived, he greeted Josie politely as before.
This attitude made Qiao Xi very appreciative.
"It's okay, it's just that we're early. Come and sit down. I've heard that those Italians are restless again?" Josie waved his hand, motioning for the other person to sit down, and then poured him a glass of his favorite cup.
Homegrown Kentucky Bourbon.
"Yes, the problem mainly lies in New York. Those families have hired a group of Jews. It is difficult for the Irish gangs there to break their blockade." Dix took the wine and took a sip.
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"Tsk, it's the Jews again. It's really hard to clean up." Josie couldn't help but shook his head after hearing this. Although Jews are annoying, you have to admit that these guys are indeed resilient.
"Fortunately, the overall problem is not big. Their influence is basically suppressed in New York State. The mafia in other places, including Philadelphia and Atlantic City, have begun to gradually move closer to us, because with us, more
You can make money," Dix said with a smile.
"This is a good thing. It's all about making money, and it's not shabby. But you have to pay attention to information security and don't trust them too much. Otherwise, when the day comes when you can't help them make money anymore, you will be the first person they want to kill." Qiao Xi
He took a bite of the cookie that Anna had sent before and said.
He wasn't surprised that Italians from some areas would approach Dix.
Just like when the Italians suppressed the Irish before, many Irish gangs would defect to the Italians. After all, they are all lower-class ethnic groups and are prejudiced against each other, but they are not to the point of getting rid of them quickly. Everything is still the same.
Put profit first.
"By the way, boss, with the expansion of the Blackwater Gang's power, the gang now has a lot more business. Do you think you are interested?" Dix nodded and then asked.
"Well, haven't I told you before that I have no interest in gang business. Except for some goods, all the interests of your other businesses belong to you," Qiao Xi said.
"Hey, boss, don't refuse in a hurry, I'm talking about serious industries!" Dix chuckled.
"Ha... look at your wretched look, can you be in a serious industry?" Josie joked, and then laughed together with Lyndon Schneider beside her.
"No, boss, I'm serious." Seeing that Qiao Xi didn't believe it, the two-meter tall man became a little anxious.
"Okay, okay, no more joking, you say it, you say it!" When Qiao Xi saw this, he immediately stopped.
"I currently own two Hollywood film companies, part of the Blue Broadcasting Network, a newspaper, and three factories. In addition, I plan to get involved in Las Vegas." Dix said slowly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Josie and Lyndon Schneider staring at him with wide eyes.