industrial lord

Chapter 312 Construction Plan
Mafia looks to be in her early 40s now, with a rather heroic appearance, nearly 1.8 meters tall, with black curly hair tied into a bun behind her head, wearing a dark blue silk dress with a collar, cuffs and a wide skirt The sea waves are embroidered in light blue and white on the pendant, and the nails on the hand holding the ivory fan are painted black.

She looked around the reception room, and none of the gang bosses who were calling the shots on their respective grounds dared to look at her, and all lowered their heads, except for Frederick who shook his head slightly.

At this time, Frederick was like a firefly in the dark night, and suddenly attracted the attention of everyone in the Black Claw Gang, especially the tall girl with golden curly hair behind Mafia.

Most of the people here have black and brown hair, a few are dark blonde, and Frederick and Thalhov are the only ones with blonde hair and blue eyes. It's hard not to notice them.

Thalhov frowned, and then returned to his usual appearance.

Mafia calmly said to the guests as if she didn't see Frederick: "Brothers and sisters, please sit down."

Garcia and the others quickly sat down on the chairs at the round table by the wall. Each gang had its own table.

Frederick originally wanted to stand behind Garcia like a bodyguard, but she pulled him away and sat next to him as the second head.

In the evening, Frederick is going to seduce Talhov. He is a bodyguard, but that is Mafia's bodyguard. He has a high status in the world. If he shows himself as a bodyguard now, he will be poured into the bottom of the sea and no one will help him. say.

After everyone was seated, the servants brought a large glass of happy water to the guests.

Frederick curled his lips slightly, it was actually at room temperature, can you drink it?
He flicked the wall of the glass with his fingers, and the happy water in the glass suddenly turned into ice, so he picked it up and took a big sip.

This action is a bit unique. Others are bodyguards helping the boss to test drugs, but he is the only one who enjoys drinking.

Frederick finished his drink in a few sips, asked the servant to refill his glass, and smiled slightly at Tarkhov.

Mafia stood in the middle of the reception room and said to everyone: "Today I invite brothers and sisters to be guests. It has nothing to do with knives and blood, but a big event that can make money to tell you."

Like everyone else, Garcia was calm on the surface, but she was gnashing her teeth in her heart.

This is not the first time Mafia has said this. The last time she sold Wessen's canned food and juice production line.

It is true that opening a factory makes money, but the price Mafia sells equipment is five times that of Wessen State, and the most profitable northern sales channels are in her hands, and the products can only be sold to her at a relatively low price , Most of the money is earned by the Talon Gang.

Ma Feiya knew what these people were thinking, but she didn't care, she refused to admit that she had the ability to kill her.

At this time, a servant came in from the outside carrying a shelf with a map on it and put it behind her. It was a map of Citrus Island. Besides the terrain, there were larger towns and villages.

The island has been developed for thousands of years. Except for the dangerous terrain of the east-west mountain in the north and the volcano in the east of the mountain, most of the area has been opened up as farmland or orchard.

Now a thick red line on the map draws a circle along the seaside of the triangular island, and a line protrudes near the midpoint of each side to meet at the city near the center. All large towns are connected by this line .

These towns extend some thin lines, connecting the surrounding larger villages in series.

Frederick drank his second cup of happy water and nodded slightly. This is the railway planning map of Citrus Island. The thick main line uses steam locomotives, and the branch lines leading to the villages use horse-drawn trains.

The railway project here was promoted by Richard Nall, and the planning was too comprehensive, so it was a bit bloated and costly.

But Party A's mother agreed to such a plan, and Frederick couldn't say anything.

Mafia attached great importance to this project and explained it to everyone in person.

On the Citrus Island, the harvest time of citrus in each area is relatively concentrated every year, and timely transportation is a big problem.

Garcia, who has a cannery, will go to the orchard to sign a contract in July. The early-ripe orchard will ship the citrus in mid-September, and then the citrus that matures later in the other orchard will arrive in late September. This continued until late November.

If one orchard could not transport the citrus to the factory in time, and they would arrive together with the citrus from the next orchard, Frederick would be too busy peeling the tangerines until his hands smoked, let alone other people.

With the warm climate here, blue-gray mold will grow on the skin of the oranges after a long time, and the extracted penicillin has the characteristics of a broad-spectrum antibiotic.

At this time, the orchard can only default on the contract, sell the citrus cheaply, and lose a lot of money.

But all the bigwigs are thinking in their hearts, this also means that you, the old man, can also quickly send someone to kill me.

It used to take a few days to walk from Palermo City to Garcia's site, but now it takes less than a day, and there is no time to run with a bucket.

Frederick watched those bigwigs with great interest. Except for a few gangs outside the island, the bigwigs of the local gangs didn't look very good.

He drank the second glass of happy water, calculating in his mind how much manpower, material resources and time this project would require.

For such a large project, it would be unreasonable to just transport some citrus. The teacher should know this truth. Is there anything else to do?

After Mafia finished talking about the railway plan, she looked around the crowd with no expression on her face.

She was not with these people, but told them that there was such a thing.

Many of the bigwigs were pale, and they wanted to understand a very important thing.

Frederick smiled, and he understood.

To build a railway, we must first solve the land problem. Only with the consent of the landlord can there be land on which to build the railway.

Among so many people present, only Frederick and Thalhov are landowners, but one has a large territory, and the other has only a small village along the river.

Ma Feiya is not a landlord either, just like other gangsters, she is just the agent of the landlord.

She has now made public the plan for the construction of the railway, indicating that she has obtained the approval of the local landowner, the royal family of the King of Sardinia.

So Mafia left after telling her about it, ignoring other people's reactions at all.

After all the members of the Black Claw Gang had left, Garcia and many big bosses glanced at an old man sitting in the middle from the corner of their eyes.

The old man just nodded slightly.

There is no way to discuss it now, since the initiator of the action nodded, let's continue.

Anyone can see that if the railway is repaired to the door of the house, it means that the hands of the Black Claw Gang have reached out to the house, and there is no need to think about what will happen next.

As for Frederick, he was thinking about the main course for dinner tonight.

(End of this chapter)