America 1979

Chapter 32

The accountant who was selected muttered a few words, but the bald man immediately scolded him. After the two talked a few words, the former subdued and immediately began to clear the things on the table.

The bald man turned around and smiled at Anthony, who was in charge, and said, "Sir, he will pack up right away, and he will follow the boss 24 hours before he finishes his work. Please wait for a while before he can leave."

After finishing speaking, he also gave Bill a smiling face.

Although he didn't know what this place was for, Bill guessed that these people should serve the black and gray industry, so their attitude was quite good.

The selected person's name was Fu Chen. After explaining his work to his companions, he went out through another door for a while, and when he came back, he was carrying a package, with the words of helplessness forced by life written all over his face.

The three of them left the same passage again, and Anthony drove first. Although he really wanted the accountant to drive, he didn't know the character of this accountant for the time being, so he dared not hand over the steering wheel.

Fu Chen sat in the back row, and Bill was also arranged by his cousin to sit in the back, just in case.

Fu Chen sighed and muttered a few words from time to time along the way, and the longer the car traveled, the more resentment in his mouth became.

"My old mother, what's the matter!"

Bill kept pretending that he didn't understand Chinese, and when Fu Chen's negative energy overflowed and affected him, he had to find a way to stop it.

"Ghost gave you money, what complaints do you have?" Mr. Ferrari said in awkward Chinese.

I haven't spoken Chinese for a long time, and this body has never spoken it before, which makes Bill's words sound very accented.

But it was shocking enough, Fu Chen almost screamed like he saw a real ghost, his chest puffed up and then retracted, and it took a while for him to return to normal.

During this process, Anthony looked in the rearview mirror and found that there was nothing serious, but the accountant was frightened, so he asked, "What did you say that made him react so violently?"

"A sentence of Chinese, taught by a foreign language teacher, is enough to frighten these ethnic Chinese."

Bill babbled.

Fu Chen didn't dare to refute, thinking that he had said a lot of unfriendly words earlier, his expression immediately turned bad.

This is an Italian gang, and it won't be good to offend them.

So from then on, Fu Chen began to huddle beside the car door, not daring to say a word, for fear that the people next to him would understand.

In the second half of the return trip, another driver was replaced, Bill was in the driver's seat, and the other two sat in the back row.

"By the way, cousin, can you make an appointment with your boss for me, tomorrow or Sunday the day after tomorrow. I have something to ask him."

After driving for a while, Bill began to plan to make money.

The first step is naturally to find the partner behind Anthony, and it seems that only this person has the strength to get a lot of cash at the moment.

After that, it’s a step by step process. If the boss wants any mortgage, Bill decides to put his uncle’s house on it, or he can put his brokerage rights on Bill’s future rugby career. In a word, get legal money first. .

"Why are you looking for him? You don't think I have a promising future, but you also want to join the gang!"

The cousin's inexplicable words made Anthony feel a sense of crisis.

"I want to talk to him about a business. When he takes over the bank, the sooner the better." Bill replied.

In fact, there is no need to wait for the boss to take charge of the casino, as long as he can come up with laundered cash, tens of thousands of dollars are within Bill's acceptance range.

Although he also wanted to earn as much as possible, but in the current situation, earning something is enough.

"Bank? Business? What do you want to do?" Anthony became more and more confused.

He felt that since his cousin, who had dropped out of school for two years, returned to school, he couldn't read it.

It's like a different person.

"It's just business. Didn't you always say that your Camorra is a businessman? I want to do a big business with your boss and tell him that this time he can earn [-] to [-] dollars, which is better than selling fans." Much easier."

The more Bill talked, the more vigorous he became. The prerequisite for convincing others is convincing himself. Now he feels that as long as he can get the money, he can get double the money from silver futures.

"A business of ten or twenty thousand dollars..." Anthony questioned, "Then why didn't you come to me first? Did you think I couldn't do it? You have that news channel to make money..."

Bill interrupted his cousin forcefully, "Just go and make an appointment with your boss. I will explain the risks and rewards to him clearly."

Anthony agreed after muttering a few words in Italian, "I will tell him tonight, if I go home and sleep, you will know the result tomorrow morning."

The two agreed on this matter. During this process, Fu Chen who was sitting in the back row did not make a sound.

It was past eleven o'clock near home, and after Anthony put Bill off the car, he drove the accountant to the gang station by himself.

Mr. Ferrari took a deep breath before walking home slowly. Although he knew that he could make money from silver, the uncertainty of borrowing money and the details of subsequent operations made him anxious.

He was destined to sleep badly that night, and cousin Anthony didn't even come home to sleep.

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"Come in, let's go see the boss." After greeting the two strong men at the gate, Anthony said to his cousin.

It was Sunday afternoon, and Bill finally got Anthony's approval letter this morning, and learned that the partner wanted to meet him to see how he could make a quick $[-] to $[-].So at the appointed time, he came to the gang resident.

After going through two or three indoor checkpoints and being searched three times, they finally came to the boss's office on the third floor.

This is just the right room, with bookshelves full of books, a neat large desk, a small coffee table for guests, and a double sofa in the right positions. The huge shutters make the room well lit, and there is no Bill in the whole room. The imaginary miasma, not even the smell of tobacco.

The partner sitting behind the desk is a rather sturdy middle-aged Italian male with a serious expression, and his eyes reveal three points of determination, four points of stubbornness, and five points of fierceness.

At first glance, Bill felt that this man was not easy to talk to.

"Please sit down!" After waving his subordinate Anthony to go out, the partner asked Bill to sit down and discuss business.

"What business are you talking about?" the boss asked.

So straight to the point, Bill didn't say the words he had prepared. He thought that he would remember the friendship with the boss first, as he did in the opening of "The Godfather".

"You lend me 20 legal spare money that can be circulated in the bank. After four months, I will repay you the principal and sufficient interest."

Bill didn't talk nonsense, and directly explained his intentions.

These words made the big guy burst into a chuckle, and he leaned back, leaning his feet on the expensive desk.

"I thought it was some new business I hadn't seen before! Boy, if it's just borrowing money, you don't have to ask your brother to find me like this. You can find him to do this. Although the things you want to mortgage Just a little more."

Bill noticed that the big brother's leather shoes were shiny, and even the soles were very clean.

Facing the boss' refusal, he quickly came up with a new reason.

"You may not have heard clearly, the interest I pay back is all clean and legal money."

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