A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 467 We
"Why didn't you tell us you were here? Why did you come?"

Facing Fleur's inquiry, Luciano took off his coat, pulled out a chair for himself at the table, sat down and said:
"Business matters, why else would I come to this damn place."

Hearing that Luciano had business to discuss with him, Fleur LS shouted to his man who was reading the newspaper to go to the door and watch to prevent others from coming in.

Luciano patted his suit and said to FL:

"Let me ask you a question first, do you have other sources of goods besides Thompson?"

"Of course, it's not difficult for us."

Fleur gestured to Mickey on his side and continued:
"The source of supply is the starting point of our liquor business. Mickey was Thompson's partner before and provided him with some homemade moonshine."

"Before?"

"Yes, before those damn prohibition agents destroyed our factory, before Thompson gave up on Jimmy and chose a black man to be a partner." Fleur LS said angrily.

"Did you do that black man who was hanged?"

Luciano suddenly remembered Rothstein's questioning on the phone and the news he had heard.

Fleur LS's younger brother said:
"Originally, it was the black man named Chaoqi who was going to be hanged, but it was night. You know, the wrong person was sitting in the right car. To be honest, many times, I couldn't tell the difference between those black people. What is the difference in appearance between them..."

Flurry caught him, and then said to Luciano:

"If you are interested in this business, it just so happens that we need money now. Do you want to invest?"

"Sounds good. Is almost three thousand dollars enough?"

After hearing the amount Luciano said, Mickey, who was in charge of himself, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the table, chewed them, and said:
"That's not enough. The capital required for this business is not a small amount."

Luciano ignored Mitch's words, but looked straight at FLS who was calling the shots and said:

"You know you still owe Mr. Rothstein a favor, right?"

"This is Atlantic City. I guess it's not your turn to take charge here, right? They came here from Philadelphia voluntarily." Mickey interjected.

At this time, Lansky, who saw something was wrong in the atmosphere, spoke.

"I wonder if you have noticed the price of gas? Last week it was eighteen to twenty dollars a gallon..."

"Who is this Jew?" one of FLS's cousins ​​asked, looking at Luciano impatiently.

"My name is Meyer Lansky, I think I just introduced myself." Lansky said helplessly.

Luciano emphasized again with a serious expression:
"I told you, he is my friend."

This statement is an endorsement of Lansky. There is no way to make most people dislike Jews, especially a powerless Jew.

"As I said, gas prices drive America..."

"Once you get the bootlegging, you have to find a way to get rid of it, right." Luciano did not let Lansky continue his long speech, but chose the clearest and most straightforward way of expression.

"You build breweries, warehouses for storage, give benefits to police officers and politicians."

Lansky quickly understood Luciano's plan, so he continued:
"Bottles, labels, shipping boxes, all these things. If you want to run a good business, three thousand dollars is not enough."

After listening to what Lansky and Luciano said, LS and the others were a little confused for a moment. They were the ones who proposed three thousand at the beginning, and now they are the ones who say it is not enough. What do they want to say?
"So what do you want to say? Does Rothstein want to allocate funds to assist us?" Fletcher asked directly.

"Why not? As long as you show him your abilities, FLS, Rothstein is never stingy with useful people."

Seeing the fish take the bait, Luciano continued in an inciting tone: "Do you know Steinman Bank?"

"which hotel?"

"No, it's a casino, Thompson's Casino. Listen, I've noticed that every Saturday when they close, they take almost $15 in cash out of the teller."

Luciano's words successfully attracted the attention of everyone present.

"Are you suggesting we go on a robbery spree?"

"Yes, you are very smart, kid." After praising FLS's cousin, Luciano continued:
"We will discuss the details later. First, [-]% will go to Rothstein, and we will use the other [-]% as start-up capital for the next step. How about that?"

"Us?" Flurry leaned sideways on his chair and looked at Luciano carefully.

Finally, after looking at each other and smiling, Fleur took hold of Luciano's extended hand.

……

"Eli, I have to go out for a while. I will leave it to you to deal with the matters in the next few days. Do you have any questions?"

Thompson had actually already explained everything, but before setting off to visit Arthur Morgan, he reminded him again:

"Everything just follows the usual practice. You only need to sit in my office and deal with some emergencies. Any problems can be postponed until I come back. If not, you can call me on the phone number I left."

"I know, let's go, I can do it." Eli said impatiently.

Although Thompson glanced at his brother with disdain, besides not believing in his brother's ability, he still believed in his brother's loyalty. After all, blood can always be relied on.

So, without saying anything more, Thompson took his old butler Eddie into the car and set off for the train station.

……

"Ah, Mr. Thompson, I've known you for a long time." Arthur shook hands with Thompson politely, and then introduced him to Senator Harry next to him.

"I am, Mr. Morgan." After the courtesy, Thompson looked at Senator Harry and said:
"I originally thought I would see you at the beginning of the conference."

"Mr. Thompson, while I know you are supporting Wood, I would strongly advise you to consider Harding."

Seeing Harry and Thompson chatting about the election as soon as they met, Arthur motioned to the butler to pour tea and said with a smile:

"Gentlemen, I thought you were all here to visit me?"

"Ah, I'm very sorry, Mr. Morgan, please forgive the nature of politicians like us, who always like to seize every opportunity to trade and talk."

Listening to the straightforward way Harry spoke in front of Arthur, Thompson understood that the relationship between them was probably very close.

"Are you thinking that Senator Harry and I must be very close?"

"..." Thompson was stunned. He didn't expect Arthur to express his thoughts so directly.

Under normal circumstances, even if you guessed this kind of thing, you wouldn't say it directly, right?

"Don't be surprised, Mr. Thompson. After all, I am not young anymore. Talking in roundabout ways is a waste of time for people of my age. You know, I don't have much time, right? ? Haha.”

As he said that, Arthur laughed first, while Harry apologized and said that Arthur was joking again.

"However, since I heard you talk about these two, Harding and Wood, I would like to hear your opinions. After all, because my daughter is running for election, I have learned a lot about it, but in the end, it is still not as good as You are here to be professional.”

(End of this chapter)