Red Dead Redemption, I Build an Umbrella Company

Looking at the box that was pushed in front of him, Arthur did not take it, but fell into a silence.

Because he knew what Chen Xu meant by the so-called news.

It was as if Brontë investigated and knew that they had something to do with Chen Xu.

Chen Xu was not surprised to know that Brontë had contacted them.

It’s just this news.

“Lady Marylington, I have something I want to talk to Arthur, can I please give me a favor.” Chen Xu looked at Arthur, who was entangled, and brought the wine glass in his hand to Marirington.

“Of course… Of course. After a slight hesitation, Marirington glanced at Arthur beside her, nodded, stood up, and walked towards the outside of the house.

When the other party left the room and closed the door, Chen Xu got up and refilled the wine in the glass.

“Arthur, you know, I will not do anything to you, but Brontë is my enemy.” Chen Xu looked at Arthur and said with a serious face.

For Ducky, he wasn’t really worried.

But Brontë, who has been on guard against doing things, is a very tiring thing.

“And it’s not a good choice to work with Brontë, he’s a cunning and ruthless guy who just wants to take advantage of your 450s.” Chen Xu said towards Arthur.

“I know, and so does Ducky.” Arthur couldn’t help but speak.

Even because he concealed Chen Xu’s affairs, his relationship with Daqi seemed to have changed subtly.

Even if everything the gang has experienced under the leadership of Daqi seems to show that Daqi’s original argument with Chen Xu is wrong.

But after years of friendship, Arthur couldn’t help but defend Ducky.

“Ducky will not directly help Brontë deal with you, I can guarantee this, even if there is a real action, I will not sit idly by.” Arthur also said towards Chen Xu with a serious face.

That’s what he really said.

If Brontë wanted them to deal with Chen Xu, then Arthur would definitely not agree.

“Of course I believe it, but sometimes it is not for you to decide whether to deal with us or not.” Chen Xu looked at Arthur and shook his head slightly.

He knew Arthur thought so.

But the key point is that they have no way to see a higher level of the game.

Like Dach, he always held the old West philosophy.

In his perception, whether it was the Federation, Cornwall, or Brontë, or even the Gray family.

In fact, they are no different from the western gangsters of the past.

It’s just a bigger gang.

And as the boss of the Vanderlinder gang, he also considered himself to be equal with Cornwall, Brontë, and even the Confederation.

So when he approached the Gray family and Brontë, he put himself on an equal footing and wanted to negotiate with the other party.

But unexpectedly, others did not take him seriously at all.

“Sometimes even a small thing that seems to have nothing to do with us can become a fatal handle.” Chen Xu didn’t mind explaining more things to Arthur.

After all, he needed to hear some of Brontë’s movements from Arthur’s side, even if they were insignificant.

After all, even now it seems that he has made a lot of movements.

Examples include the feminist movement, such as the coverage of the alcohol and tobacco market, and now the second-hand trading business.

But after all, he was only a newcomer in St. Denis.

This is not Valentine, his energy is not so great.

But Brontë was different, operating for many years in Saint-Denis.

Whether it’s underage street boys, or black markets, casinos, and other places.

All let Brontë be better than Chen Xu in intelligence information.

For example, the news that Brontë contacted Arthur and them (CGFC) was not heard by Chen Xu himself.

It was Henri Lemieux, a temporary ally of his own people, who came to remind him of it.

“To be honest, I don’t understand, but Ducky is ready to help Brontë do something recently.” Arthur shook his head and hesitated slightly, finally deciding to tell what had happened before.

After all, in his opinion, he was more willing to believe Chen Xu than that Brontë.

At least the other party saved him twice.

“What’s going on?” Chen Xu put down the wine glass in his hand and asked.

“He asked us to deal with some grave robbers and said to try our skills, but more I don’t know, Ducky didn’t let me participate in this operation.” Arthur did not hide the direct passage, and at the same time was a little lost.

“Looks like Ducky has a little opinion about you too?” Chen Xu said casually. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Listening to Chen Xu’s words, thinking of his previous performance in the camp, Arthur’s expression became a little low.

However, Chen Xu didn’t have the heart to pay attention to Arthur’s expression.

He thought more about why Brontë wanted Ducky and them to deal with the tomb robbers.

This plot actually appeared in the game, when the members of the Fan gang found Brontë in order to save Little Jack.

The other party also asked Arthur and John to solve the tomb thieves, but the key is that Brontë really can’t help those tomb thieves?

Chen Xu doesn’t think so.

As for Brontë’s greed for money from grave thieves, he did not believe this.

The business that is not honorable, even if the moonshine business is destroyed because of Chen Xu’s intervention.

But whether it is gambling or lending, it is a profitable business.

It is also said that on the bright side, Brontë also has a lot of profitable industries.

The stolen money of tomb robbers can be a lot of money for ordinary people.

But for someone of Bronte’s level, it’s nothing at all.

This is reality not a game, why would Brontë let Ducky deal with the grave robbers, is it really just to try Ducky and their color?

Chen Xu sat on the chair and thought until his gaze swept out the window.

I saw in the direction of the warehouse, a horse-drawn carriage drove up, carrying some goods that had just been purchased in the city center.

With the help of workers, the goods are labelled and then sorted into categories and stored in the warehouse.

Get ready to send it to next week’s second-hand market in the city centre.

“So it is.” Chen Xu raised his eyebrows.

Now he probably understood what kind of little action Brontë was preparing to play when he asked Ducky to deal with the grave robbers.