A few days later, Jerry was successfully transferred to the position of Director of the Anti-Organism and Narcotics Division of the General Administration, and with his recommendation, Duke also took office as the Director of the Inglewood Branch.
This incident had almost no impact on the Black Rabbit Gang.
After unifying the entire Inglewood district, the Black Rabbit Gang's turnover in the first month reached 6 million US dollars, and it is sure to increase in the future.
In the past, when the gang’s monthly income was low, they could just use cash.
Later, as the gang's income increased, Reeves specifically found a local financial company to cooperate in money laundering, but he had to pay a 15% handling fee to the financial company each time, and also had to pay 18%-20% federal tax.
Now that income is getting higher and higher, this money is also a huge expense.
It was all hard-earned money, and Reeves certainly didn't want to hand it all over to the federal government. He had to think of a reliable way to launder the gang's income safely and economically.
Ribs called all the gang leaders to the gang's lair to discuss how to launder money.
But these people in the gang all came from the streets, have little education, and understand nothing about finance and money laundering.
Everyone was talking at once, but no one could get to the point.
At this time, Ao Guanhai was still smart. He said, "Boss, I have an idea. I don't know if I should tell you."
"Go ahead! Say whatever you want to say, everyone can speak freely!" Reeves replied.
"I think we could consult Frank about money laundering," Ao Guanhai said. "He used to be the behind-the-scenes boss of the Hell's Angels and is also a fund manager. He must be very experienced in money laundering."
Sure enough, someone immediately stood up to object, saying, "We're the largest gang in Inglewood, and we're asking a defeated enemy for advice. How shameful!"
"Frank is nothing! Is it his turn to meddle in our gang's affairs?"
Ribs raised his hand and everyone suddenly quieted down.
"Well, Ao Guanhai's idea is good! We can indeed listen to Frank." Reeves affirmed: "But there is no need to ask him for advice. If he doesn't say anything, just beat him up!"
After finishing speaking, Reeves said to one of his younger brothers, "Go, bring Frank here!"
After a while, two younger brothers brought Frank into the room and placed him on the middle chair.
Frank looked at the dozen or so pairs of eyes around him, all looking at him coldly. He thought the Black Rabbit Gang was going to publicly execute him, and he was so scared that he begged for mercy repeatedly:
"Brothers! Brothers! If you have something to say, please talk it over nicely! There's no need to kill me, just spare my life! At least I can still be a cleaner and clean the toilet for you!"
This sentence made everyone in the Black Rabbit Gang burst into laughter.
"Don't be afraid, Frank. We won't kill you today!" Reeves also smiled and signaled his younger brother to untie Frank.
Frank sat in the chair, rubbing his wrist, looking at the laughing crowd around him in confusion.
"Frank! We have something to ask you today!" Ribs said, "If you answer honestly, we'll give you an extra ten minutes of exercise time every day. How about that?"
"Okay, okay! No problem, just ask whatever you want!" Frank replied immediately.
"Um."
Ribs asked, "How did you launder money when you were the boss of the Hell's Angels?"
Frank was stunned. He looked at Reeves, then at the people around him, and roughly guessed what these people wanted to do.
"Money laundering is easy!" Frank said. "You can start a construction company, run an underground bank, or make some art or cryptocurrency..."
Reeves thought about it and realized that these methods were the money laundering methods used by the financial company they had cooperated with before. They were rather complicated to operate and they had to pay a lot of money to the partners, so it was not worth it.
"Is there any other way?" Ribs asked, "It's safer and something our gang can do ourselves."
At this point, Frank knew his life was no longer in danger. He rolled his eyes and said, "Of course there's another way. If I tell you, can you give me an extra chicken drumstick every day?"
This Frank is indeed a businessman. He never forgets to make some profit for himself no matter what he does.
Libus was too lazy to argue with him: "Just tell me first, I want to hear if your opinion is useful. If it is adopted, I can give you a chicken drumstick."
"well!"
Frank immediately spoke up, "Actually, the best way to launder money is to open a casino! No matter how dirty your money is, as long as you enter the casino and exchange it for chips, and then go around and come out, it's clean money!"
No one else present had ever thought of the idea of opening a casino.
Ribs looked at Ao Guanhai, the butcher, and the surrounding small leaders and asked, "How about it? What do you think of this method?"
The people in the room whispered and discussed for a while, and finally agreed that opening a casino was a good idea.
In 2019, the Illinois State Assembly passed the Gambling Expansion Act, allowing new casinos to be built in Chicago and liberalizing the sports betting industry. Opening casinos is a completely legal and compliant industry in Chicago.
Ribs also thought that opening a casino was a good idea, as it could not only launder money but also make money.
"Okay! Frank, what you said is of some use!" Reeves said, "From now on, you will be given 15 minutes of fresh air time every day, plus a chicken drumstick!"
Unexpectedly, Frank said, "Although opening a casino to launder money is simple, there is one thing that is very difficult!"
"What's the difficulty?" asked Ribs.
"In Chicago, it's not easy to get a permit to open a casino! You have to have connections," Frank said. "I have experience in this field, and I can help you with it."
Of course, Reeves knew what Frank was thinking and replied directly, "Don't worry about that. I have my own way of getting the casino permit."
After saying that, he asked his younger brother to drag Frank back to the basement.
After the last fight with the Hell's Angels, the butcher had a limp in one leg and now had to rely on crutches to move around. He was no longer suited to the gang life of fighting and killing.
It happened that a casino was about to be opened this time, so Ribs walked up to the butcher and said, "Hey, buddy, once the casino opens, I'll let you manage it, how about that?
The butcher forced himself to stand up on one leg and said dissatisfiedly, "Boss! Are you disgusted by my uselessness? Managing a casino? What's the point of settling accounts all day? I want to conquer the world with my fellows!"
"Don't underestimate this casino! If it becomes popular, we can make a lot more money than selling goods on the street!" Reeves said, "Buddy! I trust you. I feel at ease leaving this matter to you!"
After hearing this, the butcher agreed and said, "Okay! Since you said so, big brother! Then I have no complaints!"
"Okay! I'll get the casino permits as soon as possible, and you pick a good location! Our Black Rabbit Gang's casino can't be worse than others. If we're going to open it, let's open it in a grand manner! For the decoration, refer to Caesars Palace Casino in Las Vegas! And put a golden tree in the center of the hall!"
The butcher agreed energetically, "Okay, don't worry, Boss! Leave this to me! I'll make sure everything is handled clearly for us!"
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