Everyone started chattering.
"Boss, our shipments are so large now that it's a waste to always buy from Mexicans! We should expand into Mexico and open up the upstream and downstream supply chains!"
"Boss, we're buying hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of guns every month! All the profits go to the gun dealers. We should find a way to develop the gun business, explore some new business models, and form a closed loop for our industry!"
"Boss, I think we should focus on vertical fields, align granularity with users, and develop more new products to meet the diverse needs of users!"
......
What these people said made sense. Reeves nodded in appreciation. It seemed that Ao Guanhai had indeed recruited a lot of talents for the gang!
However, the opinion that Ribbs wanted to hear most was Heisenberg's.
After all, this person is a real doer. Even if others talk big, it will not have any practical effect.
Ribs looked at the chemistry teacher Heisenberg sitting in the back, only to see him silently eating the steak on the plate, with no intention of speaking.
"Mr. Heisenberg! Do you have any ideas about our future development?" Ribbs asked loudly.
"Oh, Boss, I don't have any ideas!" Heisenberg replied, "I've made enough money now. Boss, whatever you say, I'll do whatever you say!"
"Well, here's what I think," Ribs said. "Those special medicines you developed are quite profitable. How about we set up Black Rabbit Pharmaceuticals and have you manage it?"
Heisenberg replied with a look of horror: "This... I can't do this! I'm good at technology, but if you ask me to manage it, I can't do it at all!"
Libus said: "Hey, you can learn if you don't know how to do it! We have so many good friends to help you, so why worry about not being able to learn management?"
The guys around him all echoed, "That's right! Heisenberg, don't be scared! The boss trusts you, and everyone supports you!"
Seeing everyone's enthusiasm, Heisenberg gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay... Then I'll try! I'll try!"
"Hey, that's right!" Libus raised his glass and said, "Come on! Let's drink together, and let's become bigger and stronger in the future!"
The Black Rabbit Gang followed Ribs to the casino's banquet hall and partied all night long.
On the other side, in the castle of the Daly family estate.
Two old men, Daley Hertz and Daley Anderson, sat in front of the fireplace.
The flames from the fireplace danced on Dalyherz's gold-rimmed glasses. He took a sip of his whiskey. "The parliamentary election is over, right?"
"Well, it's over. Reeves was elected." Daley Anderson replied.
"This Reeves is really good... I didn't expect him to be able to defeat the Republican Graver."
"You still have the mood to praise him?" Daley Anderson loosened his tie. "For the first time in twenty years, an independent has been elected to the City Council. He bought all those damn poor votes."
"Brother, we've lived for so long, it's become boring," Dalyhearts said. "Isn't it great to have an opponent like this? Playing with him is a good way to have some fun."
"Well, that's true. Who can understand the loneliness of our Daley family's invincibility?" Daley Anderson said while smoking a cigar.
The two old men chatted for a while, and then a thin, stern-looking middle-aged man walked in: "Sir, are you looking for me?"
"Vincent, how's the investigation going?" asked Dalyhertz.
Vincent habitually licked his lower lip with the tip of his tongue, adjusted the collar of his windbreaker, and replied, "I've checked everything."
"Scarface, the boss of the Supervisor Gang, is the youngest son of the former Roy family. He provided all the materials for Ribs."
"And there's Irene from the Windy City Truth News Network. She's investigated our family before, and this time she helped Ribbs deal with Graves."
"Where's Booth? What's he doing?" asked Daley Anderson.
"There's no confirmed news yet, but I heard that he's planning to completely clean up the Black Rabbit Gang and set up a security company."
"Well, it seems that this kid is quite ambitious and is becoming more and more interesting." Daley Anderson said meaningfully.
"Do you want me to take action and kill him directly?" Vincent asked coldly, without a trace of fluctuation in his tone.
Vincent was born during a period of power transition in the Daly family.
One night when he was 14, he hid behind an oak wine cabinet and witnessed the entire process of his parents being murdered through a crystal decanter.
Then the Anderson and Hertz brothers rescued him and sent him to the training base: Yakutsk "Prison Zero" (the former KGB special operations training center)
There, he received five years of horrific agent training.
Vincent can dig out the heart of a frozen brown bear for dinner with his bare hands and carve Morse code into a reindeer skull with an ice pick.
In the end, he killed 60 of his companions, survived alone, and passed the graduation assessment of "Prison Zero".
After returning to Chicago, Vincent helped the two brothers eliminate all opponents in the family, and the two brothers successfully took control of the entire family.
Vincent was extremely thin, with a KGB agent's iconic tattoo faintly visible on the left side of his neck. There was only a jagged notch left on the lobe of his left ear, which was bitten off by his opponent when his life was at stake.
"Vincent, don't make any move yet. Let us two brothers play with Reeves first." Dalyherz said with interest.
Vincent nodded, turned and left the room.
"OK, how do you want to play bro?" Daley Anderson asked.
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