Raymond looked up and saw the middle-aged man, and called out, "Oh! Heisenberg, you're here! Come and sit down!"
Then he moved his butt and made room for the middle-aged man.
Director Michael kept holding the woman in his arms without raising his head.
Ribbs didn't know who this man was either. Raymond elbowed him and said, "This is Mr. Heisenberg. I must introduce him to you!"
Only then did Ribs turn around and look at the middle-aged man in front of him. He was wearing a maroon jacket with a plaid shirt underneath. He was thin and looked a little stiff sitting in the booth, somewhat out of tune with the others.
"Mr. Heisenberg! A chemistry teacher from Inglewood, Chicago!" Raymond paused and said, "He's the...um...technical advisor of our Python Gang!"
"Oh, I don't deserve it!"
Heisenberg waved his hands awkwardly, then asked timidly, "Raymond, what do you want me to do here?"
"Of course I'm here for something!" Raymond replied, "Our last collaboration failed! This time I'm planning a comeback, so you have to continue to cooperate with me!"
Heisenberg looked embarrassed: "What? You still want to continue making that special medicine 'Mint Candy'? Last time, your hideout was wiped out. Fortunately, my brothers were all dead, otherwise I would have been finished with you..."
"Hey! Last time was last time! This time is this time!"
Raymond said, "I've already dealt with the blood debt of that idiot second-in-command last time. This time, let's have our new second-in-command, Reeves, cooperate with you. There will definitely be no problem!"
After hearing what Raymond said, Reeves roughly understood.
The technology behind the "Mint Candy" project that Blood Debt was responsible for last time must have been provided by this chemistry teacher named Heisenberg.
It makes sense when you think about it. These gangsters definitely don't have the ability to develop any special drugs on their own! They must have someone behind the scenes guiding them.
As Raymond was talking, he put his arm around Ribs' shoulders and started touching him.
At this point, the footage shot by Reeves was enough to report Michael. After getting off the yacht, he would just go home and send the video to Jerry.
As long as Jerry takes action, not only Michael will be finished, but Raymond will also be finished.
Therefore, Reeves did not want to continue to tolerate this perverted Raymond, he shouted directly: "Fuck! The guy next to you feels much better than me!"
Raymond was stunned by this sudden remark. He didn't understand what Ribs meant.
"Don't just stand there, let's talk about it!" said Ribs.
"Oh! That's right!" Raymond came back to his senses and said, "Our last mint candy project was ruined by the blood debt! That project was very profitable! I asked Heisenberg to come here because I wanted you two to start that project again."
"Sure! No problem. Such a good thing must be restarted." Ribbs said, "Mr. Heisenberg, please leave your phone number! I'll contact you later!"
"Okay!" Heisenberg took out his cell phone and gave it to Ribbs, then said, "If everything is fine, I'll leave first, Raymond!"
"Hey, why are you in such a hurry?" Raymond said, "I asked you to come here so that you can have a good chat and work together in the future!"
Ribbs glanced at Heisenberg and seemed to notice that the middle-aged man was somewhat reluctant.
"Okay! If you have nothing else to do, just leave! We'll talk about it when we work together!" Ribs said directly.
Heisenberg immediately stood up, nodded, and left the cabin.
Raymond seemed to notice that Ribs' attitude suddenly changed.
Why didn't my words work? Why did Heisenberg listen to Ribbs? Was it because I was too nice to Ribbs? Did this guy lose the ability to distinguish between the big boss and the small boss?
Although Raymond was unhappy, he didn't show it on the surface because he was at a party after all.
After Heisenberg left, the few of them continued drinking, and two hours passed in the blink of an eye.
The sun had already set, but Raymond and Michael showed no sign of leaving.
Reeves was a little anxious to leave, so he quickly sent the video to Jerry and asked, "Raymond, when will our party end?"
"It's over? What time is it?" Raymond said after glancing at his watch. "It's not even eight o'clock yet! The climax hasn't even started yet. This is your first time at a party, so make the most of it. You don't get many opportunities like this!"
"Climax? What climax?" Ribs asked in confusion.
Raymond said mysteriously: "You will know later!"
Around eight o'clock in the evening.
Raymond patted Ribs' shoulder and said, "Let's go! The climax of the party is about to begin!"
Everyone on the yacht, including the hostesses, stood up and walked towards the deck.
In a corner of the deck, there was a band of seven or eight people playing piano, violin and trumpet.
Soon, all the guests gathered on the deck, about forty or fifty people in total.
The men were all dressed in suits, only a few women were wearing gorgeous dresses, and the rest were sexy girls, holding fine wine, moving back and forth in the crowd.
As the music started, three dancers in skirts appeared on the stage and started dancing in the middle of the deck.
There was constant music, wine and food.
What's this for? A ballroom dance?
Ribs was a little confused. Looking at the luxurious yacht party in front of him, could this be the legendary celebrity social circle?
After one dance, the warm-up ended, the atmosphere became lively, and the music stopped.
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