"Speaker." Heisenberg's glasses shone coldly as he bowed. "The new laboratory has just been established..."
Ribs raised his hand to interrupt, pointing to the representatives of the three major groups: "These three friends need your expertise to open up a new battlefield."
He then opened Julio's account book and said, "I assigned Klune to manage Black Rabbit Security. He's been secretly siphoning off $25 million a month. It's time for a cleaner approach."
Heisenberg was also a smart man. He quickly scanned the accounts and suddenly looked up: "You mean... the generic drug channel?"
"No, it's a legal channel." Ribbs crushed his cigar, and the metal ashtray made a harsh scraping sound. "You used the shell of a biopharmaceutical company to transform the 'crops' of these three gentlemen into 'analgesics' and 'anti-anxiety drugs'."
Liebs looked at the three people who were still in a daze and said, "You three groups will supply according to the standards for prescription drug raw materials - the profit share will be reduced to 40%, but you will no longer have to hide in hiding and can sell goods to Chicago openly. How about that?"
Salvador's breathing suddenly became rapid. "But Chicago's contraband law clearly states that selling illegal goods is punishable by life imprisonment..."
"Hahaha!" Reeves laughed, "Aren't those the laws in Chicago made by me?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of everyone present suddenly lit up.
Marcus's gold teeth clattered. "Great! Speaker, I'm relieved! But what about Kruen?"
"Don't worry about him, I'll call him." Reeves replied with a sneer.
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