"Your boss?"

Hardy asked in surprise.

"Yes, the real boss of the Jewish gang, the controller of the Los Angeles underworld, one of the founders of the Mafia, Mr. Benjamin Siegel, my boss."

Fred spoke Sigurd's name with respect.

When the Mafia first came to Los Angeles to start their business, Fred was one of Siegel's right-hand men. After the Jewish gang gained a foothold in Los Angeles, Siegel retired behind the scenes and Fred became the Jewish gang's boss in public.

"Benjamin Segal".

Hearing this name, Hardy suddenly remembered a movie he had seen before, "Bizzy", also known as "The Big Bang".

This movie is also a well-known gangster movie, telling the story of Benjamin Segal's investment and construction of Las Vegas.

Siegel was one of the Mafia bosses and the head of a Mafia killer group. In the 1940s, the organization sent him to Los Angeles to expand its territory.

Siegel used thundering means to clean up other gangs in Los Angeles and established a gang. The Jewish gang became the largest force in Los Angeles in a short time.

However, after establishing the gang, he did not stand in the front, but pushed Fred out to manage the gang. He bought a film company himself and became a Hollywood celebrity, becoming friends with many top film company owners, film producers, directors, and stars.

Siegel was a playboy who had relationships with many actresses, female stars, and socialites. Later, he met Virginia Hill, a beautiful woman and an unknown little actress in Hollywood, and Siegel fell madly in love with her.

When building the Las Vegas casino, he even appointed Virginia Hill to manage the finances. In the end, the casino failed, Siegel was murdered, and Virginia Hill also committed suicide.

This is also the reason why the movie is named "A Generation of Romance" by Bis.

While Hardy was thinking, the car arrived in front of a luxurious manor in Beverly Hills, opened the gate and drove into the garden, and finally stopped in front of a three-story villa.

The butler led Fred and Hardy to a luxurious office and met Benjamin Siegel.

"Fred, come and sit down." Benjamin said with a smile, then looked at Hardy, "Is this the Hardy you were talking about on the phone?"

"Yes Mr. Siegel, this is Hardy."

"Mr. Siegel!" Hardy said respectfully.

Siegel smiled and nodded, "He's a very strong young man, come and sit with us." Then he picked up the whiskey on the table and poured a glass for each of them.

Siegel is handsome, has blue eyes and looks gentle, but Hardy knows that Siegel is a real murderer, even a crazy one, who once planned to assassinate Mussolini.

Siegel was very interested in Hardy. He saw all of Hardy's actions on the day of the robbery and he admired the young man's ability to do things.

He is decisive and efficient, has strong ability to control situations, and has high-quality subordinates. He is definitely a person who can accomplish great things.

"You know, I was in the Spanish casino yesterday," said Siegel.

Hardy was slightly stunned.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Mr. Siegel," said Hardy.

Siegel laughed. "I didn't mind, but Virginia was shocked. I had to comfort her for half the night after I came back."

"I saw everything you did yesterday. You acted quickly, accurately and efficiently. Your men were highly qualified. You didn't kill innocent people, but you shocked the whole crowd. It can be said that this was the most perfect robbery I have ever seen. Who are your men?"

“They are all my comrades-in-arms.”

"After a conflict with other gangs, the situation became increasingly dangerous. I felt short-handed, so I contacted my comrades, all of whom were brothers in the Marines," Hardy said.

No wonder,

Having experienced the brutal war just now, those who survived are the elite.

Moreover, Hardy is very smart. When he just had a conflict with other gangs, he knew to take the initiative to enhance his fighting power.

"How much money was stolen in total?" Siegel asked again.

"Two hundred and ten thousand dollars," said Hardy.

"Oh, quite a lot."

Fred looked at Siegal and said, "Boss, the gang's share should be $63,000. This money has not been credited to the account and no one else knows about it. What do you think we should do with it?"

When Siegel called Hardy and asked him to come over with the money, Fred already had a guess in his mind, so he asked this question.

"Keep it with me. I have a big funding gap right now, so don't let anyone else know about this money." Siegel said bluntly.

"Okay, boss." said Fred.

"By the way, how's the investigation into the red wine going?" Siegel asked.

Fred paused for a moment, "I have no idea yet."

Siegel's face darkened. "I asked a friend to smooth things over with the customs. The best outcome is to pay the taxes and turn the wine into legal imports. The taxes need to be paid at 200,000, but that batch of goods is only 250,000. Do you think we should take it or not?"

Siegel said somewhat unhappily.

Fred bowed his head.

Speaking of which, this matter is his responsibility.

As for whether to still keep this batch of goods, he was a little hesitant for a moment.

Taxes are so high, and the prices charged by gangs are generally cheaper than those through regular import channels. Even if we bring the goods back, we won't make much money. After factoring in the 15% cut that the gang takes, we may even end up with a loss.

How to do a losing trade.

Siegel was a little disappointed with Fred's hesitation. Fred was an obedient guy, and that was why he was chosen to be the official person in charge of Los Angeles. However, Fred's pioneering ability and decisiveness were obviously insufficient.

When he handed Los Angeles over to him, the Jewish Gang was at this size, and it remained the same after a few years, with no major development.

Turning to look at Hardy.

"Hardy, if you encounter such a thing, how would you solve it?" Siegel looked at Hardy and asked.

Hardy thought about it.

"I will not choose to pay taxes. If I am seized by customs, I can consider this business failure. If I pay taxes and take back the goods, not only will I not make any money, but I will also waste a lot of time. It is not worth it. I might as well smuggle another batch in."

"But there is another way. If there is a chance, maybe we can get the goods out."

"Oh, how do you get it out?" Siegel became interested.

Fred also looked at Hardy.

"The customs warehouse is not too secure. We can steal the wine. A $250,000 business is definitely worth a try."

Siegal shook his head.

"Many people know that the goods belonged to the Jewish gang. If they were robbed, everyone would guess that we did it. I have already found someone to help. If we do it again, both sides will be embarrassed."

Siegel rejected Hardy's idea.

Hardy thought for a moment and continued:

"An even safer way is to use a swap strategy. Get a batch of empty bottles, fill them with worthless, low-quality red wine, pack them into boxes, and then buy someone to go through customs to swap the two batches of goods."

"In terms of customs procedures, they only seized a batch of smuggled red wine, but they didn't say whether it was real or fake. Even if they were caught, they would not be held responsible."

Siegel's eyes lit up.

He felt that Hardy's proposal was indeed a very good idea. The seized red wines were all top-grade French red wines, and each bottle cost tens or even hundreds of dollars. The price of inferior red wines was even just tens of cents, so the value comparison was negligible.

As for buying off the customs officers, Siegel was confident that he could do it by just paying the customs chief some money.

Siegel looked at Hardy with a smile.

"Your idea is very good, Fred. You should have the documents for that batch of goods. Prepare the fake wine according to the documents. I will contact the people in Los Angeles Customs. This should be possible. If it is successful, we can recover most of the losses."

After Siegel finished speaking, he looked at Hardy with an even more admiring look in his eyes. This young man was not only strong in combat, but also very smart.

It is a rare talent.

"Hardy, are you interested in movies?" Siegel suddenly asked.

Hardy didn't expect Siegel to change the subject so drastically, and he almost couldn't react for a moment.

"Movies? I like them very much."

Siegel smiled.

"There will be a party at my estate tomorrow night. There will be many movie company owners, agents, stars, and some upper-class people. You can come and have fun."

"By the way, if you have a female companion, you can bring her along."

Hadi thought,

Is this a reward for yourself?

There is still another meaning.

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