"Hmm?" Winston wasn't moved by the two to three hundred million dollars. He knew that the money was his in name, but he was only helping William collect it.
William also understood this logic. It was precisely because Winston had no children and was old that he didn't care about money. The only thing that he couldn't let go of was the management rights of the Continental Hotel.
"What exactly can move your heart?" Winston hesitated for a moment before he couldn't help but ask.
"Hehe, Uncle Winston, I thought you would be able to hold back from asking. I didn't expect you to be curious, "William said with a laugh.
"That's because it's you. If it was anyone else, I definitely wouldn't ask," Winston said with a smile.
William understood that Winston didn't treat him as an outsider. People who were close could share some non-core secrets.
Therefore, William sat up straight and said, "Ever since I planned to kill Pushkin, I've been thinking about what benefits I could get from Vigo Tarasov.
I really can't do the business of a traditional gang. It's not good for me, but it feels too cheap to give Vigo a big gang with just a little money and an intelligence network.
After checking a lot of information, I found that the Polar Bear Gang has a transportation company that occupies nearly 40% of the shares in seven or eight big cities and more than ten medium-sized cities in the north of the East Coast. "
"Wait," Before William could finish, Winston interrupted him, "If I were you, I would never touch the Truck Guild.
You have to know that this kind of guild can influence the votes of some cities. If it's not a local bully or a big gang, no one can deal with the Truck Guild. "
"Don't think that you can use the Polar Bear Gang to protect you. If you want their help, you definitely have to get them involved. But once the gang gets involved, your reputation will be ruined."
"Without the gang's involvement, an outsider like you will definitely be troubled by the Truck Guild. In their eyes, you are the fattest sheep.
Their guild will never stop until they squeeze you dry. As for whether the company will close down or not, they don't care.
"Listen to me, William. It's definitely not a good idea to get involved in this industry."
After talking for a long time, seeing that William was still hesitating, Winston had no choice but to get up and go to William's side.
"America's guilds have completely changed. Many guilds are already semi-public gangs.
As for the Truck Guild, the problem was even more serious. Even if you wanted to make a lot of money, don't enter this industry. Not to mention that it was a thankless job, it was too easy for people who had a grudge against you to cause trouble.
If you don't believe me, you can check the Greyhound Express in the United States. Back then, there were people who shot at Greyhound on the road. "
There was no need for William to check. Sunday quickly reported to William. After listening to it, William felt that Vigo Tarasov and Abram Tarasov were the good guys.
After thinking for a long time, he finally nodded helplessly and said, "Alright, I'll think about it carefully. I never thought that these guys in the Guild would be so talented. With so much corruption, it's no wonder fewer and fewer people are joining the Guild."
Damn, William originally wanted to take advantage of the cheap land to store some land in the United States to replicate the logistics of the Great Celestial Empire, but before he even started, he had already made William back off.
"But I'm not willing to let Vigo Tarasov and Abram Tarasov off so easily."
"What's there to be unwilling about? Tell me what your original purpose was," Winston persuaded when he saw that William's stubborn character was acting up again.
"Don't tell me you didn't do the warehouse in Boston. In my impression, you're the only one who can kill all the guards quietly, except for a few special organizations.
You have this ability, and you happened to be in Boston these few days. "
Seeing William's gaze, Winston laughed. "Don't worry, you did a good job with those ambushes. If I didn't know you very well, I would have been fooled by you.
But when the matter here is over, you'd better go back to Oxford immediately. Although you cover it up very well, some things don't need evidence at all.
Because as long as you appear, there will be chaos. When everyone comes back to their senses, they'll pin it on you.
Those who lost a lot of money in bribes can't find trouble with you in the eyes of the law.
But if you want to invest in the United States, don't even think about it. You can only wait until Vigo Tarasov feeds their appetites again before the matter is over. "
Winston said meaningfully, "No matter how powerful you are, you can only handle a few, but they're a group of people, a group of interests.
Those who harm their interests are enemies. Some people in Washington are much more ruthless than us when it comes to dealing with enemies. "
William said indifferently, "Ha, what can they do to me without evidence?"
"They can't do anything to you, but don't forget, every time you come to the United States, there will be a few troubles that some people don't want to happen.
You're a source of trouble in the eyes of some people above. You don't want to be rejected when you enter the United States in the future, do you? "
After Winston said this, he suddenly laughed out loud. "It seems like you've been permanently rejected by the Black Mountain."
'God,' William covered his forehead, thinking about the few times he came to the United States, it seemed to be accompanied by death and chaos.
If he were to come to the United States several times in the future, it would be a lot more difficult. At the very least, the FBI would definitely keep a close eye on him.
'F * ck, no, I have to stay away from the Polar Bear Mafia this time.' Thinking about this, William tapped his ear lightly. "Sunday, help me get a plane ready. I'm going to Los Angeles.
Also, help me see if there are any special sports events in the next two days. I have to let the public know that I'm here for fun. "
It was September now, so the NBA was out of the question. However, other than the NBA, William had no interest in baseball and football, which were popular in the United States.
The Triple Crown of Horse Racing had already ended in June.
"Sir, the only well-known event in September is football. If you want, I can help you book a VIP ticket for the Los Angeles Raiders."
"Forget it, I don't understand football." William shook his head gloomily. If he didn't want to go to Los Angeles, then he would just swagger on the streets.
"Help me book a table at Madison Avenue's No. 11 restaurant. If there's no football, I'll go find a beauty to eat."
William stood up and said to Winston, "Sorry, Winston, I'm going to find a girl to chat with. I can't eat with you."
"Alright." Winston helplessly stood up and hugged William. "Have fun, child. It's best if the next generation of the Devonshire family appears in the belly of the girl you're dating."
"Hehe." William rolled his eyes at Winston. 'I'm not even 20 yet, who would want a child?' However, in order to prevent Winston from nagging, William lied. "I'll try my best."
Without waiting for Winston to say anything, William let go of him. "Bye, Winston. I'll come see you again when I'm free."
"Bye." Winston speechlessly watched William turn around and leave. After a while, William walked into the elevator.
Winston turned to Charon and asked, "Am I that disliked by him?"
Charon smiled. "Sir, Mr. Devonshire is afraid that you'll talk to him about children again. It's not a good idea for him, who's not even 20 yet."
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