Chapter 346
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When a country's economy was declining and the city was weak, it was the best time for outside forces to enter. Yamaguchi Tsutomu's trip to New York was to test the waters.
The American gangs were intertwined with each other. The top 10 gangs in the world were almost all in New York.
Not to mention the first generation of Chinatown who came from the earliest wave of Chinese workers, even the Russians who smuggled oil tankers into the New York harbor and the Scots who produced construction equipment were not so easy to fool.
Not to mention a Japanese gang without any foundation. If they wanted to get a share of the chaos here, they would have to see if everyone would let them slip through the cracks of their fingers.
A strong dragon cannot suppress a snake in its own land. That was the principle of life.
Unfortunately, Yamaguchi Tsutomu had no idea.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Yamaguchi. I don't know why you came to us. The Xu family is a branch, but it's just a branch."
"We've been out of business for years. We don't want to do business with you, Ms. Yamaguchi."
"Let's get straight to the point. The current Chinatown is no longer the Chinatown of ten years ago. As early as the crackdown in New York five years ago, there was no such thing as a street here."
"We are all honest people who do business. We won't do business with Miss Yamaguchi at all. You'd better find someone else."
Xu Xiaoxiao was sitting calmly at the round table made of rosewood. He shook his head and blew on the nonexistent tea leaves in his teacup.
Yamaguchi Tsutomu was still expressionless, but her mind was in turmoil. This is our first stop in New York. How can they not be tempted by such a high profit?
Actually, Yamaguchi Tsutomu had found the wrong person. The third generation of the Xu family had been whitewashed. Their future successors would be focused on business and politics.
When it came to political acumen, no country in the world would dare to say that they were the best. They had long discovered that the US government would not tolerate the expansion of gangs, so they had naturally jumped ashore to wash away their suspicions.
You're just a rookie. You don't even know where you're going, and you came to us first. We're already doing you justice by not selling you to the NYPD right away. "
Yamaguchi Tsutomu looked at Xu Xiaoxiao, who was being stubborn. She knew that her plan to cooperate with the Xu family had failed.
Yamaguchi Tsutomu, who was decisive, did not waste any more time. She slammed her hand on the round table and stood up.
"Since that's the case, we'll take our leave. Let's not waste everyone's time. After all, time is precious!"
"Of course, of course." Xu was shocked by Yamaguchi Tsutomu's sudden slap. He almost dropped the lid of his teacup.
When the members of Yamaguchi-gumi left the banquet hall, Xu Xiaoxiao sipped his tea with a satisfied expression.
"The old man has returned home?"
A man dressed in refined attire leaned over and said, "He has returned safely …"
Xu Xiaoxiao put his teacup down on the table. "A strong wind is coming. My men are ready to go."
A Beijing accent echoed in the empty hall.
They could forget about Chinatown. There was a group of people on the streets who loved their country more than the Hong Sect. They were a group of retired soldiers who were willing to risk their lives for their country.
They risked their lives and were ruthless, but they were extremely loyal. With a Black Star in each of them, they treated Chinatown as their home and motherland to protect.
Xu Xiaoxiao turned his head and told his men, "Tell Han Zhujiu and his men that Yamaguchi-gumi will bring a large amount of white goods to the Lower East Side. They're enough to make the Japanese suffer."
Yamaguchi Tsutomu was not that simple. Do you think you can easily get in the biggest white goods chambers of commerce in Italy and Mexico?
Why don't we deal with them together in New York?
It's fun just thinking about it … wait for me, I'll go up and kill them all … clean …
It's a dangerous world. Let's look at Qin Guan.
The sun was shining in the sky. The flowers were smiling at me. Qin Guan was impressed by the location of the brand in New York.
Across the street was the venue of CK's fall fashion show. Who would have thought that it would be held in a cafe on the Upper East Side?
Qin Guan didn't know much about New York. When he entered the hall, he realized that he was a frog at the bottom of a well.
The Russian Tea Room, which was decorated like the most ordinary coffee shop in Manhattan, was actually a completely different world inside.
Every restaurant and building on the Upper East Side had a profound history.
The Russian Tea Room had originally been opened by members of the Russian Ballet Troupe. It had originally been a gathering place for Russians living in New York.
In the end, not long after it opened, it became a place frequented by celebrities in the film and television industry and celebrities in the political world.
Qin Guan handed his backpack to the waiter behind the door. Madonna had been a waiter there when she had been living in New York.
The interior was decorated with red and gold, which Russians liked the most. There were crystal chandeliers, gold inlays, and countless oil paintings. The whole restaurant was as luxurious and beautiful as a royal palace.
The Baroque style made people feel like they were walking into a splendid Russian palace. This was only the first floor that was open to ordinary people.
Qin Guan didn't stay for long. He was used to big scenes, so this level of luxury could not stop him.
The second floor was where the CK Small Press Conference would be held. This was also the second floor of the Russian Tea Room, which was not open to ordinary people.
The luxurious VIP lounge was only open for large gatherings.
Qin Guan was not impressed by the transparent crystal floor or the colorful glass ceiling.
What impressed him most was the bear lounge on the second floor, where a 15-foot ice sculpture of a bear stood.
It was mid-October in Manhattan, and there was a warm autumn breeze in the air. The club must have put in a lot of effort to ensure that such a sculpture could stand there for a long time.
After taking two steps forward, he realized that he was a country bumpkin. The dazzling light was not from the ceiling lamp at all.
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