Chapter 743: It's Raining in Cat Getan Again Tonight (Part 3)

"Has your restaurant address been chosen? Is it still in the East District?"

Shiler and Cobblepot were led by the waiter into the Falcone Manor. Shiler asked Cobblepot about the new restaurant while walking.

"Yes, the address has been chosen. It's not far from the East District wharf, right at the mansion of the old Edward family." Cobblepot replied.

"It seems you have great ambition." Shiler smiled and said.

"This is all thanks to the Godfather." Cobblepot looked down and said: "That place was originally for the rich. I said I wanted to transform it into an ordinary restaurant that wharf workers could also enter, and he didn't object."

"This shows he thinks highly of you."

Shiler looked up and looked straight ahead. Through the long porch, Shiler could already see the figure of the Godfather sitting in the main seat of the restaurant. After a period of time, he didn't look much older. He was always upright and looked energetic.

The two walked into the restaurant. Shiler and Falcone hugged each other. They had indeed not seen each other for a long time.

After all, since Alberto started taking over the Falcone family business, he almost had no spare time to go to class. Only Yin Wensi would go to university step by step, but Shiler rarely tutored him alone because his grades were very good.

"God bless you, Professor, what have you been busy with recently?" Falcone asked.

"Still those things." Shiler took a cigar from the waiter, put it in his mouth and took a puff, then said: "Preparing lessons, teaching, writing papers, and also, I became the tutor for two children of the Wei En family, and I have to teach them."

Falcone also took a cigar, took a puff, smiled and said: "It really surprised me that little Wei En would have children so early, but that's fine. I'm looking forward to Yin Wensi getting married early."

"If a man doesn't get married, then he will always be a little boy. I know this well." The Godfather tapped the table lightly with his finger and said: "If he can't learn to bear the responsibility of the family and doesn't understand how to protect women and children, then he has no say in anything. I have always ruled the Twelve Families like this."

"Family does make a man more mature." Shiler paused and said: "But some people need to learn more."

Falcone seemed to hear who he was talking about. He showed a smile again, looking very relaxed. He said: "If a man chooses a path that is destined to be very difficult, then he should bear these himself. Many times, he will sacrifice a lot."

Shiler turned to see Falcone squinting his eyes. Between the ethereal smoke, he seemed to recall something.

"Godfather, perhaps we would all think so. When you teach a person, you always hope to say a little more, but you know very clearly that some things are useless just by saying. Sometimes, you don't want him to pay the price, but you know that he will inevitably pay the price."

"At this time, I will weigh what price he will pay. If he just falls, let him fall." Falcone leaned to the left and placed the elbow of the hand holding the cigar on the chair armrest.

"People always have a moment in their lives when they will fall and break their heads. If not today, then tomorrow. Since that's the case, let him go." Falcone waved his hand and said.

Shiler laughed and said: "Is it the same for Yin Wensi?"

"Of course not, he is far from being a mature man." Falcone exhaled a puff of smoke again and said: "It's better recently. Perhaps after marriage, it will improve even more."

"Let's talk about business, Cobblepot, how is your restaurant? Has construction started yet?" Falcone looked at Cobblepot and said.

Cobblepot never looked directly at the Godfather. He just looked at the table in front of him and said: "Yes, actually, the decoration is nearing the end, but there were some problems with the suppliers contacted before, and I am negotiating with them."

"You must show your wrist." Falcone shook his head and said: "Don't use the word negotiate. Threaten them, put a gun to their heads. Don't forget, in Cat Getan, you have to be a gangster first before you can be a businessman."

"The place you chose is the best place, and also the worst place. Every wharf worker in the East District is full of resentment for that place, because that is their forbidden zone. No matter how much money they earn, they can't get in."

"Once, the sister of old Edward, in order to get a ticket to enter the mansion, wanted to climb into my bed. I didn't like her, so she went to find someone else. She got in, but was soon thrown out, because at that time, she was not a lady in the family."

"I think, opening a mansion for Twelve Families members to gather in the most prosperous place in the East District should also have a special intention, right?" Shiler asked.

"That's right, I want them to see that there are too many lives in this world that they can't reach. They will feel angry, jealous, and about to go crazy."

"They won't work harder because of this, because they know that the rewards obtained from labor will not let them live such a life. They will steal, rob, and kill for money. I am encouraging such behavior."

"As long as they do the same things as gangsters, they must be ruled by me. If everyone abides by the law, Cat Getan is finished."

"Following the rules means being weak and easy to bully. You can be a fierce slave, but you cannot be an independent weakling."

"Cat Getan people know that they can be vicious, fierce, and indifferent, but they must never show weakness. Once they start crying, they are holding a funeral for themselves in advance. Once a person cries out, there is no strength to resist."

When Falcone said this, the cigar had burned halfway. The smoke was very close to his fingers, lingering at his fingertips, like the mist rising from vines in the early morning, shuttling through the towering trees.

"Why don't you cry?" In a hospital ward, Batman looked at the eight children around him and asked: "Why do you only scream, but have no tears? Can't you shed tears?"

Everyone stood around, looking at him quietly. Batman knelt down halfway, looking at their eyes levelly. At this time, the relatively strong one among the eight children stood out. He was a white man and the cutest one among all of them. He said:

"Hello, what work do you want us to do?" He lowered his head and twisted his clothes with his hands and said: "We are too young to deliver newspapers. If we beg, I, Big Foot and Square, we can all go to the outer street, and the rest can only work in the inner street."

"I don't want you to work." Batman repeated again, he said: "I hope you can lie on the hospital bed now, instead of screaming and biting the doctor who wants to give you an injection."

But the little boy didn't pay attention to him at all, and said to himself: "You are our new employer, we will call you Dad, I and the other few older children only need half a piece of bread every day, others only need a quarter, we will hand over all the money to you, we are all good children."

Batman stood on the spot, pressing his forehead with his fingers, feeling his breathing a bit sluggish.

He approached the little boy, put his hand on his shoulder, looked into his eyes and said to him: "I am not those 'dads and moms', I am the person who came to save you. I won't let you go to the street to beg, and then hand the money to me."

However, Batman saw that the little boy's eyes revealed a look of horror. He seemed to try hard to suppress his fear and said: "Dad... I mean, sir, we are still too young, we... we can't do that kind of work... or, or we have to wait until we grow up a bit..."

Batman naturally knew what he was talking about. He just wanted to say something, but saw that the other children were shaking constantly, and the thinnest little girl finally couldn't bear it anymore, and she started howling again: "I have seen... I have seen them treat Selina... she died, I will also die..."

All the children started to howl constantly. They made all kinds of meaningless screams, but there were no tears. Everyone ran to the corner, squeezed into a group, and could not communicate at all.

"Stop crying!"

Batman finally lowered his voice. He no longer used the voice he used to talk to Aisha or Dick to talk to this group of children.

When he made this voice, he found that he seemed to be using the tone he used to scold criminals in the past to warn them.

But magically, after he scolded, all the children stopped crying. They squatted in place, staring with eyes wide open, looking at Batman. Batman took a deep breath and felt deep helplessness.

All the children in this room were older than Aisha, but in fact, their body shape was not much different from Aisha's, and even a few younger ones looked smaller than Aisha.

Facing such children, Batman at this time could not force them to do anything. He could only persuade them over and over again, trying to build some sense of security for them.

Until the time came to late night, the continuous night rain became heavier and heavier. When the raindrops fell into the sea, they brought up hazy halos. The lights of Cat Getan wharf were on day and night. After the logistics development became better, there were more people here.

Not far from the wharf, a mansion that was out of place with the surrounding buildings stood there, but now, the door number had been changed to "Iceberg Restaurant".

This kind of building was really a bit too big as a restaurant, with seven floors in total, and also had a very luxurious gate and dozens of parking spaces. Now it was deserted, just because the restaurant had not yet opened, but many people were curiously looking inside.

In the center of the restaurant, Cobblepot stood in front of the reception desk and said to the nine children standing in front of him:

"Listen, now, I am your boss, your new employer, the new work you have to do is not to go out to beg, that can't earn much money."

"See? The entire building here is mine. Now, lift your heads, take a good look at everything here, use your shallow knowledge and vision to see the materials of everything here, and you will know who I am."

All the children lifted their heads as told. At first, they were not looking carefully, but soon, they were attracted by the complex and gorgeous ceiling.

The hall on the first floor was originally a dance floor, so the ceiling was made with extremely exquisite carvings. These were all preserved. These children had never seen such beautiful things in their lives.

There were very few begging children in Cat Getan. Most of these children were abandoned babies picked up by those moms. They had lived in those few narrow dark alleys since they were young. Even if they could work on the outer street, they just found a broken corner and sat down, never daring to look up at people.

Soon, they all opened their mouths, constantly turning their heads, looking at everything they had never seen before. Although they had never seen these things, they could understand their beauty. This is human instinct.

"Alright, I believe you should be able to see that I am much richer than your original boss, and I killed your original employer and snatched you from their hands, just to make my money more."

Cobblepot's words were very straightforward, without using any vocabulary that was difficult for illiterate people to understand, so these children understood very easily what he was talking about.

At this time, one of the strongest children among them stood out. He asked: "What work do you want us to do?"

"You are the leader of this group, right? Come, come over." Cobblepot pointed to the floor in front of him. The child walked over slowly. Cobblepot pointed around the restaurant and said: "Now, my restaurant hasn't opened yet. What you have to do is to clean up this place during this time."

"Listen, I am different from that group of poor people. Keeping you hungry will only make you have no strength to work. So, here, you can eat full, you sleep in the basement, four people in one room, two people in one bed, you will have two identical sets of handyman uniforms to change."

"However, working here is not just finding a place to sit down, you must follow the rules, otherwise you will look good."

"There are two meals at 7 o'clock every day and 2 o'clock in the afternoon, with bread and some leftovers. The stove can be used for heating. If you want to drink water, go to the faucet. Roll back to the room after the guests leave, don't run around."

"On the way here, you should have seen where it is. This is the outer street where you worked before. If you run out at night, no one will go to the garbage truck to turn over your bodies tomorrow morning."

"Also, don't let me find any of you stealing things, you should know the consequences."

"We won't steal things, we will hand over everything to you, we are all good children." The leading boy said.

"Alright, now, go back to your room, don't come out if there is nothing." As he said, Cobblepot made a look, and let his tall and strong subordinates take these children to the basement.

No one saw that the leading boy tried to twitch the muscles at the corner of his mouth the moment he turned around, showing a smile that looked like a surprise. ===== CHAPTER 744 =====