Chapter 198: Youth is Good and Being a Guest

Ailike once had money in his hands. Sometimes he would deduct a little from the accounts he handled, and it was no problem to get 1,000 or 2,000 a month.

Besides that, there would be some people who took the initiative to give him some money, or he would knock a sum of money out of some merchants through the way he dealt with Lans.

His uncle, or the mayor in the rumors, sometimes allowed him to act unscrupulously.

Only by showing this kind of unscrupulousness did he fit the status of himself in the rumors.

Actually, Lawyer Aosen knew everything, but he acted as if he knew nothing, which also fueled Ailike's arrogant arrogance.

Perhaps he was uneasy at first, but when he found that after he did bad things, Lawyer Aosen didn't find trouble for him, and the mayor didn't find trouble for him, under indulgence, he started to become more arrogant step by step.

The mayor didn't care about this. Lawyer Aosen would report most situations to him in time. In his view, this money, including extortion, were all trivial matters that were irrelevant, and sometimes he was even indulging Ailike's behavior.

All this also made those rumors spread wider, and many people seemed to know these things.

However, although Ailike had many ways to get money, he couldn't save money.

The concept of consumption is directly proportional to income.

Those illegal immigrants at the pier who earned 16 a month could still save a few dollars a month while filling their stomachs and buying a set of clothes every few months.

But those middle-class people with significantly higher incomes, shouldn't everyone have saved tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands?

But the fact is, some of them even carried a huge amount of debt!

When it came to Ailike, he also couldn't save money.

High income gave him a feeling that wasn't actually that real—

As long as I want to save money, I can soon save money.

Plus he started pursuing Sai Lin Na recently, and the money in his pocket became even less, otherwise he wouldn't have knocked over 10,000 that originally belonged to Lans's dividends from Lans's side to use for pursuing the girl.

Now his car had been ordered, but the money wasn't enough. He was very annoyed.

While annoyed, he was also a bit curious. "Can a few gambling tables top the income of the entire nightclub?"

He felt it was a bit incredible. He hadn't come into contact with this kind of gray industry before, and basically, everything was handled by Lawyer Aosen.

For example, helping him handle all legal documents, he only needed to sign, and then they would transfer the money to the account designated by Lawyer Aosen.

This was the first time for a project related to gang business.

Lans explained patiently. "Actually, its proportion is even a bit more than we imagined. Each gambling table can provide us with a minimum income of 300 to 500 every day."

"Four gambling tables, that's about over 1,000. One month is at least 20,000 or 30,000."

"All the income of our nightclub added together isn't as high as the income brought by those four gambling tables."

"Now it's winter, and not many people come out to play. After summer, those few gambling tables can bring us 40,000 or 50,000 or even more income every month."

"Heile had been guarding here and not leaving before, just for those few gambling tables."

"Now our gambling tables have been removed. It's already considered pretty good management if the profit per month can reach 10,000."

Last month, there was an income of over 20,000 because at that time, these gambling tables were still "paying taxes" to the Keda family, and the tax wasn't cheap. Half was taken away by them.

This was also the reason why the negotiation didn't succeed later. Lawyer Aosen wanted to lower this "tax rate," but the Keda family didn't agree.

It was reasonable for them to disagree. If today this mayor said he wanted to set up a few gambling tables without paying taxes, or only paying 10% or 20%, then tomorrow there would be a bunch of gambling tables hung under the names of the mayor, councilors, state government officials, or municipal officials.

If you collect their taxes, it's equivalent to not giving them face.

But if you don't collect their taxes, the Keda family will face new challenges.

How could the situation that had stabilized for decades be broken so simply and easily by themselves?

Lawyer Aosen talked a lot with them, including some subsequent developments, and none of them could move the Keda family.

They not only didn't allow gambling to continue here but also moved away all the gambling tables and gambling tools.

After the mayor finished listening, although he didn't show any obvious emotional changes, Lawyer Aosen and his secretary could feel it. He was very unhappy!

So don't say the mayor, even if the governor came, he must ensure that the governor's gambling table must pay 50% tax to the Keda family, unless the other party has a legal gambling table license.

But according to the considerations of the state government and Congress, currently, they didn't intend to continue issuing licenses in New Jincheng, which also had a relationship with the Keda family having already opened up an interest transmission network leading to Congress.

They agreed with this idea, their own income would decrease. This wasn't an endless market; there were only so many gamblers.

Even if they opened 100 more, the gamblers and environment of New Jincheng were only that big. They wouldn't get more income because of this, but instead would have an unhappy relationship with the Keda family.

Basically, there wouldn't be any more gambling table licenses approved in New Jincheng. If you want to take root in this line, you must listen to them.

Ailike didn't know so many things behind this. His brain actually wasn't enough. Sometimes he didn't look that stupid, just because everything was done by Lawyer Aosen.

He only needed to be responsible for a process that even a fool could do, so he didn't look too stupid.

"Are gambling tables really that profitable?"

Lans nodded. "Very profitable. If we place... six or eight gambling tables on the third floor, we can have an income of several thousand in one night."

"Young Master Ailike, people who come to the nightclub to play aren't poor people. Losing or winning dozens or hundreds is within the range they can bear."

Ailike was a bit flushed after listening. His body was heating up!

Several thousand in income in one night?

What he thought of wasn't just simply how much money he could get, but how many things this money could let him do.

If pursuing Sai Lin Na before was his personal desire at work, then now pursuing Sai Lin Na wasn't just his own business, but also the dignity of his Mayor Uncle!

This battle cannot be lost.

It's just that the mayor's attitude was very subtle. He didn't tell him whether there was a "degree," just let him do it, don't lose face.

At this time, Ailike had a kind of "I joined the big events of adults, I long to play an important role to make Mayor Uncle recognize my ability."

He was thinking about these things when he was interrupted by Lans's smile. "But I think forget it."

Ailike looked up at him, his eyes had a moment of confusion, and then he frowned. "Why?"

The smiles on Lans's face had long disappeared. "Because this is New Jincheng. Whether gambling tables can be placed depends on the Keda family. Even if..."

He said half of his words and didn't continue, but anyone could hear the meaning of the words behind.

Even if it's the mayor, he must follow this rule!

Ailike slapped the table, and his eyes became unkind. "Even if what?"

Lans laughed a few times at this time. "Even if we don't place gambling tables, we can actually earn money."

"Although the competition is fierce now, we are the only nightclub in the Empire District. After deducting other expenses, we can still earn 7,000 or 8,000 a month."

"Plus other bars, 20,000 a month, this income is already very good."

Ailike's breathing was a bit rapid. He knew Lans didn't mean this.

His emotions toward the mayor were very complicated, but more of it was respect, admiration, and fear.

Mayor Uncle had long played the role of a strict and kind father in his heart. He didn't allow a bottom-layer person to look down on his Mayor Uncle like this!

"You don't mean this, Lans!", his reaction didn't seem slow. "You think we are outsiders, this is your New Jincheng, even if it's us, we must follow your rules, right?"

His emotions started to fluctuate. He thought of some situations when he was targeted recently. Those people didn't give him any face, even if that damn rumor was almost known to everyone!

They still didn't give him face, but instead huddled together to deal with him, just because he was an "outsider," and this was their local territory.

He thought of his Mayor Uncle, rarely talking to him heart-to-heart, pouring out some annoying things, pouring out the difficulties, tests, and even harm these ungrateful locals had toward him!

An anger was churning in his chest!

Lans made an appropriate concession. He leaned back as much as possible, raising his hands, but only raised them to his chest, palms outward, shaking. "No, I don't mean this..."

But the expressions on his face, his eyes, and his actions mixed together, clearly saying "you fucking know it"!

Ailike slapped the table hard, stood up with a bang. His chest heaved violently, and his eyes stared tightly at Lans. "Place the gambling tables now. When can I see the money?"

Lans continued to persuade him. "This will cause trouble. You know, the Keda family is one of the five big families in New Jincheng. They don't allow it, we can't place gambling tables. This is the rule!"

Ailike's anger exploded MAX again!

He slapped both hands on the table, and the heavy wooden table vibrated. "They are not the mayor!"

The two stared at each other. Lans "retreated" from the staring, moved his gaze away, and seemed to soften his attitude under Ailike's sharp gaze, compromising.

"Okay, Young Master Ailike, but if Mayor Pavilion or Mr. Aosen asks..."

He said the answer Lans wanted. "I'll take responsibility!"

Lans respected his decision, which made Ailike feel a bit less angry, but only a bit. Now he needed to vent, and Red High Heels was the best place to go.

He took his lackeys and left directly, but he told Lans that in a week, he needed to see an income of at least 15,000.

Because the car he ordered needed to be transported from other cities, the local car wasn't ordered out, or there was no ivory white, and he needed to transport one from the neighboring state.

He paid 5,000 in cash. When the car arrived, he needed to pay the remaining car payment, 14,999.

Lans stood by the window watching Ailike take a group of lackeys and leave directly. He shook his head slightly. This idiot, hope his mayor who is both father and uncle knows about this matter and won't be angered into high blood pressure.

At night, after closing, everyone left. Lans called people, drove a truck, and went directly to the Empire District Branch.

He had already greeted Branch Director Chief Bulu. Branch Director Chief Bulu wouldn't come over himself, and the people in the police station would assist them in handling these things.

Everyone was very familiar with Lans. After meeting, they greeted each other very friendly. They even moved these gambling tables and gambling tools out of the evidence warehouse separately and piled them outside the branch warehouse.

A total of over a dozen police officers were helping. Lans packed an envelope for them, which was full of 10-dollar denomination banknotes.

He knew a deputy sheriff in this, who was considered Chief Bulu's assistant. He handed the envelope to the other party. "Distribute it to everyone, 20 dollars each. I can't let you help for nothing."

"After getting off the night shift, go eat something good, have a drink, and then take some things home..."

The deputy sheriff squeezed the envelope, a smile appeared on his face. He held the envelope in his hand, but his mouth said very hypocritical and polite words. "Mr. Lans, you are too polite. Actually, there is no need for this. Police-civilian cooperation has always been our tradition."

Lans was never afraid of hypocritical people. He laughed and said, "Yes, this is our little heart, helping each other."

"Then... I thank you for your generosity on behalf of everyone!"

Lans patted his arm and smiled without speaking.

Soon these gambling tables and gambling tools were loaded onto the car and transported to the Empire of Night nightclub in the night.

At this time, it was already past 3 or 4 o'clock. The street was quiet.

And inside the nightclub, they were all their own people—Lawyer Aosen did arrange some manpower, but those manpower were mainly responsible for administrative work, not for guarding the night shift.

These bitter, tiring, and low-income jobs were all done by Lans's people.

Soon, they arranged the gambling tables and gambling tools properly, and simply cleaned the room they controlled, including those gambling tables and gambling tools.

Looking at the brand new chips, although they weren't chips dedicated to the Keda family, they still emitted a charming luster that people couldn't understand.

"We lack some dealers."

Lans picked up a box of brand new playing cards and dealt cards for six families, very ordinary blackjack. "Mo Lisi is familiar with this. If you can find a professional dealer, go find one. If you can't find one, it doesn't matter."

"Blackjack has no tricks. The dealer always occupies an absolute advantage."

The dealer is always the last to draw cards. He can conduct specific analysis based on the specific situation on the table. As long as he can tie, he can directly enter the next round.

Winning one or two, that's pure profit!

Lans did it a few times simply, and the young people who gathered around also understood roughly. They tried it themselves, and it was indeed so.

Gambling, smuggling alcohol, the two most profitable things in this era.

Seeing these green velvet cloths of eight gambling tables, as well as those colorful chips, they seemed to emit fluorescence under the pendant lamp. Lans skillfully cut a small stack of chips in his hand back and forth.

He seemed to be thinking about something, calculating something, but it wasn't that obvious.

After a while, he came back to his senses. "Let Mo Lisi contact the local gamblers and tell them we have reopened."

Mo Lisi had been hanging out in various underground casinos in the Empire District since he was a child. He knew where to find these gamblers and knew which people had higher grades.

After solving this matter, only the last link in the entire plan remained to be realized—let Ms. Kailu shut up!

The next morning, Accountant Kailu arrived at the Empire of Night company on time. She was invited by Lawyer Aosen from a well-known accounting firm in New Jincheng.

Actually, Lawyer Aosen, including the mayor, they all had their own specialized accountants. These accountants were very proficient in business, but they didn't work outside, because they knew many secrets and couldn't be thrown into a nightclub to work casually.

Ms. Kailu didn't have any like or dislike for this job. This was a job. She acted according to the employer's requirements, nothing more.

When she came today, she found that the door of the third floor, which had originally been vacant, was closed again, and it seemed to have been cleaned once.

She didn't have any idea of finding out, because this was Lans's work.

No matter what he wanted to do, as long as he wanted a budget, he must eventually submit the plan to her.

For this manager Lans, Ms. Kailu didn't attach much importance to him, just a bottom-layer person.

She had heard of Lans's name, but she wasn't very afraid, because she knew what Lawyer Aosen and the law firm behind him, as well as the mayor hidden deeper, represented.

If she was hurt, then what Lans hurt wasn't just her, but also a provocation and harm to Aosen and the mayor behind him.

Moreover, the accounting firm she worked for would also stand up for her. That was a firm with connections in the Bay Area!

The reason she was so tough in her work was because of this. She wasn't afraid of Lans at all!

A day of work was very boring. Looking at that not-so-bad salary, she had been persisting.

The life of the middle class wasn't as beautiful as people imagined. Only when there were no outsiders would they reveal their fatigue.

There were various loans and bills at home to pay. Although they could support such consumption, she still felt too tired.

She didn't see Lans all day today, but this was also very normal. Whether there was this manager or not, the nightclub's business wouldn't have any changes.

When it reached 6 o'clock, she packed up her things, locked some documents into the safe, and drove away.

When she returned to her home located in Pulixiya, she was a bit surprised to see a car that wasn't hers or her husband's at the door. Someone came?

Maybe it was her husband's colleague. His colleagues sometimes came over to play.

Ms. Kailu pushed open the door with her bag on her back. While taking off her shoes and changing into slippers, she asked, "Dear, is someone visiting?"

"I saw a car at the door!"

The house soon heard her husband's voice. "Yes, dear, your colleague came to visit you..." ===== CHAPTER 199 =====

They might be the husband's colleagues; his colleagues sometimes come over to hang out.

Ms. Kailu pushed open the door with her bag on her back. As she took off her shoes to change into slippers, she asked, "Honey, do we have guests?"

"I saw a car at the door!"

Her husband's voice soon came from inside the house, "Yes, dear, your colleague has come to visit you..."