Chapter 270: Unsettled and Skill Grading

Wolf was chewing chewing tobacco in his mouth. Now the number of people chewing tobacco has gradually begun to decrease, while the sales of rolled cigarettes are constantly creating new highs.

Both are obtaining nicotine from tobacco. Compared to some not-so-good experiences brought by chewing tobacco, for example, people who don't know how to chew will get tobacco dregs all over their mouths, or accidentally swallow them.

The way of absorbing nicotine by inhaling cigarette smoke is clearly more liked by people.

Clean, hygienic, tidy, and can bring the same experience. They have sufficient reasons to choose rolled cigarettes instead of chewing tobacco.

However, some people still like chewing tobacco. This has already become a kind of habit in their lives, and some people regard this as a tradition.

But this tradition hasn't actually been passed down for many years. However, for the Federation, having a history of a few decades is enough to be called "history."

Wolf also smokes, but he likes chewing tobacco more often.

He likes the taste of the juice wrapped in saliva and tobacco components squeezed out from the tobacco fibers when he bites the tobacco with his molars, which can give him great satisfaction.

His tobacco is handmade by an old native, and the price is not expensive, three dollars a pound.

Many people even feel that it is not as good as the one-dollar-a-pound chewing tobacco after tasting it, but Wolf likes this "raw and fierce" strength, as well as its native inheritance.

One chew down, it's like chewing a bomb, and the whole person is blown comfortable.

He looked at Lukaer slowly, without even taking his feet off the table, with a feeling of not putting Lukaer in his eyes.

"I gave money, Lukaer.", he thought for a while and said.

Lukaer stared at him. "But I fuck greeted you, don't go to the docks to cause trouble these few days."

Wolf rubbed his fingers on the upper and lower rows of outward gums, then took a sip of water, rinsed his mouth, and spat it on the ground casually. "But, I have already given money, Lukaer."

He seemed to have only this one sentence to say, can say, which made Lukaer feel a bit stuffy.

"The docks are holding some activity these few days, and quite a few people have come. Today your people not only chased to the docks but also opened fire on the docks!"

"Do you know how much trouble this will bring?"

Wolf rolled his eyes. "You took my money, Lukaer, you have to help me solve the trouble."

Lukaer's voice also became louder. "I fuck took money from many people. Does everyone who causes trouble have to be solved by me?"

Wolf seemed to agree very much with this statement of his. "Otherwise, why should we give you money?"

"Instead of you giving us money?"

The two looked at each other without giving way. Lukaer also felt a bit of a headache, because he knew that behind Wolf were people from the Mayor's line.

And the Mayor has the power to let him roll. Before, one had already rolled. He spent so much money to climb to this position, he wouldn't easily get himself down.

This is also the reason why he is willing to take the money given by these people, because there are also people behind them.

He didn't dare to bet whether the Mayor would make things difficult for a small person like him, because he couldn't afford the consequences of failure.

In the end, his gaze moved from Wolf's face to the faces of others in the room. "I'll take a step back. Hand over the people who went today to me, and this matter ends here."

Wolf couldn't help laughing. "You ran into my office, and then let me hand over my brothers to you. Are all the gangs in Jincheng like this?"

The people around all laughed loudly one after another, as if this was a very ridiculous thing, and at the same time, they leaned toward the middle, surrounding Lukaer in the very middle.

This is a kind of threat, a kind of deterrence.

Wolf picked up the things on the table and threw them back casually. "The Wolf King will not sell out the brothers of his own group, and I won't either!"

He looked at Lukaer, as if looking at a clown. "You are quite annoying, Lukaer. How do they tolerate you?"

Feeling Wolf's lack of respect for himself, Lukaer's eyes were a bit gloomy, and a bit straight.

He stared straight at Wolf, as if he was going to eat people, brother!

He knew that he couldn't reveal a timid appearance at this time, otherwise it would definitely be very bad. He leaned his body forward a bit, and his hands pressed on the table. "I just want to solve this problem, you failed my good intentions, Wolf."

"The Lanse family is not the Red Dog Gang. They have more people, more guns, and are more ruthless!"

"Don't think I'm playing tricks on you, I'm helping you!"

Wolf didn't have much expression change when hearing the name Lanse family. His face carried a kind of faint arrogance. "We are not like Snaike, not like the Viper Gang."

"They are afraid of Lanse, we are not!"

Lukaer was very angry. He looked around, no one respected him. He slowly stood up. His face was pulled very long. He pressed one hand on the armed belt, while bending his waist and reaching out to knock on Wolf's table, like a kind of warning and reminder. "I hope you won't regret what you did today."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave. Since he couldn't handle Wolf, staying here had no meaning.

Wolf sneered, looking at Lukaer's back with some disdain. "Starting next month, our money won't be handed in."

Lukaer was almost at the door. Hearing this sentence, he stopped again. He turned around and walked to the table again, his hands pressed on the table, his body leaning forward from high to low, full of aggressiveness. "Handing in money is the rule, Wolf."

"You can not pay, but I guarantee that every time you fight, we will be at the scene, and we will also arrest your people!"

"This is not Fides, this is Jincheng, not a place where you can mess around."

Wolf was not threatened. "You can try, and see who is unlucky first!"

Lukaer straightened up. He didn't want to continue staying here now. "I am a police officer, you are a thief."

"Remember this point!"

After finishing, he turned and left. His anger had been completely ignited. One or two, none of them respected him!

He is a police officer, a Precinct Chief, he possesses the law enforcement power of this area, but it makes him feel like anyone can come over and step on him!

And he just promoted to Precinct Chief. If the Wolf Gang doesn't pay money, leading other gangs not to pay money, his status in the police system will fall from the sky.

The old Precinct Chief didn't not collect money, he didn't collect the Wolf Gang's money. He believed that the Wolf Gang couldn't last long, and he was also unwilling to treat the Wolf Gang as "his own people."

He collected it, and then couldn't collect it. He would become a joke.

He forcefully closed the door with a "bang," and the whole wall seemed to shake for a moment.

People in the room all revealed expressions of disgust, and some people asked Wolf if he wanted to stop Lukaer. Wolf shook his head. "Keep him here for dinner?"

"Stupid!"

"Let him roll. I want to vomit my breakfast when I see his face, damn, what kind of thing!"

Lukaer returned to the car and forcefully closed the car door, cursing in his mouth.

He had never been so angry, but now, he was really angry!

His partner looked at him and asked, "What now?"

Lanse and his Lanse family are not easy to provoke. Being able to unify the Imperial District, defeat the Fides Viper Gang, and ambush Snaike outside the city, their decisiveness and ruthlessness have already made people look sideways.

Even law enforcers, if there is no need, actually don't want to provoke Lanse and the Lanse family.

They indeed don't have a past of attacking law enforcers, but you don't know if you will become the first target they attack!

Lukaer's breathing was very rough. "I care about him?!"

"This is the Port District, not the Imperial District. I am not a soft egg like Bulu. If he wants to try with me, let him come over and try!"

"I will let him know, here, who is in charge!"

Words are said like this, but in the end, he still took the initiative to call Lanse, telling Lanse that it was the Fides Wolf Gang who did it.

He had already tried to bring back the people who broke into the docks and caused trouble, but he failed. In the phone call, he told Lin Qi bluntly that the Wolf Gang didn't buy his account.

As for that three thousand dollars, he didn't mention a word.

Money that has already been put into his pocket, still want him to spit it out?

It's not that there is no such possibility, just that the possibility is not big!

Lanse didn't say anything on the phone. After he finished speaking, he waited for a while and then hung up the phone directly, which made him very dissatisfied.

This is not the same thing as the "Chief life" in his ideal at all!

But immediately after, the phone ring suddenly rang again. He picked up the phone casually.

Before he could say anything to ask about the other party's identity, the person on the opposite side spoke first.

"Lukaer, want to be the Chief of the City Police Department?"

The commotion created by the docks spread out at an astonishing speed. Everyone knew about this matter. President Sikaote had already hated those gangs into a hole.

However, fortunately... everyone knew that this matter indeed had nothing to do with him. It was just an accident, and it had nothing to do with his ability.

The gang problem in this period is not just a problem of Jincheng.

Even in the capital and the special zone, it is the same as here, with gangs running rampant!

Even in the Congress, quite a few senators also have dealings with gangs.

Sometimes holding some large-scale activities, or even during the general election, gangs will participate in it, maintain order, or protect the President's safety.

These situations have penetrated into all aspects of society. It is absolutely not just "organized crime" that can fully describe it. It is a part of the composition of federal society, and it is also an important part!

Even gangs have become an important cultural symbol of the Federation, accepted and known by people.

The Labor Federation and the General Union expressed understanding, and also expressed willingness to continue to participate in the assembly on the second and third days, which made President Sikaote breathe a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he was also praying, don't have any more problems!

Lanse had just hung up Lukaer's phone and lit a cigarette.

The reason he was angry today was Lukaer's indifferent appearance. He messed things up, but he didn't care, and even carried a smile that made people uncomfortable!

This is the reason why Lanse was angry.

If he apologized sincerely, instead of that perfunctory attitude of "I give you face, this is my problem, let it be," Lanse wouldn't lose his temper.

He looked at other little partners in the room. "For us, the Port District is a very important place. The port, some of our industries, core industries, are all very dependent on the Port District."

"Before, the Port District was under Bill's control. His relationship with us was okay, and he didn't dare to touch our interests casually."

"But now he can't control the Port District anymore. The growing Wolf Gang and Viper Gang have the same problem. They are not on the same road as us."

"So...", he hissed and took a deep breath of the cigarette. The sparks on the cigarette butt suddenly brightened, and it was visible to the naked eye that it was burning backward.

As his inhalation action ended, the cigarette was moved away from his mouth. He tilted his head slightly, and a thick smoke was sprayed out from his mouth and nose, being spit upward.

He said the words everyone was looking forward to. "... We are going to take the Port District."

Halamu stood up excitedly immediately. "Should have done this long ago, Lanse!"

"Should give those bastards some shock from the Empire!"

A positive team always needs someone to stand on the opposite side of the decision-maker to pour cold water.

Preventing overheating is very important. Sometimes fanatical emotions will make people ignore some problems. Aierwen played this role.

He also looked very rational. "We haven't fully eaten through the Imperial District yet. If we want to expand outward now, manpower may be a bit insufficient, and it may also have some impact on the Imperial District."

Lanse frowned. "How many people do we have now, adding them all up."

Meiluo gave Lanse a relatively accurate number. "Four hundred and thirty-three."

The scale of a gang of more than four hundred people is actually not small, but if these four hundred people are asked to control an area with a population of nearly two hundred thousand, they are almost diluted to the point of being invisible!

Excluding bars, warehouses, brewing, factories, and other places, only more than one hundred to two hundred people can be mobilized at any time.

If these people are mobilized away, then the safety and order in the Imperial District may be affected.

Those street families are always constantly emerging. Several young people gather together, and a row of heads plan to establish a family from scratch like Lanse. Isn't the trouble coming?

The characteristics of organized crime, besides "organized," are "crime." They will make this a mess. Only by maintaining the visible power on the street can this trend be curbed.

The Kamila Gang controlled half of the Imperial District before, and had more than three hundred core members and several hundred peripheral members. This is the truest appearance of a gang.

"While recruiting people, while inquiring about the situation in the Port District, don't reveal this matter to the outside for now, but we must be prepared."

Lanse's will is the highest will of the Lanse family. Soon Aierwen began to continue recruiting manpower.

There are many young people in the Imperial District willing to join the Lanse family, and those illegal immigrants are even more. They never worry that the recruited manpower is not enough, only worry that the quality is too poor.

The next day, the dock activity was still continuing. It was just that there were much fewer people watching today. Some people who didn't know the truth didn't know whether those people were hostile because they came to the docks for other things, or simply wanted to make trouble for the activity.

They were not willing to take the risk to watch, so the number of people watching was reduced by more than half, and even quite a few contestants chose to give up.

This also has a benefit, which is to make the progress of the competition advance much earlier than expected.

On the docks, one could see gunmen wearing dark formal suits and red armbands everywhere. They stood together in groups of three or five, and some even carried submachine guns!

However, their existence not only wouldn't make the workers on the docks feel afraid, but instead would have a kind of relatively familiar intimacy.

Most of the workers on the docks lived in the Port District and the Imperial District. These people were too familiar to those workers living in the Imperial District.

They introduced the situation of the Lanse family to the workmates who didn't know the Lanse family, and even to prove that they didn't lie, they took the initiative to greet those gunmen, and even ran over to borrow a fire or something!

This is also the first time that people on the docks know that Mr. Lanse's Lanse family is really not the same thing as other gangs!

Other those gangs?

If they gather together and you walk over, they will either let you roll, or let you pass—and then scrape every penny in your pocket, and then let you roll.

This is also why federal people who see gang members will take the initiative to bypass them. Who knows if they will have any sudden whim to use it on you.

In the evening, a group of people sat together chatting. Regarding the competitive assembly problem, Lanse also joined in as the main sponsor.

While chatting, the Vice President of the State Labor Federation talked about technical problems.

"Our current evaluation of workers in terms of skills is very single. There are only skilled workers and non-skilled workers, which is actually an inaccurate classification."

"This time, the competition of dock workers' skills made us discover this point. For example, screwing, in a standard time, the one who can complete it is a skilled worker, and the one who cannot complete it is a non-skilled worker."

"But among skilled workers, there are also people who are very fast, and there are also people who have just reached the standard line. They are all skilled workers, but their technical ability has a big difference."

"Before, we also discussed this matter internally, but we never had any good solutions. But now, after your competitive assembly this time, we seem to have found a good direction."

"We can score the skilled workers. Everyone has their own score, so that it can reflect their performance in professional skills."

Lanse coughed lightly, and the eyes of others were focused over. "Why don't we grade them?"

"If it's just scoring, perhaps they are not in good condition, or they perform exceptionally, which still cannot truly represent their ability."

"We should use a more suitable way to grade them, for example, first-level technical worker, second-level technical worker..." ===== CHAPTER 271 =====