Chapter 570

After Bandi vented his emotions, Fei Jiaer said, "We are not his opponents, Bandi."

"We are not on the same level at all. How do you expect me to deal with him?"

"With our lives?"

Bandi gasped, his face gloomy. "Tell me what happened, don't leave out anything!"

Fei Jiaer told the story. Actually, there was nothing to hide; many people had seen it.

So many police officers surrounded the Keen family's manor, whether they were gang members or passersby.

Part of the news circulating outside now was released by Fei Jiaer, who asked people in the family to do so. He needed to let people know something and prepare for all changes in the future.

It was also considered selling a favor to Lanse, letting him know that he had made a decision and would not go back on his word.

"... They got a search warrant, and even if they didn't have a search warrant, Bandi, how much do you think Bulu cares?"

"They can completely shift the responsibility to that branch director. I can even imagine him telling those judges in court how he cleverly used his means and lies."

"On one hand, he deceived the city police department, and on the other hand, he deceived those under him and his colleagues."

"In the end, he took all the blame alone, and then was sent by Lanse to go on vacation."

"But the things searched out are all evidence. No matter what, we will be sent to court and sent to prison."

After Bandi finished listening, he was speechless for a long time. This is a conspiracy; it clearly tells you that I am coming from the front.

But even if you know he is coming from the front and know his route, you still can't oppose him!

Because the human body cannot oppose a fully armed chariot; the fragile human body will only be crushed by the chariot.

So you must step aside before the chariot hits you.

He really couldn't blame Fei Jiaer for anything; the police checking him every day was enough to make him unable to stay here.

"So... is the Dita family also planning to leave?"

A sigh came from the receiver. Fei Jiaer didn't say anything, but it was as if he had said everything.

Bandi closed his eyes, countless emotions surging in his chest, but in the end, he couldn't say a word.

Such dead silence lasted for about ten seconds. "I know. I wish you... a good development."

Fei Jiaer actually had a decent relationship with Bandi, so he took the initiative to say, "You can actually talk to Lanse."

"Talk about what?" Bandi asked.

"Talk about making concessions."

"Interesting, but not funny, Fei Jiaer."

Bandi's tone now was not so polite, and he couldn't be calm either. "If you retreat, he will let you leave. If I retreat, he will only sink me into Angel Lake. We are different!"

"In short, just like I said before, I wish you a good development. If you have any place where you need my help, give me a call, but it's best not to bother me."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for Fei Jiaer to say anything.

Fleming sat opposite him, looking at his father, who was always very elegant and composed in his memory, showing rare anxiety and unease, yet having no good way to help him change all this.

"I need to deal with some things..." After a while, he issued an order to evict the guests.

Fleming stood up. "If you have any needs, have someone call me. I will stay here these few days."

Bandi nodded, and after watching his son leave, he picked up the phone.

The first call was made to the Lieutenant Governor. "... I encountered a little trouble... what do you mean by 'I can't'? It wasn't this difficult when you were taking money from me!"

"... I'm not threatening you, I'm just telling you a fact... Fuck, fuck you!"

He slammed the phone down, stood up angrily, lit a cigarette, and paced back and forth in the room.

The Lieutenant Governor takes about 600,000 to 800,000 in political contributions from him every year. Now, the federal government has not made further restrictions on the transfer of benefits through political contributions by politicians.

Although there have been relevant proposals from the public and Congress long ago, saying that they want to limit the upper limit of donations by each person within a year and make the funds of each political contribution account public.

But this proposal has been actively raised and promoted by some people since 988, and until today, nearly thirty years have passed, it is not even a formal proposal, let alone letting Congress vote on it.

In fact, politicians are not that stupid to cut off their own financial path. The current federal political contribution policy is that anyone can donate to the politicians they like.

Politicians need to provide an account used to accept donations, but they don't limit how many times each person can donate in a year and how much money they can donate at one time.

At the same time, they don't require politicians to disclose the donations and usage of their political contribution accounts, which means that this account is fundamentally a legal account specifically used for bribery!

This may be the most absurd page in human history, but it really exists!

The Lieutenant Governor is not qualified enough to let Congress hold his head and investigate him, so this money is directly deposited into that account.

He originally thought that the Lieutenant Governor could at least speak a few words for him, but he didn't expect the Lieutenant Governor to say directly that he didn't know what Bandi was talking about, and he wasn't very interested in the content he said, and told him not to call him casually if there was nothing urgent.

What is called an "urgent" matter?

He was almost about to be killed, wasn't that "urgent" enough?

In fact, Bandi also knew that this was definitely not an urgent matter. If he died, without changing the status quo of the casino business license in Jincheng, Lanse would most likely take over all the casinos.

And the benefits he delivered to these people would not be a penny less, so whether he is there or not makes no difference to these people who stand tall no matter how things change!

Not to mention Attorney General Terry; his butt had long ago tilted to Lanse's side.

The Secretary of State was easy to talk to, but what he said didn't sound very good, and he also hinted that Bandi's struggle would only bring longer-lasting pain.

His blood pressure was high at this moment. Although he had a premonition, when this scene hit him head-on, he still couldn't bear it.

So many years of dedication and contribution seemed to have been fed to the dogs.

If it were really fed to the dogs, the dogs would wag their tails and bark at him twice.

For these people, they couldn't wait to come over and kick him twice at this time.

Next, he called those who were unlikely to affect the general trend, such as public opinion representatives, opinion leaders, and workers in the Socialist Party.

These people all promised to help him ask, but he didn't hold any hope for whether it would work.

It was precisely these people who might lose this income from him who were the most nervous; after all, this was related to their vital interests.

But when their names were crossed off a certain list, it meant that even if they cared, they couldn't change anything.

All were terrible news, making people feel desperate.

On the weekend night, Lanse changed into a newly made formal suit and came to Councilor Williams's manor. He had grown a bit taller in half a year, and the previous suit was a bit small.

The new clothes added some trendy things. Lanse had already found a good store for him, in the busiest shopping mall in the city center, accompanied by various big-name luxury goods.

Lanse had also designed the decoration style of the store, a thick, low-key luxury, showing nobility and extraordinariness everywhere, but it wouldn't be expressed in gold and silver.

Hanging the sign of "Royal Exclusive" made those big shots unable to walk when they saw it.

When the car stopped steadily, James was already waiting for him by the car.

He even took the initiative to open the car door for Lanse. "You came at just the right time."

Lanse nodded, got out of the car, tidied up his attire, and walked inside with him.

The gathering was held in a separate room. They hadn't entered the room yet, and Councilor Williams was already waiting for him at the door.

This is also a symbol of status, or in other words, if he climbs a little higher, then the next time he comes here, Councilor Williams will stand at a distance of about one step outside the gate of the building, waiting for him.

After the two met, they shook hands very familiarly. Before this, he was chatting with another person, and now he just happened to introduce this person to Lanse. "This is the president of the Starlight Group, Ram. They have provided tens of thousands of jobs for the residents of New Jincheng!"

The guy in front of Lanse looked to be in his early forties. His head was slightly long, and it might also be because he was bald, which made Lanse feel that his skull looked long, but not pointed.

He smiled very enthusiastically and took the initiative to reach out and shake hands with Lanse. "Mr. Lanse, I have always heard your stories, but I have never been able to meet you."

"This time, thank you to Councilor Williams for the gathering, which gave me the honor to know you."

For this situation, Lanse wouldn't be stingy with his praise and smile. Although he didn't know what this Starlight Group was doing, it didn't prevent him from flattering the other party a few times.

"I have heard of the Starlight Group, a very large and responsible enterprise. Your jobs have saved countless people and their families. You are the heroes of the city!"

Good words don't cost money, so you can say whatever you want.

Anyone being praised is a physically and mentally pleasant thing. If someone is praised and not only not happy but also angry, then either his brain has a problem or his soul has a problem.

Councilor Williams looked at the two flattering each other with amusement before laughing and saying, "Alright, gentlemen, we have to go in. There will be plenty of opportunities for you to compare lines in the future."

Everyone wanted to try, and followed Councilor Williams into the hall.

No mistake, no omission, read it all at once!

It was also at this time that people knew the person who came was Lanse.

Most of them didn't know Lanse, and Lanse didn't know them, but they had seen Lanse's photo.

They might not have cared so much before, but as Lanse's fame grew and the Lanse family's fame grew, they also began to pay attention to this person.

The start time Councilor Williams told Lanse was later than everyone else. In other words, he controlled the arrival time of some people through the adjustment of time, so that they would know who the heavyweight character was.

This is also a small social skill. Those irrelevant people are told to come over at five o'clock, while those important ones might be six o'clock, six-oh-five, six-ten.

Once it involves time accurate to the "minute," it is best to arrive on time, even if you wait outside for a while, you have to wait until the time comes to come.

Lanse was the last one to arrive, and the door was quickly closed.

He followed Councilor Williams and met everyone in the room, including politicians, social activists, and capitalists.

They all have a common characteristic: either they have power and influence, or they have great influence.

Such a private small gathering, irrelevant people simply couldn't get in. Today, they didn't even let them bring their female companions.

After the atmosphere was active enough, the gathering was about to officially begin.

"Sit next to me," Councilor Williams instructed, and then Lanse sat on the single sofa on his left hand.

Here are independent sofas, surrounding small tables, more like a salon.

It itself is not a serious meeting, just an ordinary small gathering.

Soon, after drinks and food were moved up, the gathering began.

"These past few days, I don't know if you have paid attention to the news. The Keen family is about to withdraw from New Jincheng." Councilor Williams opened the topic.

Someone immediately followed up, "I heard about it, but I don't know if this is true." As he spoke, he looked at Lanse.

Councilor Williams also looked at Lanse, and Lanse nodded to acknowledge this. "They will all leave around the middle of this month."

"If you have noticed, you will find that the assets they can take away are being transferred rapidly, and those assets that cannot be taken away are also intended to be disposed of."

"If anyone is interested, you can tell me, and I can make the decision to let you have them."

A seemingly ordinary sentence still made many people's hearts fluctuate.

Some of them had actually verified this, but what they didn't understand was what kind of power made the Keen family leave here.

Was it some irresistible power from a higher level, or other reasons?

But now, they seemed to understand that the problem lay with Lanse.

Without waiting for them to continue to be shocked, Lanse threw out another similar news. "The people of the Dita family have also decided to leave New Jincheng before the end of this month. Similarly, if any of you want the real estate they can't take away, you can contact me."

Many people's eyes subconsciously looked at Councilor Williams, and at this time, Councilor Williams just held his wine glass and maintained a reserved smile.

He seemed to be expressing something, and seemed to be expressing nothing, but from his calmness and his attitude of clearly knowing these things long ago, they had some new guesses.

Councilor Williams, could he also be one of the behind-the-scenes pushers?

Is his connection with Lanse much deeper than people imagine?

Someone couldn't help but ask, "Then the Pasleto family..."

Lanse shook his head. "Paul once helped me, so they will stay, and we will coexist peacefully."

At this time, a string that was vaguely tense in people's hearts loosened a bit. "Then the Keda family?"

Lanse smiled, his sneer filled with disdain for the Keda family. "There will be no Keda family in New Jincheng in the future."

One sentence made people shut their mouths and also made people feel the power hidden behind Lanse's strong confidence!

After the five big families dominated for decades, their era was over.

Although it was a bit rushed, this is the characteristic of gang replacement.

They were also so rapid when they ended the rule of the three big families, stepping onto the city's stage like a crushing force.

Some words of praise were passed to Lanse. If he really unified the underground world of this city, before he fell, he would become the rule-maker of the underground world.

And these people, whether they are capitalists, politicians, or social activists, will all have thousands of connections with Lanse.

Some people who didn't quite understand why Lanse appeared here and what the significance of his appearance was before, now all understood.

During this period, someone suddenly asked, "Mr. Lanse, you look very young. May I ask, are you twenty-five yet?"

Lanse laughed and said, "I am only twenty-two."

People naturally let out exclamations, feeling incredible. The guy who asked first exposed his purpose. "I haven't heard of your fiancée..."

Others immediately understood, and Councilor Williams also looked at Lanse with a smile.

He suddenly realized Lanse's brilliance. He had solved his troubles in advance. If he didn't have a fiancée now, or if that fiancée was just an ordinary person, then many people would use their minds on him next—

How to use a woman to handle the underground emperor of this city in the future!

Lanse didn't give them this chance. "The girl from the Lawrence family, Patricia, works in the Business Service Bureau."

When hearing this surname, those pure-blooded locals immediately showed a look of understanding. Even if the Lawrence family had no achievements in politics, they were still the largest farm owners, plantation owners, and ranch owners in the vicinity.

They also represented the traditional landlord class of the Likai State. Don't underestimate such a role; as long as there is a need, they can immediately connect the entire state's landlord class.

Hearing this, those who had some thoughts immediately gave up their ideas.

"Truly a masterpiece of God!" the man sighed. As for whether he really thought so, only he himself knew.

Councilor Williams raised his hand with a smile. "You must have found that we have one more new friend this time than in the past, a young new friend."

"Although Lanse is young, his power is not small, which is exactly what we need."

"You also saw last time that there is already a rift between us and the Bay Area, an irreparable rift."

"I am not a person who is willing to easily give up my interests. I believe you are, and they are, so we must fight well for a period of time next."

"To decide who is the real master of this city!"

(End of chapter)