Chapter 639: Difficulties to Overcome on the Way to the Ideal Terminal 6664

The cigar in Lans's hand could be seen at a glance to be not cheap. The metal casing let anyone know it wasn't cheap just by looking at it.

At least those few-dollar cigars wouldn't necessarily give you a metal one, and there might be a separate gold-plated cigarette tube, but here there is.

Karl hadn't smoked a cigar, he was a bit moved and nodded, "Of course, sir."

Lans opened the cigar tube, took scissors to handle it in front of him, and told him why he had to do this.

Immediately after, he took out a special lighter, roasted the cigarette end for a while, and handed it to Karl, "Try it, small mouth first."

Karl was a bit excited. Young people are very excited about things they haven't experienced but yearn for, and have already grasped in their hands, because that is their former dream and the life they pursue.

Just like a girl who lies on the bed wrapped in a sheet and tells you she won't go tonight, or the cigar in his hand that represents status and position.

His hands were even trembling slightly. After taking the cigar, the smile on his face couldn't stop. He took a small puff, and then felt someone punch him!

He coughed violently. He tried to inhale the smoke of the cigar into his lungs.

The excessive nicotine gave his throat a fierce punch!

Just one puff, and his throat went hoarse!

He coughed violently, unable to straighten his waist.

After a while, he felt a bit better. The water stains in his eye sockets let Lans know he wasn't easy just now.

"Cigars are not meant to be inhaled. Let the smoke rotate in your mouth for a while, use your tongue to stir it."

"You can feel some unique flavors gradually filling your mouth, undergoing slow changes, and then spit it all out!"

"Just like this!" When he was coughing, Lans also lit a cigar himself. He took a puff and did a demonstration.

Then he spat it out very easily, looking extremely elegant!

"I smoked a cigar for the first time, Mr. Lans," Karl explained, his throat still a bit hoarse. He looked at the cigar with lingering fear and took another small puff.

This time he didn't inhale into his lungs, but learned Lans's appearance, letting more smoke rotate in his mouth, attached to the oral mucosa.

He gradually felt that very interesting feeling. First, there was a clear nutty taste in his mouth, and a trace of milky taste, but soon it converted into a taste he couldn't say, but it was clearly a fruit-like taste, and there was also a trace of whiskey taste.

Very magical!

He learned from Lans to spit it out slowly, making himself look more elegant.

And his actions made Lans couldn't help but laugh out loud, because at this time Karl looked like a little monkey learning human behavior!

"Did I do something wrong?", Karl was a bit dazed. He didn't know why Lans would laugh out loud.

Lans shook his head, "No, you didn't do anything wrong, I just think it's very interesting. I saw something stronger in you than Boni."

"The longing for a better life, the pursuit of wealth and power."

Lans paused, "Cigars don't have to be smoked at once. When you feel it's about enough, you can extinguish it, then put it into this tube and keep it well."

"Next time you need it, take it out and light it again."

Lans handed over the metal cigar tube he brought with him, as well as other things.

"Do you know how much the cigar in your hand is?", he asked.

To stimulate a person's ambition and desire, the best way is to let him touch some first.

This is like a woman. If a woman doesn't show any color to a man, the man won't let his imagination run wild.

But if she winks, or even gives a little benefit, the man will have an illusion: does this woman like me?

Power is the same. If you don't let someone who hasn't enjoyed it enjoy the fun of power and wealth, they won't try so hard to want to possess these!

Karl shook his head, "I don't know, Mr. Lans."

"Fifteen dollars, Karl."

Karl's eyes widened. He looked down at the cigar in his hand, unable to imagine its price was so high!

High to the point that a local worker in the Federation works hard for a month and can only afford three!

"How much money did I spit out in this one puff..."

He was shocked by the luxury of Lans's life and tasted it again. The experience, which was completely different from smoking, made him intoxicated.

More intense nicotine was absorbed faster through the mucosa, entered the blood circulation system, and began to play a role. He was a bit dizzy, but he didn't hate this feeling, but liked it very much.

After Lans helped him extinguish the cigar, he tightened the cigar tube and threw it to him, "Pack it up, our rest time is over, now you can continue to tell your story."

If Karl might still have a trace of hesitation in his heart before this, then at this moment, he had no hesitation at all.

This is the life he wants. Cigars worth more than ten dollars are placed in the drawer at will, instead of being busy outside all day, only earning a few cents of hard-earned money that can make him feel at ease.

He doesn't want that kind of life!

"Mr. Lans, the thing is like this..."

He said everything that happened yesterday in detail. Lans was a bit surprised by Mr. Hope's ambition and execution ability.

He was thinking, thinking about whether he could get anything from this matter, or whether there was a possibility of losing anything.

After Karl finished speaking, he closed his mouth and sat quietly, even slowing down his breathing a bit, for fear of disturbing Lans's thinking.

After a while, Lans's expression changed a bit. He smiled and looked at Karl, "You are different from Boni."

"His story doesn't have these." Karl nodded, "Boni feels that Hope is a good person, and everything he did was to make us, the refugees, live better."

Lans asked, "And you?"

This is actually a relatively complex and important question. Karl also had this feeling in his heart. If he could answer this question well, he could go further.

After more than ten seconds, his heart was beating violently. He tried his best to make himself look no different, "Mr. Lans, if I am richer than him, then I will definitely be able to do better than him."

"I can help more refugees with my own hands, without asking them for any return. I will help others more cleanly than him, not doing it with a purpose!"

Lans was a bit surprised by Karl's very spiritual answer. He thought for a while, nodded and said, "You have given me some new understanding of you. I have begun to look forward to your future."

"Karl, the road of life is always tortuous, full of bumps, hardships, traps, everything that wants you to stop, everything that obstructs you."

"Difficulty is not necessarily letting you fall, and overcoming difficulty is not necessarily as simple as you climbing up after falling."

"It will appear in various ways on the road to your ideal. Everything that makes you stop is your difficulty, and you must overcome it."

"Boni is a good child. His requirements for himself are the difficulties for him to move towards his ideal."

"It's very bad that he couldn't overcome the difficulty, so he stayed there, stayed on the road to the ideal."

No errors, no content, see it at a glance!

"It's a pity that I can't see him at the terminal of the ideal, but I hope you can appear there."

Lans slightly raised his chin, "From now on, you have replaced Boni's position."

"In the future, you are the boss of your group, and if you have problems, you can come to me, and I will also give you support."

"As for Boni..."

Lans shook his head, "He fell, couldn't climb up, and we couldn't help him, so let him stay there."

"Don't be influenced by him, and don't disturb him."

Lans said and started to give him a new task, "You can help me inquire about Hope's affairs, such as where he lives, but don't interfere too much."

"Because you have a new job!"

Karl became serious. He firmly remembered those words of Lans in his brain, "You say."

"I heard that many women on your side are soliciting?"

This question made Karl a bit embarrassed, but he still nodded, "Yes, a common phenomenon."

"Soliciting has no technical threshold, and it makes money very fast."

Lans's fingers tapped lightly on the table, "The naval base will soon welcome naval soldiers. You know, they are young people like you, most of them are stronger than you, and older."

"They have a strong demand for sex. This is a big business."

"I plan to hand it over to you."

Karl was stunned for a moment, but soon agreed, "No problem, boss."

He tentatively called "boss," Lans didn't object, as if he didn't hear it.

But this made Karl very happy, he felt he was accepted.

"Don't force those poor women. You go and tell them the real situation. The soldiers of the Federation need them. Each time they can get at least one dollar."

"No one will bully them, no one will not pay, I will solve it if there is trouble."

"We temporarily need...", he thought for a while, "five hundred people."

"Can you solve this problem for me?"

"Karl?"

Karl clenched his fists, "Watch me!"

Lans was very satisfied with his energy. He might lack some noble qualities like Boni, but he can definitely go further than Boni.

Because even if he falls, he can climb up quickly, instead of lying there unable to climb up.

"Go to Mr. Mero to collect the funds for this work. Can you use a pistol?"

Karl nodded quickly, "I can a little."

"Go and get a pistol, protect your own safety."

"Karl, remember my words."

"I hope to see you again at the terminal of your ideal!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 640 =====