Chapter 745: Three Rules and People Who Can Smoke and Play

The cigarette ash rolled into the ashtray, scattered into a piece. Lanse looked up at the two of them, and then slowly leaned back, "In the future, all the alcohol in Likalai State must be bought from me."

He gently pursed the cigarette on his lips, took a breath, and the smoke surged into his mouth under the wrapping of the airflow and entered his lungs.

After turning around, it was exhaled from his mouth again.

These smokes only took three or four seconds to complete their mission.

The smoke exhaled from his mouth was light, but the words spoken were heavy.

The alcohol market in Likalai State is still very huge. In fact, no matter which state it is, if you pile up the alcohol market of the entire state together, it is an astonishing high tower!

Lanse wants to eat the alcohol business of the entire state. The ambition he exposed at this moment, and the kind of calmness and composure he showed while leaning on the sofa, made both of them feel that he had full confidence in the conditions he put forward!

The atmosphere was slightly tense.

Smuggling alcohol is currently the most profitable business—if you don't consider stability, from the perspective of pure profit alone, it is not.

But the demand for alcohol is very large, just like those human trafficking businesses.

A girl can sell for tens of thousands, and some particularly good girls can even sell for more than 100,000.

But not every day there are such wealthy people willing to spend tens of thousands or more than 100,000 to buy a slave.

These girls have to go through a period of time in their hands at least, until the toy is broken, before they will consider buying the next toy. This span is far longer than the span of "Bartender, another cup"!

From the perspective of demand, market, and actual profit brought, the comprehensive profit of alcohol is still the highest.

Everyone needs a cup, in this damn prohibition era!

And with the implementation of the new tax law, although people's wages have been raised to a certain extent, the money they can put into their pockets has become less than before.

They need a cup to relax even more.

The profit of alcohol is so huge that it has become the pillar industry of all gangs.

Lanse opened his mouth and wanted to monopolize the sales of alcohol, and they indeed had some opinions.

Zabuli felt that his relationship with Lanse was okay, so he couldn't help but ask first, "Mr. Lanse, I don't mean to offend, but I don't quite understand your requirement that all alcohol must be bought from you."

Lanse tilted his body slightly, changed his sitting posture, took a puff of his cigarette, and then folded his hands on his knees, "In what aspect?"

Zabuli continued to deliberate, "I know you produce Golden Lion whiskey and some other alcohol, and we are also selling these, and the sales are quite good."

Lanse nodded slightly, "You made a successful choice, our alcohol is obviously more cost-effective."

Zabuli showed some smiles, "Yes, but there are still some people who prefer cheaper alcohol, grape juice, or beer."

"They can't afford whiskey, can't afford brandy, can't afford... all high-priced alcohol!"

"Many of these are produced and sold locally. If we import from you, will we lose some advantages in price?"

"After all, even if the cost is the same, but with the addition of transportation costs, it will be difficult for us to continue selling fifteen-cent alcohol at a fifteen-cent price!"

Lanse shook his head, "I not only produce alcohol myself, but I am also the only alcohol supplier in New Jincheng. I know the cost and profit of beer very well."

"Even with the addition of freight, you will still make money selling at fifteen cents!"

He first pointed out that he is not the kind of person who doesn't know the specific business situation. He also climbed up step by step from below, and he knows better than anyone else what this market is like.

"And, my meaning might not be fully understood by you yet. If you inquire about the business situation of local bars, you will understand."

"There are many kinds of alcohol here, not just us, but if they want to sell, they must first send the alcohol to me, and then I will sell it to local bars."

"Simply put, other alcohol merchants want to sell alcohol, they have to give me enough profit."

"It's the same on your side. You might rely on some local alcohol merchants for some alcohol categories. It doesn't matter."

"Let them come to me, I will authorize them to allow them to sell alcohol to you."

"There won't be too much change in price, and it might even be more favorable."

"Because our market has begun to integrate, competition has become more intense, and the price of alcohol is actually more beneficial to the sales terminal."

Zabuli's head was about to explode, "Mr. Lanse, please forgive me for not being smart enough, I might not be able to figure out some things in this."

Lanse didn't blame him either. After all, he did too much cotton picking work, and his brain had fallen into a fixed thinking.

When using his brain, besides popping his eyeballs out, it seemed he had no other ability.

"Tell Mr. Marcus what I said when you go back, he will figure it out."

"If he still can't figure it out, let him come to me."

"I will explain it to him personally."

Then Lanse looked at the second-in-command of the Thorn Gang. The second-in-command was smarter than Zabuli, and he said thoughtfully, "Mr. Lanse, do you mean that no matter whose alcohol we want to buy, he must first hand over part of the profit to you?"

Lanse showed a lot of smiles, he looked at Zabuli, "Look, although his explanation is not so accurate, it is roughly the meaning."

"Without authorization, it is illegal brewing. I will catch those who sell it, and I will also catch those who buy it!"

He leaned on the back of the sofa, always wearing a smile on his face, but he wouldn't let anyone look down on him because of this. Zabuli and the representative of the Thorn Gang didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

The pressure that came over like a flame made them bear a weight that others could hardly imagine!

"I do this to completely stabilize the alcohol market in Likalai State."

"The alcohol market is too chaotic. Alcohol from outside the state is constantly smuggling in, disrupting the local alcohol price."

"And there are some inferior distilleries that use industrial alcohol for blending, manufacturing a batch of alcohol harmful to the human body."

"Those who drink it are prone to various problems. Blindness, hearing loss, paralysis, and even death are all possible."

"To ensure our own interests, to ensure the interests of our guests, standardizing the market is imperative."

"Only alcohol producers authorized by me can produce and sell their alcohol. This is also for the consideration of each of us."

"Of course you can refuse. I am not that kind of dictatorial tyrant who must make you accept all the requirements and rules I put forward."

"Including other gangs, or capitalists and the like who are also operating, can refuse."

"But those who refuse me are not allowed to conduct moonshine sales in Likalai State."

Very domineering, Zabuli and the second-in-command of the Thorn Gang fell into silence.

But they couldn't deny that what Lanse said had a bit of truth.

The two looked at each other and felt that this matter was not something they could decide. Subsequently, they mentioned going back to discuss with everyone.

Lanse didn't stop them, didn't force them to make a decision immediately, they could refuse.

They could even not leave Likalai State, as long as they didn't buy or sell alcohol.

"Besides these three rules, there are no other rules."

"I won't ask you to provide me with a profit from your income, nor will I ask you to do anything for me. Everything remains the same, just added three new rules."

"Discuss well with your leaders and cadres."

"If you are not in a hurry to go back, you can also go to the casino to play, or go to the local bars to turn around, I will arrange for you."

The two had already obtained what they wanted, and even a bit more. At this time, they didn't continue to linger, and rose to say goodbye one after another.

After Lanse signaled that they could leave, the two left with their worries very quickly.

Aierwen sent them away and returned to the office, "Will they agree?"

Lanse asked back, "Do they have the qualification to disagree?"

He said with a reserved smile on his face, they didn't have the qualification to refuse.

He paused, "Did you get the things I asked you to prepare ready?"

Aierwen nodded and said, "Already prepared, when do you want to use it?"

Lanse looked at the calendar on his watch, "Two days later, let people transport the things over first."

Aierwen stood up, said "I'll go do it," and left the room.

He came to the vault, signed a name, then pushed a cart and left the vault, arriving at the parking lot.

Aierwen recently added two captains to his subordinates. He hadn't chosen captains before. Many times, he just looked at who was free and who was on duty when encountering things, and then found them.

But as there were more and more things, he also needed some people who could work for him wholeheartedly.

The two young men were his fellow villagers, and they were considered very smart among the captains, and their brains were not stupid, and they had all graduated from high school.

For the Imperial people who came to the Federation, high school was the limit that almost all ordinary people could touch.

As for the university further up, don't even think about it.

Universities with "Royal" or "Noble" titles only accept students with noble backgrounds, and some ordinary universities also only recruit elite classes and privileged classes.

Although there are some universities that recruit civilians, their tuition fees can prevent more than ninety percent of civilians from entering the school.

In fact, the Federation is similar to the Empire in this regard, but they changed "noble" to "upper class", and replaced elite classes and privileged classes with "middle class".

There is no difference in essence, but the Federation has one good point: they provide student loans for civilians.

Although if there is no accident, the borrower needs to use decades to repay this loan, but at least they have the opportunity to go to university and change their destiny.

The two young men, one named Karl and one named Walker, are both great young men.

"Help me send these things to the car."

The two guys followed Aierwen with their respective subordinates. The cart was full of suitcases, very heavy.

They needed to use both hands to lift them up.

"What's inside?", Walker was a bit curious and shook it.

Aierwen glared at him, "You don't need to know, anyway, it's good stuff."

The young people didn't care much either, it was nothing more than those things. After loading the car, Aierwen let Walker follow the car with people to ensure that the things in the car could be successfully sent to the new villa Lanse bought in Manton.

And Lanse will take the train at night to Manton.

Attorney General Terry cooperated with him very well, and the state police also supported him very much. No matter whether they were looking at Senator Cleveland's face, at least Lanse was the biggest beneficiary of this matter.

He couldn't do nothing to show his attitude.

And Dai Er did a good job there. It seems that he and his new colleagues are getting along very happily. In the long time to come, Dai Er's work will be very busy.

After all, those Prohibition Committees and hazardous materials administrations in various places are the best tools for Lanse to strike at "dissenters".

He doesn't need to spend a penny, the law enforcement system built by the Federation with heavy money can be used privately by him. Sometimes you can't understand at all whether this is the advancement of the federal system or its failure.

In the afternoon, Lanse went to visit William and Emily. Today happens to be the weekend, and both of them are at home.

After hugging the couple, Lanse took a few steps back and looked at William with some doubt, making William feel a bit uncomfortable.

He kept looking for something abrupt on his body and asked Emily for help.

Emily didn't find anything wrong either, and both looked at Lanse.

"You seem to have gained weight."

"Wang Defa?"

"This is the most hurtful thing I've ever heard in my life, none of them!"

William took a few steps back in disbelief. He wanted to button up his formal suit to prove something, but in the eyes of himself and Emily, the button didn't button up!

He really gained weight!

"I don't feel anything at all!", he was still in self-shock.

Emily seemed to think of something, her face flushed a bit, "I will choose new clothes for you. I'll go get some drinks first. What do you want to drink?"

"Black tea!", Lanse said, then patted William's arm, "Okay, it's just gained some weight."

The two came to the living room and sat down. William was still a bit unbelievable, but soon he seemed to think of something, and his expression became a bit awkward.

You know, breast milk is very nutritious, whether it is animal, or...

As long as the mother's nutrition can keep up, there will be a large amount of fat and protein in the breast milk, which is an absolute killer of weight!

Think about it, newborn mammals can increase their weight by dozens of pounds in a short time just by relying on breast milk. William just gained a circle that is not so obvious now, which is really nothing.

Patricia is also here. She likes her little brother very much and treats him like a small animal.

Seeing Lanse, she came over and rubbed her face with Lanse, then ran upstairs again.

"Thanks to her help here during this time.", William explained. He thought Lanse was here for Patricia.

Lanse shook his head, "I'm just here to visit you. If you need anything, you can tell me. I'm going to Manton tonight."

"What are you going to Manton for?", William subconsciously picked up a cigarette, then looked at Lanse and asked if he wanted one.

Lanse looked back at Emily who was brewing black tea and signaled William to go outside to smoke.

Emily doesn't like him smoking because every time he finishes smoking, she has to wash it again.

But as an old smoker, quitting smoking is not an easy thing.

If it weren't for the fact that this matter couldn't be done by others, Emily would have found someone else.

Victor just fucking was born, can't have a mouth full of smoke, right?

Coming out from the side door and standing in the courtyard, William took a deep puff of his cigarette, and the whole person seemed very relaxed.

"Heard you handled the Saint Bell Party?", his news was very well-informed. After reaching a certain social status, someone would take the initiative to share with you some latest news you didn't know.

Lanse nodded and took a puff of his cigarette, "He dealt with me several times, I don't intend to tolerate him anymore."

William thought of another thing, "So do you have any big plans?"

"Why ask like that?", Lanse was a bit surprised and curious, "What did you think of?"

William shook his head, "Actually, from my point of view, here and the Saint Bell Party are very far apart. You can slowly free up your hands to deal with him, instead of using such great momentum."

"I think you are very anxious, so I have such a guess."

Lanse didn't deny it. He was silent for a while, "There is an idiot you don't know waiting for me to bring him back."

William sighed and didn't continue to ask, "Pay attention to safety."

Lanse nodded.

Subsequently, Lanse went to see little Victor. Newborns sleep and eat, so he only saw Patricia who was tossing him.

The little baby made her maternal love overflow.

After eating dinner, Lanse left. He still had a nine o'clock train.

In a blink of an eye, it was the evening of the next day. After a day of fast travel, Lanse finally arrived in Manton.

Dai Er was waiting on the platform early.

When he saw the locomotive pulling only three carriages entering the station, he knew it was Lanse who came.

Lanse got off the car and hugged him. The relationship between the two is already very good now.

The thing of interest is really wonderful. Even enemies can become friends under the effect of interest.

"I have already told them, they are all very willing to accept your invitation."

Sitting in the car, Dai Er took the initiative to say one of the purposes of Lanse's trip. He wanted to meet the people of the State Prohibition Committee.

They definitely wouldn't refuse. After all, whether it is Lanse himself or the Congress side, they always have to bow their heads to one side.

Lanse was very satisfied with Dai Er's action, and then he asked, "There won't be those particularly upright people who are unwilling to bend over, right?"

"I don't hope that this meeting, which can be happy, will be made very unpleasant by some people."

Director Dai Er shook his head, "Don't worry, there are indeed such people, two committee members, but I didn't invite them."

"The ones I invited are all those who can be friends with you!" ===== CHAPTER 746 =====