Chapter 76: This is a Conspiracy, and the Principle of Profit Sharing

"……I know." Subsequently, the receiver was placed on the phone base.

A supervisor took a puff of a cigarette, looking at the empty warehouse. Hiram and those people had been dismissed. Of course, not a cent was given to them.

The company has always been like this, which can save the company a large sum of money. Anyway, it's not them who are unlucky in the end, and they won't complain about anything.

Subsequently, Supervisor A glanced at his companion, "Someone will come over to take over our work later. When the time comes, hand over the key to the other party and we will leave."

The other person didn't say anything, but from the expression of joy on his face, it could be seen that he was very happy.

In fact, both of them were very happy. Although this job was leisurely, they had to stay here all day and couldn't go anywhere. After a long time, they couldn't stand it either.

If it weren't for Arthur's status and position not being ordinary, and the salary being paid in full, they would have run away long ago.

Now it's good, finally can leave. The two whispered about where to go to relax in the evening. They were almost growing lice on their bodies during this time!

Suddenly, a rainstorm descended, just like the radio forecast.

The whole city was covered with a layer of water curtain, and the misty fog made this human world become dreamy and bizarre.

The rainstorm was too heavy, hitting the iron sheet like small stones. Except for the few people who needed to hurry, everyone else hid under the eaves, and even the cars on the road were much fewer.

The cars of this era, even luxury cars, don't have such good sealing. Once the engine enters water, it is definitely not a joke.

Many cars stopped on the side of the road on the spot. Those cheap cars with rain cloth roofs suffered. It was raining heavily outside, and it started to leak inside, and it even rained lightly.

Arthur cursed and parked the car in the garage. He was a step late, and the car was full of water.

Fortunately, he had experience and let the servants deal with it as soon as possible.

And he threw these things behind his head, thinking about who else he could get money from.

After all, there is only a little more than a week left until the 25th.

This rainstorm washed the whole world. In the misty fog, several people wearing thick raincoats came to the warehouse.

"They have seen me. I'll mix in first to trick them into opening the door, then give you a signal."

Elvin exhorted, and then several others stood at a distance from the door, waiting for Elvin's signal.

To ensure nothing goes wrong, they all brought weapons.

The knocking sound of

The assistant's mind also began to race, "Should we call the police now?"

"Call the police?"

"No, we can't call the police!"

"Not only can we not call the police, you go immediately and order a batch of Gold Label whiskey cases; if all of this was premeditated by Arthur, then he will soon have to repay the loan early."

"That is 360,000 worth of liquor; even if he is truly willing to pay me some interest according to the contract, I will still lose 100,000!"

"If it wasn't his doing, we cannot let word of this get out."

"If it was his doing, no matter what we do, it is meaningless; he will certainly have a response."

This was Mr. Qiaobafu's consideration; if Arthur did it, if he stole this liquor, then he should take the initiative to contact him next to discuss matters related to early repayment.

Any loan has clauses for early repayment; as the defaulting party, Arthur needs to pay Mr. Qiaobafu three months of interest as compensation, and Qiaobafu now needs to return the liquor worth over 300,000 that Arthur mortgaged with him.

He cannot produce this liquor, and when the time comes, there will be too many things to argue about!

At this moment, a series of commercial persecutions had already formed in Mr. Qiaobafu's mind, for example, waiting until after the Prohibition Act was issued, he would demand repayment and require the return of the original goods.

At that time, the entire state would prohibit the transport, production, and sale of alcoholic beverages; even if he had the money, he would have no way to transport the liquor in!

By then, Arthur might demand double the cash compensation; at that point, it wouldn't be just 300,000-plus that would satisfy Arthur's appetite—it could be 700,000 or 800,000 or even more!

There were too many legal commercial means to make him lose everything; thinking of this made him shudder, so the most important things right now were two matters.

Conceal this news as much as possible, and secondly, stand on the mayor's side as quickly as possible; only the mayor could shield him from the wind and rain!

As for a lawsuit?

As the most prestigious local celebrity, Councilman Williams would basically be guaranteed to win a local lawsuit; even going to the state court might not yield much chance of winning.

What a vicious little bastard!

The assistant also realized this point, and he turned and left, "I'll go contact them right now."

At this time, on the other side, in the warehouse Lanse rented, Lanse gave the Howard brothers 600 dollars.

"Sorry, I can't give you liquor, because they are still too sensitive right now; I hope you don't think I'm being too stingy by only giving you 600 dollars."

The Howard brothers hurriedly expressed that Alberto had told them to come help, and that Lanse had given them an extra sum of money, which already made them very grateful; there was no need to give more.

"I might need to use you again in two days; when the time comes, I'll need you to make another run."

After the two indicated it was absolutely no problem, they drove off.

Lanse had Hiram and the others wipe down the liquor; some of the outer packaging had gotten rain on it, and the water hadn't soaked in yet.

Although the outer shell being damp would lower the price of the liquor somewhat, in reality, it wouldn't lower it by much.

In the warehouse, Elvin couldn't help but pace back and forth in excitement—at least 300,000 worth of liquor!

"Don't we need to move them?", Elvin appeared somewhat agitated and nervous, and the other partners had smiles on their faces they couldn't hide.

Lanse sat in a chair, looked at the mountain of liquor, and shook his head, "No need, there is no place safer than here."

"There are too many warehouses storing liquor at this pier, and these bottles don't have anyone's signature or seal on them; no one can prove they are the missing batch."

"And no one will allow them to mess around at the pier; what's stored here isn't just liquor!"

All kinds of contraband are countless here; as the largest port in the northern hemisphere and its supporting temporary warehouses, who the hell would dare to casually open one of these warehouses and mess around?

If something transported by some big shot were discovered, who would take the blame?

No one is a fool, so without definitive evidence, they won't casually conduct a thorough search of all the warehouses.

Not to mention, that's just Qiaobafu, an Imperial guy—rich, but a useless Imperial guy!

"Go get some food first, have a good meal.", Lanse counted out a few two-dollar bills and handed them to Mo Lisi, "I heard the minced beef shop at the port entrance has very good food; go buy some and bring it back."

Mo Lisi ran outside wearing a raincoat, and about twenty minutes later, he returned carrying several large paper bags.

Inside was all cooked minced beef; the federal culinary arts do not include "braising," but they know how to add sauces and seasonings to boil things until soft, which is actually a type of federal-style "braising."

As soon as the paper bags were torn open, the aroma of the meat wafted out, and the stomachs of Hiram and the others immediately began to growl.

They had been working hard for this period and hadn't eaten anything good; smelling this meat aroma, they couldn't control themselves at all.

Lanse called them over, "Eat something before working."

These young people naturally gathered around; Lanse set up a large table, and the table was covered in meat.

There were no knives or forks here, and everyone ate with their hands.

Although it was unrefined, it really could stimulate the appetite.

While eating, Lanse suddenly asked, "Hiram, introduce your friends to us; this time, it was also because of their help that we were so successful in pulling out this liquor."

Hiram began to introduce these people, and Lanse even took the initiative to ask them to introduce their living situations within the Empire, saying he hoped for a better understanding between each other.

Elvin was thoughtful; he felt it wasn't that simple.

When the introductions were about finished, Lanse clapped his hands, "After we did this thing together, we are brothers; you also know that for a case with such high value, once someone leaks the news and gets caught, it's very likely to lead to the electric chair."

"So I'll say the ugly things first: if anyone has a loose tongue and talks everywhere, and I discover you messing around, then you will be in trouble, and your families will also be in trouble."

"But if you don't mess around, you might not know my personal style very well—following me will definitely make you rich."

"Of course, if any of you wish to continue living an ordinary life, that's fine too; I will arrange a good job for you."

"I know some people might feel in their hearts that I'm a bit... not very good, but these are just ugly words."

"Next, I'll say some nice words."

"According to the rules I've set, fifty percent of this income will belong to me."

"The remaining thirty percent will be deposited into the company's account; you can all see this when the time comes, and I can ensure the company's accounts are fully public—you can see every expenditure and know where it was used."

"The remaining twenty percent will be divided equally among all participants."

"This time we had six people from our side, and you have eight."

"Calculating based on the price of this batch of liquor at about 300,000, twenty percent is 60,000; 60,000 divided among you fourteen people means each person can get over 4,000."

Everyone's breathing became rapid—greed, desire, but soon there was also some terror, because this sum of money was simply too much!

Elvin suddenly interjected, "Lanse, I have a proposal..."