Chapter 83: Answers, hide-and-seek, and maintaining family interests

Lanse looked at Jason, who was disheveled and covered in blood, shook his head slightly, and glanced at Hairamu. "Get some water."

Saying this, he looked at Jason. "Before telling me the answer, you had better use your brain to think about whether you should lie to me, and think about what you will face after being exposed by me."

There was a faucet at the door. After all, it is the Federation where the water is sweet. Who can resist sweet water that can be drunk directly anytime, anywhere?

He first gave Jason a little water, then dipped a handkerchief in water to wipe the blood stains on his face, making him look much better.

"Now you can tell me. First is the first question." He walked to the side, opened a folding chair, and sat down. "Where is the money hidden."

Actually, Lanse knew where the money was hidden; Laoen saw everything, but he still asked this question. The purpose was to test whether this guy still had a fluke mentality.

At the same time, it also gave him the impression that "I know everything."

That was more than 4,000, but compared to physical health or even living, money didn't seem so important at this time.

"On the 17th Avenue of the Imperial District..."

Before he finished speaking, Lanse let him stop. Looking at Jason's somewhat puzzled expression, Lanse said with a smile that was not a smile, with an unfathomable expression in his eyes, "There is a trash can behind the building at No. 22. Do you want me to continue?"

"I know everything, just want to know if you have deceived me."

Jason was stunned, his expression somewhat terrified.

No. 22 is a townhouse apartment building, with a small alley behind it, where there are several trash cans.

He used to rent a house here with others, and often when he threw out trash, he found that a brick behind the trash can was loose and could be pulled out.

He knocked half of the brick off and stuffed it back, so that place had a space about 10cm deep and wide, and 5cm high.

If it wasn't for someone who observed carefully, even if they saw it, they wouldn't notice it, and there was a trash can outside.

He often hid some important things, mainly money, in it. Up to now, no accidents had happened, and no one knew.

But Lanse called it out in one breath, which made him realize that someone might have been following him all along, which made him even more afraid to lie!

"Yes, yes, the money is all there!"

Lanse nodded noncommittally. "Second question, how many people know you have become rich."

Jason began to sweat. The salt in the sweat stimulated his wounds again, plus the hot weather, which made him sweat more.

He looked at Lanse with begging eyes. "I don't know. I hid the money and left with 50, and then on the way, I bought a pack of 50-cent cigarettes, and then..."

He recalled painfully, "... and then I went to the bar. I wanted to have a drink because we just did such a big thing, which made me start to feel nervous, and I wanted to relax."

"Yes, the person who exchanged change at the bar door, the security guard, the bartender, as well as my three friends and that stripper, and some other guests might know I have money."

"I... I did a stupid thing, Mr. Lanse. I treated my friends to two glasses."

"And went to the stage upstairs."

Aierwen wanted to rush up and beat this bastard when he heard this, but Lanse stopped him.

"In other words, at least more than ten people or more know you have money."

Most people who go to strip clubs to consume won't open a separate stage because it's too expensive.

For things you can watch for free in the hall, very few people will open a small room for a better viewing experience—

The hall dancers will dance around a circular stage. Most of the time, they are in the bar or by the bar. They will show their graceful dance postures in different directions. Whichever side throws more money, they will mainly show toward that side.

This is actually a way to stimulate consumption, because if you want to see more and more exciting things, you must throw money on it.

The more money you throw, the more they will pay attention to you, and even interact with you, while people in other directions can only see a side view or a back view, unless they also start throwing money.

This is actually a very clever way to promote consumption, especially when the bar is lively. There will always be some fools who throw more money on the stage to fight for spirit.

Especially after drinking two glasses, I just want to let her dance toward me!

People who have this idea and start to get high will compare with each other and throw money.

You throw 1, I throw 2. This is also the time when dancers are happiest. They don't need to pay other costs to earn a large sum of money, and many bars don't charge a commission for this part of the money; it is all the dancers' own.

But dancers sometimes symbolically give the bar some money to let the bar protect them.

And some who don't like to compete with others will open a room themselves.

Jason had money in his pocket, and even walking felt light. He didn't want to watch with others at all. He went upstairs directly. You know, the starting consumption upstairs is 10. It is impossible for him not to give a little tip.

Some special dance skills must be shown to you after giving a certain amount of money.

Treating others to two glasses can at least be justified, but going to the small stage, this is definitely not because of earning a little or being in a good mood. It must be because of earning big money.

"Have you told anyone how you got this money?", Lanse asked again.

Jason also knew the seriousness of the matter. At this time, he didn't dare to lie. "No, Mr. Lanse, I guarantee no one knows how this money came from. I swear to my mother, I absolutely didn't reveal half a word!"

Looking at his face distorted by fear and pain, Lanse chose to believe him for the time being.

He got up and walked out the door, and Aierwen and Hairamu also followed.

"Laoen," Lanse shouted, and Laoen walked over immediately. "Bring his money back, and then you go inside and find a tailor to measure your figures. There will be new clothes at the end of the month."

Laoen was overjoyed after listening. "Okay, boss, I'll go right away!"

Watching Morisi drive him away, Aierwen asked, "How to deal with him?"

Hairamu didn't speak, just stood quietly to the side.

Lanse thought for a while. "You go to Mr. Kedi's side and help me get a few oil drums, and cement."

"We have been in Jincheng for so long and have never been to Angel Lake. It is time to see the scenery of Angel Lake. They always say the scenery there is very good."

Aierwen nodded and drove another car away. Lanse then looked at Hairamu. "I plan to execute him."

Hairamu was mentally prepared and accepted the result. "Although we know each other, he did things he shouldn't have done. This is the result he deserves!"

Lanse was very happy that Hairamu could understand him so much. After all, Hairamu and Jason were a small group before. Regardless of whether they knew each other for a long time or whether their relationship was good, at least they needed to take care of Hairamu's face.

He always agreed with one sentence: if you want to get respect from others, you must first learn to respect others.

Lanse once knew a person who beat and scolded his subordinates. His favorite thing to say was "Do they still dare to rebel?", until he was found in a suitcase in an abandoned cellar by the roadside.

It was done by his subordinates because they couldn't stand his bad temper, and then they played a game of hide-and-seek with him. Who knew he was so good at hiding? He hid for many days, and even his best friends and family couldn't find him.

If it wasn't for the fact that he hid for too long and his body smelled, perhaps he would have hidden in the abandoned cellar for longer.

So Lanse would take care of the face of the people around him, whether they were bosses, friends, or subordinates.

Hairamu even took the initiative to propose at this time. "I'll do it."

Lanse patted his arm. "I will. This is my responsibility."

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Hairamu moved his gaze away, no longer insisting.

"I'm not at ease with the other one either. Is the person you arranged still watching him?"

Hairamu nodded. "Always watching. If this one also has an accident, please let me do it!"

This time Lanse didn't refuse. "I hope there won't be an accident. We don't hope so."

The agency got off work extra early today, at 5:30. Of course, this also had something to do with the fact that there was no one in the afternoon. 37 people, not one missing.

Everyone was young. The oldest was Meiluo, who was 23 this year.

The others were young people of 17, 18, 19, and 20, men and women. Everyone seemed very lively when they were together, and they were also looking forward to the new clothes they would have soon.

With Lanse's arrival, everyone stood up. He pressed his hand down and walked to the front.

"I asked you all to come here today to talk about two things."

"First, we have been together for two months. After a long darkness, we finally ushered in our dawn. I want to reward everyone."

"Today I arranged for you to make new clothes, which is just a part of it. We need to have a new face to unfold a new life."

"Tomorrow we are going camping at Angel Lake. I have asked Yisen to prepare the food: 50 pounds of beef, as well as steak, lamb chops, fruits, and vegetables. I guarantee everyone can eat until they are full!"

Young people like liveliness and playfulness. Someone shouted good immediately and whistled. Everyone revealed a smiling expression.

Aierwen stomped his feet, and the noisy cheers finally lessened a bit.

And as Lanse spoke again, people became quiet again. "The second thing, a very bad thing happened today."

"First of all, I need to let everyone understand one thing: we are not safe."

"The status of illegal immigrants, usury, including the union's resistance to our labor agency—"

"Any one of these things erupting, it will be difficult for us to continue to possess everything we have now, so we must be more united than others."

"However, today someone tried to push us to the edge of the cliff, making us bear terrible danger, which is something I cannot forgive."

"He will make us return to the state of the past, living in culverts, not having enough to eat, not having enough to wear, and being bullied by others."

"It is even possible to make us die under someone else's gun!"

"It is precisely because of this that I am exceptionally hateful!"

"We are a family, we are a family, I don't hope any of you will have an accident, even if someone needs to go to hell for this, I hope that person is me!"

"This is also the second thing today: I am going to execute someone who tried to destroy us..." ===== CHAPTER 84 =====