The Death Knell

Entering his room, it was very simple. There were not many furnishings except for a bed, a table, a few sofas, and some decorative weapons hanging on the walls.

Su Ming motioned for Ginjiu to sit down, he had something to arrange.

He did not speak in a hurry, but poured himself a drink first. Over the past few years, he was no longer used to drinking Feizhai Happy Water, and instead regarded various spirits as new drinks.

"Do you know why I asked you to come here today?"

Gin is still the same as before, wearing his old-fashioned glasses. He has not gained weight in the past few years and is still sitting on the sofa in an orderly manner.

"Excuse me, boss. I don't think it's the boss who plans to record records, right?"

"Haha, take note, buying a record company is one of them."

Su Ming thought for a while. The sales of records in this era were very average, so he would buy one. It would be useful in turning into a media company in the future.

Although Gin holds the title of the second-in-command of the winery, the winery is not really a gangster, so he is actually just Su Ming's secretary. He took out a small notebook from his suit and wrote down Su Ming's confession.

"The Great Depression broke out. This depression will last for ten years. I am probably the richest man in New York now. It is a good opportunity for development. I will give you one month to acquire a large steel plant and a large chemical company. There are oilfield mining rights. Several arms companies, an aircraft manufacturing company, a large shipyard, at least four large dry docks, as well as ranches and farms in New York State, buy as much as you can."

Su Ming spoke slowly, the old-fashioned desk lamp in the room emitting a faint light, watching Gin write these things in the notebook with unique shorthand symbols, and savoring the wine in the glass.

"Boss, the current social economy is in a slump. Many companies are in debt. Although it is easy to take over, we will also bear the debt. A conservative estimate may cost more than 50 million US dollars, and it is difficult to sell products now. Lose."

Gin looked at all the items, frowned and thought for a while, and then calculated a price.

"The U.S. financial tsunami will affect the whole world, but places without currency are not among them. Gold and oil are valuable at all times."

"Where there is no currency..."

"Do you know what the specialties of Africa are?" Su Ming rubbed his desk, walked to the chair and sat down, and asked him calmly.

At this time, most of Africa was a colony of Britain and France, but the colonists did not care how the indigenous people lived. Many places there were tribal or slave systems.

Bartering there was not at all affected by financial fluctuations.

Their economic conditions depend more on the climate and precipitation of the year, and food is the most valuable thing there.

Just like when the Spanish conquistadors discovered the Maya, they could exchange a piece of blanket for a large piece of gold, because the Mayan trade was settled in units of alpacas and cocoa beans, and gold was just a stone for building palaces to them.

It's so stupid that a white-skinned pig would trade extremely fine cloth for stones.

So the Spanish used various cheap industrial products and plundering methods to steal tens of thousands of tons of gold from South America. Before the Armada was overturned by the British navy, they were the world's maritime hegemons.

This is no exaggeration at all. Many people cannot imagine how wealthy America was at that time. The Spanish Gold Fleet that sank in 1702 is the largest treasure in the world that is now missing.

According to historical records, more than 5,000 gold carriages sank with the ship at that time, and the volume of one ton of gold was only 0.05 cubic meters. A carriage pulling four tons was only a thin layer.

That was the last voyage of the Golden Fleet, and before that they transported countless pieces of food back to the country sporadically.

Gin is no longer as black-eyed as he was when he first arrived in New York. In order to better assist Su Ming, he has been constantly learning and enriching himself in the past two years.

"Africa's specialties are gold, gems, and ethnic conflict."

"That's right, let's acquire some ocean-going cargo ships by the way, set up a company, bring our products to French North Africa, and sell them to the entire Africa through there, and then send a few of our own people there to help me find out about the next one called Wa The country of Kanda.”

"Okay boss."

Gin already understood that Su Ming planned to exchange various products for hard currency in Africa, which was indeed a good business. Although Africans now know the value of gold, they just exchange it for more food.

He nodded, stood up, put on his hat, and planned to go out to do things. He had always been conscientious and strictly followed Su Ming's orders as an oracle.

"By the way, we will acquire a few more tractor factories for future use. It is best for all these factories to be on the East Coast. After the acquisition is completed, we will merge and reorganize. During the midnight express delivery, let them ask our customers if they are willing. Work for me, these factories need workers, of course the wages are not high, but it can keep them alive.”

"Your wishes, boss, are so kind of you, and the people of New York will thank you."

Gin smiled and flattered him, and then hurried out to do errands, while Su Ming just shook his head, drank the strong wine in the glass, and sat quietly on the chair.

"friendzoned......"

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Gin didn't need to travel around by himself. As Su Ming said, they had plenty of money now. Now that everyone was jumping off buildings, he just spent a small amount of money to hire the best legal advisor in New York.

The best lawyers on Wall Street now have the same price as the private detectives in the alleys in the past. No matter what the task is, they will work hard for it for only ten dollars and a lunch a day.

It's just that the old man who is now said to be the number one lawyer in New York said frankly that in the past he could only be ranked tenth in New York, but now the top nine people either jumped off the building or drank bullets, and he has become the number one lawyer.

He didn't trade in stocks, so he naturally didn't lose money, but now the second-ranked person has lost money. That person only charges eight dollars a day to live, and he can't do it without lowering his price.

This is what the overall deterioration of the market means. In the past, this was only the price charged by top lawyers for five minutes, but now, even if the price is reduced like this, there will be no business.

The whole country is busy drinking and getting drunk, so who is still filing lawsuits?

Gin was flexible and immediately hired the old man to become the group's chief legal counsel. He didn't have to worry about whether he had a good meal or not, and he could also introduce some people to work for the winery.

Gin believes that gangsters originally need lawyers and doctors, and now that the boss wants to get involved in large industries, maintaining a team of lawyers is also a must.

The old man didn't reject it at all. He was from New York and had heard of the 'winery'. The winery had a very good reputation. Their territory was the place with the best security. Before the stock market crash, it could even be said that people were not picking up items on the road, and gang members were even more Like employees of large companies.

Secondly, gangster money is money, and he himself has bills to pay.

Americans and Chinese people have different consumption habits. They don't like to save. They usually spend what they have. The old man has to pay the loan for the new car he bought last month.

So the old man prepared a complete set of documents himself and signed a contract to become the winery's chief legal counsel, except that the employer's name was filled in with Wilson Enterprises.

Su Ming thought of many names. The difficulty in choosing made him very uncomfortable. What about Umbrella, Shelter Technology, SCP Foundation, Wanda...

But in the end he chose a common name because no one understood those jokes and he was as lonely as snow...

He left the expansion matter to Gin, and Gin entrusted the matter to the old man. After all, it was the first task of the new owner. The old man quickly organized a large team of lawyers and traveled all over the East Coast to bring the matter to the old man. Everything was settled.

Time passed much faster than Su Ming expected, because those companies were on the verge of bankruptcy, and now they almost sold them whenever they saw money.

Anyway, when Gin came to pay the bill, Su Ming only signed the check, and his own money was deposited in the Federal Savings Bank. Although it was affected this time, and there was a robbery incident a few days ago, it was an American treasury, and there was no risk of bankruptcy.

He also met the old man, and then the old man realized that the one-eyed young man in front of him was the real boss of the winery.

This is right. He has lived for most of his life and has met many people. However, in Gin, he only sees traits such as intelligence and diligence. Such people can make good accountants and housekeepers, but they cannot become gang bosses.

But this young man was different. Just by looking at him, fear bubbled up in his heart like a fountain, as if he had seen a monster. This was the feeling of a gangster.

But the old man feels at ease now. Since he has met the real boss, it means that he has entered the core and become one of his own. The gang has always been very good to their lawyers.

Su Ming didn't bother to emphasize that the company was not a gang. He recognized the old man's work and generously gave him a thousand-dollar bonus to live in style, and also gave him a code name for vodka.

Although the new boss's smile was a little strange, the money was real, so he left with a lot of gratitude.

Su Ming satisfied his bad taste, but unfortunately it was still the same. Only he could understand this joke. He could only sigh and lower his head to draw his next arrangement on the drawing.