America’s Big Hero

(Separating chapters is too troublesome, I will integrate Jiageng, 4D characters)

(Find a corner for the leader \'Yang\' plus update 13/15)

(Please ask for a monthly pass ah ah ah... this is too little)

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The secretary and the others around David knew it all. It turned out that the patriarch was the next to pick up this Sean!

It seems that the illegitimate son of this family is very liked by the old patriarch!

No wonder he dared to go to Fidelity to make trouble. It turned out that the old patriarch asked him to do it.

No, he returned triumphantly, and the patriarch came downstairs to greet him in person.

However, the old patriarch was not less angry with Fidelity Trust.

That is to say, David doesn't have time to pay attention to this group of people under his command now, otherwise, knowing that they all think this way, he must blow his lungs with anger.

"Come on, go to my office." David said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll help you, Fifth Grandpa." Sean looked like a filial son and a worthy grandson, and came up to support David's arm.

"You're such a good boy." David patted Sean's arm lightly.

"You can see it, and I think so too." Sean raised his eyebrows, "It is my duty to contribute to the family."

"I have to thank you."

"It's all I should do."

Grandparents and grandchildren, you and I are chatting with each other, seeming so close.

A group of people watched from behind, rarely seeing Mr. David so happy.

Well, the whole person that David was happy with today is broken!

The door to the office closed, leaving David and Sean alone in the room.

The two stared at the big eyes and small eyes. For a long time, David squinted and said, "Aren't you afraid of revenge from the people behind Fidelity?"

"What are you afraid of, one person does things and one person is responsible, and it will never affect the family." Sean's chest clapped loudly!

David's hands trembled unconsciously, definitely not angry.

David Rockefeller squinted at the junior in front of him, feeling rather helpless, he could only meditate in his heart, demeanor, atmosphere, I am the patriarch of the Rockefeller family, and I cannot have the same knowledge as the junior.

Not even a word of scolding.

Can't open his mouth.

Being calculated by a little family bird, it is even more embarrassing to say more.

Looking at Sean with a smile, watching the little guy perform in front of him.

Sean smiled and accepted it as soon as he saw it, the old man couldn't be really angry with himself, "By the way, Grandpa David, look, I've also vented my anger on you, I'm a little busy, but I want to ask my family for help. ."

David was so happy again. He just returned "grandson" and "grandpa you" outside. Good guy, as soon as he came in, he became "you" and "me".

"You said it!" David wanted to see what the guy could say.

"It's nothing, it's not a big deal. New York is the largest city in the world and a business card of the United States, but in New York, except for the central part of Manhattan, the sanitation conditions in other places are very poor."

"Dirty streets, wafting smell of urine, and countless mosquitoes." Sean clicked his tongue, "This really damages my image in Greater New York."

"Not environmentally friendly, very not environmentally friendly!"

"Okay, just tell me." David interrupted angrily, there are only two people here, who are you pretending to be with this long talk!

"I'm going to win the garbage disposal business in New York." Sean said with a light cough.

"There is not much profit in garbage disposal." David looked at Sean with some doubts. "Also, oil extraction from garbage is not a good reputation."

"It doesn't matter." Sean leaned on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed. "I'm a gangster, what do I do with such a good reputation? As for profits, I mainly contribute to the cause of environmental protection."

Squinting at Sean, for a while, David couldn't help but ask, "Have you always been so shameless, do you like to lie to yourself so much?"

Sean's smile froze, "No, he is also the head of the Rockefeller family after all. You are too straightforward."

"Hmph, just because I'm the owner of the house, I need to be simple and direct. I don't have so much time to waste." David snorted coldly.

Sean slammed his mouth, "I just saw the indispensability of the garbage disposal business and the jobs it can provide."

"How many?" David asked curiously.

He is a real rich third generation, and he has never focused on these underlying industries.

In his world, cities have always been clean and beautiful, and he really doesn't understand what Sean is talking about.

No one would come to him to talk about rubbish.

"I have investigated and there are currently about 20,000 workers in New York's garbage disposal-related industries," Sean replied.

"So much!?" David was surprised, the number was far beyond his imagination.

"New York has a population of more than 8 million, plus more floating population. Every 400 people who live in a day can handle the waste generated by one person. This is all very efficient after mechanization." Sean's face was expressionless, but his heart sneer.

Another why not eat minced meat.

The 20,000 people mentioned by Sean do not include urban greening, garbage sorting and classification, cleaning of the sewer system of the world's largest city, and domestic wastewater treatment system.

All in all, more!

8 million people, no one pulls a pound of **** every day, and 4,000 tons of **** is pulled out every day in this city!

Just using this **** to make organic fertilizer is enough to open a large fertilizer factory.

There are also dry ingredients after oil extraction from kitchen waste.

New York generates about 3.5 million tons of household waste every year, and of course, that doesn't include kitchen waste and the feces that go straight down the drain.

If all are counted, the total amount exceeds more than 10 million tons.

This garbage is not disposed of in New York, there is no place to dispose of it.

Originally, part of it was shipped to New Jersey, and it went to Sean, and a larger part was shipped to Ohio and Pennsylvania, where it was transported by train.

Now, Sean wants to take it all and build his waste incineration plant in New Jersey into a new comprehensive waste treatment center.

"You want to do that in New Jersey again?" David thought he figured out what Sean was thinking.

Use a large number of hired workers, set off demonstrations, threaten the government, and manipulate votes.

It is not impossible.

20,000 employees, including their relatives and friends, have a great influence.

For these votes, those politicians are absolutely willing to personally come out and win over Sean.

And Sean, after all, belongs to the Rockefeller family.

Although he was the 'most obedient child', thinking about it, David gritted his teeth.

But it is not impossible to influence, it is always a family.

"I'll find out the specific situation." David didn't agree immediately. Being cautious is one aspect. If he didn't take care of Sean, he would always feel uncomfortable.

"Okay, the grandson is waiting for the good news from Grandpa Fifth again." Sean said again with a smile.

good guy!

This is asking for his own head, and he starts "grandson" again!

"No, don't be so polite." David blew his beard angrily.

"What the fifth grandfather said, the family can't write two Rockefellers without saying two words." Sean smiled like a flower.

David snorted coldly, not wanting to talk to Sean, he had never seen such a brazen... junior!

"The grandson is gone, Grandpa Fifth." Sean stood up to say goodbye, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and said, "Grandpa Fifth, hurry up."

Watching Sean go out, David Rockefeller was speechless for a while.

Not really angry.

It's just that David was a little worried.

Why are you worried... This guy Sean can't be said to be very similar to when he was young.

Just say the same.

More like myself than my grandson.

Could it be that back then...

No way!

Was Philemon D. Rockefeller actually his own child?

I was very careful back then, and they all wore condoms!

Can……

so similar.

Calling the secretary in, David squinted and said, "Get Sean's biological information and make a DNA copy."

The secretary secretly glanced at David, but didn't think much about it. Seeing that the boss had no other orders, he turned around and walked out. Just as he opened the door, he suddenly heard David's voice, "Forget it, don't do it."

David closed his eyes, leaned on the sofa tiredly and waved.

Not sure what the boss was thinking, the secretary honestly backed out.

Forget it, real and fake are troublesome.

Anyway, they are their grandchildren.

David sighed, feeling a little irritable, mainly because his son and grandson were really unsatisfactory, and neither of them could manage such a big family and steer the Rockefeller consortium.

Otherwise, why would David be irritable.

He would rather a few children be like the five brothers who were like the five brothers back then, than they are now.

He wouldn't look at Sean and think of the affair of the year.

However, I really miss it.

That is to say, Sean, who was going downstairs at this moment, didn't know what the old man was thinking, otherwise...

Otherwise it doesn't matter.

Sean got into the car, Torre stepped on the accelerator and the car started slowly, and Thor, who was sitting beside him, breathed a sigh of relief, "It's alright!"

"Of course it's fine, otherwise!" Sean laughed, leaned back in the back chair, reached out to open the small refrigerator in the car, and took out a bottle of red wine.

"You are so courageous that even Mr. Rockefeller dares to calculate." Sol asked in disbelief.

"What are you afraid of, the old guy has to admit it, and he has to admit it if he doesn't. I don't believe that the old guy has the nerve to swear that it wasn't his order." Sean poured himself a glass of wine with a smug look and raised his head. Just a big mouthful.

"You're crazy, too, to pretend that Mr. Rockefeller was welcoming you at the door. Fortunately, he happened to come downstairs, otherwise..." Sol shook his head, with a look of fear on his face.

"Otherwise it's a fart!" Sean said, "What if I'm just playing a one-man show!"

"Can those people outside still rush into the Rockefeller family office to see if the old man David is really in the hall?"

Sean snorted, "People only believe what they want to believe!"

"As long as I shout at the door, the rest doesn't matter, they will complete the scene in their minds!"

"Would anyone believe that it was my performance alone!?" Sean raised his elbow and placed his elbow on Sol's shoulder, "Can you believe it?"

Sol opened his mouth and looked at Sean like a monster, "I don't dare, I don't dare to act!"

"Then it's over. Even if it spreads out, no one will believe it."

"I can't believe it!" Sean laughed.

Sol rolled his eyes with a big white eye, and it's not like you dare not.

Today, he has gained a lot of knowledge. He has negotiated so many times, but this is the first time he has seen Sean negotiate like this.

"You said that the people at Fidelity are really so afraid?" Sol was still a little worried.

"All capitalists are paper tigers!" Sean shouted loudly, holding a goblet.

"You are the capitalist!" Sol scolded with a smile.

"I am different, I am determined to be an entrepreneur."

"Is there any difference?" Sol asked curiously.

"You don't need to pay for overtime!" Sean laughed again like crazy.

"Speak the truth!" Sol looked helpless.

"I tell you, it's not just Fidelity, all those people are like Santos back then." Sean sneered and continued: "Why didn't those guys talk to me earlier, he just wanted to give me a slap in the face. ."

"To deal with this group of people, you say you can't tell them. You talk to him, he talks to you about feelings, you talk to him about feelings, does he talk to you about human nature, you talk to him about human nature, and he talks to you about reality , you tell him the reality, he plays tough with you, you play tough with him, and he tells you the truth."

"If I dare to talk to him well, he will tell me about contracts, business, and reason."

"So, there's nothing to say, you can't follow their rules."

"It's tough to the end!"

"Draw them all in a way I'm familiar with."

"Let me tell you something, the older the rivers and lakes, the less courageous!"

"This trick is useless against young people. Maybe it will kill you if you are impulsive, but it is the most useful against these old guys."

"They can't really kill me for this petty profit."

"They are already mature capitalists, and they have to consider gains and losses, and consider many issues."

"Then don't you think about it?" Sol looked at Sean with a puzzled expression.

"Me?" Sean laughed, "What am I thinking about!?"

"I can feed my whole family and not be hungry. Now these are the ones I have beaten for two years, so what if I lose them!"

"I ate it, I played it, I'm still under 30 **** years old, so what if I lost it, I can build such a business empire in two years!"

"Anyway, I'm from the Rockefeller family, and it can kill me anyway!"

"cannot?!"

"Can't I be so scary!?"

"But they can't. They are in their 50s and 60s, and the soil is buried in their chests. They can't lose their family. Once they lose them, they will have nothing, and there will be no chance."

"So, should I be afraid?!"

Sol looked at the high-spirited Sean, and his eyes were very complicated. Yes, it has only been more than two years since he accompanied him to the funeral, and his friend has become a billionaire.

No wonder Sean is arrogant, he has arrogant capital.

All the way back to Newark, to the villa, Sean fell down and didn't want to get up.

Speaking of it, it was only a few days outside, but Sean felt a little overworked, and felt tired as soon as he got home.

Reluctantly made up his mind, he called Bell Harris and told the guy that he had secured the Fidelity United Trust and let him let go of his hands and feet to poach people for himself.

After explaining, Sean collapsed into the bedroom and had to take a good rest. He didn't want to be "smart" at a young age, that would be too bad.

After two days of rest, Sean only remembered one thing this time. He hadn't told Hayden about his exchange of interests with David to win the garbage disposal business in New York City.

I could have promised before that if Hayden could get New York State and New York City, he would give him a 20% share of the steel mill.

As soon as Hayden received the news, he hurriedly called the door, "You bastard, how can you go back on what you promised!"

"The plan doesn't change quickly, how did I know that old man David would let me and Fidelity break arms." Sean spread his hands, "I can't do it in vain, naturally I have some benefits."

"I knew it was ordered by the patriarch!" Hayden sat down and pouted.

"Yeah!" Sean just smiled.

"What are you laughing at, what do you do with what you promised me?" Hayden was a little puzzled.

"There are so many things to do, and it's hard for you to do in New York City. Do you know how much New York invests in garbage disposal every year?"

"How much?" Hayden really didn't pay attention to this.

"3.2 billion!"

"So much!" Hayden jumped up, he was startled, "How come there are so many."

"Nonsense, more than 8 million people, 4-6,000 tons of **** a day!" Sean glanced at Hayden, "Are you sure you can handle such a big thing?"

"Then you still let me go!" Hayden widened his eyes with a look of disbelief.

"I didn't expect you to be successful. If you don't succeed, you will fall down." Sean patted Hayden on the shoulder to express 'consolation', "Maybe it's not your fault, you're just simply incompetent."

Hayden: What are you so consoling.

Seeing Hayden's expression, Sean finally couldn't help laughing loudly.

After laughing for a while, Sean said this time: "So, besides New York City, isn't New York State, whose population is about the same as New York City, I'll count you half, 10%, how about it."

"Other states, you can also think of a way. Let me tell you this. Later, I will expand and upgrade the waste treatment center in New Jersey and turn it into a comprehensive treatment center. Iron will be more."

"Especially those used cars, which are huge."

"Of course, I won't simply count on you, so speed up the process!" Sean stretched lazily, "If you don't get anything done before my plan is fulfilled, then I'm sorry."

"Business is business!"

"Fake, you **** capitalist, you **** squeeze others, you should hang you from the street lamp!" Hayden scolded, he really felt the urgency, in just a few days, New York, no !

Really can't wait any longer!

You don't take the initiative to 007, I don't take the initiative to 007, when will the boss buy a plane!

"Hey, don't you leave without eating?" Sean shouted behind him.

"Don't eat, no appetite!" Hayden waved and strode out.

Behind him, Sean laughed.

You are really a good person!

Look, a lazy, decadent, and unmotivated rich second... rich five generations, under his own encouragement, has become an excellent young man who knows how to be motivated and works hard.

Save time for meals.

So fulfilling.

Sean exaggerated himself for a while, and then slowly went to the kitchen to enjoy a delicious lunch.

However, before the meal was finished, Henry Pope, the president of the correctional company, came to the door.

"What's wrong?" Sean asked while eating.

"Don't wait until we finish eating?" Henry asked, pointing to the dining table.

"I'm afraid of delaying your work." Sean said vaguely.

Henry Pope: "..."

You are so afraid of delaying your money!

"It's like this. In the past, if the inmates in the prison were sick, the government paid for the doctor's visit, but now, the prison has become private, so..."

"So, now I need to pay for those **** **** to see a doctor!?" Sean put down his chopsticks and looked at Henry with a displeased expression.

Henry shrugged, "So I came to you, I need a standard line, is this money spent, how?"

"After all, it's your own money, boss."

"Tell me about it." Sean pointed at the servant next to the soup, and the servant immediately picked up the bowl and brought it over.

(PS: The following is a real case)

"It's like this. A few days ago, a prisoner said that he had leg pain and back pain, but he was stopped by the prison guards. According to his description, the cooperative hospital thought, um, it's very troublesome anyway, and it will take a long time to heal. Time, a lot of money."

"This is a chronic disease." Henry described what happened.

There will be many such things in the future. After all, most diseases cannot be cured with a single injection.

Different treatments cost different amounts of money.

"What crime did this guy come in for?" Sean asked after taking a sip of the soup.

"Without the permission of the other party, I forcibly committed an indescribable behavior with the other party. Well, it is a minor. Others include stealing, fighting, robbery and the like." Henry froze for a while and replied, he did not know What does this have to do with medical treatment?

"That is to say, it's a scum, a scum without any value?" Sean nodded, put down the soup bowl and looked up at Henry, "Then here comes the question, since he said that his legs and back hurt, then he It's impossible to walk in front of the prison guards, so he must be lying."

Henry Pope's eyes nearly popped out.

What is the leg pain, it is impossible to walk in front of the prison guards!

Then the leg pain is gone!

"What does the boss mean, he's not sick?" Henry looked bewildered.

"A complete scum, a habitual criminal, isn't it normal for him to lie and try to deceive the prison guard?" Sean spread his hands.

"It will get worse." Henry reminded.

"It's okay, just saw it off. It hurts to saw the leg, and the waist hurts to saw the waist. If it is gone, it will not hurt anymore. This is the most economical."

You are so right!

I can't argue with that at all!

Henry's face was speechless, and he suddenly sounded the words Sean had said before, 'If you lose your conscience, you will earn more'.

"Why are you looking like this?" Sean turned his head to look at Henry. "Why, Mr. Henry moved with pity? Do you think it's wrong to do so? Do you think the criminal is too pitiful?"

"If that's the case, then a portion of your salary can be deducted to pay for his medical bills."

"Oh, no, of course it doesn't work." Henry immediately waved his arms vigorously, his expression changed instantly, and looked at Sean with a serious face, "I mean, I think boss, you are right, that guy is A habitual offender must be lying, there are too many people like this in prison, they always use this way to avoid labor and be lazy, and this kind of guy should be severely punished!"

"Look, we can't reach an agreement." Sean said with a smile: "If it's a good person, then it's fine if I show kindness, but such a complete scum, a **** who wastes food in his life, I Why should I pay for his treatment?"

"Is it just to let him continue to do evil after he is released from prison?"

"God will never forgive me!"

"The boss is right!" Henry nodded vigorously.

"Of course, if this guy has money himself and is willing to pay double or more, we can also provide him with some convenience. After all, US knife music is innocent." Sean turned his head and continued to eat. .

"I understand!"

"This should be considered flexibly. Those minor illnesses that don't cost a lot of money should be treated early. The prison prepares some commonly used medicines, especially anti-inflammatory and hormones. Don't let them delay their daily work." Sean picked up the hot spoon Said while drinking.

Henry nodded vigorously.

"Oh, that's right." Sean suddenly remembered something, looked up and added, "If that guy can't do his job, then throw him in the last room, and he must understand cost control."

Henry's mouth twitched, as expected it was you.

"Boss, it's just, I'm afraid that if this kind of thing spreads, the media will..." Henry hesitated and reminded.

"It's okay, let them report it casually. After all, prison guards are not professional doctors. It is normal to make mistakes in judgment. This is not against the law. As for mistakes, of course, our correctional company will admit mistakes and make wrong judgments on duty. The prison guards gave him the punishment of expulsion.”

"Fired!" Henry was startled.

"Well, after being fired, you can continue to hire. For reprinting a contract, the law does not stipulate that fired employees cannot be rehired. Of course, this will waste some paper."

Henry: "..."

The capitalist's routine can be understood by you!

"As for the reputation of the prison." Sean waved his hand indifferently, "Why does the prison need such a good reputation?"

"It's not that I begged them to go to jail."

Henry chuckled, never heard of begging to go to jail.

"They don't want to come and don't commit crimes. Did I force them to commit crimes?"

"This has also reduced the crime rate in the society. I feel that I have done a good deed, and God will reward me for this virtuous good person!"

Henry was speechless, don't say, from this angle, Sean, it seems, probably...

It's so special!

Just as Henry came, Sean took a good look at the operation of his biggest investment project so far after eating.

"The construction company said that the hotel-style prison will take more than 3 months to complete. However, all the prisoners know the news now, and some have expressed their willingness to pay high rents to live in the past."

"In addition, according to your instructions, the lawyers, accountants, doctors, officials, etc. who have been in prison have been hinted, and some of them have begun to express their intention to change to a prison with better conditions."

"According to estimates, the occupancy rate over there should not be lower than 70%." Henry reported the situation, of course, picked up the good ones first.

"Has anyone signed up to live in a villa?" Sean was a little happy, and a five-star hotel couldn't guarantee an annual occupancy rate of over 70%.

"Not yet." Henry said a little embarrassedly.

"It's too unethical." Sean shook his head in dissatisfaction. After a moment of thought, he said, "Give me a list of the richest guys, and I'll make arrangements later."

"You have a way to get those Grandet to pay!?" Henry looked at Sean in surprise.

"It's not difficult." Sean told Henry his thoughts with a smile. "To put it bluntly, this guy is just reluctant, so let them be willing to pay him."

Henry said he couldn't understand how to make a Grandet willing to pay.

"This kind of rich people are very old. Of course, this does not include me, I am a genius." Sean continued casually: "They all have wives and children, so you can start with their wives. already."

"You're not going to find someone to threaten them, are you? It's against the law!" Henry was startled, he believed that Sean could do such a thing.

"Am I that kind of rude person!" Sean snorted, and then continued: "The Jonas family is all over New Jersey, in fact, there are really many talents in their hands, and there are many professional little white faces. Those guys don't have the ability to talk about how to attack a rich aunt..."

Sean clicked his tongue twice, "That's not too simple."

Henry: ? ? ?

"At that time, find a newspaper to expose it, make it a little vague, don't have substantive evidence, and then tell the gang of Grandet." There was a smile on the corner of Sean's mouth, which was extremely evil.

"I don't believe it. I'm in prison, and the little white faces are outside to **** their wives and spend their money. These Grandet can still hold back."

Mom messed with Fake, Henry scolded directly, the boss really...

Too bad!

"When the time comes, tell this group of Grandet, as long as they are willing to live in the best room, we can also help them solve the trouble outside."

"And they themselves, except that they can't go out, are no different from outside. They can manage the company as well. We can provide him with an office building and let his company's people work here."

"Actually, this business can be expanded." After speaking, Sean thought of something and said after thinking about it: "It can be promoted to those drug lords and mafia, they can commit some crimes and then hide in prison, You can still direct operations outside without delay."

Henry looked at Sean speechlessly, is this really a prison?

Are you sure this isn't a place to protect those criminals?

This matter was skipped, and Henry talked about other aspects, mainly operational.

The gang of people who used to buy daily consumption in the prison were arrested by the FBI before. Now the procurement system is a bit messy. Henry means to let Sean come up with a charter.

Sean just remembered, he said that after the injury was healed, he would go to the FBI and forget about it.

"Well, let's make a bid, open the bidding to the outside world, the contract..." Sean hesitated, "The contract is tentatively set for one year."

He had other ideas.

New York, Rockefeller Center, International Building, Fidelity United Trust.

"Damn!" The president of Fidelity slammed the photo in his hand on the table in the conference room, "David ordered that kid to do it!"

"I knew, otherwise, how could that kid dare to do this!" Phillips cursed bitterly.

"This kind of indiscriminate means, he is also embarrassed!" Phil touched his neck and said through gritted teeth.

"This matter can't be left alone, it's too much. Everyone's normal business competition, but they use such an excessive way."

"No, you must go back with revenge!"

For a time, Fidelity's executives were excited, and they pointed the finger at David Rockefeller.

Originally, after Sean left, they did not ask for revenge.

It's not impossible, it's not necessary.

There is no competition for houses and no land, why should you fight someone like Sean head-on, there is no need!

It's just the impulse of the younger generation, and it can be forgiven.

Right, that is it!

There are gangs everywhere in the United States, and even those world-renowned big companies will not take the initiative to provoke local gangs.

To a certain extent, there will be slight concessions to those gangs.

As for the reason, the barefooted are not afraid of wearing shoes.

These big companies can easily run over the people of the small gangs, but the problem is that even a drop of blood on the soles of their shoes is pollution to them.

It's all big trouble.

The trouble is not from the little gangs, but from the rivals.

Like Andrew Cuomo.

The governor of New York, who dared to point the finger at Jianguo, was sued by the deputy secretary and special adviser of the economic development department in his own governor's office for 'sexual harassment', and he eventually resigned with regret.

The Cuomo family is a well-known political family within the Donkey Party.

Falling on this kind of thing, ha.

No one will touch a stone with fine china, even if the stone is smashed into pieces and a little paint is dropped by himself, it will be a loss.

Therefore, everyone tacitly did not mention this matter, and as a result, the next day, they heard the "exact news" that David Rockefeller instructed Sean to do it!

It's not over!

Follow the old man to the end!

Anyway, as long as it is within the scope of the rules, David can't do anything excessive.

As for whether it was really instructed by David...

It doesn't matter to the Fidelity United Trust gang.

must be!

Because it's not ashamed.

...

After sending Henry away, Sean strolled around the garden, and then went to the base of X Security next door.

I haven't touched a gun for a long time, just play.

From pistols to sniping, after hitting a circle of targets, Sean was really addicted.

Some of the things in my mind are also brows.

supermarket!

This is something Sean overlooked before.

I have all the prerequisites to be a supermarket myself, which I have ignored before.

There is a logistics system throughout New Jersey, there is a "Jonas family" that goes deep into the grassroots level, whether it is grassroots or high-level government relations, the prison itself has a supply system of 30,000 people, and it has more than 15,000 employees.

As long as you make your own supermarket, you will soon be No. 1 in New Jersey!

And this kind of thing that is closely related to people's livelihood has a really big impact.

The benefits are great!

First: to control channels, all upstream companies have to live by their own face, which can build a huge community of interests.

Second: cash flow, all the goods in the supermarket are checked out on a regular basis, and the supermarket receives cash for every little thing it sells.

Third: Propaganda, as long as it is a living person, most people have to go to the supermarket. The propaganda effect that can be achieved here is very important to politicians.

Fourth: People's livelihood, when supermarkets are spread all over New Jersey and a regional monopoly is formed, no one will dare to provoke them, which will cause huge social unrest.

This turmoil is not only from the public, but also from the merchants in the supply chain, which can detonate their capital chain at once.

By the way, let their stock market crash!

Just imagine how awesome Wal-Mart will be in the future!

fifth:……

For example, establish a middleman company overseas, buy a batch of goods from rabbits, and then transfer them to supermarkets for sale.

After some operations, the purchase price of 10 yuan, the wholesale price to the supermarket becomes 9 yuan.

Eventually, the company went bankrupt due to poor management.

After bankruptcy, all the data, accounts, etc. of the transaction data all disappeared...

Legally, everything is fine, it is very difficult to run a business well, wouldn’t it be okay to lose money in business!

A little trick of benefit delivery.

Commonly seen in company management hollowing out company assets and transferring assets.

Ahem, of course, Sean never thought of using the odd retail business to make money.

real!

The more I think about it, the more excited Sean gets. This is a good business, and it can be a good business as a core industry!

As for Monroe Diff...

Who is he! ?

When he was interested, Sean didn't want to wait. He called for the helicopter and went straight to Trenton.

The FBI New Jersey branch is here.

Brown DeWitt was surprised by Sean's sudden visit, but it didn't matter, a warm reception was a must.

This is the gold master father!

Of course, the FBI is paid by the government, and Sean's money is nothing compared to it.

However, the government's money is for daily expenses, and Sean's money is a windfall and foreign money.

This is obviously more important.

To live, you have to spend money!

The FBI is human too!

Those calculation Sean suppliers have been sent to prison, and related industry channels have been banned by the FBI, and they will enter the government auction process in the future.

The lead party is the FBI.

This has a lot of room for manoeuvre.

When Sean said that the correctional company was preparing to participate in the auction, things became clear.

Bid rigging is not uncommon in any country.

As for whether the auction reaches the highest price, the money will be divided among three parties, the FBI, the treasury, and the state government. Brown DeWitt is obviously more concerned about how much 'help' Sean is going to give.

This time, it's not a donation, it's always donating to the FBI, as if Sean bought the FBI.

I'm Sean, a serious businessman!

In fact, Sean has cooperated a lot with the FBI in the past year or so.

After all, the FBI staff is limited, and many investigations are very troublesome to collect evidence by themselves, which consumes a lot of time and money.

No money to eat out?

Don't you need money to stay in a hotel?

Does the informant want money?

The Jonas family can provide relevant information.

Not only that, but also provide invoices...

This is just a joke, foreign invoices...you can just find a piece of white paper and write it on your own. This thing does not affect the tax issue.

Amelica also has activity funds. The amount of funds is fixed. How employees spend it is your own problem. You eat one meal a day and sleep on the street every day.

This is different from the rabbit. It does not need any detailed receipts, train tickets, invoices and the like. Let's see if you can save a little bit.

Companies, governments, etc. do not regulate this issue, but not everyone is very honest, this is the practice.

It's one of the benefits.

Over the past year, Sean has provided some services for free, and the agents under the FBI are very satisfied.

They all have an address book in their hands, in which city or region they go to, who to ask for news.

Including where to go to a bar to drink and eat, you can use your FBI ID to get a discount.

There are only a few FBI agents in New Jersey, and Sean's message is conveyed, and the local gangs are willing to cooperate.

Of course, Sean also has other means to win over the high-level officials of the FBI.

At the same time as the private lottery, Sean is also engaged in the regular lottery.

After all, Sean isn't a bad guy.

He is a serious businessman!

At present, Sean, through the following gangs, has opened a number of lottery distribution stores throughout New Jersey, specializing in selling various kinds of lottery tickets.

In this way, it is very convenient to acquire some winning lottery tickets.

But after someone wins the lottery~www.wuxiamtl.com~, if the amount is not particularly large, the following distributors will buy it according to a certain amount, and the other party can pay a little less tax, which is also very happy.

The purchased lottery tickets will be turned over to Jonas, and Jonas will give them to different people according to their needs.

Eventually, those who receive the lottery tickets will go to redeem the prizes and pay the taxes.

A complete, bribery industry chain!

As the largest underground force in New Jersey, every city, every area, not only the police, but also many related departments, Jonas must express and maintain it.

Expensive!

I strolled around the FBI for a while, except for mentioning the framing, I didn't do anything else, just chatting and pulling emotions.

Sean appeared here, and the meaning was there, and the rest was handed over to the people below.

Even the most honest people in the FBI cooperate with the gangs below.

Work required.