Shadow Empire

Chapter 312 Selection and Work Arrangement

Congressman Wade and the Wade family are definitely the representative political force in Jingang City!
They and the Williams family were once the largest farmers, slave owners, and plantation owners in the Golden Harbor City...

There is a very exaggerated statement that Congressman Wade once said that one-third of the land in Jingang City once belonged to the Wade family, but in the subsequent urbanization process, it gradually became a city.

The earliest residents of this city were all their former slaves, workers, servants, and domestic servants...

Perhaps with the continuous increase in the number of foreign population, the proportion of this group of people in the entire city's population is constantly declining, but the social status of these people is constantly improving.

There are eleven districts and eleven municipal councilors in Jingang City, almost all of them are their people!
This is also one of the reasons why they can firmly control Jingang City. They are all their own people, and outsiders can do nothing at all!
Whether it's the people in the city hall or the city councillors.

The reason why the mayor has not made any big move so far is that he is trying to find a way to disintegrate one of the two major political forces, whether it is the Wade family or the Williams family. As long as one of them is moved away, it will be much easier to deal with the remaining one.

However, it would cost a lot to transfer Congressman Wade out, and the mayor has been working on this for some time.

Political favors, transfer of benefits, and exchanges of favors...

Seeing the surprise on the secretary's face, the mayor took out a cigar, which he would only enjoy when he was in a good mood.

"If he respects and executes the transfer order, once he leaves Jingang City, the people around him will lose their core and it will be difficult for them to unite closely again."

"If he refuses the transfer order, he will offend the people who could have benefited from my promise, and offend so many politicians in this state. Even if this was once his family's farm, his future life will not be easy."

"This is a dilemma. No matter which one he chooses, we will gain a huge advantage."

"And I think he..." He took a puff of his cigar, the smoke swirling in his mouth for a few times, feeling the constant emergence of flavors, which was quite interesting, "...he will compromise."

This was actually a "good thing" for Congressman Wade, as it ostensibly elevated his position in the government system.

Everyone knows which position is better, a city councilor who needs to "pay his own money" or the actual ruler of a city!

And he doesn’t need to waste resources or favors, as this part of the expenditure is all from the mayor. He just needs to nod his head to have it all!
If he agreed, he would get a lot of things, but if he refused, he would gain a lot of enemies. If he had no problem with his brain, he should know what to choose.

Making a choice is always the most difficult hurdle in life.

From the moment we are born, choices continue to appear before us. Every time we complete a journey in life, we have to face a choice.

Every choice will affect our future, life, relationships, career, everything!
Everyone says they won’t regret it, but how many people really don’t regret it?

Mr. Jobaf finally made his decision, and he convinced himself.

If Lance used that method to disrupt his publicity activities, then Lance was no longer his friend or the young people he favored, they were his enemies.

He dialed the number the mayor gave him, and his heart started beating wildly.

When the call was connected and a gentle voice came from the other end, his somewhat excited emotions unexpectedly calmed down.

"I'm Joe Baff, maybe you've heard of my name." He adjusted his sitting position and lit a cigarette.

The amount of cigarettes he smoked today was equivalent to the amount he smoked in the past two or three days. He needed this, he needed nicotine to relax him and help him make some decisions.

"Mr. Jobaf, I'm glad you called me. Is there anything I can do for you?"

They all belong to the mayor's camp, so they know each other.

Now the call reached the professor, and the professor roughly understood what Mr. Jobaf meant.

There is actually nothing complicated about the cooperation between gangsters and capitalists. One gives money and the other solves problems, that's all!

Mr. Jobaf licked his lips, "I need you to help me."

"I've been in some trouble recently..." He stated some of his demands. He was not asking the Wolf Gang to actively attack Lance and his people.

He just hopes that they won't be harassed by similar situations when they hold campaign events.

No one will make a scene or fight at the event, making everything a mess.

After listening to Mr. Jobaf's complaints, the professor asked softly, "Mr. Jobaf, we can do all the things you said."

"But I also have a question for you. You should know that we are in a hostile relationship with the Lance family."

"Once we work for you, Lance and his people will regard you as an enemy. Is that okay?"

"After all, I heard that you had a good relationship before, and you are both from the Empire."

Mr. Qiaobafu, who had already made up his mind, would never hesitate again. He gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage in his heart, "It doesn't matter. When he disrupted my activities, we were no longer friends!"

The professor showed a relieved expression on his face. What he feared most was that Mr. Jobaf didn't want to completely break up with them, but wanted them to help deal with Lance's people, which would put them in a difficult position.

But if Mr. Jobaf and Lance have already torn their faces apart, then everything will be fine. "I will arrange for someone to go there as soon as possible. I can assure you that they won't succeed so easily this time!"

The moment he heard these words, Mr. Jobaf suddenly breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

He sat at the table, looking at the sky outside the window, his mind was blank!
The next morning, an old man took a razor and swung it back and forth on the razor cloth a few times, shaving off the stubble on his face, which was actually not much, in front of the mirror.

He wiped his face, waxed his few hair, changed into new clothes and left home.

Ever since they followed Bolton, their lives have obviously become much better. Although it is only ten dollars a month, this ten dollars is too precious for an elderly person who no longer has any desire to consume!
And sometimes they would find out something and get three or five dollars or something from Burton. In short, everyone lived a good life!
This makes the elderly worry-free about their later years, and every day is the happiest day of their lives.

After he cleaned up, he walked out of the house, facing the rising sun with a smile on his face. Soon he arrived at an intersection not far from his apartment.

There is a coffee shop here, a very cheap one, with a five-cent coffee, a five-cent pancake and a two-cent fried egg, and that's his breakfast in the morning.

The owner of the coffee shop was also very considerate and gave him some chopped bacon. Although it was not much, it gave the fried egg more flavor variations.

There were already a few elderly people sitting here, and when they saw him, they greeted him with a smile.

They are all elderly people living nearby. They usually have nothing to do, so they sit here for most of the day.

After greeting everyone, he found a place to sit down and began to chat about some news in the newspaper and international events.

The men of the Federation are full of desire to explore politics. The hot topic they have been discussing recently is whether the Federation will be involved in the outbreak of the Four-Nation War.

This topic is very broad and has a lot of room for creativity, so everyone participated very actively.

As they were sipping cheap coffee and dipping the tip of their burrito into the egg yolk and preparing to take a bite, everyone stopped talking and looked towards the road.

The traffic light at the intersection was red, and several cars stopped behind the stop line waiting for the traffic light to turn red. The old people's eyes were focused on the people in the cars.

These people were not dressed like Imperials, and they had never seen them before. More importantly, these people all had tattoos.

It's July now and the temperature has risen. Many people are wearing sleeveless jackets with their upper bodies bare, or even nothing at all.

This exposed all the tattoos on their bodies. An old man took out his glasses, put them on and looked over. "Is that a wolf's head?"

Another old man said solemnly, "It's a wolf's head. It seems to be the same as the ones Mr. Bolton mentioned!"

Several old men looked at one of them at the same time, with envious expressions on their faces. The old man stood up with a laugh, quickly ran to the public telephone booth on the side of the road, and dialed Bolton's number.

Bolton was also in a cafe, but it was a more upscale one, and the owner of the cafe had specially connected a phone call for him to the seat he liked to sit.

And this position will no longer accommodate anyone else, only Bolton.

Now Bolton also has a few young men around him. They are standing on the street outside the cafe, wearing uniform T-shirts, smoking and chatting.

It was a calm and leisurely day. Bolton looked at the sunshine outside the window and then focused on the newspaper. His breakfast was rich.

A 25-cent cup of coffee, two fried eggs, a portion of bacon and ham slices, and finally a fist-sized piece of bread crumbs cut into small cubes and toasted at high temperature.

Dip bread crumbs in egg yolk, wrap it with ham or bacon, and put it in your mouth. The taste is so delicious that it is hard to find words to describe it!

The first thing that touches your mouth and taste buds is the bacon with a slightly charred surface and a strong oily aroma, or the ham slices with a special fragrance and salty taste.

Next is the egg yolk with garlic powder. The saltiness of bacon or ham makes up for the blandness of the egg yolk, making the texture and taste rich and mellow.

Finally, there are the crispy toasted bread crumbs, which are crunchy when you bite them and very delicious!
But Bolton was a civilized man. He would not let those noises be made. He would eat with his mouth closed and enjoy the delicious food alone.

Being a...rich man, a person of status, is indeed a very happy thing!

He was flipping through the newspaper until the phone suddenly rang. He picked up the napkin, wiped his lips, and picked up the receiver.

"Mr. Bolton, the Wolf Gang drove several cars from the port area along the road. They went in the direction of... I don't know where their destination is, but it looks like there are at least 20 or 30 of them."

Bolton frowned after hearing this, "This news is quite important. You can get an extra twenty dollars next month!"

The old man couldn't stop laughing after hearing this. He stroked his few hairs and said, "Thank you for your generosity..."

Bolton hung up the phone before he could even finish his compliments, but considering that he was getting an extra twenty dollars, he didn't feel unappreciated at all.

He happily returned to the old people, and they couldn't help asking, "How much can you take this time?"

The old man held up two fingers, which made the other old men envious and jealous. "This meal is for you!"

The old man laughed and agreed, "Okay, it's mine, it's mine!"

Bolton picked up the phone again after hanging up, and when the call was connected, he said anxiously, "I have something to say to Mr. Lance."

About ten seconds later, Lance picked up the phone, "What's going on?"

"The Wolf Gang drove in from... Road and headed towards... Road. I haven't received any other intelligence yet. I think this incident is very special and important..."

Lance raised his eyebrows after listening to it, which made his eye sockets feel "open", allowing him to concentrate better.

"I understand. Have people keep an eye on them and report any news to me anytime and anywhere."

Lance hung up the phone and walked back to the dining table, where a large table of people were waiting for him.

He sat down at his seat and wiped his hands with a napkin, "The Wolf Gang is coming in. After dinner, Hiram, be ready."

"Also, notify all bars to be careful of attacks."

He did not appear to be as anxious as Bolton. They broke in so early in the morning, so they might not be here for a fight.

If it is a gunfight, midnight is actually a better time. The night will be a natural protective color, and now many people in Jingang City know that Lance has a lot of spies here.

Coming in during the day is like calling Lance and telling him "we are coming", so night is the best time to "invade".

Hiram was about to stand up when he spoke, but Lance stopped him, "Don't worry, the brothers can handle it."

"We've been getting quite a bit of wine lately, Ennio."

Ennio, who was fighting with the cow's tail, put down the cow's tail bone in his hand and said, "Here."

"You did a good business with Galio of Fides last time. You can ask him if he wants another batch of wine. The quality of the wine this time is not low."

"Also, you can look at other places, such as Valley City, Venus City, surrounding cities, and surrounding states, and try to expand there."

"If we find a better place, we can also consider setting up some processing plants and breweries far away from the city."

"Nick's current farm is still too close to the city. We are running more and more frequently, and there is a high possibility that we will be discovered by some people."

"We must be prepared to be discovered before they find out. Ennio, I leave this matter to you."

“These jobs are important to us!”

Ennio nodded. He liked important work, which made him feel honored. "No problem. I'll finish the work on hand and do this."

"Erwin."

"uh-huh?"

"Sean is going to school soon, so you should take over the work at the firm. I remember you said before that you have a suitable candidate, so let him contact him first."

"No problem, I'll arrange it."

Lance looked at Morris again, "Continue to collect intelligence that may be beneficial or harmful to us..."

He arranged everyone's work in the near future, including Madore's gang, and they were still helping gang members with military training in batches.

Each session lasts for a week, with about fifty people.

Although it is hard, it is actually a very interesting thing for young people.

The food is better and there are extra subsidies, so no one has any complaints.

"I heard that Red High Heels' house is still vacant?"

After Red High Heels was seized, no one took over the house. After Sam and Booker committed suicide, in a sense, the house no longer had a "owner".

Under federal law, the house belongs to the Federal Treasury.

But it is impossible for the federal Treasury to send employees to manage such unowned assets across the federation, such as some elderly people who may have a worthless house.

He left suddenly in the winter without leaving any suicide note, and it was impossible for the Ministry of Finance to arrange an employee to come to this area specifically to deal with the house for a long time.

Therefore, for the federal government, for non-sensitive assets, they will entrust local authorities to auction them and then take back the proceeds.

This method of disposal would not require Treasury employees to be spread across the federation to dispose of all assets.

There are many banks in Jingang City that are qualified to conduct auctions, and Lance plans to buy this house.

This house is located in a busy street in the Empire District. Even if it cannot be used to open a bar at the moment, it can always have many uses.

Gerard's film has completed all the editing and will be released soon. By then, there must be a production company name, right?
Personal producer?

Although there are many movies like this now, Lance still wants to start a company.

This requires a company's office location, and redecorating it is a good choice.

After breakfast, news about the Wolf Gang continued to come from Bolton, until finally, this group of Wolf Gang members entered Mr. Jobaf's villa.

At this point, Lance completely understood what Mr. Jobaf meant.

Lance fully understood and respected Mr. Jobaf's choice. It was like two people were fighting for the same thing.

Why can you compete for it but not allow others to compete for it?
Everyone has the right to fight, but everyone also needs to be prepared to bear the consequences!

Fighting itself cannot be peaceful!
(End of this chapter)