Shadow Empire

Chapter 399 Join
"it's me."

"……Yeah?"

"This is terrible news, but bring him here after this, I can talk to him..."

"Okay, I understand. I'll arrange for someone to go over there."

Lance hung up the phone and glanced at the people in the room, finally stopping on Lawn.

Hiram went to bed. His cold had not yet fully healed, and resting early would be of great help to his recovery as soon as possible.

Lawn also noticed Lance's gaze, and he stood up from the sofa, "Is there anything you need me for?"

Lance nodded. This was where they lived, not in the company. "Enio's father was beaten up. That's what he said. Now he wants to teach those bastards a lesson. You take some people to support them."

Melo asked in the corner, "Is there any danger?"

Lance shook his head, "Ordinary people, no danger."

Melo didn't ask any more questions.

Lawen called a few people and drove two cars to the vicinity of Ennio's house. The two groups got together in three cars and headed towards the Pricia area.

The Prisia district is now a relatively empty area, and there is no exchange of fire here.

The mayor's political failure caused some of the less powerful Fides groups to flee quickly.

Without the support of the city's rulers, it was difficult for them to fight against the locals.

Some peace has returned here.

At present, this place is temporarily controlled by two local gangs, and there are also some small gangs, but they do not interfere much with the operation of the entire area.

In other words, their main means of making profits is no longer as low-level as collecting protection fees, but operating some entertainment venues and providing sex trade or alcoholic beverages.

At the same time, they may also engage in extortion and fraud, but not much, and they do it very secretly.

The convoy was discovered when it entered the area, but when they found out that they were members of the Lance family, they did not take any further action and just kept staring.

At a traffic light, the car that had been following them came to the front from another lane.

The driver in the cab looked over here and said, "This is not the Empire District or the Port District."

He was reminding these people that this was not the Lance family's territory.

Ennio, who was sitting in the back seat, moved outside, "I'm Ennio, someone hurt my family, and I'm here to talk to them."

The man opposite looked at Enio, "I've heard of your name." He listened for a while, his eyes swept over these people, and finally nodded slightly, "Try not to make too much noise."

"Thanks!"

When the light turned green, the guy turned right off the route while they continued forward.

The Lance family has now gained considerable fame in Jingang City, although they have been staying in the Empire District and the Port District they have just taken over and do not come out very often.

No one will underestimate them now.

Ennio's father, who was sitting in the car and watching all this happening, had an indescribable strange feeling. He never expected that his son would become such a "famous" person.

Ennio's father had been to the manager's villa, a villa in the Priscia district.

In other words, basically everyone who joins the company has been to this villa, because it is also part of the overall company plan.

You have to let these low-level workers see and touch it, then they will go crazy!
If you just tell them that if they work hard they will eventually own their own house and car and become wealthy, that is too vague and unrealistic.

But if we bring them to this villa and let them attend a "welcome party" here, so that they can feel the reality of all this firsthand, it will become a driving force to motivate them to work hard to create value for the company!

Who the hell doesn’t want to live in a big house like this one day?
Who doesn’t want to have a few naked young girls stretching out in their swimming pool?
The more depraved you are, the greater the motivation!

Capital has long studied human nature extremely thoroughly. Once you fall into the trap, it is very difficult to struggle out!
These experiences allowed Ennio and his team to quickly gain a "precise positioning".

The car soon arrived at the community gate. The security guard in the duty room did not open the access control, so he walked out of the duty room.

"Who are you looking for?"

"You need to register to enter and exit here!"

Ennio came out with twenty dollars in cash between his fingers. "Open the door and let us in. We will leave soon."

The security guard glanced at the twenty yuan, and although he was tempted, he still knew whether the twenty yuan was more important or his job was more important.

The salary for being a security guard here is not low, all in all it's fifty-five yuan a month.

Normally, the owners would come in and out, and sometimes they would give him a little tip, or give him a pack or two of cigarettes, so his actual income was much more than people imagined!
It is often said that one would rather be a dog in a rich man's family than be born as a human in a poor family. This is the truth!
Twenty dollars was not enough for him to risk losing his job.

He raised his hand seriously and slightly pushed away Ennio's hand. "I'm sorry, sir. If you want to go in, you must have someone to visit, and that person must agree to let you in."

"Otherwise I can't open this door for you."

As he spoke, he lifted up his uniform, revealing the holster on his waist. He wanted to use this method to warn the other party that they were not pushovers either.

But the next second, a gun was pressed against his head. "Can we fire now?"

He slowly raised his hand, his expression a little horrified, "Of course."

The door opened quickly and he was tied to a chair in the duty room. They were not willing to embarrass a security guard who was just working.

And doing so is actually helping him solve his problem. At least he can appeal to the company. He resisted but failed.

The three cars quickly entered the community and soon they found the place they were looking for.

The huge villa exuded elegance surrounded by lights and green plants. A group of people got out of the car. Ennio's father, who was standing next to him, felt a little inexplicably worried.

"Will it cause trouble?"

Ennio shook his head, "It's just a minor character!"

On the bed in the bedroom, the manager was sweating hard. Most nights of life were so exciting.

In fact, this villa is not his personal property, but the company's asset. They need such a facade to prove the company's strength and, by the way, give new employees a little more shock from the "federal dream"!

Just when he was about to finish, the bedroom door suddenly opened, and he cursed without even turning his head, "I told you, don't come in at this time!"

He looked back with some dissatisfaction, his eyes revealing deep dissatisfaction, but when he saw the person standing at the door, his whole body shuddered violently and all his movements stopped.

The girl who was lying on the bed being baptized turned around and looked at him in confusion. She also noticed the person outside the door. With a scream, the manager came back to his senses.

He turned around suddenly and saw some young men standing at the door. There was a look of fear on his face, but when he saw Ennio's father standing outside the door, he became less afraid!

He picked up the sheet and wrapped it around his hips to stop his little bird from swinging around. "This is my fucking house. You're trespassing on private property. If you don't get out now, I'm calling the police."

Ennio suddenly grabbed the vase by the door and rushed over and hit him on the head!

"Fuck!" he suddenly cursed, then shook his hands and some blood flowed out from the palms of his hands.

There were thorns on the branches, and they were not picked clean, so they pricked his palm.

The pain made him even more furious, and he started to beat the manager who was squatting down. A few minutes later, the manager, who looked like a nobody, squatted on the coffee table in the lobby of the villa, and his eyes were filled with deep fear when he looked at Enio.

Ennio's father seemed to be hesitant to speak, and every time he wanted to say something, he would be interrupted by Ennio.

At first he felt very sympathetic towards the manager, but as the manager tried to avoid being beaten or burned by cigarette butts—

He was really scared and the place still hurts. He never thought that an old guy who looked hardworking and stupid as hell actually had a gangster's son!

What he didn't expect was... that this young man actually burned his penis with a cigarette butt!
He just wants to end it all as soon as possible!
He wants to go to the hospital to ask the doctor if his bird is still alive!
So he explained directly and clearly why he fired his father.

"...He is too old. If he stays, new young people might question whether they can realize their dream of wealth by working here."

"So, the company arranged this plan to find a way to clear out the older people."

Ennio's father's eyes were almost bursting from glaring at him. He couldn't imagine that he was fired simply because he was of no use to the company!

Faith collapsed at this moment!

He looked at the manager and asked slowly, "I saw it on the honor wall..."

The company has a wall of honor, and all those who become "sales champions" have their own page on it. The manager was silent for a while, "Except for the ones you know who are our own people, the other photos were bought by us from a bankrupt photo studio for one dollar."

"So it was all a scam all along?"

The manager smiled awkwardly.

The company made a lot of money from these salesmen, including training costs, material costs, various losses, and the money they paid in advance for the products.

To put it bluntly, the top few on the monthly sales list, except for the hired agents, are the company's real "big customers!"

"Fuck it!" The honest man's teeth were chattering with anger.

He reached out and grabbed the vase next to him, put it down, then picked up the ashtray, but felt that it was too heavy.

After much deliberation, he finally chose an electric wire and vented his anger in front of the manager's relieved look!
It's just a whip, it just hurts, as long as it's not a vase or an ashtray, as long as it doesn't take his life, it will only hurt for a while.

After beating the manager for a while and seeing the blood on his body, the honest man finally couldn't bear to continue beating him. He breathed slightly and looked at the guy with hatred in his eyes!

For many years, he wasted time, wasted managers, wasted everything, and in the end these people told him that it was just a trick of theirs!

The income of more than ten yuan a month was barely enough to keep his family from starving to death, so his wife left him and his son didn't want to be with him.

He thought that one day he would achieve his federal dream through his own efforts and make all those who looked down on him look up to him.

It turns out that he is the stupidest person!
He was very sad. He slumped on the sofa and covered his face with his hands. "What have I done!"

Ennio patted him on the back, then pulled out his pistol and put it to the manager's head.

Although his father was not kind to him before, he was raised by him after all, and they were father and son, and they also forgave each other.

Now that this guy had caused his father so much pain, he was so angry that he was ready to kill this guy!
The manager was so scared that he peed himself. You could see that he was trying to hold it in, but he really couldn't help it!
He squatted on the coffee table, holding his head and urinated.

Just as Ennio said "Go to hell!" and was about to pull the trigger, his father held his arm and said, "No need."

Ennio looked at him, and he looked at Ennio. "It's not worth it, Ennio."

"They taught me a lesson. This money and time can be regarded as my tuition."

He looked at the manager. The positions of both parties had changed dramatically. It was no longer like during the day when the manager was in a superior position.

A smile suddenly appeared on his face. "You're not as great as you think you are, are you?"

The manager immediately gave a flattering smile, "Yes, yes, you are right..."

Ennio's father shook his head. "So when it comes to the ultimate answer, we are all equal." He said that and walked out without waiting for the manager's answer.

The manager's humility has soothed his inner dissatisfaction to the greatest extent, and also made him truly recognize the world!
If his son wasn't Ennio, if they hadn't come here.

The beautiful filter of the Federation is disappearing bit by bit. He can’t say he is very disappointed, but he just regrets that he has wasted too much time.

Ennio glanced at the manager again and retracted his weapon. "For my father's sake."

The manager knelt directly on the coffee table, in his own urine, to express his sincere gratitude to Ennio's father.

They left soon and the manager did not call the police. He just quietly asked someone to clean the villa and then went to the hospital in his clothes.

The federal society is never fair. It is not easy for poor people to see a doctor, but for rich people, they can see a doctor anytime and anywhere.

When the doctor saw the incredible injuries on the manager's body, his brain also stopped working a little.

He originally planned to call the police, but the manager said it was just his "little hobby" and in the end the doctor just gave him some simple bandages.

The bad news is that it may take him two to four weeks to recover, but the good news is that his bird is not dead.

More than half an hour later, the group returned to Lance's villa because Lance wanted to talk to Ennio's father.

When the convoy stopped outside the villa, he looked at his son as he saw the renovated villa's vegetation walls covered with green plants.

Although they are father and son, they are walking on two parallel lines that do not intersect!

He was a little reserved, and Ennio noticed this. "Lance is a very easy person to get along with. He is also an Imperial. You will know it after you meet him."

The villa was full of people, and as Ennio and his son came in, he took the initiative to tell them what had happened and the outcome.

Lance nodded after listening to it, "Very good handling!" He looked at Ennio's father and said, "Now that you have recognized your previous work, what's next?"

"Do you plan to find something to do, or take a break?"

Maybe it was because the people here were not like the gangsters he had imagined, standing in a row wearing scary clothes and not smiling, but instead, they sat together and chatted casually like friends and brothers, which made him feel less restrained.

His face flushed slightly as he said, "I plan to find another job. I can't just sit around at home. I have some bills to pay every month."

Lance looked at Ennio's father. He looked... actually more in line with the Federation's aesthetic standards.

He is not stage-fearful. In fact, most salespeople are not stage-fearful, and not being stage-fearful is the most basic personal quality for them to enter the industry.

If you can’t even sell a bunch of crap to a stranger, then you’re definitely not going to be the “God of Sales.”

He is of medium build and has a gentle-looking face.

Lance thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you work for us? That way you and Ennio can meet more often."

Ennio showed a happy look on his face, but his father was a little confused. "But I can't shoot, and I don't... dare to kill anyone."

The young people in the room all laughed. Lance handed him a cigarette and said, "We also have a legitimate business. You are Ennio's father. I would rather believe you..."

In the Federation, the so-called "people" are actually the lowest and least important group in this society.

But at the same time, they are the most important group of people, because whether politicians can realize their ideals and step onto the political stage is related to how much public support they can get.

If one wants to protect one's own interests, one must gather more "political base" around oneself.

Those financial groups are able to fight against the federal government not only because they are rich, but also because once they "let go", tens of thousands of unemployed workers will destroy everything the politicians have!
Lance also has to run a lot of legitimate businesses and build his own umbrella of protection.

Not just the officials and the ruling class, but also the countless people at the bottom of society!
(End of this chapter)