Chapter 22
After leaving his teacher's apartment, Yves walked toward the slums.
The area is full of thieves and robbers. The streets are full of potholes and smell bad.
Most people would never want to live in an area like this, but those who couldn't afford it could only be grateful for their lives and try to survive.
Every day, several corpses would be found in the ditch. Without even being told, the bodies were victims of the abominations of the gang members!
The Brooklyn Police only guarded the central area in this era, while suburban areas like this just got ignored.
As Yves had just taken his first steps in this environment, he immediately felt some unfriendly gazes.
The people looked at him as if they had seen a fat sheep. The feeling of being stared at like this was extremely uncomfortable.
Suddenly, a skinny man walking fast while lowering his head crashed into Yves' body.
His well-hidden hand was secretly trying to steal Yves' wallet!
*Bang!*
"Ah!!!" The sound of gunshots accompanied by screams immediately startled all the criminals.
Yves raised his gun, which was still smoking. After blowing the smoke out, Yves pocketed the gun again as if nothing had happened.
Yves looked at the pathetic thief; if he dared to pickpocket someone else, he would have to understand the consequences of his actions.
To wake them up, Yves needed to act a little rough for hooligans like this. No need to say much; just shoot them.
Other people who saw the incident from the side of the road were silent; they did not want to save the thief.
Luckily, Yves only shot right in the calf; if he had aimed for the head or the heart, the man would have met god by now. Yves didn't kill him right away because he wasn't that cruel.
Yves continued on his way.
Old Sailor's Bar is a bar that just opened a few years ago; it used to be a hangout place for bikers. But yesterday, this place had been taken by Carlos with his group.
These incidents often occur in slums like this; most gunfights happen in the afternoon and evening. So do not be surprised if several gangs attack several places.
Seventy percent of this area is controlled by Ballistic gangs; the rest is occupied by others.
Walked into the bar; inside, gang members were seated in pairs of three; the bar wasn't that huge. There were only five or six tables.
The bar's air was filled with smells, such as the smell of smoke, sweat, etc. With this kind of smell, it's a wonder that there are still people who want to hang out in it.
"Yo, Boss Yves, you're here. Please come in this way." Luke greeted Yves sensibly.
When Luke greeted Yves, the displeasing gazes of the people in the bar disappeared instantly.
After hearing Luke's respectful tone, did they still want to provoke him?
This bar has small booths on the second floor; the room is not very big. This room was previously a bedroom.
Carlos is smoking while staring at a somewhat worn-out map. Most of the time, he mumbled something.
Seeing Yves enter, he immediately stubbed out his cigarette and rubbed his hands while greeting the man with a smile.
"Hello, Boss, good evening and welcome. Nice to see you here." Carlos welcomes his new Boss.
"Good; what about the next step?" Yves immediately asked.
"I plan to clear all areas around here, disband all other gangs and take control of all territories except the Ballistic gangs. What do you think, Boss?" Carlos boldly proposed his plan. All of this was his personal plan, but he needed to discuss this with his Boss first.
"Not bad; if that's the case, you need many bullets and good weapons to control this territory."
"There's no need to rush; first, take over the little territory left. As for the Ballistic Gang, I'll give you instructions later." Yves said while reading the old map.
"As for strip clubs and bars, you can destroy them."
For now, he wasn't too worried about this area; after all, he would soon be going to Massachusetts, where MIT was located.
"But Boss, how will we survive if we don't snatch their clubs and bars? The best strip clubs and bars are all held by the Ballistic Gang!" Carlos didn't understand. How could they make any money if they wanted to expand the gang's influence without bars and strip clubs?
"You idiot, are clubs and bars that can only make money? We can rely on other businesses."
"Change this bar and build some good places to start your business, then find someone good at cooking. Whether that person is an American or another foreigner, whatever you like, as long as they can cook and know some special dishes, you can hire them."
"With all these things, do you guys still doubt that you can't make money?" Yves started circling an area of high commercial potential on the map.
"Uh, does this thing work? Boss, I'm sorry, can you explain it more easily? I'm only good at fighting and killing; I'm a little confused about this business." Carlos scratched his bald head.
He is not an expert in business matters like this, so he wants a more straightforward explanation.
Yves sighed helplessly; he started to explain his business plan. "Listen carefully; these are called roadside stalls. As long as the food served is delicious and at an affordable price, many people will come and buy at our stall."
"This is called a small profit, but the profit is quite fast. The more small stalls like this, the more income we will earn."
"With you doing this small business, are there any other powerful gang members who would care about you?"
"As long as you do small business like this quietly, no other gang will care about your business."
"We don't need to set up a drug business; this small business is enough for us. One fast-food truck can make a turnover of a hundred dollars a day and three thousand dollars a month. So what happens if that truck is doubled to twenty, or even a hundred? ? Think about it carefully. Do you understand now?"
Yves spoke at length until his mouth was slightly dry; he took the still sealed beer and drank it immediately.
"Boss, after hearing that, it seems that it is indeed very profitable. But, what are the first steps we should take? Sorry, I'm a little stupid about this." Carlos rubbed his hands a few times; the prospect of making a lot of money excites him!
"Very simple. Find someone good at cooking, be it snacks, fries, etc. Also, don't try to recruit them by bullying or threatening them; give them a decent wage and negotiate it."
Yves took a sip of wine and continued, "In the early stages after we put down business, don't take the initiative to attack. If other gangs take the initiative to attack us, you can fight them back."
"For now, you need to focus on growing this light business and making a good public appearance. Don't rob and fight; just do your business quietly."
"When you have enough personnel and weapons, you can start taking other territories. With this, you can grow your strength secretly!"
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