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After staying in Hollywood for two days, Sean returned to New York.

It can be considered a beginning and an end...

Yuri took advantage of the opportunity of being stabbed by two profiteering gangs to spend a lot of money. Unluckily, several rivals who wanted to compete were killed by members of the F Qing Gang. This allowed Yuri to rise to power without any hindrance.

Sean was very happy and hurried back to celebrate Yuri.

Not only was he celebrating that Yuri finally took control of a small gang, but he was also celebrating that he had finally driven a nail into the underground forces of New York.

These guys in big cities are very xenophobic. From the perspective of New York gangs, New Jersey is a rural place and they will not allow forces from here to infiltrate.

Of course, Yuri is another story, a native New Yorker and a gang veteran.

Even if they know that there is Sean's shadow in it, there is nothing they can do unless they want to start a war!

In a corner of the bar, Sean, Bill, Jonas, Sam, Torey, everyone who could come.

Everyone was drinking, and no one except Sean had their arms around the two girls.

The fun continued until around 1 o'clock in the evening, and Sean asked everyone to leave. He was willing to continue fucking and went back to the hotel.

I have something else to do tomorrow.

The next day, yacht dock.

Mr. Huang leaned on his huanghuali crutch and got on the yacht with the help of his men.

"You can't come here next time." After getting on the yacht, Sean helped Old Man Huang. Old Man Huang complained: "It's okay to have tea and watch a show, but I can't play with you with my old arms and legs.

Come together."

"I think you are still getting stronger with age. Lian Po can still kill people with a knife when he is seventy years old. What are you worse than him? We can't obey the old age!" Sean said with a smile: "I will arrange two for you later.

Hot."

"I think you want me to die, don't you?" Old Man Huang cursed with a smile, "Tell me, why are you looking for me to do this?"

"You better do it." Sean found a place to do it, and the yacht drove forward. Before it went out to the open sea, the old man couldn't blow the wind, and headed straight for the Statue of Liberty.

"The first one is about the land, and the second one is to send you an invitation. My Peace Hotel has been renovated and is about to open. Please support me."

"The support is for sure, but the land is something we can't rush." ​​Old Man Huang said, shaking his head.

"Actually, it's feasible." A smile appeared on Sean's lips.

"What bad idea do you have!?" Old Man Huang sat up straight and stared at Sean.

Sean:What a bad idea!

"The gangs have been integrated here in Yuri, which was originally the territory of two Italian gangs."

"What I mean is, you give up part of the South Americans' territory." Sean looked at Old Man Huang.

"Huh? Why?" Old Man Huang raised his eyebrows. Although Yuri helped conquer this South American territory, how could he spit out the meat that reached his mouth?

Friendship is friendship, and interests are interests.

"Half for one person." Sean stretched out his hand to take the red wine in the glass and drew on the table, "The territory of the South Americans is half for each person. In the future, Yuri's side will have constant conflicts with the Chinese. What I mean is, you will fight

Put it here."

Sean drew the piece of land he was interested in, and that piece of land is now Yuri's control area.

It is precisely because of Yuri's control area that it is difficult for Yuri to force those owners to sell their land.

No matter which country it is, rabbits do not eat grass around their nests.

Therefore, this requires the cooperation of Old Man Huang.

"He beats people every day, kills people, makes trouble, destroys places, and shoots. He does everything he can. Don't be polite. The messier it is, the better." Sean stretched out his hand and wiped the area hard.

"As long as it is messy enough and unsuitable for living and doing business, the owner will sell the land. You can also buy it, and Yuri can buy it. If you have a choice, the land will be acquired faster."

"With this kind of chaos, wouldn't the police go crazy?" Old Man Huang asked with a frown.

"If he's crazy, then cure him!" Sean sneered, "I'm the best at curing diseases and saving people."

"How to cure it?" Old Man Huang asked curiously.

"Take money to throw at it!"

Ha, Old Man Huang sat back on the sofa. He thought there would be something easy to do. This was too rough.

"As long as it's easy to use, it's fine. If 10,000 doesn't work, just 100,000. If 100,000 doesn't work, 1 million, I don't believe you can't let him turn a blind eye."

"We are all friends, so it's not impossible to help you, but what's the benefit to us?" Old Man Huang looked at Sean with a smile.

"Hey, Old Man Huang, don't go too far. This was agreed in advance. I'll help you deal with these gangs, and you can help me win this piece of land." Sean's face turned dark immediately.

"The South Americans are getting out, but the Italian side has fallen into Yuri's hands, and now you want me to give up the South Americans' territory. This is unreasonable." Old Man Huang said slowly.

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"It's no use even giving you the land of the South Americans. There are so many Chinese. They are all white people's land. Can you occupy it?" Sean sneered.

"Whether you can stand is one question, whether you can stand or not is another question!" Old Man Huang shook his head.

"In this way, I will let Yuri give up the place bit by bit, so that you won't suffer any loss."

"Not enough!" Old Man Huang continued to shake his head.

"What do you say!"

"Work!" Old Man Huang sighed. As the leader of Chinatown, he has a high status and everyone respects him, but he does have a lot to worry about. "You take the initiative. There are many people immigrating here now, but what Chinatown can provide

There are only so many job opportunities, and more people are without jobs. In the United States, without jobs and without government benefits, their lives are very difficult."

"The government doesn't care about them, but I can't ignore them here."

"Oh, do you have to worry about the immigrants?" Sean snorted, "They came here smuggled in."

The reason why F Qing has to worry so much is partly because of the friendship between our compatriots, but more importantly because of interests.

Only when everyone has a job and income can they extract more benefits from these people.

For example, if you rent a house and have no income, you cannot afford to rent a house or eat in a restaurant, and wandering on the streets is still a hidden danger.

"I have hired hundreds of Chinese workers in New Jersey. You have to know that most of my jobs have to take care of those niggas. Without work, those niggas will not be so honest!" Sean also had difficulty with this,

"Besides, this is New York, not New Jersey."

"You must have a way, how about 5,000!"

Old Man Huang's words made Sean so angry that he almost threw the wine on the old man. It was so shameless!

"Any job will do. You know, we Chinese are the most hard-working and not picky about any job!" Old Man Huang chuckled.

"You go away, I don't want it anymore, okay!"

"No, how about 4000."

"Not even 1,000!"

"Then 500, I'm not picky!" Old Man Huang grabbed Sean's wrist.

"What the hell..." Sean rolled his eyes.