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"Burns Cecil, old Mr. Luther's best assistant and the person in charge of the factory." In the factory office, Saul was introducing Sean.

Sean didn't believe in the best helper. If he was really good, he wouldn't bankrupt the company.

However, the factory still needs him to run now, especially those workers who were originally in the factory standing in the open space outside the factory need him to comfort them. They are all from the nearby town of Passaic. If they are not comforted well, it will be a big trouble.

"Hello, Burns Cecil." Sean shook hands with the other party, sat down and said straight to the point: "I won't talk about the previous problems in the factory. What you need to do now is to contact the previous supplier.

suppliers and sales channels to get the factory running again."

"I understand, sir." Burns Cecil breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he was unemployed, but he didn't expect a turnaround.

"Second, the price and market positioning of previous products need to be changed."

Burns Cecil frowned slightly. He had been responsible for the specific operations of the company before. He was very attentive and no one wanted his hard work to be denied. "What are your plans, sir?"

"Comprehensively reduce product prices, even if it means reducing quality and market positioning..."

"Sir, I have to interrupt you. Product quality is the lifeline of a brand and must not be touched. Someone's request to reduce costs will only destroy the brand!" Burns Cecil, whose hair was meticulously combed, said with a look on his face.

Seriously, Sean's proposal seemed to him simply ridiculous.

It is entirely the impulse of young people who do not understand that it is wrong to run a company and brand just because the cost is low!

Since the boss asked him to come back and continue the business, he must be responsible to the boss!

Sean opened his mouth in confusion, looking at Burns Cecil's serious look, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "You really think so."

"Of course!" Burns Cecil nodded heavily, his eyes unwavering.

"Well, maybe you are right." Sean stood up and patted Burns Cecil on the shoulder, "Then I will do as you say and let the factory run first."

"Okay, boss, I understand." Burns Cecil straightened his back and said.

After walking out of the office, Sean shook his head speechlessly, "Who gave him the confidence? The company has gone bankrupt and he is still so determined!"

Sol smiled and shrugged, so upright that it made people feel distressed.

"Ignore him and find someone to replace him when everything is running smoothly."

…

On September 11, although Burns Cecil was a little too upright, he still had some ability. After Sean took out a sum of money to pay some suppliers, he asked the factory to start again within 5 days.

Get running.

With disguise and capital, Sean made the second batch bigger.

Two tons of alcohol were shipped, and work started quietly at night on the assembly line, and 10,000 bottles of wine were quietly produced.

This time there was no need for Sean to come forward in person. With Alec as a deterrent last time, the gangs all knew that this new smuggler was ruthless and ruthless, and they all seemed very honest during the second transaction.

In just one month, Sean earned more than 600,000.

In the past few days, Yu Ruiyou once again contacted several comrades who were not doing well, and Sean's men expanded to 10 people.

They are all veterans who have been on the battlefield!

Since then, Sean has also set his sights on continuing to expand his sales scope.

The map of New Jersey was spread out on the table, and he marked the five major cities one by one.

The five largest cities in New Jersey are Newark, Jersey City, Paterson, Elizabeth and the capital, Trenton.

Among them, Jersey City, the second largest city, is right next to Newark, on the banks of the Hudson River, across the river from Manhattan, New York.

The third largest city, Paterson, is 10 kilometers northwest of Passaic and is also very close.

Fourth Elizabeth City is not far from Newark, half an hour's drive south along the river.

Only the capital, Trenton, is a little further away, but it's less than a hundred kilometers away. This is one of the reasons why Sean put Newark as his first target.

"It's Jersey City!" Sean clicked on the map.

Jersey City has a population of 230,000, but its market is larger than Newark. It is an industrial city and is known as West Wall Street. There are many wealthy people, so consumption is naturally higher.

What's more important is that Jersey City is so close to Newark. There must be news about the changes in the smuggling liquor market here. I think it won't be too difficult to promote it.

…

As the bootlegging business was growing, the local newspaper in Long Branch reported an interesting story about a home invasion and robbery.

The robbery case became an anecdote because, in the afternoon of that day, a murderer broke into a house and planned to commit theft, but he did not expect anyone to be inside the house. In excitement, the gangster pulled out a gun and beat two people in the house to death on the spot, and then rummaged through some valuables.

Then he escaped, and those who were beaten to death in the house were a man and a woman, and they were all naked. Interestingly, the woman was the hostess of the house, but the man was not the homeowner...

The male owner of the house was busy in his factory when he received the police notification. According to employees present at the time, the boss cried and cursed after receiving the news, and was on the verge of a breakdown.

Finally, the newspaper speculated that the man didn't know whether the news was good news or bad news.

…

Just when Sean decided to promote to Jersey City, New York, Brooklyn, a man frowned slightly, "No more alcohol in Newark, New Jersey?"

The man's name is Stephen Crea, a member of the Lucchese family, one of the five major Mafia families in New York, and is responsible for the alcohol smuggling business within the family.

The five major families first developed because of the "Prohibition". Although in the later period, the family's main source of income became drug addiction, the business of alcohol smuggling has never stopped.

"Yes, Mr. Stephen, I sent someone to inquire about it. Suddenly a guy named Sean appeared over there and was selling smuggled alcohol. He also had a conflict with a local gang and killed 7 people on the spot.

, Now, all the smuggled liquor in Newark comes from him." His subordinates reported in a low voice.

"Damn, this guy came out of nowhere, have you ever heard of it before?!"

"No."

"Damn it, it's the Lucchese family that's stealing the business!" The man cursed, then pondered for a while and asked again: "Who does the business over there work with?"

Since the U.S. authorities suddenly stepped up their crackdown on the Mafia two years ago, the major Mafia families have begun to shrink their power, allowing a large number of small gangs to develop below, to distract the attention of the authorities, and to transform themselves into channel dealers.

To reduce costs and risks, businesses in various places cooperate with the largest local gang families for distribution.

Especially the Lucchese family. After their boss Claro was imprisoned during the crackdown 2 years ago, the family was in civil strife, and the Lucchese family's momentum suddenly weakened a lot.

"The Salamanga family is cooperating," his subordinates reported.

"Didn't those Spaniards notice that there were rats in their warehouse?" Stephen Crea saw his men shaking their heads and couldn't help but cursed, "A bunch of brainless stupid cows."

"Do we need our action team to take action?"

"No, tell the people in Salamanca the news. Those brainless Spaniards are a little stupid, but as long as someone waves the red cloth, they will rush up and smash the person to pieces."

"Okay, I know."

…

"Sean?" Hector Seramanga, who was skinny and slightly stooped, raised his head and looked at his subordinates like a vulture, "Who knew that this Sean came out of that sewer?"

!”

"Trash!" Hector cursed when no one answered.

"Find him and kill him."

"The majesty of the Salamanga family cannot be challenged."