American TV series

Trenton is located in western New Jersey, the state capital, industrial city, state cultural center, and the end of the Delaware River navigation, 45 kilometers southwest of Philadelphia.

It covers an area of ​​2,097 square kilometers and has a population of 360,000 in the urban area. It has industries such as ceramics, steel cables, rubber, steel, auto parts, aircraft manufacturing, and chemicals, and its economy is relatively developed.

In the United States, the territory is large but the population is small. The layout of most cities is extremely scattered, so when calculating population, the "large urban population" is used to calculate the population.

After all, Sean was considered a junior, so he made the appointment, so he drove more than 80 kilometers to Trenton to meet Akomo Apple.

The location was also decided by Akomo Apple, in a coffee shop not far after entering Trenton.

This time when he came to visit the Dimeo criminal group, Sean only brought Jonas to drive the car, and none of the others. When he came to someone else's territory, unless he brought all his soldiers, it would be impossible to have more or less.

Of no use.

Therefore, Bill and others drove the armor...and the van ten kilometers away and waited silently for news.

If Dimio's people really dare to do anything to Sean, let them see the firepower of American soldiers today!

RPG Bill brought them all!

The car parked in front of the coffee shop and was immediately greeted by two men in windbreakers. Sean smiled and opened his arms to let the other man search him.

After the inspection, the other party pushed open the door of the coffee shop, and Sean stepped in. He glanced around and immediately saw a bald middle-aged man sitting alone on the central table, drinking coffee and reading a newspaper.

"Sean Rockefeller, right? Take a seat." The bald middle-aged man didn't get up, he just smiled and extended his hand to say hello.

There is no arrogance on his face or words. The arrogance is only in his heart.

For Akomo Apple, who controls the Dimeo Group, the reason why he agreed to meet Sean was simply because he wanted to see this newly rising young man.

Sean just smiled faintly and did not express any dissatisfaction with Akomo Apple's carelessness. He would not say such things after thirty years in Hedong.

Pulling out the chair and sitting down, Sean smiled and took the coffee from the waiter next to him, took a sip and put it down, "Mr. Akomo Apple, I heard that anyone who comes to Trenton to do business will

I need to get permission from the head of the Dimio Group to come here to visit me today, and I hope it won’t make you feel abrupt."

"No, this scope should be extended to New Jersey." Akomo Apple put down the newspaper and stared at Sean.

"Oh, then I also want to do some small business here. I wonder what Mr. Akomo's business is like."

"The business you are talking about is not small, young man, and the smuggled alcohol is under the control of the Dimio Group, but there is no room left for you." Akomo Apple still had a smile on his face, "

The Dimio Group has developed over decades. The ship is too big and there are too many people living on it. It is impossible for emerging juniors like you to adjust the business direction at will."

"Since it is too big, it should be properly split and reorganized. Only in this way can it become more flexible and better able to weather the wind and waves in this era, right?"

"Hey, boy, what about the Dimeo Group? It's not your turn as a little kid to take charge." On a table not far away, an older man suddenly raised his head and said.

Sean just glanced sideways, and then stared at Akomo Apple in front of him with a half-smile, and the cafe fell into an eerie silence for a while.

After a while, Akomo Apple took a deep breath and turned to the old man and said: "Shut up, Crado."

"The Dimio Group will not do anything in a hurry because of some external things. We just need to watch slowly and everything will return to its original point."

"What if I set the price of the private wine to be as low as your purchase price and deliver it to you? It will save you trouble." Sean settled for the next best thing.

Akomo shook his head.

"What if it's another 10% lower than your purchase price?"

Akomo still shook his head. This is not a question of money. Sean's rise has attracted the attention of Dimio Group. They will not and cannot let Sean continue to grow.

In fact, Sean was very lucky to have chosen Newark. It happened to be the intersection of New Jersey and New York. Because of this, it became a buffer zone for the New York and New Jersey mafia families, and that was how Selahman came to be.

With the opportunity to gain a firm foothold, there is room for Sean to rise.

Otherwise, it will be very difficult for a new force to rise.

"That's such a shame." Sean shook his head and smiled before standing up, "I'm glad to see Mr. Akomo today. Although we can't reach a cooperation for the time being, who can say for sure in the future."

"Maybe." Akomo Apple is still sitting there, just like what he just said, as the leader of the Dimio Group, he just needs to sit here and slowly watch the changes outside.

.

DiMio is still here.

"Mr. Akomo, goodbye."

"goodbye."

Sean took Bill out, the door of the cafe was closed, and the old man who just interrupted snorted: "Arrogant boy!"

"Young people, we weren't like this back then." Akomo Apple picked up the coffee and took a sip with a smile. He didn't take Sean seriously.

This is not the case a few decades ago, when the profits from smuggling alcohol were too low to support the rapid rise of a gang. DiMio's intelligence system was very developed, and he knew that the drug business there was still in the hands of Mexico.

As for Sean's other businesses, in their opinion, they all exist for money laundering and have no actual value.

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After getting in the car, Sean immediately took out the radio and informed Bill and others behind him that he was coming out. Don't worry, if the time came and he didn't receive the message, Bill would lead others in again.

"It seems like they have no intention of cooperating." Jonas said while driving.

"Yeah." Sean sighed, I just want to start a small business honestly, but why are there always people unwilling to cooperate?

I won’t steal anyone’s job, so why do you always have to be on guard against me?

What bad thoughts can I, a serious person, have?

"What now?" Jonas asked again.

"No one can stop me, not Seramanga back then, nor Dimio now!" Sean said decisively.

"Hahaha, I knew you wouldn't agree. It's not that I look down on them. Hey, these old guys who talk about tradition all day long don't understand at all. They are actually vulnerable!" Jonas opened it.

He turned to the radio in the car and twisted his body slightly while listening to the music on it, "What age is this? What kind of f*cking family inheritance is this? Passing it down from one generation to the next. Oh, my God, it's just ridiculous."

"Those guys have no fighting power at all!"

"Just like turkeys, as soon as you put them on the fire and roast them, the aroma will come out immediately."

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