America's Big Hero

"No matter what the request is, I agree, agree." Carpenter George dared not say no, the one who said it couldn't be done just now is dead.

"Sure?"

"Definitely!" Carpenter George was decisive. He was never so sure when he proposed.

"Actually, I'm a very talkative person. I never make demands that the other party can't meet. The guy just now was dishonest and took chances. He wanted to bargain with me, but I hate other people wasting my time the most." Sean's voice contained no emotion, and it sounded behind the two of them, who covered their eyes with their hands and kept nodding.

"Since the two of you agreed, then I will remember, Bill, tell the two of you." After finishing speaking, Sean turned and walked out.

Outside, Jonas, who had changed his bloody clothes, gave a thumbs up with a smile. He was peeking outside the door just now, it was so funny.

Seeing that Sean was gone, Bill said, "Okay, the boss is out, you can put your hands down now."

"Don't dare, dare not, just say what you want." The two shook their heads repeatedly.

"FK, just watch it if I tell you to watch it, how will you know what to do if you don't fucking watch it, hurry up, the boss hates other people wasting time the most." Bill cursed loudly.

When Carpenter heard this, he slowly put his hand down, passed through a slit, and saw the pool of blood and long bloodstains on the ground, he couldn't help shivering, and his crotch was immediately wet.

Really killed people!

So brutal.

"Carpenter, you make glass products. Here are a few bottles. I need you to make a thousand of each, exactly the same." Bill's voice sounded.

Only then did Carpenter put his hand down completely, and looked at a box in the direction of Bill's finger. There were five wine bottles in the box.

"Necky Ryan, you make cardboard boxes. There are also several templates here. Make [-] copies of each type. They must be exactly the same, especially the color and font. There must be absolutely no difference." Bill ordered again.

Neki Ryan also opened his eyes and looked at the cardboard boards spread out beside him. CamusV.SOP, Bisquit VSOP, VOSeagrartis, all of them were wine packaging.

Carpenter and Neki looked at each other, both of them felt helpless in each other's eyes, didn't they just do something, as for tying them here!

Just say it, just say it...

Really won't agree.

Don't do it for money, only thousands of pieces, the quantity is too small, and you have to re-open the mold, risking a crime, and don't do double the price.

This is a fraud, and the two of them will definitely be implicated if they make a fuss, and they will definitely be brought to court by then.

Of course, it's another situation now...

The still-dried blood on the ground clearly told them how superb the other party's persuasion skills were.

"How long will it take?" Bill asked again.

"The production speed is fast, but it takes time to open the mold. It will take 10 days."

"My main difficulty here is color matching. This requires a little debugging, and it will take 7 days at the fastest."

Bill was taken aback by this, it sounded so familiar.

"Then 8 days. After 8 days, I will call you and tell you where to send the goods." Bill said without doubt.

Carpenter hesitated for a moment and immediately nodded. If there is a difficulty, he will go, and if there is no difficulty, he will go if there is a difficulty.

It's just that everyone seems to have forgotten the issue of withdrawing money...

The difference is that Bill didn't mention it because he really didn't have any money. Even if the money was paid according to the cost, Sean couldn't afford it. The cost of making molds and fixing the boards was very high.

And Sean knows better that if you don't mention the money now, it will be better to settle the payment in one go when you order the goods next time.

At that time, not only will the other party not resent them, but they will feel a sense of sincere gratitude, even though that is what they deserved.

This has been demonstrated countless times, notably with a creature called the Licking Dog.

But Carpenter and the others didn't think about this issue at all. It's not bad if they don't die, and they want money?

I'm afraid I didn't wake up?

Five minutes later, Carpenter got into Necky's car and drove toward the county seat.

Until the car disappeared into the night, Bill didn't tell Neki the news that would break him...

Sean is very afraid, very afraid that the other party will lose his mind and do something that he regrets~.

After solving the packing problem, Sean and his party boarded the car and returned to New York overnight.

Sean has selected five of the better wines sold in New York and New Jersey, and the blending is far from complete.

No one can replace this work, and he can only rely on him to endure it slowly.

And Bill and others have recently been mixing with Yuri to learn how to be a gang member.

The following work also requires them to play new roles...

Chapter 13: Who said you have to pay for something?

Carpenter was approached by the police as soon as he returned. After all, many people saw him being kidnapped and reported the crime on the spot.

The moment he saw the police, Carpenter was about to go mad. The police always arrive at the end of the incident. He vented his anger on the police, "What are you asking me now, ah, what's the use!"

"If you encounter any difficulties, you can tell us, sir, and we will do our best..."

"Okay, there is no report, everything is normal." Carpenter waved his arms, and the purple strangle marks on his neck were clearly visible, "What kind of kidnapping, where is the kidnapping, which eye of yours saw the kidnapping."

"Sir, I must remind you of your neck."

"My neck is fine, that's a joke among friends." Carpenter's face darkened, and he thought of the dragged away body again.

"Okay, if you insist." The two policemen couldn't help but drop a sentence when they closed their notebooks and turned to leave, "You guys are having such a good time!"

After the police left, he experienced a life-and-death crisis. Carpenter, who looked terrified, vented wildly in the living room for a while, and even smashed the TV.

……

"I found a factory that does bottling. It's not a wine maker, but a beverage maker. But I asked someone to look at the machine. It's a general-purpose machine. It's no problem to fill and seal wine." Sol looked at it in a hurry. Seeing Xiao En, he said anxiously: "The problem now is that we don't have the money to take him down, even if the factory is about to go bankrupt."

"Who said you have to be rich to buy things?" Sean put down the things in his hands, and reached out to take the documents in Saul's hands.

"Hey, this can't be done. This is a serious business relationship. You can't use the previous method. I heard Bill and the others say what happened a few days ago. You guys..." Sol didn't know what to say. .

"Who said serious means must cost money?"

"Finally laugh!"

……

North of Newark, a small town called Baseck.

A stretched Lincoln parked at the gate of a dilapidated factory. The door opened. Jonas, who was wearing a black suit and white gloves, got off the driver's seat, walked to the side and opened the door.

Sean, who was dressed in a dark blue suit and had a decent smile on his face, stepped out of the car.

Saul took a big stride and brought a young man to greet him, "Mr. Sean Rockefeller, hello."

"Let me introduce to you, this is Heywood Luther, Minks Luther is his father, and now he has inherited this factory."

Heywood hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand, "Mr. Rockefeller, hello, it's an honor to meet you."

"Hello, Mr. Luther." With a decent smile on his face, Sean looked very gentlemanly, and reached out to shake Luther lightly.

"Mr. Rockefeller, let's go in and take a look." Sol stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

Sean turned his head and looked inside. He didn't know what was going on in the factory building, but weeds had already grown in the open space of the factory.

Seeing this scene, Sean couldn't help frowning, and an impatient look flashed across his face, "I don't think so, Saul."

Hearing what Sean said, Heywood became anxious. The factory he inherited was already on the verge of bankruptcy and insolvent, so he was eager to sell.

Fortunately, before he could say anything, Xiao En said, "You can deal with it, I will issue a power of attorney."

After finishing speaking, he nodded slightly to Heywood next to him, showed a polite smile, and then turned and walked towards the car. Jonas opened the door again, Sean did it, and the car turned around and drove away.

"Hahahaha." Not long after the car drove out, Jonas burst out laughing, "Shit, Sean, did you see that guy was completely intimidated by you just now, he really thought you were from the Rockefeller family Yes, when you couldn't say anything, his face turned red in anxiety."

"Is that called bluffing?" Sean smiled and took out the cigarette case, flicked his thumb on the bottom of the cigarette case, and a cigarette jumped out.

"That guy must never have dreamed of it. This car is rented at all. It's so funny." This is the first time Jonas has relied on his brain instead of violence. Although he is only responsible for opening and closing the car door, it still makes him feel uncomfortable He couldn't be more excited.

On the other side, watching the extended Lincoln disappear, Saul's face immediately sank, "Mr. Heywood, why don't you let someone clean up the factory, at least on the surface, it's hard for me to do it like this what."

"Mr. Saul, listen to me, I really have no money." Heywood smiled bitterly, "Besides, my factory is going to go bankrupt, isn't it normal? I didn't expect this Mr. Rockefeller..."

"Do you know, he may have never been to such a broken place in his life." Sol pointed back at the broken factory behind him, and said with a slightly unhappy face.

Heywood could only apologize, he believed in this point, after all, he was a son of the Rockefeller family, although he didn't know why the other party wanted to buy such a broken factory from his family.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the broken factory can be sold, that's enough.

"Sol, in this way, I can increase the commission by another one percentage point. How about it, you must help me." Heywood could only think of this way.

Two days ago, when Heywood was worried about how to get rid of the trouble of the factory, Saul approached him and said that there was a way to help him sell the factory, but he wanted a 2% commission, and Heywood agreed on the spot.

Then there is today's scene.

Perhaps tempted by the increased commission again, Saul smiled again, "Okay, then we need to talk about the details. Let me explain in advance that I must fight for some interests for Mr. Rockefeller, even if these interests are only on the surface. of."

"You know, these sons care about face the most."

"Of course, of course." Heywood immediately agreed, as long as the actual interests are not damaged, he doesn't care about face.

……

"Bang" the door was pushed open, and Sol walked in with a happy face.

This small laboratory in a residential building in the Brooklyn neighborhood has become a stronghold for Sean and his gang.

"The conditions have been negotiated, and they are better than expected!" Sol said with a happy face as soon as he entered the door.

"How do you say it?" Sean asked with a smile.

"Sign the transfer agreement first, and settle the payment after three months. All the expenses during these three months will be on your head." Sol pulled a chair and sat down and said: "He didn't want to agree, but I said After asking Mr. Rockefeller to send someone to clean up the factory and equipment in advance, he immediately agreed."

"He's crazy, he started using it without giving money, how could he agree instead." You Rui looked confused, he didn't know what happened today.

Jonas and the others laughed loudly, and told the story of Sean pretending to be a Rockefeller wealthy son to deceive the other party.

The corners of Yuri's mouth twitched. Sean really belonged to the Rockefeller family, but Sean didn't let him tell about it, so Jonas and the others didn't know.

Chapter 14: The money printing machine in action

October 8, 29 am.

On the road from Long Branch County to Holmdale, a truck stopped on the side of the road with all lights turned off. Carpenter and Carpenter got out of the car. Neither of them was in the mood to talk, and they leaned against the car to smoke. .

Before he finished smoking a cigarette, a truck drove up from the opposite side. Bill jumped out of the truck and walked to the two of them, "Is everything ready?"

"It's all ready, in the car." Carpenter threw away the cigarette butt, and said with a smile on his face.

Bill nodded indifferently, without checking, and waved behind him, "Both of you, move your things over there."

Carpenter was startled when two black men jumped out, no one in sight.

Watching the two black men groaning and groaning as they moved the unmarked boxes to their car, Bill patted Carpenter on the shoulders of both of them, "You better pray that there is nothing wrong with the things."

After all, he threw $400 to two black men, and Bill got in the car and drove away.

The two black buddies were randomly looking for them halfway when they came, and they were naturally left behind after finishing their work.

Drive along the highway towards Baseek's factory, the distance is not far, only 80 kilometers.

On the way, just as Bill drove past, Jonas, who had been waiting by the side of the road for a long time, turned a car directly across the middle of the road, turned on all the lights, opened the door, got off the station and smoked on the side of the road.

This is what Sean explained, regardless of whether there is anyone following behind, they will be physically isolated.

Caution is the boat.

In the middle of the night, there were no cars on the road, so Jonas smoked a few cigarettes in a row, and only after confirming that it was safe did Jonas get in the car and drive away.

More than an hour later, Sean and the others arrived in Baseek's dilapidated beverage factory.

After the things were transported, Xiao En opened the package and took out the glass bottle and the outer package and compared it with the original version repeatedly. There was no difference at all with the naked eye, which made him very satisfied.

The machine over there has already been adjusted by him, and the blended wine is also fully prepared. The only thing that is missing now is the filling.

In fact, filling is easy to solve, the big deal is manual, thousands of bottles, it is not too difficult for everyone to do it together, the difficulty is actually capping and packaging.

Moreover, he is determined to fake... to sell knockoff wine all over the United States, and a factory is also necessary.

Sol and the others don’t know that Sean is going to play such a big game. Even if Sol knows, they will sneer. It’s okay to sell less in secret. It’s really large-scale fakes hitting the market. Do you really think those wineries are easy to mess with? ?

Not to mention the IRS, which is the real big problem.