Beautiful Man

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Jason put down his knife and fork and looked at the six people in front of him with a smile.

The organization has also discussed how to deal with these gangsters.

According to Jason's original idea, he brought them directly to the pot and ate the meat by himself, not even leaving the soup for them.

But Belmode, who once ran a gang independently, put forward different opinions.

Running a gang is no easier than running a business. Take the gangs in New York as an example. There are hundreds of thousands of gangsters at the bottom and tens of thousands of professional gangs.

If Jason wanted to swallow them in one bite, he would have to manage these tens of thousands of gangs alone.

Moreover, the industrial chain of the gang is very complicated. Even if Jason has worked under Jinhe for so many years, he cannot be comprehensive.

To manage these tens of thousands of gangs in an orderly manner, there must be a large number of middle and high-level managers.

They must have been in the industry for many years, be familiar with gang management skills, and understand all the rules in their respective fields.

Unfortunately, there is no qualified person under Jason.

If you start from scratch, it is conservatively estimated that it will take at least half a year for the gang to achieve profitability.

And in the past six months, Jason has to feed these tens of thousands of mouths, requiring extremely large cash flow.

In summary, a one-size-fits-all approach is clearly not in the interests of Jason and the organization.

According to Belmode's plan, several big gangs should be brought under their command to form a gang alliance. All members must share channels, resources and contacts to communicate with each other.

All members' revenue must be turned over to the alliance, and then distributed to each member in proportion.

If all goes well, the organization will be able to achieve profitability from the month that the gangster alliance was established.

Although Jason is slightly dissatisfied with the dividend, this is the best way under the current situation.

After Jason put down the knife and fork, the six big men also stopped eating and looked at him nervously.

Jason smiled and waved his hands: "Don't be nervous, everyone. I know that there are many rumors circulating in the underground world, and some people even say that I will kill you and swallow the New York black market."

Don’t you think so?

The six people suppressed the sound of their breathing to the lowest level, and silently complained in their hearts.

Jason slapped the table sharply and cursed: "This is simply the stupidest rumor I have ever heard. I and you are all friends, how can we do such a thing."

Hearing that, the six of them all secretly breathed a sigh of relief, anyway, their lives were saved.

Jason continued: "The current situation in New York is not optimistic. The rules are watching us more and more closely, so we can't fight separately, we must unite."

"I propose that the clown organization take the lead to integrate your forces and form a gangster alliance. What do you think?"

As soon as the voice fell, the six big men frowned and made small calculations in their hearts.

Jason deliberately joined the New York gang, which was something they had long expected.

Before, they were worried that Jason would kill chickens and get eggs, and kill them all the old gangsters who ruled New York for decades. It turns out that Jason is not that stupid.

The gang alliance he proposed is feasible, but the most important thing is after the alliance is formed, how should everyone's interests be distributed?

Among the members of the seven alliances, the clown organization has the least number of people, but the strongest. Jason should be allowed to take the big head, and the six big bosses are also ready to be cut.

Taking into account this situation, they also discussed countermeasures through video conferences in advance.

The six of them each get 10%, and the clown organization monopolizes 40%. This is the biggest concession to Jason and also their bottom line.

The strong man sitting on Jason's right hand asked: "There is no problem in setting up an alliance. The question is how will the interests of each family be distributed after the alliance is established?"

Jason looked up and saw a Harley motorcycle tattooed on the man's neck.

He is the leader of the Speeding Party, and Jason and Franklin once stole a lot of valuable motorcycles from him.

Jason said: "Before I talk about interests, let me talk about the obligations of the clown organization. In my opinion, interests must be equated with obligations."

"First of all, the clown organization will assist you to clean up all the remnants of the New York gangs, monopolize the New York black market, and ensure that the big cake of New York appears on our plate intact."

"Secondly, the clown organization has an eye line at the top of the government and can provide you with timely and reliable official action news."

"Finally, the clown organization has a strong fighting capacity. No matter which of you has something to do with people who shouldn't be offended, we will do our duty to solve all the troubles for you."

Jason glanced at the faces of several bigwigs, and said with a smile: "The clown organization has taken on so many responsibilities, I think 70% of the profit is not excessive."

70%!

The six tycoons looked dark, this is too much!

Cooperating with our six companies, each can only get five points, not even 10% of the profit, then it is for you to work for Jason.

Jason looked at them and asked, "The distribution plan has been given. Who is for? Who is against?"

The six big bosses looked at each other, exchanging complicated information in their eyes, and finally all six nodded in tears.

However, it turns out that eye contact is far less accurate than words and words.

The leader of the Speeding Party misunderstood the meaning of the other five bigwigs, and immediately raised his hand and said, "I object!"

As soon as the voice fell, he caught a glimpse of the other five people's hands still on the table, and looked at him with unreasonable eyes.

The heart of the leader of the speeding party suddenly slammed.

You gangsters, dare to count me!

Jason stood up, with a flat smile on his face, but terrible energy appeared in his palm.

"Snapped!"

He slapped his backhand on the face of the leader of the Speeding Party.

The powerful force directly lifted him into the air, and after turning for several times, he hit the ground heavily.

The skull bones were all shattered, his head became a shriveled balloon, and scarlet blood slowly soaked the ground.

The boss was beaten to death on the spot, but his subordinates dared not speak, and bowed their heads.

"The second in command of the Speeding Party, sit here quickly."

Jason wiped the blood from his hands with the towel on the table.

A man in his early thirties came over and sat down tremblingly.

"Let me ask again, who of you agrees with this plan? Who opposes it?"

As soon as the voice fell, the six people on the opposite side raised their hands and said, "I agree!"

The body of the former leader of the Speeding Party is still warm, and none of them dare to oppose it.

Jason smiled again, raised his glass and said, "Very good. Then let us toast the establishment of the New York Gangster League!"

The six big men quickly stood up and respectfully clinked glasses with Jason.

Jason drank all the whiskey in his glass and said, "Tomorrow, I will send someone to the door to hand it over. I hope everyone will remember today's vows."

After speaking, Jason and the six accomplices left the restaurant.

And the six big brothers had soaked their backs, and fell into their seats in despair.