The Mafia Empire

Dave placed the velope on the table. "I don't know, sir. He said you would give me t cts."

Morris paused, th casually grabbed two coins from the table and tossed them at Dave. Dave caught the coins and smiled, saying, "You're very gerous, sir," before turning to leave the room.

Morris, somewhat puzzled, watched the door close behind Dave, th focused on the velope. The velope was placed upside down, obscuring the sder and recipit. He didn't pay much atttion, directly taking a letter oper and cutting it op, th began to read the letter.

The more he read, the stranger his expression became. Finally, unable to contain himself, he crumpled the letter into a ball. "Bastard, he actually tricked me! Go grab that kid back!"

...

"Julian!"

"Graf!"

"You two, come here!"

This chapter upload first at NovelUsb.Com

Mr. Kre was livid, standing outside the office on the second floor and roaring at the just returned Julian and Graf. He could no longer tolerate the situation. He had once considered suing Graf and Julian, thinking that since they were unwilling to continue working, he could let them go with fifty dollars each.

However, he quickly dismissed this idea; these two clearly looked like poor people without money. If they couldn't come up with fifty dollars as a palty, they would definitely d up in jail, eating prison food for at least three months.

Mr. Kre was a businessman, a capitalist who invested in the railway in this section of Ternell City. He was both a member of the Star Empire Railway Union and a shareholder in this section. His purpose was to make money, not to get into argumts with people. He had shut the door on them, as he feared that if Graf held a grudge, he would definitely cause trouble.

Therefore, he decided to have a good talk with these two, but he waited in vain.

He ev pinched his nose and wt to the worker's quarters, only to find that the two guys hadn't ev returned for the night!

What truly drove him to his limits was their lax attitude towards absteeism. Workers, whether in factories or at this station, basically had no freedom under the oppression and exploitation of capitalists. To put it more deeply, the slave mtality of workers had be stimulated; after long term restrictions imposed by rules and systems aimed at them, they had lost the desire to resist.

On a shallower level, it meant that money was supreme, and for meager wages, they had to lower their heads and obey the oppression and exploitation of capitalists.

Few people would want to change anything and take action personally, but Julian and Graf did, and they did it so oply. They had brought this carefree attitude from the outside into the station. Already, six or sev workers had also tak leave without notifying Mr. Kre.

Mr. Kre believed that if this issue was not properly resolved, this trd of carefree behavior would continue to spread, pottially infecting all the workers at some point. By th, his station would basically be finished.

Thus, the most important issue now was not the lack of manpower, but to set an example with these two, making it clear to the other workers that if they did not follow the rules, the only outcome would be to pack up and leave, and they would have to pay a sum of money.

After buying the ranch, Julian was no longer anxious. He had arranged for Dave to gather some members to help him build a house. The house didn't need to be particularly beautiful; it just needed to provide shelter from the wind and rain and have a sufficitly wide trance.

His plan was to tear down several dilapidated sheds on the ranch and rebuild them according to the original structure, with the guidance of two carpters, suring the warehouse would be ready before the wine arrived.

Once he arranged for these workers, Julian returned to the station with Graf. This time, they were not there to work but to execute the clauses regarding breach of contract. In simple terms, they were there to deliver money and th leave.

It wasn't that Julian was afraid of Mr. Kre and felt compelled to deliver the money. Rather, the business he was gaged in was not particularly legitimate, and he would inevitably face various suppliers in Ternell City in the future. Before fighting against his emies, he needed to check whether his armor, weapons, and shields were intact. The same process applied to battles in the marketplace.

If his opponts suddly caught him for failing to fulfill the contract, causing Mr. Kre to sue him, he would not only be fined but might also face imprisonmt.

Therefore, he needed to fill all the holes in his defses and not give his future opponts any opportunities.

After Mr. Kre stood on the second floor yelling, he withdrew his head, facing the gazes of onlookers, some of whom were laughing at him, while others looked concerned. Julian felt no ripple in his heart.

Outside was a complex, large society, and within this station, there was also a similarly complex small society. It was tirely normal for some people not to like Julian, just as there were those who did not like Graf; there was nothing unusual about it.

In more closed vironmts, the desire for people to climb upward becomes more intse.

After going up to the second floor with Graf, they tered Mr. Kre's office. Mr. Kre sat behind his desk, his fists resting on the table. He looked furious, his face redding, and his neck bulging. He suppressed the rage that threated to erupt, lowly hissing, "What do you want..."

As he spoke halfway, his mind froze. He saw Julian walk directly to his desk, pull out a roll of colorful bills from his pocket, and place fifte bills on the table, th pushed them forward. The sct of the ink wafting from those delightful little notes led him to conclude that these must be real money, a smell he was very familiar with, having countered it daily.