my wife is a consul

Chapter 452 Emergency Immigration

The business school was not affected, and Lu Ming attended the first class after resuming school.

After class, Lu Ming even went to the financial department of Jintaixiang Bank in Mosuo Building and walked around. He was relieved when he saw that the sweeping lady who often chatted with him was well.

The aunt said that the family is fine, after all, they are all the common people of Central Continent, although some thugs also took the opportunity to commit crimes in the Central Continent community, but after all, there are very few exceptions.

After leaving the Mosuo Building, Lu Ming returned to the Red Rose Hotel.

Opposite the hotel, the signboard of the Red Rose Nightclub was being removed.

Red Rose Entertainment made a change, Hovers insisted on it, and Lu Ming had no choice.

The Red Rose nightclub was bombarded, and Hovers took advantage of the opportunity to renovate the nightclub and simply shut down the nightclub. The luxurious palace-like nightclub was to be transformed into a Chinese-style luxury restaurant.

It is also because most of the regular customers of the Western dancers in the nightclub are not in a very good situation. If they want to attract new customers in the future, the first class must be from Dongying and Montenegro, and the second class is from other Central Continents. Westerners are the last, so they have some psychology Some people can't accept it, and some are even more tired of this kind of life, especially when they have to jump out of their comfort zone and re-adapt to the appearance of a large number of new dignitaries.

Since the boss of Hovers gave them the opportunity to choose a new job, most of them are willing to change careers.

Several waiters and strippers with the best looks and the best body were also sent by Hovers to "1500" as maids.

1500 is the code name for the new mansion of the Bureau of Secrecy.

And on the day when the Red Rose Nightclub, which had been the No. [-] nightclub in Shengjing for more than ten years, officially came to an end, in the Japanese Concession area, Japanese geisha with snow-white makeup sang and danced, and the Ginza Club, a collaboration between Opium King James and Asaba Nagamasa, was grandly opened. .

Perhaps, this is just a microcosm of the vicissitudes of Shengjing. One era is slowly ending, and another new era is slowly coming.

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The dining area on the second floor of the Red Rose Hotel is still sparsely populated. Originally, the main source of tourists were Westerners, but now most of the Westerners have gone to the Montenegro Concession area. Even if they return to their own community, they are already frightened. Eating, drinking and having fun outside, not to mention most of them suffered heavy losses, and they were more worried about their future livelihood.

Therefore, the desolate singing style of Chuitan Pingshu seems to be the best footnote here.

Lu Ming walked around, and Hovers followed Lu Ming with a sad face.

The news just came that his application for a gambling license was rejected by the Entertainment Management Committee of the Xingong Board of Directors.

The days of Shengjing changed, so his original gambling cards could no longer be used, so he had to apply for new ones.

The chairman of the Entertainment Management Committee of the Xingong Board of Directors is from Dongying, named Kawashima Ken. He wanted to see him, but he couldn't meet him.

In fact, of the more than a dozen committees of the Xingong Board of Directors, only this one committee is headed by Dongying people, and it happens to be holding Hovers' life and death.

Lu Ming paced back and forth, pondering, "This is not aimed at you, but to kill my prestige. Everyone knows that you are close to me."

Hovers nodded again and again: "So, I'm not in a hurry. Even if it's open now, there will be no customers. If you take the initiative to call the Dongying people, you will lose!"

"Huh? Stop! Come here!" Lu Ming waved to a burly western man who had come in a hurry and saw him turn his head and was about to leave. "Hero, come here and let me see you. Why are you bruised and swollen?"

The burly man was the head of the security department of the Red Rose Hotel and the leader of a dozen gunmen under Hovers.

However, although Hovers raised the gunmen because of the deterrence necessary for opening casinos and nightclubs, these gunmen are also inextricably linked to gang organizations. Most of them are members of the Western gang organization "Jazz". Today, the Jazz Gang has disappeared.

Xi Luo came over with some embarrassment, and bowed slightly to Lu Ming, "Sir, I'm fine."

Lu Ming nodded and glanced at Hovers, "Perhaps I was wrong in not accepting half of your shares!"

Hovers' eyes lit up immediately, "The agreement is still there, I'll bring it for you to sign? Oh, should I call a lawyer?"

Lu Ming smiled: "Forget it." He said again: "Actually, the problem with your hotel today is not whether you can win the new gambling cards, but it..." Frowning, "What's the noise down there?" Stepping in front of the red guardrail, the lobby on the first floor is very tall. The huge ornate chandelier is probably only two meters in diameter, and the reflected lobby is even more resplendent.

At this time, I saw several men and women in kimonos making noise at the bar, and one of them was a man from Dongying who was even slapping the security guard who came to dissuade him.

Lu Ming glanced at Xi Luo, "What are you doing here? How did you deal with this kind of thing before? Go to the police. They won't listen to dissuasion. If you need to calm down for a while, just subdue it!"

"Okay!" Shiro gritted his teeth immediately, turned around and ran towards the safety stairs.

Lu Ming looked at his back and said, "The wound on his face is not new, Huo, do you know what's going on?"

Hovers hesitated for a moment and said, "Isn't Shiro good at gambling? Recently, a small casino was opened in the Dongying Concession. It was opened by someone he knew. He gambled a few hands yesterday, and ended up arguing with the Dongying people. , was beaten by the crowd. His old acquaintance also turned against him, as if saying that there is now an organization called the Black Dragon Society, and his Dongying friends are members of the Black Dragon Society, and now they treat him completely differently."

Lu Ming nodded, "Yesterday, when I came out of the business school, I saw truckloads of Dongying expatriates coming in. They opened up a wasteland, right? What kind of land reclamation group? The Dongying people came here very quickly!"

Hovers smiled apologetically, and didn't know what the old friend meant, so he couldn't answer.

"That wasteland used to be an abandoned factory, right? It's in the outskirts, three or four thousand acres, so it's not an unoccupied land? Lao Huo, do you know who used to own that land?"

Hovers smiled, "Then you're asking the right person. I really happened to know that piece of land. I used to have a regular customer here named Fury. It was passed down from his family. He is a bad gambler and he wanted to sell that piece of land. The land was mortgaged to me, but I didn’t want it. It used to be a chemical plant. There was a fire and a big explosion more than ten years ago. There was no grass growing on that land. The folks say it’s a poisonous land. Why do you want to come here?” Shaking his head, “People from Dongying I really don't care, just build a wooden house, I think, and use it as a resettlement area for new immigrants?"

Lu Ming smiled: "I was afraid to ask Yu Blind, but I didn't expect you to be so clear. What about the man named Fu Rui?"

Hovers sighed: "I don't know. I haven't seen that guy since the day of the great turmoil. It is said that the guy used to come every day. His family went bankrupt, so he became a bad gambler. If you don't gamble for a day, you will be manic, and you will probably think that the reality is so terrible, right? But now, I haven't seen it..." There is a faint meaning in the words, I am afraid that this guy is dead.

"Do you have any photos? If not, try to find an artist to draw a more similar head portrait, and I will look for him." Lu Ming thought about it, and then said: "Also, help me find out friends who are more familiar with him See if he has any relatives."

Hovers nodded again and again.

(End of this chapter)