My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 214

Jia Bo kept his mouth shut and held his wine glass tightly.

Hood stood up quickly: "Ethan, please, don't do this."

"Forget it." Ethan shook his hand and walked out of the bar.

Jia Bo knew very well that he was very well behaved in everything he did, and he was also very timely in doing things. He was not the kind of sneaky person.

The whole thing was made by Carly. In fact, as Hood said, everyone is a team. When encountering difficulties, they will not die.

By doing this, Carly made it clear that she didn't trust them.

She subconsciously felt that calling them for help meant sharing the benefits.

It's okay to apologize sincerely if you are caught in the act.

After all, she was raising medical expenses for her son, but she still acted her own way, and even made insulting remarks to Emmett and the others, which made people angry.

As soon as Ethan started the car, Jabo opened the passenger door and sat up.

"Send me back."

Jia Bo said a word, and then closed his eyes.

Ethan didn't say anything, and started the vehicle.

After a while, Jia Bo said in a deep voice, "You know I'm not that kind of person."

"Don't I know you yet?" Ethan turned the steering wheel, "If you think about it with your ass, it has nothing to do with you."

Jia Bo heaved a sigh of relief and opened his eyes: "Then what are you going to do?"

Ethan turned his head: "Carly?"

Jober nodded.

"She can do whatever she wants." Ethan shook his head and said, "I don't want to cooperate with her anymore."

Jia Bo opened his mouth slightly, then closed it again.

He is also full of anger now, Carly can use her son as a shield, but she can't push everything on Carly.

Early the next morning, Savoy Gentlemen's Club.

In the office, after intense negotiations, Alex's fingers gripped the briefcase turned white, he tightened his cheeks and said:

"I have already made a concession. I will give you 5.00% of the slot machine share and a management fee. You still want [-]% of the shares. This is impossible."

Proctor glanced at Borden sitting next to him, and said calmly:

"The 5.00% stake was the result of my discussion with your father, and you were there at the time."

"But." Alex stood up.

"No but." Proctor waved his hand and interrupted Alex.

He stared at Alex with a threatening tone: "If you think I'm not worthy of these shares, I'll find a way to prove to you that I'm worth the price."

Borden stood up and took two steps forward.

Feeling the oppression behind him, Alex grabbed the briefcase tightly with both hands: "How can I hide such a large amount of money in the ledger?"

"You don't have to worry about this, you will find that I am very talented in this area." Proctor also stood up and stretched out his arms: "Don't worry, I will help you hide the money perfectly."

"You'd better do it." Alex glanced at Borden, and patted Proctor's hand helplessly.

As he strode out, Proctor spoke again:
"I suggest that we meet every week and reconcile the accounts, if you know what I mean."

Alex stopped with a complex expression and clenched his teeth.

At this time, he already regretted not listening to Nora's words. After Proctor, the hungry wolf, came into the arena, he bit him one after another, without giving him a chance to breathe.

He doubted that now that he had agreed to take a 5.00% stake in the casino, there would be other things waiting for him.

Alex nodded with a stiff neck, then unscrewed the door and walked out.

Walking through the club's dressing room, he stopped.

Rebecca was sitting in the stripper's changing seat, picking up a sexy translucent bra and gesturing on her body.

He didn't pay attention to a few topless strippers standing next to him, his eyes were all on Rebecca in a white dress.

Seeing her gesticulating with that sexy dress, and thinking that she was Proctor's niece, Alex only felt a burst of heat in his lower abdomen.

"What can I do to help you?"

Rebecca noticed Alex peeping from the full-length mirror in front of her, she quickly put down her corset, and turned her head and said dissatisfiedly.

"fine."

Alex resisted the impulse and turned to leave.

Rebecca was keenly aware of something, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, she threw the bra on the dressing table, got up and walked to the office.

"waste."

After Alex closed the office door, Proctor cursed with a sneer.

An opponent of this level will only make him feel dull.

He loosened his tie, poured two glasses of brandy, picked up a glass of wine and returned to his seat: "Has your business partner in Philadelphia responded?"

"Yes, those people expressed strong dissatisfaction with our failure to deliver in time."

Borden adjusted his glasses: "I have conveyed your apology to them."

Proctor rubbed his head with his hands, and said with a headache: "Hurry up and build a new laboratory, and then contact them, saying that we will resume supply as soon as possible, and we will make compensation at that time."

"clear."

Borden wanted to say something else, when Rebecca opened the door and came in.

When she closed the door, Proctor took the initiative to ask: "How is the investigation of the warehouse going?"

Borden handed the wine glass to Rebecca: "The bomb was detonated with a mobile phone, and no clues were left at the scene."

"No way to track it?"

"correct."

Proctor's face was gloomy, and his fingers tapped on the table for a while:
"Now conduct an internal search. My place has been in operation for several years and nothing has happened. Someone must have betrayed me."

"clear."

Borden nodded: "One more thing."

One thing after another, Proctor was also a little irritable:
"You keep talking."

Borden said in a deep voice: "The slaughterhouse has had power outages several times in the middle of the night in the past few days, and a lot of our beef has gone bad."

"Fuck, this bastard is fighting with us." Proctor gritted his teeth and grabbed the wine glass.

It's just a female cousin who died, but I didn't expect that bastard Hood would really pick the time to make trouble for himself.

Although there is no evidence, it can be seen from the frequent patrols in the past few days that he believes that the Banshee Town Police Department must know that the bombed place belongs to him.

Rebecca took a sip of wine and asked in a low voice:
"Then what should we do now, and continue to arrange people to cause trouble for them?"

"No, he just wanted to irritate me and let me show my flaws."

"Then what about our losses?"

Proctor knocked on the table and said in a deep voice:

"Although I really want revenge, it's not suitable to make big moves now."

"Compared to the casino, it's small money."

"The construction of the new casino in Chino Moon is almost finished. Before that, we need to finalize the agreement with Alex."

Proctor stood up and put on his suit jacket: "But proper warning is essential, we can't always focus on these insignificant little things.

He looked at Rebecca: "I'm going to chat with this sheriff, you should stay here first."

When the room was empty, Rebecca walked to the desk and stroked the table.

She moved to the large office chair, hesitated for a while, and sat down slowly.

Sitting in this position, an inexplicable desire for power welled up in my heart.

(End of this chapter)