Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 30 [The First Wave]

Time passed quickly and the first batch of moonshine was ready.

The Poseidon's stay in Winster has come to an end. After ten days, it is time for it to set off to another place.

So Ethan had to call a meeting and have a frank talk with everyone involved in this business.

That morning, after washing up, Ethan changed into a well-tailored white dress and was about to have breakfast before going out.

It turns out Anya brought bad news.

"Master, this is a telegram from the capital. It's from your professor..."

Anya's expression was still mechanical and calm, but Ethan could read a hint of embarrassment from her.

I got the telegram, and it said:

"Damn it, Ethan, Ethan Porretta, what on earth are you doing? Why haven't you come back from your damn hometown yet? Do you know what you are going to miss? If you don't take the autumn exam, I won't be able to recommend you to the graduate school with all A+ grades, and your artistic journey will be incomplete. Do you know how big a sin this is? I'll give you five more days, just get back here quickly, and don't force me to kick your ass with my boots! - Love your teacher Hughes"

Seeing this telegram, Ethan remembered that his vacation was over. In theory, he should have returned to the capital and was taking the autumn exam.

But there is no theory anymore. He has already become the leader of the mafia, so why would he take part in the autumn exam?

"Master, do you need me to send a telegram to refuse?" Anya asked at the right time.

Ethan was about to nod, but stopped.

Wait a minute, who says a good mafia boss can't be an excellent artist or scholar?
Whether it is the classic cases of mafia bosses in previous lives who cleaned themselves up and reached the pinnacle of life.

Or is it a lesson for this life——

He didn't want to be handcuffed and taken to the police station again.

Lewis's incident can only temporarily make the police station wary of him. As time goes by, people may even hold a grudge against him.

In order to truly make the public security bureau dare not touch him, he must gain a truly important position.

The great painter Ethan?
Or maybe...Congressman Ethan?
Regardless of your identity, academic qualifications seem to be a solid foundation.

"Please reply for me, dear teacher. I'm very sorry. I really love art, but something happened to my family. My father..."

Ethan ate his breakfast, choosing his words carefully.

It is impossible to go back to school, but it is possible to come back to school.

Winster also has a university, but it's not as top-notch, otherwise Ethan wouldn't have gone to the royal capital to study.

He wanted Hughes to help him transfer back to school.

Although judging from the telegram, Hughes is an extremely irritable guy.

But judging from the memories of his previous life, although Hughes appears to be a grumpy old man, he is actually very good to his students. It is not difficult to see from his words that he likes Ethan as a student, and he even gave him five days to go back and take the exam.

I'm so sorry, Mr. Xius.

After the telegram was drafted, Anya seemed a little confused, but she didn't say anything because the young master was always right.

After breakfast, Ethan rode Klaus's spear towards the North Sea Star.

There is naturally no better venue for a meeting of this level than the North Sea Star.

On the fourth floor of the North Sea Star, in the large conference room on the top floor, when Ethan arrived, someone was already there.

This person was an acquaintance, a very familiar one, George. Obviously, as someone who was almost kicked out and finally came back, George probably didn't sleep much last night. He was the first one waiting in the meeting room early in the morning.

Seeing Ethan, he quickly stood up and wanted to go forward, but stopped abruptly, as if to preserve his last bit of dignity. He just smiled and greeted: "Hey, Ethan, good morning."

Ethan didn't want to embarrass him, so he smiled and nodded: "Good morning, George, it seems you are full of enthusiasm."

Anyway, everyone in Winster now knows that George is a loser, so there is no need to crush him to death, which will be counterproductive.

Also, George transferred the handicraft factory in the southern suburbs to him a few days ago, and of course, to Lewis.

What George sent to Ethan's house was Lewis's hand and his epaulettes.

Very sincere.

As Ethan sat down, the third person soon arrived. Ethan didn't recognize this person, so George took the initiative to introduce him: "This is Haska from the Murrich family. Haska, and this is Ethan who has become very famous recently."

Haska is a graceful middle-aged man with a handsome face, neatly combed hair with shiny pomade, and two neatly groomed mustaches. He doesn't look like a mafia leader, but rather a male star.

When he heard George's introduction, he quickly walked up to Ethan and hugged him.

"Ethan, thank you so much for letting me join this great cause. I don't know how to express it."

The Merrich family's main business was previously the erotic industry. The Poletta family had wanted to expand part of the business and had a conflict with them, but it was not a big conflict.

Not to mention, there is a good business like bootlegging now.

Huskar had long forgotten what happened before.

After Huskar comes Dani.

Dani also expressed great joy. At the same time, he couldn't help but look at George. He was sincerely grateful to George. If it weren't for George's mess, he really didn't know how to get involved in this business.

The last person to arrive is often the most important, so Sandro was the last to arrive, and there were three other people with him, all of whom were white gloves of his good friends in the political circle.

After everyone sat down, they began to discuss various details. In fact, Ethan had already communicated with Sandro before.

Sandro and his friends naturally ate the largest portion, followed by Ethan, and the other three ate the smallest portion.

No one else had any objection to this, so everyone had a pleasant discussion about the distribution of benefits.

After the discussion, George opened a bottle of fine wine and poured it for everyone.

Everyone drank their glasses of wine and laughed happily.

Suddenly, someone tapped the wine glass gently, signaling everyone to be quiet.

Ethan looked at the man.

This person is one of the white gloves, named John Holt. On the surface, he is the boss of a company called Glacier Investment Company and a famous businessman in Winster. In fact, he is a lackey of a heavyweight.

Clay said his boss might be the one sitting in the courtroom.

"Everyone, our ship has successfully set sail, but don't be too careless, because the first wave has already hit. Don't let it capsize as soon as it leaves the harbor."

Everyone looked at him, somewhat confused.

He smiled and finally uttered the answer: "As far as I know, the Kingdom's prohibition agents are on the way."

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