An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

Haidilao.

Inside the luxurious private room on the second floor, the heat was still rising intensely.

Lynn felt her head buzzing, and she was really at a loss for words.

What's going on? What's happening today?

Why does this inexplicable feeling of "admiration" keep flashing around?

Who exactly is behind my back, showering me with hormones?

In an instant, the sophisticated, abstinent face of the icy policewoman Annie and the still charming face of Mrs. Hill alternated and changed in his mind.

Is Annie still moved to tears and her heart fluttering with love because of that generous gift?

Or was Mrs. Hill feeling lonely and empty at home, and secretly using the white jade scepter again?

Or perhaps...

Just as Lynn was deep in thought.

Suddenly, without warning, the image of the lecturer's rough, wrinkled old face appeared in my mind.

"hiss……"

Lynn gasped sharply, goosebumps rising all over his body.

He quickly shook his head to banish this extremely terrifying thought from his mind.

No, it's really not that bad!

"BOSS?"

Sensing something amiss, Kane called out softly.

"Huh?" Lynn snapped back to reality instantly.

Meeting Kane's gaze, which held a mixture of curiosity and doubt, she immediately realized that she hadn't finished speaking.

"Is that so..." Lynn's eyes flickered, and she lowered her voice slightly as she asked:

"Didn't you mention last time that you had a few very close comrades-in-arms? How are they doing now?"

Upon hearing this question, Kane visibly became much more disappointed.

He lowered his eyelids, his voice dry: "Not so good. Capitalists won't keep soldiers who have lost their value. Now they're either working as bouncers in run-down nightclubs or as cheap bodyguards for those nouveau riche, barely scraping by on meager wages..."

"I see." Lynn nodded slightly, her fingertips rhythmically tapping the table.

"Then you should contact them privately in the next few days. If everything goes smoothly, have them come to you directly."

"Boss, you mean...?"

Kane suddenly raised his head, his pupils flashing with intense light, and his breathing became rapid due to his overwhelming emotions.

They seemed somewhat unable to believe their ears.

"You heard me right." Lynn's lips curled into a gentle smile. "What I mean is, I'm preparing to officially recruit them!"

"Very good!"

Kane's usually cold face showed an unusually excited expression.

His rough, large hands clenched into fists, his voice even trembling slightly: "I'll contact them right away... no, I'll contact them as soon as I get back tonight!"

[Thanksgiving +30]

At the same time, another line of small characters appeared before Lynn's eyes.

"Okay, let's contact them first, but we'll have to wait a bit for the specific salary and benefits. We'll decide on them after my final notification." Lynn smiled.

"Understood! I'll do whatever the boss says!"

Kane nodded emphatically, his eyes filled with gratitude as he looked at Lynn.

"Okay, let's keep eating. There's still so much food on the table, let's not waste it."

Lynn gave a casual greeting and then said nothing more.

His gaze remained fixed on the boiling, bubbling noodles in the red oil pot before him, his expression gradually becoming profound.

In fact, just a moment ago, he was preparing to reveal his grand plan for the future to Kane.

But when he thought about how the most crucial start-up capital had not yet been fully secured, he forced himself to hold back.

This time, he not only wants to recruit Kane's elite comrades.

They also plan to gradually recruit a larger and more numerous workforce in this city of sin!

Lynn already had a very clear preliminary plan in mind regarding the future development landscape.

In summary, it's about running three lines in parallel!

The first line of work is his original profession: the underground medical practice.

This absolutely needs to continue for the time being.

Before he could establish a more stable and substantial source of income, this extremely lucrative cash flow was of great importance to him.

In addition, this is also an important way for him to come into contact with all sorts of people and obtain various emotional values ​​to upgrade his skills.

Secondly, the second line of action is the Black Dragon Society, openly represented by Old Mike!

If all goes well, the Black Dragon Society, having absorbed the Blood Wolf Gang's territory, will gradually infiltrate and expand outwards, with the Rusty Anchor Bar as its core.

Seattle is a place rife with gangs and complex power dynamics.

If you want to gain a foothold in this land, it's perfectly normal to follow local customs and establish a criminal organization.

Furthermore, the Black Dragon Society, this second line, was also an inevitable product of his existence in order to protect and safeguard the third line.

The so-called most crucial third line is legitimate business!

If you want to truly break into the upper echelons of American society, or even Seattle's, you absolutely cannot succeed by going through the underworld.

No matter how powerful the underworld becomes, at most it becomes a black glove in the hands of politicians and tycoons.

To put it bluntly, it's like being a dog.

To stand openly in the sunlight and have social status, one must also have an extremely glamorous public identity!

For him, professions like lawyer and doctor, which require years of experience and rigorous certification, are simply unrealistic.

As for capitalists...

In this country that places great emphasis on the inheritance of old money and the solidification of social classes, you can't even get a ticket to the game without connections.

Therefore, the only path left for Lynn was to start a business from scratch!

Only when your business is big enough and involves enough employment and profits can you have the right to sit on equal footing with those high-ranking people!

It was precisely because of this plan that he arranged for Mike to become the head of the Black Dragon Society.

After a period of keen analysis and on-site investigation at the grassroots level, he temporarily focused his serious business efforts on the catering and food delivery industry.

To be precise, it's outside!

He had noticed earlier, while ordering takeout, that Seattle delivery riders actually earned a fairly high hourly wage.

If you could start a small food delivery platform company, it would definitely be very profitable.

Of course, doing this kind of business in the United States is extremely difficult.

Leaving aside other affluent areas, even in the chaotic South and East of Seattle, the physical distance between communities is extremely far.

First, delivery drivers must have a vehicle; this is a mandatory requirement.

However, this is actually the easiest thing to solve with money.

The real challenge is getting the food safely to the customers.

The Southern District is home to numerous gangs, and the territories between them are divided more clearly than a dog marking its territory.

Delivering food means frequently riding a bike across the territories of various gangs.

If you are targeted by hostile gang members, you may be robbed of everything on the road, or you may be shot through the air in a dark alley!

Especially at night, the danger level rises exponentially.

This is why the few remaining food delivery drivers in Seattle now work in pairs and must carry guns to deliver food.

Furthermore, what's even more disgusting are those lawless gang members.

They also lure delivery drivers with large tips, treating them like mules transporting drugs and illicit substances.

In short, this industry is extremely risky and has too many pain points.

Ordinary, legitimate businessmen, without extremely powerful connections in both the legal and illegal worlds, simply cannot solve these fatal problems.

This is the fundamental reason why Seattle still doesn't have a large, monopolistic food delivery company to this day.

But... that only applies to other people.

For Lynn, all of these so-called fatal weaknesses have solutions.

That's right, the key to solving the problem is the newly established Black Dragon Society.

As long as the food delivery platform is their own business, who are they afraid of in this area?

It's true that it's difficult to deliver in other gang territories, but wouldn't it be possible to deliver freely within the Black Dragon Society's territory?

Furthermore, this semi-legal business model also has huge reciprocal benefits!

That is, as the Black Dragon Society's territory continues to expand, the delivery range of food delivery will naturally become larger and larger.

Correspondingly, as the number of food delivery riders increases, the Black Dragon Society's control over intelligence and information in various regions will also become stronger.

Every food delivery worker weaving through the streets and alleys is practically the perfect human camera and intelligence sentinel!

This is no exaggeration; they know which street corners have a few cops, and which alleys are embroiled in gang fights.

Without a doubt, the rider was the first to know!

Furthermore, if the food delivery platform develops well, the speed at which it recruits riders may far exceed the speed at which the Black Dragon Society recruits its underlings.

At that time, they will have hundreds or even thousands of deliverymen under their command, which will naturally make them an extremely powerful force!

With such a deeply entrenched and powerful force, they can confidently negotiate and cooperate with other gangs.

This will further fuel the expansion of the Black Dragon Society!

The two are completely complementary.

As for the personnel issue in forming the food delivery army, Lynn was not worried at all.

In America today, with its economy in decline, there are far too many homeless people and bankrupt poor people desperately needing a job to make ends meet.

At that time, you can be completely picky and choose whatever you want!

This is also the most real and most desperate predicament in American society.

If you want to find a legitimate job, HR will require you to provide a real residential address to mail your tax returns and social security documents.

But if you don't have a job, you can't afford to rent a house, and therefore you don't have an address.

Without an address, you can't find a job... This is a vicious cycle that's driving people crazy!

Many homeless people wandering the streets are only one job away from becoming normal people: one that provides food and lodging or doesn't require a fixed address.

Therefore, as long as Lynn announces that he is hiring and will provide room and board, he will never have to worry about not having enough applicants willing to work hard.

The reason he had Kane recruit those retired comrades was not actually to have them deliver food.

Instead, they want them to serve as instructors and leaders for the food delivery army!

The principle is "better to have none than to have bad ones." The delivery drivers we hire absolutely cannot be skinny drug addicts; they must have a special skill!

You either need to be physically strong and able to fight and run, or you need to be quick-witted and have a high IQ!

Lynn was not worried about this at all.

In this magical land, there are many hidden talents among the homeless.

The scruffy white man lining up for scallion pancakes at the relief station may have once been a senior mechanical engineer at one of Detroit's top automakers.

That old Black man pushing a rickety shopping cart and collecting aluminum cans on the street may have once been a high-profile senior data analyst on Wall Street.

That poor thing, wrapped in a tattered blanket and shivering under the bridge, might just be a retired special forces soldier who once won the Purple Heart on the battlefields of the Middle East!

"call……"

Lynn slowly exhaled a long, stale breath, gathering his complex thoughts.

My gaze returned to Kane, who was engrossed in eating.

According to his plan, he would be in absolute control of this vast food delivery empire, with Kane temporarily in charge of its implementation in the early stages.

As for why it's only temporary...

Because top assassins like Kane, who want to exert their most crucial deterrent effect from the shadows, are best kept out of the public eye.

Including Kane's comrades, once the business is on track, they will all disappear into the shadows.

These people will become the sword of Damocles hanging over everyone's heads.

In addition, Kane's cold and taciturn personality is indeed not suitable for being the CEO of a company that requires him to be adept at handling all kinds of tedious accounts.

For these ordinary foreigners whose minds are filled with nothing but muscles and guns.

Slightly complex mathematics and planning are harder than killing them.

Therefore, Lynn still faces two practical problems that need to be solved.

First, it is essential to find a suitable authorized representative who also serves as the chief financial officer.

The key is that they must be absolutely obedient, proficient in calculations, and loyal without reservation!

Actually, if Mrs. Hill were a little better at math, she could have been perfectly capable of the job.

Unfortunately, the other party's arithmetic skills were truly appalling.

The other problem, which is also the most difficult one at present, is...

That is money!

The Black Dragon Society needs money to recruit members and expand its territory, and the food delivery business needs even more money to start by purchasing vehicles and renting venues.

Although the Blood Wolf Gang's secret warehouse still contained tens of thousands of dollars worth of smuggled goods that could be converted into cash, he also had some savings he had accumulated from performing surgeries.

But for such a massive plan running on two fronts simultaneously, this amount of money is simply a drop in the ocean!

However, Lynn was not particularly panicked about this huge funding gap.

Because he already had a plan to break the deadlock in mind.

"Clatter".

Lynn lit another cigarette, squinted, and took a deep drag.

If I remember correctly, the earnings in the OnlyFans account backend should be reflected immediately.

Given the explosive popularity of those top-quality videos, they will definitely be able to extract a considerable sum of money.

Thinking of this, Lynn's thoughts began to wander.

I wonder how the latest uploaded "lubricant version" cheerleader yoga video will fare, and whether it will become a hit!

Just then.

[Adoration +10]

Before my eyes, the extremely familiar light traces and small characters reappeared.

This time, a sharp glint flashed in Lynn's eyes.

A thought flashed through my mind like lightning.

"Could it be Katie?"

The moment this idea appeared, it quickly took over my mind, and the more I thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

"Katie...Katie..."

Lynn silently repeated the name to himself a few times, and the corners of his lips slowly turned upward, forming an extremely charming and intriguing dangerous arc.

"Phew~"

After a slow, deep breath, Lynn murmured a whisper that only he could understand:

"Hmm, the fruit is ripe...it's time to eat it."

……

P.S.: There will be a surprise tomorrow or the day after, depending on the condition of the crucian carp...