"Where on earth did Gene go?"
Shakira asked. He looked at Congressman Tommy. She felt something was wrong. After the matter in her hands was over, she hurried back, but Gene was missing.
"I don't know about this, Miss Shakira, haven't you and Mr. Jean known each other for a long time?"
Tommy asked deliberately, Shakira shook her head.
"I just came here with Mr. Jean to take a look. I'm just his guide."
Tommy understood. He looked at Shakira, who was a bit weird. He always felt that some of her words and deeds seemed a bit unfamiliar, and her appearance was a bit strange.
"Ms. Shakira, how long have you known Mr. Jean?"
Shakira lied.
"I'm just a mutant in a slum area in the next city. One day I met Mr. Jean. I got along well with him, so I agreed to be Mr. Jean's guide."
Tommy could tell at a glance that Shakira was lying, but he didn't reveal it.
"Then what are you going to do, Miss Shakira?"
"I plan to wait for a while to see if Mr. Jean will come back."
Tommy hummed and then opened the door to the room.
"Then Miss Shakira, have a good rest. If you need anything, please contact me."
After Tommy left, Shakira fell into confusion. She didn't know what happened to Jean. The situation in this neighborhood was completely different when Shakira came back.
"What happened? Where did Mr. Jean go?"
Shakira really wanted to talk to Jean about the current situation of Steka, because it was too complicated. Ever since the rebellious black-eyed Stekas migrated on a large scale after being strangled by the forces of the United States and the Empire, the entire Steka
Society has changed.
Nowadays, Stika society is experiencing tragic civil strife, and many cities have begun to support themselves with troops. Shakira doesn't quite understand what is going on. She has found some senior leaders in Stika to communicate with them.
Many high-level officials are not sure. Now Shakira is very worried that the civil strife in Stika society will intensify. This civil strife must be related to the United States.
Shakira wanted to find the source, so she came back quickly, but now Shakira seemed to be confident because she heard the news that Tommy was running for president.
This news has been announced on their faction's website, so many people are discussing it, because Tommy is the most profitable congressman in CA state.
Shakira looked at the street outside the window with a serious expression. She felt angry. Jean had clearly promised to wait for her here, but now Jean had disappeared.
Shakira is now in a dilemma. She plans to wait for a week at most. If Jean does not come back, she will continue to return to Steka society.
Shakira looked at her hands anxiously. She stood up and wanted to go out, but finally endured it.
Tommy did not go far, but smiled nearby. People who recognized him kept congratulating him. Tommy looked at the hotel behind him from time to time. He really wanted to find out Shakira's identity. She was definitely not
It is even more unlikely that the people here are from the next state because the accent is wrong.
Tommy continued to walk along the street. The situation was great now. Tommy knew that he only needed to start publicizing and building momentum in a few days, and he would be able to achieve the effect he wanted. As long as he saw the effect, those people above would only support it and not oppose it.
Time passed by, and Tommy saw that it was already night. He went to the beach again. Those places were much more exciting than in the city, and his current status did not allow him to have fun in too conspicuous places.
Tommy continued to look for the last boat, this time he wore a mask.
"Guest, don't worry, there are guests inside."
Tommy nodded and looked at the drunk boss. The boss handed over a bottle of wine. Tommy took off his mask, took a big sip and looked at the calm sea.
"How long have you been in business?"
The boss laughed.
"It's been more than ten or twenty years."
Tommy couldn't help but become curious.
"Don't you find it boring?"
The boss shook his head.
"It's boring. I can look at the sea every day and feel calmer inside. I can prepare something to eat and drink by myself every day, drink some wine, and join in the fun with the women inside."
Tommy knew that this was a man without any pursuits. The owner looked to be in his early 50s.
"You're in pretty good shape."
The boss patted his chest and said.
"I exercise every day."
"Why did you get into this line of work?"
The boss handed over some food. Tommy tried it and it tasted very good.
"The fried bread side tastes very good, why don't you sell it?"
"No worries. I also joined a gang when I was young. I participated in countless fights in the neighborhood and almost died several times."
Tommy listened with interest.
"My leader has been dead for decades. As soon as he died, we broke up and were absorbed by various gangs. I was quite good at the time, but in the end I refused, took a bulk fee, and bought a pair of
Delivery by broken ship.”
Tommy laughed, and the captain took a sip of wine and continued.
"The most important thing is that life like this is quite comfortable. You just have to drink and have women every day, and you don't need to worry about anything."
"Then haven't you thought about doing something else?"
Tommy asked and the captain shook his head.
"What can I do? I can't make any money from ordinary business, and some of it will be taken away by gang members, and some will be taken away by the state assembly. In the end, I won't even have enough money to eat."
Tommy looked at the boats around him. This is the most special place in CA. No one manages it.
There used to be a gang that wanted to take over this place, but in the end there were countless conflicts because of the price of goods transportation and the problem of lost goods.
This is not just a problem in this area, other coastal states have similar problems. Gradually, the gang members discovered that not only was there no oil and water in this place, but it was also easy to get into trouble, and there were also some monsters in the ocean.
Risks and returns are not directly proportional at all, so gradually the terminals under the jurisdiction of gangs have turned into terminals operated by individuals. Business here was good before, but then many gangs opened up the transportation channels of airlines, and they rarely relied on sea transportation.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After all, air transportation is safe and fast. Although the price is slightly higher, it is within the affordability of most gang members.
"You also know that our business is very poor now. We can only provide this kind of service. The gang members don't care. Customers come every day. Most of us and the women below are divided equally. Our captain bears the living expenses."
Tommy was a little surprised.
"Are you so willing to give up?"
Tommy laughed.
"Many of the women here came here because they had no choice but to survive. Over time, we became half family with them. Although some of them would leave when they made enough money, most of them ended up just
If you can come back, many women will choose to jump out when they are old and lose their beauty."
Tommy looked at the dark sea in astonishment, and the captain laughed.
"Of course, there are only a small number of people who have not done any planning. Most people will go to the city to work as low-cost helpers in the neighborhoods, and they can survive more or less."
At this time, the cabin door opened, and a man came out sweating with satisfaction. He happily paid and left. At this time, a curly-haired woman came up. She looked to be in her 30s, smoking a cigarette with a look of disgust on her face, and yawning.
"Is business so good tonight?"
The woman glanced at Tommy. Although the woman was not very beautiful, she was very charming and had a good figure. The laughter of the other two women came from the cabin.
"Hurry up."
A woman shouted, and Tommy looked at the curly-haired woman smoking, with an arrogant look on her face, and kept spitting.
"Guest, I remember you just came here a few days ago."
The woman could tell that Tommy was no ordinary person, and the captain smiled and put his arm around the woman's waist.
"You have such a good memory, Amy."
Amy smiled.
"Of course I'm fine. I was a student at a medical university before."
Tommy asked doubtfully.
"Miss Amy, why do you come to a place like this?"
To be continued...