Chapter 288 You Need to See Chinese Medicine

Alvin's restaurant is always very lively. After Stark's provocation against Ivan was spread, the death race in Hell's Kitchen became a hot topic.

The hapless drug dealer Braga contributed money and efforts, and finally the rich man Stark gave him a heavy blow, making him completely transparent.

Since it is a race, the drivers are the stars. You, the race promoter, can only stand aside. Who remembers who you are?

The black bosses in Hell's Kitchen didn't know who listened to the bewitchment, and took out the 5 million US dollars sponsored by Braga as the final championship reward.

This action of theirs caused the entire underground speeding industry in the United States to boil, and countless speeding players were rushing to New York.

Surprisingly, the arrival of this group of drivers has actually driven the economic growth of some industries in Hell's Kitchen. At least the hotel industry and the catering industry have seen good business recently.

These underground riders are basically bold assholes who have less fear of Hell's Kitchen than the average person. And the low price of eating, drinking and lodging in Hell's Kitchen is really attractive.

Alvin didn't expect the matter to be so big. Misty has already called him several times to complain, saying that the security situation in Hell's Kitchen has declined recently and asked Alvin to take care of it.

Alvin just ignored Misty's complaints, just kidding, what to do? Those guys from outside are not here to grab territory, they are here to consume! These are big money lords, what's wrong with drinking and fighting once in a while?

You must be on the wrong set when you talk to me about the security situation in Hell's Kitchen.

The black bosses tasted the sweetness, and the pimp boss Pi Li led his girls to make a lot of money. He took the lead and warned the punks on the street not to trouble the customers. Hell's Kitchen cannot have unnatural deaths during Death Drive. Don't care about fighting, no one can die!

Seeing that the number of people who had come to sign up was enough to drive the local economy, Teji creatively began to draw out streets and started a small-scale qualifier. And set the odds for each game, and actually made a lot of money in a few days!

Alvin went to see it once, and Teji attracted a lot of girls with hot bodies who didn't like to wear clothes from Yade's nightclub. With the addition of a handsome DJ, the atmosphere of the scene was extremely hot.

A group of rich men in New York City became frequent visitors to the competition. Whether it was the excitement of racing or the temptation of girls, they all liked this group of rich second-generations who had money and had nowhere to spend it.

They regard this place as a good place to find excitement, and after the event, they can have a symbolic speeding race with the local police. Of course, they're always losers, or rather they'd love to be caught!

Recently, the video of Zhanshen 2 being a traffic policeman saluting and asking for a driver's license has gone viral on the Internet. After the gang of dead rich second generations are caught, they always happily ask their accomplices to take pictures for themselves.

Alvin didn't know much about the economy, but in Hell's Kitchen, he clearly felt the change. It seemed that everyone had found something to do.

Idlers can earn some living expenses by going to the game site to sell condoms if they have nothing to do.

These changes made Alvin a little confused. It wasn't until he saw this year's Huaguo Olympics on TV that he suddenly realized that this is the fucking Olympics in Hell's Kitchen. This is a lucrative deal!

Alvin seemed to see a way out of Hell's Kitchen from here, and those cars with blue flames behind their backs didn't seem so annoying anymore.

Moreover, marking out a few streets and letting people race cars should not be too illegal. Isn’t that what they do at the F1 Monte Carlo station? They can do it, why can’t I do it?

In recent years, many streets and pavements in Hell's Kitchen have been maintained by Alvin holding the necks of black bosses and raising funds. Lao Tzu is now a shareholder of those streets and pavements, no one should be able to talk nonsense after using it!

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Teji looked at Alvin nervously.

Alvin frowned and held up the phone, keeping it away from his ears.

Even from such a long distance, Director George's roar from the phone can be heard, "You are fucking crazy! You want to legalize the death drive! What do you think?

How do you make money? How do you pay taxes? How do you stay safe?

Those flying cars are crazy, you let them run around in the streets, are you crazy? "

Alvin waited for Director George to finish yelling before he held the phone in front of him, and said solemnly: "George, my old man, this is a folk activity decided by our Hell's Kitchen through a democratic vote, you have to respect our choice, otherwise you will be Discriminate against Hell's Kitchen.

That psychopath, Congressman Donald, has proposed that discrimination against the residents of Hell's Kitchen be included in the category of racial discrimination, and it will be a crime to discriminate against the poor in Hell's Kitchen in the future! "

Director George laughed angrily, and said, "Then why did you come to see me? Go organize your folk activities!"

Alvin touched his nose worriedly, and said, "I only know you as a high-ranking official! Help, old man, find a way to legalize our folk activities. Do you know how many jobs this can create?" ?”

Director George panted heavily, and after a long time of deliberation, he said, "You should go to that Donald, he now considers himself the son of Hell's Kitchen, and he will be happy to help you.

Don't get me too far, Alvin, I hear Hell's Kitchen has sold out of weed lately. That drug dealer Pluto has made a fortune, you need to rein in a little.

Are the doctors in Hell’s Kitchen crazy? How dare I wear white coats and prescribe marijuana to treat headaches at the speeding scene, why didn’t I know you still have such talents?”

Alvin gave Teji a funny look, and Teji made a funny expression unique to blacks, rubbed his fat lips, and said softly: "Those doctors are real and licensed! Brutal is very good. Solution! I also want to find a lawyer like him, it's amazing!"

Alvin shook his head helplessly, and said to the phone: "I'll tell them, these bastards are really powerful. But it's really useful, don't you think?"

Director George laughed angrily, and he said helplessly, "Who cares about asking drug dealers to ask lawyers? This guy should be hanged, and our work will be very troublesome in the future!"

Alvin smiled indifferently, and said, "It's a good thing. At least the police here don't have to have a shootout with the drug dealers. Just find a prosecutor to file a lawsuit with him, that's great!"

Director George said with some headaches: "Okay! Alright! Alvin, these are the affairs of our police.

As for your goddamn death race! Don't make too much noise, try not to kill anyone! The "death" speed car is not a good omen when you hear it! "

Alvin smiled with satisfaction and said, "So you agree, right?"

Director George said formulaically: "I haven't agreed to anything, and I won't agree to it until your folk activities are legalized.

It's just that the police force in New York is a little tight recently, and they may not be able to take care of that damn "folklore activity" in that damn Hell's Kitchen! "

Alvin glanced at Teji, raised his eyebrows triumphantly, hung up the phone, and said, "Go out and contact the Son of Hell's Kitchen, that guy is not short of money, but he needs to make some noise. This It's a great opportunity!

Whether Hell's Kitchen can have a long-term money-raising project in the future depends on you! "

Teji said happily: "We legalized the Death Speed ​​competition, and there will be a place for a large number of modified car enthusiasts in the future. Haha, those guys are basically rich.

It's been really cool to make their money legally, and I feel like I'm starting to make the CEO transition.

Boss, will I be paid? "

Alvin took out a coin from his pocket, stuffed it into Teji's hand, and said, "Here, this is your salary for this year. Haha!

No matter how you do it, that's for the future, hurry up and organize the game, let the police take that idiot named Bu Hejia away.

This is our Hell's Kitchen business after all, how stupid to have a drug dealer claim the title of promoter. "

Teji grinned, and said wretchedly, "It's up to you whether to kill him or not. The efficiency of the police has never been high."

Alvin hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and said, "Don't mess around, that Bugaga who showed up may not be real, let the police have a headache!

You just need to manage the game well, and help Misty when necessary, and that's it! "

Teji nodded bluntly. Braga is not a big problem now, he is just a name, and the nature of the game has completely changed.

Now this contest belongs to Hell's Kitchen. It's okay if it's too late to drive him away this time, anyway, he definitely won't have a next time!

After seeing Teji off, Alvin looked at the empty restaurant, and Jessica went to the flower shop, and she didn't know where she went when she was out of breath? Alvin was a little annoyed that only the boss was left in the whole restaurant. He poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and decided to deduct their salaries later.

A middle-aged man in formal attire walked into the restaurant on a hot day, sat down beside Alvin, took off his hat and put it on the bar, with his neck stuck and his head tilted, he said, "Would you mind getting me a drink?" Wine? 15 year old whiskey will do, I'm not too picky!"

Alvin turned his head and glanced at this guy, resisting the urge to straighten his neck for him, and said, "Man, it's not business hours, you'd better find a doctor to look at your neck, you'd better go to Chinatown to find a Chinese medicine doctor .

You look like you have a serious neck problem! "

Deby laughed out loud with a "ha"!

Raymond glanced at Dunby, pursed his lips and showed a perfect smirk, and said, "I think I have to introduce myself, my name is Raymond Leddington, and I'm a troubleshooter! I I think you must have been in trouble recently, and I am an expert in dealing with such troubles!"

Alvin frowned, looked at Raymond, and said in a deep voice: "I know a son of a bitch who advises big men to trouble me is also called Raymond Reddington, I hope you are not alone!"

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