Chapter 845: Stupid People with Lots of Money, Come Quickly! (Part 2)

There was a knock on the door. Savage turned around and found that his door was knocked. When he opened the door, he didn't see anyone at first. He looked down and found a child with baby fat on his face, holding a pile of newspapers and looking at him expectantly.

"Sir, do you want to order a newspaper? 80% of the residents here have already subscribed. I will deliver today's latest daily newspaper to your door at 6:30 in the morning. If you also order milk, the milk will be delivered together. Other breakfast foods and daily necessities will be delivered at 8 am and 5 pm..."

Savage frowned, but the child was not afraid at all. He took two steps closer, handed the newspaper to Savage and said, "You can take a look first. We have cooperated with the Gotham Daily News Agency. We guarantee that the quality of the newspaper ink you provide is the best, and you can even read it clearly without ironing!"

"Of course, we also provide free newspaper ironing services, but you must order newspapers and milk for at least one year before this service is given."

"Believe me, sir, our Majuer Gang is the most professional newspaper boy in the living hell. The milk we can order is also the best, which is just shipped from outside the city. If you order all of them, I can also help you negotiate a discount..."

The child was selling hard, but Savage's eyes fell on the newspaper.

He found that the construction site information he had asked the piper to collect was now clearly written in the newspaper. Not only that, the start time and completion time of each construction site, the number of hours of work per day, and even the finished renderings were all written on the front page of the newspaper.

Savage snorted coldly. He thought, Wayne Group is just a private enterprise and does not understand the importance of intelligence. Such an important thing is so clearly written in the newspaper that anyone can see. If someone wants to make trouble, can't they get the information easily?

"Sir, do you want to order? Please, order one. Our recent sales are not good. If I can't get the order, our boss will beat me, please..."

Amid the child's pleading, Savage returned the newspaper to him and said, "How do I order it?"

The child immediately smiled happily, then took out a notebook from his pocket and said, "You just need to write your name and address here, pay the fee, and then you can get the newspaper every week."

"If you order a newspaper alone, it costs $10 a week, but if you add milk, it costs a total of $16 a week. Yuan, if you want to subscribe for a year, it can be cheaper. If you want to hire, you can also subscribe for a long-term errand service for a month, which is 60 dollars a month..."

Savage snorted coldly and said, "Do you think I don't know that you deliberately asked for a high price? And the house rented to me by the gangs here is at least ten times more expensive than outside."

"Of course, sir." Contrary to Savage's expectations, the newspaper boy did not panic, and did not even deny it. He just said seriously: "It is very expensive for outsiders to subscribe to newspapers here, because we need to pay extra to help you deliver newspapers."

After that, the newspaper boy picked up his hands and Finger said: "Let me put it this way. If something happens to you here, or if you hurt someone here because you don't know the rules, we will be taken away by the gangs above us for questioning..."

"Once something serious happens, we will be implicated. At the very least, we will not be able to work for a few days, and at the worst, we may lose our lives. Therefore, the cost of hiring us will be higher. This is reasonable. All outsiders are like this."

After saying that, the newsboy curled his lips and said: "It's just that some poor outsiders say they can't afford to order, and they have to find all kinds of excuses and want us to sell it to them at a low price..."

"Before, there was a foreign ghost , got drunk, broke a vase, and the fragments of the vase stabbed a patrolman in the head. I was taken for questioning on the second and third days. I couldn't work for two days and had to borrow money from others to buy food..."

"As a result, the drunkard had no money to pay, so I was scolded by the gang leader, who said that I knew he was drinking and didn't remind them."

The newsboy stared at Savage with big eyes and said, "They said you are rich, so I came. If it was a group of poor people with no quality, I wouldn't even knock on the door!"

Savage widened his eyes and was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the kids here would be so reasonable.

After hearing these words, people felt that they made a lot of sense and would feel sympathy for him, so Savage said: "Money is not the problem. The problem is, I gave you so much money, how much can you do for me?"

The newsboy immediately widened his eyes, looked around, and lowered his voice and said: "Oh my God, sir, you are not really going to do anything here?"

Savage saw that he seemed to have something to say, so he took out ten cents from his pocket and handed it to him. The newsboy took the money and continued: "In the first month when outsiders come here, the children will pay special attention to him. If there is any problem, they will report it immediately. You must not do anything here."

"If the gangs can't do it, they will find the police. The police in Gotham are very scary. In our place, there are not many people who can go to court alive, and even fewer with intact limbs. There is also the Batman who often runs around here. I heard that he eats children..."

Savage narrowed his eyes and said, "No, I don't want to do anything here, but you know me, I'm new here and I'm not very familiar with the rules here. If I'm willing to order your newspapers and milk, would you be willing to tell me some important things that happened recently?"

The newsboy scratched his head and said, "But, all the important things can be seen in the newspapers? You just need to order newspapers."

"I'm talking about the important things in the living hell..."

The newsboy seemed a little puzzled, but he still said, "Okay, if this can make you order newspapers from me, it's not impossible, but I don't have so much time to write, so how can I tell you?"

"If you can't write, then I'll find someone who can write." Savage narrowed his eyes and stroked his arm. He said, "There should be a lot of newsboys who can deliver newspapers here..."

The newsboy shook his head and said, "In the morning At night, it is our peak time for delivering things. No one is willing to waste time writing long essays. If we don’t write it ourselves, we have to hire someone, which costs money. "

"I said, money is not a problem." Savage took a step back at the right time and said, "I will give you a suitable reward, but you must guarantee the timeliness and authenticity of these intelligence."

The newspaper boy hesitated for a long time and said, "Okay, but you have to give me an extra 10 dollars a week...ah, no, 5 dollars, 5 dollars is enough, I will put the written things under your vase at 5 o'clock every night."

"But..." The newspaper boy raised his voice and emphasized, "You must order a year's worth of newspapers and milk to make up for my insufficient orders this month, otherwise it is not worth it for me to do this..."

The two of them pulled for a long time, and finally, Savage paid the money and the newspaper boy got the order.

Savage thought he had found a breakthrough. Although these kids were greedy for money, they were at least much better than those unreasonable gangsters who only knew how to shoot.

It doesn't matter if they ask for a high price, or even if they treat me as a fat sheep to be slaughtered. As long as they agree to my first condition, the follow-up will be easy.

Yes, Savage's idea is the same as Schiller's before. He thinks that as long as a group here opens the door to him and as long as they are willing to make a little concession, then the rest will be a piece of cake.

The newsboy ran quickly through the corridor, crossed the narrow corridor bridge, and came to the South District.

He knocked on the door of an office, and without waiting for the person inside to respond, he opened the door and rushed in, saying: "Boss Cobert, it's done! You are so predictable, he really asked me to deliver intelligence to him!"

"How much do you want from him?" Cobert asked from behind the desk.

"I wanted $10, but I ended up paying $5. Isn't this price a bit too high?" the newsboy asked. He said, "After all, I told him that it would cost $10 a week to subscribe to a newspaper..."

"Not high, I think it's just right." Cobert showed a sinister smile. He said, "This price will make him know that he has been ripped off, but it's nothing to him. This is what Professor Schiller said, blurring his judgment of loss."

"$10 a week is an outrageously high price for Living Hell. He should know this, but because he is rich, he thinks it's okay to try. Next, he will increase his costs step by step to test his bottom line..."

"The good show is about to begin."

Accompanied by Cobert's smile, several flyers on his desk flew out of the window and fell in front of Savage's door.

There is a mailbox in front of every apartment room in Living Hell. Before Savage moved in, he found that most of the mailboxes here were filled with advertisements, but he didn't expect that he would be warmly welcomed by the merchants here the day after he moved in.

Food, daily necessities, even weapons, bars, restaurants and some pharmacies that are hard to say, almost all the businesses that can be found in the living hell have placed a large number of advertisements in these corridors.

Savage is not like the residents here, who buy their own food and cook. He only goes to high-end restaurants for meals. The food charges in the restaurants in the living hell are not expensive, but the various additional fees are surprisingly expensive, with a service charge of 30%, a tip of 20%, and even the packaged meal box fee, which costs more than ten dollars.

However, Savage used to spend money at the Sokos Hotel, and the restaurants in the living hell, even if these messy fees are added, are less than half of the cost at the Sokos Hotel.

In this comparison, Savage felt that they charged more money, but it was actually nothing, because the total price was not expensive, and the service attitude was much better than that of the Sokos Hotel.

The style of all the shops in the living hell is that as soon as Savage comes in, they will greet him with a smile. From the store manager to the waiter, they stand in two rows and smile and bow to greet him. As soon as Savage makes a move or a look, someone will come over to ask him what he wants to do.

When it comes to signing the tip sheet, the employee with the best service comes over and looks at him with a smile. Savage simply signs the tip sheet, since it's only a few dozen dollars in total.

Of course, after seeing these ads, Savage also wanted to go to the bar to find out, because that was where the gang members were most active, and there should be a lot of information.

Once you enter the bar, you must order a drink. The most common water-cut whiskey costs dozens of dollars, but as long as you add a little more money, you can order a pretty good drink for more than 100 dollars.

When Savage spent money at the Sokworth Hotel, the price was about the same, so Savage was not surprised.

When sitting at the bar, a group of gang members sitting next to him often drank too much and talked about their boss. Savage sat next to him and listened, and he couldn't stop drinking. It was normal to drink hundreds of dollars a night.

These two-digit and three-digit expenses were not taken seriously by Savage at all. Going to a meal cost more than 200 dollars, going to the supermarket cost more than 100 dollars, and going to the bar and nightclub to inquire about information, a night of 500 dollars is not much.

However, after living there for two weeks, Savage was stunned when he saw the recent expense bill.

In two weeks, he spent nearly $3,000. This was the 1990s, and even for the middle class in Gotham, this was a huge sum of money.

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