Chapter 354 The Idea of ​​Establishing a "Platform"

The "High Table" telephone meeting every two months.

"I think some Continental Hotels in Africa can be closed.

In recent years, some Continental Hotels in Africa have had very few customers, and there is basically no need for them to exist." The leader of the Glory Society suggested.

"NONO, I don't agree with the Glory Society's suggestion. The existence of the Continental Hotel represents the will of the "High Table" and cannot be closed just because of the low customer flow!" The Skeleton Party in Western Europe sang a different tune.

Africa is their transit point for smuggling, and the existence of the Continental Hotel indirectly guarantees the safety of their goods.

"Okay, don't argue, let's put this matter aside for the time being!"

Every time the meeting is held, both sides will quarrel over the issue of the Continental Hotel in Africa. This has become a routine.

"Is there anything else to discuss?" The Beautiful Country Mafia, who presided over the meeting this time, said.

"Well, excuse me, everyone. I think you have all heard about the Continental Hotel incident in Gotham City last time.

I also met with the leader of the New World, His Excellency Li Qing. I personally think that the New World has the strength to become a member of the "High Table"!"

Jaina said loudly.

The whole place fell into silence, as if time had stopped.

After a long time, the mafia leader who presided over the regular meeting asked: "Do you mean to ask the elders to add new seats?"

As soon as this was said, there was a lot of discussion.

"The twelve members of the 'High Table' were determined at the beginning of the establishment of the 'High Table'. Is it necessary to add a seat for the New World now?"

"Jaina, I think your proposal is too hasty. The twelve members were determined by the elders. If the elders do not allow the increase in seats, will the New World squeeze out one?"

"Although the New World has developed rapidly in recent years, its foundation is too shallow. And the structure is not quite the same as the mafia."

"I am clearly opposed to the joining of the New World. This gang has too many unstable factors, and the most important thing is that it has nuclear weapons. If it goes crazy, we will all be dragged down!" said the leader of the Big Hair Gang.

Some gangs that are friendly with the New World, such as the Hongmen, the Yamaguchi-gumi, and the Brazilian Gang, are silent.

Gangs that are friendly with the Camorra family remain neutral!

The fact that New World joins the "High Table" is not a good thing for all of them. After all, the pie is so big, and no one wants to have one more piece of the pie.

"Everyone can't just look at the present. If New World joins the "High Table", the power of the "High Table" in Southeast Asia will surge."

Jaina said loudly.

Li Qing has already negotiated with Jaina. As long as New World can enter the "High Table", New World and the Camorra family will be allies and help each other.

"Okay, Jaina, don't say anything. In this case, let's vote."

"The Big Mao Gang opposes!"

"The Glory Society opposes!"

"The American Mafia opposes!"

"The Camorra agrees!"

"The Hongmen agrees!"

"The Brazilian Gang agrees!"

"The Yamaguchi-gumi abstains!"

"The Skull Party opposes!"

"..."

After a moment, "Okay, now there are 8 votes against, 3 votes in favor, and 1 abstention. The proposal of New World to join the "High Table" will not be passed!"

Although Jaina had expected it, she was still a little disappointed with the result.

"Everyone, I hope your decision is right!"

Jaina's tone on the phone was a little tired, and she hung up the phone after she finished speaking.

After a period of silence, the Mafia announced the end of the regular meeting.

At the same time, Li Qing, who was sitting in the villa, also received a call from Jaina.

"Sir Li Qing, I'm sorry, the request for New World to join the 'High Table' was not passed."

Jaina's tone was slightly apologetic.

"Don't be sorry, Jaina!

The 'High Table' may be supreme in your heart, but it is dispensable to me."

Li Qing smiled easily.

The two talked about further cooperation between the two sides and hung up the phone.

Li Qing squinted his eyes, leaned his head on the sofa, and kept tapping his thighs with his hands.

In the past, his plan was very clear, to take over the territory of the rich gang, take advantage of the dispute between the Mafia and the Big Hair Gang, and take over the territory of the two gangs, and completely gain a foothold.

But after learning some inside information about the High Table from Winston, especially knowing that the territory of the United States was judged by the adjudicator, he gave up the idea of ​​occupying the territory.

He designed a new plan to join the "High Table" and then use the "High Table" to establish a subsidiary organization similar to the Continental Hotel.

Li Qing, who came from the future, knew that if he wanted to make the New World a top gang in the world, he must have his own "platform".

Which of the powerful bosses in the future did not build a platform?

In fact, the "High Table" is also a platform, but it is a platform for the members of the "High Table" and the platform for the elders!

But the "High Table" refused his joining, and it was obvious that it didn't want to play with him!

"Huh~" Li Qing let out a breath, and his frown slowly relaxed.

"The growth of new forces can always pose a threat to old forces!"

Since the "High Table" doesn't play with him, then he will play by himself!

A tall building rises from the ground, and the road must be walked step by step, and the meal must be eaten bite by bite.

'Well, let's start with John Wick!

I wonder if his dog is dead now? ’ Li Qing thought with a bad taste in his heart.

......

Joseph, the prince of the Big Hair Gang in Gotham City, had just recovered from the last explosion.

During this period, his father was busy mediating with the mafia and had no time to pay attention to him.

Joseph, who had just climbed out of the crowd of women early in the morning, patted the buttocks around him, causing waves and the women's exclamations.

"Shit, we had fun again last night!"

His friend Stark also rubbed his eyes and climbed out of the pile of women.

"Joseph, shit, you added something to your stuff yesterday." Stark angrily scolded Joseph next to him.

"Hey, bro, calm down. I'll take you to something more exciting today. I know there's an abandoned airport runway where you can race!"

Joseph touched his nose and sniffed.

"Damn it, what are you waiting for? Get this bitch away from me!"

Joseph and his friends drove slowly towards the abandoned airport runway.

"Look, it's here!"

As soon as they arrived in front of the iron gate, they heard the sound of a car engine inside.

"Damn it, Stark, someone is racing inside!" Joseph stepped on the accelerator and knocked open the barbed wire.

"Hey, brother, slow down!" Stark felt a palpitation. He found that he might really die in a car accident in the future, not in a gang gunfight.

On the abandoned runway of the plane, a Ford Mustang sports car was speeding, then drifting and turning, and stopped next to their car.

"Hey, bro, did you see it? Mustang! Judging from the model, it should be an old guy from the 70s!"

Joseph looked at the Mustang sports car in front of him excitedly.

If Li Qing saw this scene, he would definitely sigh: Although his arrival had a butterfly effect, the wheel of history still rolled in the established direction.