Gotham Dark Godfather

Hearing Zhou Hao's words, the young man shook his head and replied in English with an Italian accent:

"No, no, you are just talking about ordinary situations, but in Gotham, no matter what the situation, as long as your program is broadcast on TV or the screen, you must pay the Mafia. This is the rule, since the Romans era In other words, as far as inheritance is concerned, I don’t care at all who buys the shares of those businessmen, and I don’t care who runs the TV station next, because no matter who does this business, they have to pay me.”

"It's no problem to pay, and I will give you a large amount of money." Zhou Hao said lightly: "But I need all your forces to withdraw from here. By the way, Falcone is no longer here. He It’s time to change the rules at that time.”

When Lincoln heard this, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and his tone became cold: "Even if the Romans have left Gotham, the Mafia is still there, and the rules left in the past will only continue to be enforced. Those who look down on us are likely to They will pay the price for their arrogance.”

"Yes, the Mafia is indeed the largest gang in Gotham, but the person sitting in that position in the future will be qualified to decide whether those rules are effective. And you, I am afraid you are not the one who can specify the rules." Zhou Hao shrugged indifferently. He shrugged, ignoring the threat in the other person's words.

Are you kidding me? Even your godfather was expelled by me. How could I still look down on some local forces? Zhou Hao thought secretly in his heart.

Seeing that the atmosphere on the field was not good, Penguin Cobot quickly tapped the red wine glass with the small silver knife on the dining table and said dissatisfied:

"Both of you are people of high status. They have enough political influence, and they are both influential figures in their respective territories. Don't grin like wild dogs on the roadside. Or do you think this kind of pediatric-level threat can be Do you want the other party to submit?"

This was indeed true, and the originally tense atmosphere calmed down, and for a while neither of them continued to argue about the topic.Lincoln raised his glass to cover up his gaffe, while Zhou Hao smiled apologetically, stood up and said:

"Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom."

After that, he left the venue and went to the bathroom to make sure there were no surveillance cameras or outsiders. He took out his cell phone and called the Riddler.

"Ed, I need your help. Help me check Lincoln March's information within one minute. He should be from the Gotham Mafia, especially looking at this guy's recent financial situation."

The Riddler on the other end of the phone laughed and said calmly:

"Why does such a small thing need one minute? It can be done in five seconds. Oh, by the way, this guy has invested in many sports projects."

"I know this, he lost 1000 million US dollars playing NBA," Zhou Hao added.

But the Riddler tutted at this and said triumphantly: "Hey, this is not his most money-losing project. This guy spent a huge sum of money to acquire the Gotham Football Team the year before last, but the team has never been successful. To improve, and it costs tens of millions of dollars every year, this guy can't support it long ago."

After hearing this news and receiving the lengthy message from the Riddler, Zhou Hao more or less knew what to do next.

Returning to the dining table, Penguin Cobot immediately said with great interest:

"Okay gentlemen, let's continue the topic. We are all big business people, so don't waste each other's time. Mr. Lincoln told me again that he is quite interested in Arkham's liquor business."

At this point, the guy named Lincoln March rushed to speak:

"You want to exchange my shares in the broadcasting company, okay, but I have no reason to give you the hen that lays the golden eggs, so you must also give me something that can make money in return. Otherwise, forget this deal and continue talking. It will hinder Mr. Zhou’s friendship with me.”

Zhou Hao was silent for a while, playing with the lighter in his hand, and kept thinking in his mind. To put it simply, his most profitable business now is the flesh and blood business led by Yuetu Villa, and the best business in the future may be with the bank. business.In other words, in addition to the increasingly sluggish pirated pornographic film business, the profits from alcohol are less.

"Tell me, what are your plans?" Zhou Hao said