Red Dead Redemption Dawn Chapter 613

The bustling sounds of the morning came from the window, and John, who had slept peacefully, got up and walked towards the window.

He walked to the window and stretched out his hand to lift the curtain. The morning sun was not dazzling, and the streets of Los Angeles were bustling.

Because it was in the center, here John saw the car that had just been born, but it looked really bad and didn't even have a cover to protect it from the rain.

The trams are constantly moving towards the railway tracks to transport people to work.

Unlike the combination of urban and rural areas in later generations, Los Angeles still had complete tram tracks at this time.

After looking at the streets of Los Angeles, he then went into the bathroom and took a shower.

After changing clothes, he walked to Hathaway's room.

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He knocked on the door and waited for a while

Then Penelope appeared in front of him in a well-behaved dress.

"Good morning John." Penelope said to him with a smile and then gave up a seat "Would you like to come in?"

"Good morning, no, I'm here today to tell you that I'm a bit busy today. If you want to go out, my guards will follow you. Don't worry, they won't stop you from doing anything, just to keep you safe. I hope you don't refuse, for We are all unfamiliar with this big city." John does have something to do today, because today he is going to Long Beach City, 40 kilometers away, to see the pier and the warehouse that Starga has been observing for the past few days.

And go over there to see the friends recommended to him by Senator Edwin.

"Yes, we will not do anything to embarrass you." Penelope nodded generously.

John glanced at the back room, "Is she still up?"

"She doesn't wake up late, but she likes to stay in bed." Penelope said with a smile.

"I wish you all a good time here." He nodded, took off his hat and gave blessings before leaving the place.

John and Shazel stopped a carriage and headed to Long Beach after they bought something casually on the street.

Long Beach City is only 40 kilometers away from Los Angeles, and if calculated according to the range, it may only be more than 30 kilometers.

It takes only an hour for a carriage to travel.

When they came to the Long Beach City Pier, the hardworking people of Los Angeles County had already started working at the Pier. Countless cargo ships docked and countless porters unloaded the goods from the bow, and then transported the goods to various warehouses by horse-drawn carriages, and then distributed them to various cities in Los Angeles County.

The city with the closest and greatest demand is Los Angeles, which is 40 kilometers away from Long Beach. The prosperous economy and the large population make it possible for most people who do import and export business in Long Beach to make money. Money matters.

According to Shazel's guidance, the two soon came to the warehouse built by Lawrence in Long Beach.

The location is really good, less than two kilometers away from the pier. Apart from this warehouse, there are other companies' warehouses around, but they are the closest batch.

The tall fence and iron ring stopped a large number of thieves. He measured it visually, and it was about 60 meters long and nearly 80 meters deep.

It looks like a square rectangle.

When the eight-meter-wide gate is opened, there is an empty concrete field, and there are warehouses that have been built on the left and right sides.

Lawrence bought such a large piece of land and built this medium-sized warehouse because the land was very cheap. He used half of it for himself and rented the other half.

It cost thousands of dollars just to build this warehouse, and there are still people working in the warehouse. John looked at the goods, which should be made of flour and grain.

He just took a quick look, and then left here.

Senator Edwin's friend runs an agency company in Long Beach that helps people get loans from banks.

That guy is a lawyer.

His company is in the urban area of ​​Long Beach.

There are many shadows of cars along the way. It seems that people here are still very accepting of this new type of car.

All the way to the location on the address.

In front of you is a small three-story building with the company's name 'Slack Agency' written on it

He walked into the house and saw that the first floor was the office.

When a well-looking blond woman saw people coming in, she enthusiastically invited them to sit down, and then quickly poured coffee for them without waiting for him to speak.

He asked enthusiastically, "I'm Mary, what kind of service do the two gentlemen want to handle? We have the fastest belt handling business in Long Beach, as well as loan handling from the Bank of Los Angeles. As long as you want, we can help you the next day. The loan you get from the bank is still at the lowest interest rate."

While speaking, Mary had already given the favor to the two of them.

"I'm John, this is my friend Shazel, is Slitter there? I have a letter to give to him, from his friend." John asked about Slitter's location after introducing the two of them.

"Mr. Slit? Wait a minute." Mary nodded when she heard the name.

Then he turned around and went to the stairs and shouted to the second floor, "Mr. Slit, someone came to you and said there was a letter from you."

Then a middle-aged voice came from upstairs, "Tell them to wait, I will finish this matter soon."

"Wait a second, he will come down soon." Mary turned her head and said to the two with a smile.

John nodded and sat on the sofa with Shazel and waited.

Mary, on the other hand, continued to be busy with her own affairs.

While waiting, Shazel got addicted to cigarettes, so he took out his cigarette and started smoking.

John found out that the cigarette was his own brand, and he didn't know whether he really liked it or made a show in front of him.

The filter mouthpiece of the cigarette John has been asking for improvement, until now it is the sixth edition, and the smoke enters the mouthpiece more and more smoothly.

After smoking half a pack of cigarettes, Mr. Slit finally came down.

This is a middle-aged man in his forties, with the demeanor of an industry elite.

"That gentleman is looking for me?" Slit walked up to John quickly while speaking, and stretched out his hand.

"Sleet Muswell"

"John Wilkey" John also reached out and shook hands with him.

"Ah, Mr. John Witkey, are you that John Witkey from Yin Lisa White State? Mr. Edwin mentioned you to me." Slit said immediately when he heard the name.

"That's right, it's me, this is a letter from Mr. Edwin." John nodded and handed him the letter Edwin wrote to him.

After Slit took the letter and checked it carefully, he happily said to the two

"Did you eat? I know there is a very good restaurant nearby, which is suitable for eating and communicating."

"Of course" John nodded.

Slit turned to Mary who was putting on makeup and said, "Remember to close the door after get off work."

"Understood." Mary waved her hand as she applied lipstick.

Then the three of them walked out of the small building together.

Led by Slit, he walked into a well-decorated restaurant and asked for a small private room.

"Mr. Edwin said that you need help from my contacts and lawyers?" After sitting down, Slit poured a glass of wine for the two of them.

"Almost, I want to buy a company. The price is being negotiated, but it is estimated that it will not exceed 21,000. I need your help in the follow-up procedures." John nodded.

"This is easy. I have several people who handle this kind of business under my management, but they are all out to work today. Just let me know after confirming the signing of the contract, and I can help you deal with it that day." Slit finished. He raised his glass and touched John.

John didn't quite believe his boast of having lawyers on his staff. Because as far as the Mary I saw today, she was obviously responsible for several jobs by herself, and he glanced at it and found that there were not many documents. After all, she was putting on makeup in the second half of the day, and she was obviously going to go on a date.

Then he put down his wine glass and began to eat steak and said, "It is said that Mr. Wilkey has one more thing?"

"Well, I really want Mr. Slit to help me find a reliable private lawyer as a consultant." John looked at Slit and said.

"Private legal counsel?" Slit looked John up and down, and then said, "What request?"

"Strong business ability, abide by the code of attorney, have certain contacts in Los Angeles, and be loyal enough to the boss." John said his request.

"Well, it seems that Mr. Witkey is going to do big business in Los Angeles." After hearing this, Slit reached out and touched his clean chin.

"Under consideration, but during this period of time I really need such a professional to help me understand Los Angeles." John did not deny that he had to do something.

"Let me help you find out, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com You will probably get the personnel list tomorrow, where can I find you? Do you have a detailed address?" Slit asked.

"Yes, I'm currently staying at the Reston Hotel in Los Angeles." John nodded and told where he lived.

"Ah, that's a nice place. I've stayed there a few times to help my clients with some difficult cases." Slit nodded.

"Really? Can you tell me?" John responded with a smile.

"Of course," Slit responded, and began to describe the time-consuming eucalyptus he had helped his clients deal with some time ago.

The description of the process is wonderful, but for his customers, there is almost no second speed.

He only said that he still has some small contacts of his own about the means and methods of Eucalyptus.

It sounds like Slitter is very professional, or it may be because John doesn't understand it.

The meal was still very happy, and John made an appointment with him to find him tomorrow, because he estimated that the company would confirm it tomorrow.

Slitter naturally agreed.

And John also brought Shazel back to the Reston Hotel in Los Angeles.

After returning to the hotel, he received good news from Starga. The other party seemed to really want to return to New York to develop earlier. It seemed that he had had enough of this city full of oil wells.

The price of 21,000 was easily negotiated.

And John also told the other party that he would hire a lawyer tomorrow to hand over the contract to Mr. Lawrence.

Ask Starga to make an appointment with Mr. Lawrence tomorrow, and the time here is set at noon.

Starga said that was no problem, and both parties returned to their rooms happily.

And at around five o'clock in the afternoon, Hathaway, Penelope, and Bao also returned to the hotel, and the guards following the three still had a lot of bags in their hands. Obviously, they bought a lot of things today.

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