Life is considered very poor, but more than ten years ago, he was very prosperous.

Everyone also knows that there is no comparison with people like Yamamoto Ryuichi. They have industry, but most people have no industry. Yamamoto Ryuichi is mainly because he is older, and he has not had any negative information along the way.

Seize it, entering twice was not the time when the community was in decline, so he also made money from the last wave of traffic.

Yamamoto Ryuichi is also aware of the current situation of this group of people. They are basically at the end of their rope. Some industries have little profit. Now a person suddenly comes to make them rich. This group of people has nothing to fear. They are all here.

Now that they have reached a certain level, they are not afraid of being deceived, and there is nothing to be deceived. If they are deceived, they can risk their lives with Zhao Mingyang.

Therefore, everyone here will basically cooperate with Zhao Mingyang. Yamamoto Ryuichi does not want to say anything more. Talking too much will be of no use and will not solve the problem. People will also make sarcastic remarks, such as: "Old man, you don't have to worry about food and drink, so please help everyone."

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Yamamoto Ryuichi would not be stupid enough to use his own money to help them. The most important thing is that Yamamoto Ryuichi took the benefits of Lao Wan. He would only speak for Zhao Mingyang. In fact, the things in the vase in the room were what Yamamoto Ryuichi was looking at.

Lao Wan put it.

He pretended to be shocked, just to mislead everyone. Zhao Mingyang is very scary, with hands and eyes that can reach the sky.

Lao Wan and Zhao Mingyang took the car back. Zhao Mingyang and Lao Wan opened a bottle of red wine and had a drink in the car. They both looked very comfortable holding a cigar in their hands.

"Ask whatever you want to ask. Don't hold it back. At your age, it's easy to hold back your prostate." Zhao Mingyang said with a smile.

"Zhou Cao, don't tell me, it's really a little bit. Last time I went to the hospital for a physical examination, I asked me to pay attention to it. I don't understand why you are socializing with these people. I rarely interact with these people anymore.

At best, these people are called marginalized people, but at worst, they are just street rats. Many people dare not have any contact with them for fear of being affected," Lao Wan said.

"You're right. Those who have the ability like you can basically buy their own properties and become bosses and entrepreneurs.

To put it bluntly, you have your own small power, your own network of contacts, and you can provide food for those under you.

He is also engaged in an industry that everyone thinks is legitimate, and he is not afraid of investigations like Akiyagi Ryomori's. He has even become friends who can communicate openly, and his status is different.

But have you ever thought about how many people like you are there? There are probably less, most of them are like that, and there are more old guys, what are they doing?

Who are those people? They are unstable factors. What I want is their current situation.

You know why? Because they are the foundation for us to make a lot of money in the future.”

Lao Wan said with a look of disbelief: "They are the cornerstone? What cornerstone? What other value can they create?"

Zhao Mingyang shook his glass and took a sip of wine and said: "Of course it is valuable. They are our way to make money. I negotiated a deal with the Mitsui and Ito families, but they can't do it and don't want to have contact with that group of people.

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But I can do it. This deal is to circle the communities here first.

If we want to use them to make a big deal in the future, let them do righteous business first and show everyone that they can do righteous business and they are reforming.

Of course, this is superficial, for the purpose of opening a casino here in the Eastern Jin Dynasty in the future."

Lao Wan put down the bar and cigar in shock and looked at Zhao Mingyang and said, "What are you talking about? R wants to open this? How to open it? Do people agree? You know, this is relatively excluded here."

"So, do you really want me, the Mitsui Foundation and the Ito family to do this with people from this group of societies? The reputation is not good, and the risks are high. After all, we are all entrepreneurs, full of positive energy.

But what if the original intention of opening a casino is good? The purpose of opening a casino is to provide employment opportunities for this group of unstable marginalized people in society. If locals are not allowed to enter, or if they enter, they have to pay 50% tax, then

Doesn’t it have much to do with the locals?

You can also create some economic value by raising taxes higher and then giving subsidies to the people. They will be happy and won't have much objection.

To the outside world, this is a helpless move for the sake of social stability. Otherwise, people from these associations would disrupt social order every day.

When the time comes, we will put people from this group of people in charge of affairs and let them make a fortune. When they get fat and ask for their things, we will either give us 99% of the income, or let them have nothing and once again eliminate evil and gangsters for the people.

evil.

They are just spokespersons who push things to the forefront. If something happens, people will say that their nature is easy to change but hard to change.

We don't have any risks. We let them bear the risks. If they are obedient, they will be given food. If they are not obedient, they will be sent to prison. It is as simple as that. Therefore, we must give them temporary benefits and help them follow the right path.

Black is black, if we really make them white, what should we, the representatives of positive energy, do? Right."

Lao Wan was covered in cold sweat. He was really scared. He had to escape from the dark side. This was so scary. Fortunately, he cooperated with Zhao Mingyang and did not offend Zhao Mingyang. Otherwise, he was afraid that one day he would become cannon fodder.

"I'm not cannon fodder, am I?" Lao Wan looked at Zhao Mingyang and asked.

"No, you are my good brother. Believe it or not, I have always regarded you as my good brother." Zhao Mingyang clinked glasses with Lao Wan, and he knew that it was okay to be afraid.
Chapter completed!