shadow empire

In the morning, Lance went to buy a new set of clothes and spent ten dollars.

He didn't ask a tailor to make a suit for him, but bought ready-made clothes on the street. They didn't fit him well, but for him now, these clothes were great.

He then went to the Kodak family's casino in the Bay Area of ​​Jingang City. He still had a few chips in his hand that needed to be exchanged for cash.

The Kodak family's casino here is not the kind that is hidden away in some inconspicuous place.

In stark contrast to those underground casinos, the Kodak family's Bay Area casino is located on the cliffs behind the Golden Beach!

A magnificent building stands on the edge of the cliff.

Every day, the bright sunshine shines on its dazzling exterior walls, and no matter what time of day it is, as long as the sun is shining, it is hard for people on the beach not to notice this building that is always reflecting light like a mirror.

More than one person has complained to the city hall about the impact the building has had on tourists on the beach, but the Kodak family will not pay a penny less than the fine they deserve.

But the rectification required will not change at all.

According to City and local laws, they have up to 100 days to fix the appearance problems after paying the fine.

This means that they only need to pay three fines a year to maintain the status quo.

Over time, everyone was eventually forced to get used to it.

At night, it will emit amazing light. This building has become one of the attractions of Golden Beach. Many young people who come here will deliberately come to take a look and even take a photo to prove that they have been there.

To get to the casino, you have to go from the other side. This area on the cliff is the private territory of the Kodak family. Lance took out the chips and reported the name of Fordis. He was searched to make sure he was not carrying any weapons or cameras before he was allowed to enter.

The casino's security is very tight. There are two or three armed security guards patrolling every ten to twenty meters.

They are not static posts, but mobile posts, which also improves the safety here.

When we arrived at the main building, we found that it was much larger than when we saw it from the bottom of the cliff, and it was also more shiny and magnificent.

As soon as you enter the hall, you will see a long counter, which is where you exchange chips.

Before he took two steps, a bunny girl in cool clothes came over and asked, "Are you here alone, sir?"

The bunny girl looks to be no more than twenty years old and has a great figure. When she jogs, you can see the surging aftermath of her waves. Even the aftermath is enough to arouse people's imagination.

Lance smiled and explained, "Sorry, I'm just here to exchange chips."

Mr. Bunny Girl was a little disappointed. As a member of the casino system, if Lance came here to gamble.

Then she only needs to take Lance to gamble, and when he leaves, no matter whether he wins or loses, the Bunny Girl can get a 1% commission from his settlement.

This is the source of income for all companion players.

When you are lucky, you can make hundreds of dollars in one night.

But when you're unlucky, you can only make a few dollars a night.

Although the girl was a little disappointed, she still took the initiative to lead Lance to the counter and explained the situation.

The girl behind the counter brought a cushion covered with red velvet and placed it on the counter. "Please place your chips here, sir."

From the inside to the outside, the entire casino gave Lance a feeling of "this place is very fucking formal", whether it was the decoration, service, or attitude.

Although he had never been to the hall, he could imagine that it should be a very formal and luxurious place.

"That's one hundred and fifty dollars, sir. What denomination do you want to exchange it for?"

These chips have their own anti-counterfeiting marks, and no one in los City, or even in the entire eastern region of the Federation, dares to forge them recklessly.

A small number of fake chips may not even cover the cost of manufacturing, but once there are too many, it will be difficult not to leave clues.

Although the Kodak family appears to be just a force that runs casinos and a family-owned business that pays legal taxes, they actually have a certain reputation in the underground world of the entire federation.

This kind of reputation is definitely not gained because they are rich.

"Do you have a five-dollar bill?" Lance asked.

"Yes, sir, please wait." About two minutes later, the girl behind the counter counted the five-dollar banknotes with a total value of one hundred and fifty yuan three times and placed them on a red velvet plate. She pressed the banknotes with a chip that looked like gold but was actually brass or alloy. Then she held the plate with both hands and placed it in front of Lance.

"Sir, this is your money, please count it."

High-quality service can always improve guests' satisfaction. Even though Lance had no intention of coming here to gamble, he had made a decision in his mind at this time that he would bring other people in to play when he had the chance.

Let them see the world and experience what it means to live a life of luxury and debauchery.

After coming out of the casino, he drove to pick up Alvin first, and then the two drove directly to Mr. Anderson's restaurant in the Bay Area.

It was noon at this time and the restaurant was very busy. All seventeen or eighteen tables were already filled with guests.

Lance and Erwin found a small table under the guidance of the manager.

Then the waiter brought the menu.

The moment he opened the menu, Erwin took a breath of cold air. He flipped through several pages but still found it difficult to make a decision.

Because it's too expensive!

"A six-month-old Green veal rib costs seven dollars and ninety-eight cents, and a dinner roll costs an extra dollar. If we add some other things, this meal for just the two of us will cost... thirty or forty dollars!"

"Damn it, I can eat a lot at the braised beef restaurant at the entrance of the port area for only thirty or forty yuan!"

A lady at the next table suddenly couldn't help but burst out laughing, but then she showed an apologetic expression and apologized proactively.

There are many coolies in the port area, and their demand for meat is much greater than that of those who do not do coolie labour.

Therefore, near some heavy manual labour jobs in the port area, there are many small stalls or restaurants that specialize in doing business with these heavy manual laborers.

It's not really a restaurant, it's more like a fast food restaurant.

The main products sold are stewed beef with soy sauce and boneless beef, all of which are minced beef in very small pieces.

This kind of beef is cheap, you can buy three pounds for one dollar.

After buying them, these operators add more sauce and a small amount of spices, and cook the whole pot in a large iron pot. The aroma of sauce and meat is strong.

No matter who comes, sit down, give 60 points, and you can get a big bowl!

If you give 70 points, you can eat bread as long as you are full.

Of course don't expect the bread to be very delicious, it's just edible!

Most manual laborers will have a meal every two or three days to experience the pleasure of eating enough meat.

Especially the satisfaction of tearing the hard bread into small pieces, soaking it in the broth, and then swallowing the meat, broth and bread together is unforgettable for many people!

These small shops and stalls have extremely good business and are always crowded with people at noon every day.

The price is affordable, which is a sure win.

Alvin couldn't help but be greedy and went to eat it a few times. He felt that this might be the most delicious food in the world, no doubt about it!

Of course, when I mention this now, I feel bad about the money.

Lance asked the waiter to serve two servings of soup, followed by salad, steak with fried sausage and rolls, and finally dessert.

No alcohol was served, he was going to drive later, and they were both under twenty.

The total amount of these things was close to forty dollars, and Erwin's distressed expression was twisted.

Lance was quite open-minded. "Someone will pay for us, so just eat without worry."

"If you want to feel sorry, it's not your turn to feel sorry."

Maybe Lance's comfort played a role, and Erwin felt less uncomfortable.

The restaurant's business was really good. Before half past twelve, the restaurant was already full of people, and some guests had to leave because there were no empty tables.

The whole restaurant exudes a vibrant vitality.

As long as they can make money, even if the money does not belong to the waiters or cooks, they can still get a morale boost from it.

Feeling happy for the capitalists making money is a common "empathy" among the lower classes of society in almost all regions and ideologies around the world.

Although empathy doesn't seem to make any sense.

I have to say that the steak worth nearly ten dollars is indeed much more delicious than those minced beef. The carefully prepared sauce makes you feel happy when you taste the whole steak.

At this time, Alvin couldn't say that these steaks were not as good as minced beef. They were so delicious.

Seeing that they were almost done eating, Lance took out a cockroach from his pocket, a big cockroach, and handed it to Erwin, "Bite it in half."

Erwin looked at the thumb-sized cockroach in his hand and was a little dumbfounded. "What did you say?"

"I said bite it in half."

Looking at the cockroach still struggling in his hand, Erwin suddenly felt that the beef was not so delicious. "So this is your plan?"

Lance nodded and repeated, "I need your honest feedback. Don't worry, I bought this from a roadside store that specializes in selling feed. It is very healthy, clean and hygienic."

Erwin prepared himself mentally for a while, cursed "Fuck", then closed his eyes, stuffed half a cockroach into his mouth and bit it hard.

The ladies at the next table were stunned!

Next, Lance asked Erwin, who was feeling nauseous, to put half of it in his spoon, which appeared vaguely in the thick soup, and spit the other half onto the table.

Then, he looked at Erwin, who looked grim, and said, "Do you want to vomit?"

Erwin said honestly, "I do."

"So what are you waiting for?"

"vomit..."