Facing Joseph's threats, Donnie smiled calmly and said, "Joseph, you're a smart man. Our cooperation can definitely make you a lot of money, but if you choose to go down with the ship, I can very responsibly tell you, if any problem arises with me here today.
I guarantee by this afternoon you will be taken away by the Los Angeles police, and in jail, there will surely be countless people waiting to claim your life. Even your death will become a work of art!"
After finishing, Donnie stood up, looked calmly at Joseph, and said, "Work with me, and you will become the most powerful gang boss in Los Angeles. Except for not being able to get your warrant canceled, you can openly appear in any place in Los Angeles, you can even go to the Los Angeles police station for tea. But if you're my enemy...
I've already mentioned the consequences, so the choice is yours to make, I believe you understand, Joseph!"
After speaking, Donnie no longer concerned himself with Joseph and left with Jessica Dole.
"Boss, do you really have connections with the Los Angeles police?"
After Donnie started the car to leave the abandoned factory, Jessica Dole couldn't help but ask. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on ɴo(v)elFɪre.ɴet
Donnie laughed and replied, "I don't even know which direction the front door of the Los Angeles police station opens; how could I have connections with the police there!"
Jessica Dole covered her mouth in surprise and looked at Donnie, "So, Boss, you were deceiving Joseph?"
Donnie shook his head, "Not really, Joseph can now easily enter Beverly Hills Hotel, which means he does have some connections, but those connections can only get him so far.
As for us, we are legitimate businessmen in Los Angeles, and when Charlie Chaplin and others are ready to march, we'll a sum of money to the Los Angeles police in the name of the company, and then those people will naturally be connected to us.
However, the real reason Joseph didn't dare to make a move and believed in us, is actually due to the Miss America finals. There were too many celebrities at those finals, and we know in our hearts, they need the influence of Miss America, or they want to reach some sort of cooperation with us. But outsiders, especially people like Joseph, see those people as our connections.
Unless Joseph is willing to give up everything he has in the United States, he won't choose to cut off cooperation with us!"
Jessica Dole suddenly understood, then nodded and said, "So Boss, what you mean is that everything Joseph did just now was actually to gain more benefits while working with us, and if he can't succeed, he will choose the original plan of cooperation with us!"
Donnie looked at Jessica Dole and suddenly smiled, "I didn't expect you to think things through so clearly!"
Facing Donnie's praise, Jessica Dole blushed slightly and said, "I was just thinking randomly!"
Donnie laughed, "It's good to exercise your brain. Los Angeles, like Atlantic City, is a place of survival of the fittest. If you don't have enough power, you need to have a strong mind; with one of the two, there will be a stage for you in this place!"
Jessica Dole nodded seriously and said, "I understand!"
Donnie could never have imagined that, after his guidance, Jessica Dole's subsequent development in Los Angeles could be described as overcoming all obstacles and eventually becoming the most dazzling star of this era.
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Worshipped by countless people in later generations, she was also hailed as the goddess of the era!
When Donnie and Jessica Dole returned to the Beverly Hills Hotel, Carmen Farmer, Jonkel Jones had already learned about Joseph's situation at Keira Sandton's place.
So when they saw Donnie and her returning safely, they all showed expressions of joy.
After this matter was resolved, there was nothing else happening that day.
The next morning, Donnie was basking in the Los Angeles sunshine by the poolside, with Jonkel Jones by his side.
The hotel butler came over again!
"Boss, I reckon someone is looking for you again!"
After seeing the butler, Jonkel Jones sighed helplessly.
Donnie looked at the butler, who as always showed a respectful demeanor: "Sir, a few teenagers have come. They're not looking great, but they're determined to see you. The front desk asked me to inquire about your preference!"
Hearing the butler's words, Donnie was momentarily stunned. The identities of these children were easy to guess, most likely they were Max and his group.
But why were they looking for him?
And how did they know he was staying here?
After a brief thought, Donnie said, "Let them come in!"
"Alright!" The butler didn't ask why and immediately turned to leave.
After a short while, Max and four other kids, bruised but clean, walked in.
Clearly, they had never seen such a scene before, so from their eyes, Donnie could see they felt like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden.
"I certainly didn't expect Joseph to let you out!"
Donnie sat there, a Colt 1911 resting on the table beside him.
Max, obviously the leader of the five children, stepped forward with a face that injury could not hide his respect.
"Mr. Block, we want to ask for your help!"