Chapter 312 Construction Plan
Mafia now looks to be in her early forties, with a rather heroic appearance, nearly 1.8 meters tall, with curly black hair tied into a bun behind her head, and wearing a dark blue dress A long silk dress with wave patterns embroidered in light blue and white on the collar, cuffs and wide skirt. The nails on the hands holding an ivory folding fan were painted black.
She looked around the reception room for a week. None of the gangsters who dominated their respective areas dared to look at her and lowered their heads, except for Frederick who shook his head slightly.
At this time, Frederick was like a firefly in the dark night, suddenly attracting the attention of everyone in the Black Claw Gang, especially the tall girl with golden curly hair behind Mafia.
Most of the people here have black and brown hair, with a few dark blond hair. The only ones with blond hair and blue eyes are Frederick and Talhofer. It is difficult not to notice.
Talhofer frowned for a moment, then returned to his usual appearance.
Mafia calmly said to the guests as if she had not seen Frederick: "Brothers and sisters, please sit down."
Garcia and others quickly sat at the round table by the wall. Each gang has its own table.
Frederick originally wanted to stand behind Garcia like a bodyguard, but he was pulled by her and sat next to her in the second position.
Frederick is going to seduce Talhofer in the evening. He is a bodyguard, but he is Mafia's bodyguard. He has a high status in the world. If he shows himself as a bodyguard now, he will be tricked by then. There is no one to help talk to me when I sink to the bottom of the sea.
After everyone sat down, the servants served a large glass of happy water to the guests.
Frederick curled his lips slightly. It was actually at room temperature. Can he drink it?
He flicked the wall of the cup with his finger, and the happy water in the cup suddenly turned into ice, and then he took a big sip.
This action is a bit unique. Others are bodyguards who help the boss test the poison, but he just enjoys it.
Frederick finished the drink in a few gulps, asked the servant to refill it, and smiled at Talhofer.
Mafia stood in the middle of the reception room and said to everyone: "Today I invite brothers and sisters to be guests. It has nothing to do with knives and blood, but to tell you about a big money-making event."
Garcia and others People are calm on the surface, but they are gritting their teeth in their hearts.
This is not the first time Mafia has said this. The last time she was selling Wesson's canned food and juice production lines.
It is true that opening a factory makes money, but Mafia sells equipment at five times the price of Wesson, and the most profitable northern sales channels are in her hands, so the products can only be sold at a relatively high price. Sold it to her at a low price, and the Black Claw gang made most of it.
Mafia knew what these people were thinking, but she didn’t care, not convinced that they could kill me.
At this time, a servant came in from outside carrying a shelf with a map and placed it behind her. It was a map of Citrus Island. In addition to the terrain, there were also larger towns and villages.
This island has been developed for thousands of years. Except for the dangerous terrain of the east-west mountain range in the north and the volcanoes in the east of the mountain range, most of the area has been opened up into farmland or orchards.
Now on the map, a thick red line is drawn along the seaside of the triangular island, and a line is extended near the midpoint of each side to meet at the city near the center. All large towns have been This line connects them all.
These towns extend some thin lines to connect the larger surrounding villages.
Frederick nodded slightly while drinking his second glass of happy water. This is the railway planning map of Citrus Island. The thick main line uses steam locomotives, and the branch lines leading to each village use horse-drawn trains.
The railway project here was promoted by Richard Nall. The planning was too comprehensive, so it was bloated and costly.
But Party A’s mother agreed to this plan, and Frederick couldn’t say anything.
Mafia attaches great importance to this project and explains it to everyone in person.
On Citrus Island, the harvest time of citrus in each region is relatively concentrated every year, and timely transportation is a big problem. Those in Garcia who have canneries will go to orchards to sign contracts in July. The early-maturing orchards will have citrus shipped in mid-September, and then the later-maturing citrus from another orchard will arrive in late September. This lasts until late November.
If one orchard could not transport the oranges to the factory in time to arrive with the oranges from the next orchard, Frederick would be too busy peeling the oranges until his hands smoked, let alone the others.
Given the warm climate here, blue-gray mold will grow on the skin of oranges if kept for a long time. The extracted penicillin has the characteristics of a broad-spectrum antibiotic. By the way, it can also resist people. It can cause nerve paralysis and Pulmonary edema.
At this time, the orchard has no choice but to breach the contract and sell the citrus at a low price, losing a lot of money.
But all the big guys are thinking, this also means that you can quickly send people to kill me.
It originally took several days to walk from Palermo City to Garcia's territory, but now it takes less than a day, and there is no time to even carry a bucket.
Frederick observed the bosses with great interest. Except for a few gangs from outside the island, the bosses of the local gangs did not look very good.
He drank the second glass of happy water, mentally calculating how much manpower, material resources and time this project would require.
It would be unreasonable for such a big project to just transport some citrus. The teacher’s wife should not be unaware of this. Is there any backup plan?
After finishing talking about the railway plan, Mafia looked around at everyone, with no expression on her face.
She did not discuss it with these people, but told them that this was the case.
Many of the big guys looked pale. They had figured out something very important.
Frederick smiled slightly, and he understood.
To build a railway, we must first solve the land problem. Only with the consent of the landowner can we have land to build the railway.
Among the people here, only Frederick and Talhofer are landowners. It’s just that one has a large territory, while the other’s territory is just a small village along the river.
Mafia is not a landlord, she is just an agent of the landlord like other gangsters.
She has now made the railway construction plan public, indicating that it has been approved by the local landowner, the royal family of the Kingdom of Sardinia.
So Mafia left after telling her about this, without paying any attention to other people's reactions.
After everyone from the Black Claw Gang left, Garcia and many of the gangsters glanced at an old man sitting closer to the middle with their peripheral vision.
The old man just nodded slightly.
There is no way to discuss it now. Since the initiator of the action has nodded, let’s continue.
Everyone can see that if the railway is built to the doorstep of the house, it means that the Black Claw gang has reached into the house, and there is no need to think about what will happen next.
As for Frederick, he was thinking about what would be the main dish for dinner tonight.
(End of this chapter)