The lights in the bar were bright, there were no customers in the booth area or on the dance floor, and there were only two people sitting in front of the bar.

One is Quentin Tarantino, and the other is Boss Ajit. He is a white man in his forties, wearing a floral shirt, a gold chain and a gold watch. Behind him are two men with guns. He looks more mature.

style.

At this time, Boss Ajit was holding a bright silver Desert Eagle and pointing at the script on the table.

"This paragraph needs to be changed. Boss Fernando gave the goods worth 1 million to Kurt for trading. Kurt took the goods to Los Angeles, sold them and went missing?

This is impossible. We will arrange for at least five people to trade goods worth more than 500,000 US dollars. There are two confidants among them. How can it be handed over to only one person?

What you wrote like this makes us too retarded. Even if I don't come to trouble you, other people will. This paragraph must be changed, do you understand?"

Quentin nodded, his expression a little stiff.

"Don't be nervous. I'm doing this for your own good. If you don't listen to me, no one will read this script."

Boss Ajit said while shaking his gun.

"Yes, you are right!"

"Also, 80% of the drugs in the Los Angeles area come from Mexico. Almost all the people who work with them know each other. Kurt came to Los Angeles with a large amount of drugs. Do you think you can sell them if you want? Impossible, this is not consistent.

logic...."

"Yes, I will change it soon."

Quentin wiped his sweat secretly.

"Boss, Duka is here."

A gangster ran to the bar and said.

"Oh~"

Ajit turned around and looked towards the hall. He saw a handsome young man with black hair and black eyes walking down the aisle. He was wearing a loose light blue shirt. He was tall and straight, with a tough temperament. Every step he took was steady and not tight.

Not slow, but with a poise and confidence beyond his years.

"Duka, why did you come back?"

Quentin jumped up in surprise.

"Sorry, I just got a haircut. How does my new hairstyle look like?"

"not bad."

Quentin grinned and winked at Ajit. He thought of a solution quickly. He held a gun and forced me to change the script. I almost drove him crazy.

"Mr. Ajit, I'm sorry I'm late."

Duka extended his hand and greeted.

"It doesn't matter, I don't like to be disturbed when I'm getting a haircut."

Ajit shook hands.

"Thank you for understanding, would you like something to drink?"

"random!"

Ajit said.

Duca walked into the bar and poured a glass of sparkling wine for each of Quentin, Ajit and Tom.

"Ahem~"

Tom looked at the wine glass and then at him. Weren't we going to have a shootout? Why did he start drinking again? Who will pay for it later?

"Boss Ajit, are you here for anything today?"

Duca asked while holding the wine glass.

"Hey~ stop pretending. You didn't let us bulk up in the bar during this period, which caused us to lose a lot of money. Yesterday, you injured five of us. How do you calculate these two accounts?"

A gangster wearing sunglasses shouted behind Ajit.

"Hey, we really don't blame us for this. The five of them touched the girl's buttocks on the dance floor and then hit the girl's boyfriend. How can this be done? Duca came out to stop them and stopped them from messing around. The five of them

The man refused to listen and even took a knife to kill someone.

Duka used his bare hands to deal with them, his attack was not serious, it was a bit excessive. Boss Ajit, we are willing to compensate 500, no, 1,000 US dollars for medical expenses, what do you think?"

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Tom grinned.

"This matter is a small matter. Let's talk about bulk cargo first. Can Sunshine Boy Bar handle bulk cargo?"

Ajit asked, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"Can't!"

Seeing that Tom was about to nod, Duca raised his hand and said, "The bar is our territory. Flodo and the others came here to sneak in bulk goods without following any rules. The bar was investigated and punished by the police several times. So from now on,

Sunny Boy Bar prohibits the sale of any illegal drugs."

"Humph~Duka, it's wrong for Frodo and the others to secretly come here to bulk goods, but your statement is also wrong. Look at this bar street. Is it very lively and bustling? Is there a lot of people there? Do you know why?"

Akit asked, pointing outside the bar.

"Why?"

“It’s because we are here and it’s our credit!”

"oh?"

Duca looked at Tom, is it true?

Tom was stunned for a moment and shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"Humph, don't you believe it? If we sent people to harass, make trouble, and set fire every day, would there still be such people in Bar Street? No, if we didn't manage this street, it would become chaos in a few days.

Do you believe that no one can do business in this neighborhood?"

Ajit asked dully.

Tom frowned. This seemed to make sense, but he felt something was wrong.

Quentin touched his big chin and took a pen to write and draw in his writing book.

"It makes some sense, please continue!"

"The reason why we don't come here to cause trouble, and we don't allow other people to cause trouble, is because we need a stable bulk cargo market. The more people here, the more lively it is, and the better it is for us.

So we try our best to maintain the stability and prosperity of the neighborhood, and spend a lot of money and manpower on this. The bar street is lively, you make money and get benefits. In return, we do some small business in the bar, is that too much?

"

Ajit spread his hands and asked.

Tom scratched his fat face and thought about it, it didn't seem too much.

Quentin writes hard and writes quickly.

Duka laughed and said, "Boss Ajit is right. According to your logic, it's not too much for you to bulk up here."

"Then why do you want to stop us from bulking up in the bar? You enjoy the benefits but are unwilling to reciprocate. Isn't it a bit unreasonable?"

Ajit patted the bar and said.

"Boss, why are you telling them so much? These black-hearted businessmen only know how to make money and don't know how to repay. They are too selfish and shameless. If you ask me to tell you, I will smash this place to see if they dare to ban drugs."

The gangster wearing sunglasses said angrily.

"Wait a minute, we are reasonable people and we must know how to convince people with reason."

Boss Ajit waved his hand.

"Yes, boss!"

The gangster wearing sunglasses said respectfully.

"Duka, why don't we just leave it alone and let them bulk cargo?"

Tom said quietly.

Duka shook his head, "Boss Ajit, you are right, but there are some problems.

First of all, Bar Street is already very lively and popular. It was you who secretly came here to buy bulk goods when you saw that there was a market here. It was not because you came that this place developed.

Secondly, there are police patrols on this street from time to time. The street is peaceful and lively, so it has little to do with you.

Third, you said that you spend a lot of manpower and material resources to keep the bar street prosperous. I question this.

This month, there were five thieves in the bar, and three groups of gang members came to collect protection money, fight and cause trouble, and drink without paying. A store next door was robbed, and other shops and entertainment venues on the street were also harassed by gang members.

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If you can guarantee that the bar will no longer be harassed by other gangs, and no one will come here to make trouble, we can agree to let you continue to sell bulk goods, can you guarantee it?"

"Yes!"

Tom clapped his hands.
To be continued...