Chapter 977 (1/2)

”To the left, a little more left... OK.”

Blue flame bar, brand new door is hung, Vincent is taking the workers to work.

The interior decoration was over. Vincent recruited some hot waiters, and the financial affairs were handed over to a short Chinese woman.

The bar accounts are very good, the important thing is to be honest and not to play tricks.

The Chinese are famous for their honesty. Vincent knows each other, so he can trust her.

However, there is something else he needs to deal with besides the bar accounts.

In name, the business is a bar, but Paul doesn't really want it. He's still in the business of smuggling drinks.

Although the prohibition of alcohol has been abolished, the business of smuggling alcohol has not disappeared. It is always more profitable not to pay taxes than to pay taxes, isn't it?

Drinks from South America and Chicago are transported by land and water to Canada, Europe, the Far East and East Asia.

The blue flame bar acts as a transit station, responsible for ensuring accounts, transportation and collection.

However, it is Tommy, not Vincent, who has not been recognized and trusted by Paul.

Vinson, who knows this, doesn't care. Compared with marijuana and a few women, smuggling alcohol in a chaotic area is a serious business.

”Are you ready?” Tommy, who didn't know what to do, came back and looked up at the door.

”Do you want someone to celebrate the opening tonight?” Vincent asked what he meant.

”No, it's better to keep a low profile.” Tommy said with a smile.

”Well, I'm sure business won't be bad with these girls around.” Vincent is not very confident.

In order to make a name for himself, the blue flame bar learned the ”playboy” style, and asked the waiters to wear Internet socks and white sailor's clothes.

The decoration of the bar also tends to Mediterranean style, with soft music and bar singing, giving people a different style.

If you want to have a business, you have to do something else.

”You should have them standing at the door.” The neon light was on in the bar, but I didn't see any guests after waiting for half an hour, Tommy jokingly pointed to the door.

”They're waiters, not Street girls.” Vincent looked at him speechless.

”Hey, anybody?” A voice came, the door was opened, and the girl with a bobhead put her head forward and asked, ”do you have any business here?”

”Of course.” He winked at the boring waiter who was holding his head at the table. Vincent took out a cup from the bar and said, ”would you like something to drink?”

At 11:00 p.m., the blue flame bar was already full, and waiters in uniform and stockings shuttled through the crowd, causing a whistling.

The number of girls is very small, and most of them are boys. Their hot clothes make their blood boil, and they keep drinking wine to suppress their impulse.

It's just that the more you drink it, the hotter it gets, and so on and on, Vincent wants to laugh.

”Man, you seem to be born with this.” Tommy put his arm around Vincent's shoulder and looked at the crowded bar.

”That's right.” Vincent nodded with laughter. Today is a good sign for him.

It would be great for him to just do the bar business here. Unfortunately, Vincent soon realized the reality.

On the third day of the opening of blue flame bar, two strong men in jackets appeared in the bar.

It's 800 a week. Vincent can't believe that.

It's $800 a week. What's the need to keep his bar open? Do you have a day job?