Chapter 163 (1/2)
The blonde man is a little curious. In fact, the two of them are the same in these days. Today, the black haired man seems to have found money.
He took another sip of wine, and now the police are so busy that no one cares about the drinkers.
”What's the good news? Did Hoover resign?”
The black haired man shook his head and bared his teeth with a disdainful expression: ”who cares who lives in the White House? I mean we can get a job.”
”What job?” The blonde is interested. Now he just wants to work and earn money to support his family.
”Here, cheers, another drink, we say.” The black haired man hung on his appetite, grinning and reaching out to drink to him.
The blonde shook his head helplessly and the two bottles touched again.
”Dundundundun... Ah...” the black haired man sighed contentedly: ”last night at 1 o'clock, the express arrived at midnight. Fortunately, my wife fell asleep. Otherwise, I was found to have bought wine and would have killed me.”
”The point is, if we don't bring back good news and drink when we go home today, our graveyard can be a neighbor.”
The blonde man's eyes rolled up. His friend was right. The family was very nervous. Now it's a waste of money to buy wine.
”Well, I don't want my epitaph to say,” Tom Barnes died of buying two bottles of wine. ”Isn't that like the worst drunkard
Black haired man told a joke, they are now hiding in the corner of the wharf warehouse, around who did not know who lost the stock certificate, was swept away from sight by the wind.
”When it comes to work, it's almost the same whether the epitaph died of drinking or being poisoned by his wife.”
The blonde man shook his head. The joke was not funny at all. There are no smiling people in the street now.
”Oh, yes. To be serious, the delivery man didn't leave immediately after he took the wine yesterday and paid for it. He asked me,” do you like Skywalker's wine? ” I said, ”yes, I only drink Skywalker these years.” then he asked, ”do you want to work for our boss?” ... ”
the blonde man frowned, and he interrupted his friend,” wait a minute. He asked if you want to work for a gang? ”
”What? How can a winery be a gangster? ” The black haired man who claimed to be Tom shook his head and curled his mouth in contempt of the blonde: ”they don't steal, they don't steal, they do business seriously. Let me tell you, this prohibition will not last for a few years, and then the distillery will be a legal enterprise again? ”
As soon as the blonde men heard it, they had lived mostly in New York City since they were young, and they had seen more gangs. Besides violating the prohibition, the members of the distillery had never heard of anything else.
The prohibition order is written in the constitution, and its parallel charges are treason, dictatorship, crimes against humanity and so on. How to see the appearance of liquor selling among these crimes is more like a kind of black humor.
The hunger in his stomach made him unable to think so much. Today, he ate a piece of thin bread, and his friends should be about the same.
So even if you work for the gray business of the winery, as long as you don't do something against your conscience, isn't it?
”Well, you go on. Is delivery the job you're talking about? They're working night shift, and they're haunted. Is that ok? ”
Tom recalled: ”no, he said the group recruitment, and gave me an address. It is said that there are all kinds of industries. As long as you have hands and feet, you can find the job you want. Although the salary is not particularly high, it is no problem to support a family this year.”
”And the address? Let me see. ”
The blonde held out his hand. He believed it was not a joke, but if it was true, then what else to drink, they would try it immediately.