Chapter 184 Loyal Ciel (asking for guaranteed monthly ticket) Lumian walked back to his seat and sat down casually, looking at the "giant" Simon opposite him and said: "whats the matter?" The light blue eyes of the Giant Simon swept over Louis and Sakota behind Lumian: “Aren’t they from Briniele? How dare you let them follow you? "If it were me, I would have asked them to guard the door of the ballroom." Louis and Zakota were both troubled by what the "Giant" Simon said, and they looked at Lumian with some trepidation. Lumian wanted to applaud after hearing this, and was very grateful to the "Giant" Simon for giving him such an opportunity to win people's hearts. Although he couldn't really trust Luis and Sakota, after all, he didn't really want to be a gangster, but he also didn't want to be shot in the back one day. Lumian smiled and said: "What do you mean by Brinell's people? I used to be Brinell's subordinate! "We are all members of the Savoy Party, and we are all the boss's people. As long as I remain loyal to the boss, I don't have to worry about them betraying me!" Louis and Sakota nodded frequently, full of admiration for Charles's magnanimity and generosity: Yes, Baron Brinell changed our status in the Savoy Party and gave us great trust, but we have always been members of the Savoy Party and it is impossible for us to betray the boss. It was the boss who asked us to follow Charles and listen to his orders!

The Giant Simon was choked by Lumian's words, and after a few seconds he said: "You are loyal to the boss, but some people may not be. Brinell is a very ambitious person." Do you think Baron Brinell is not that loyal to the boss? Hidden Blade, uh, Red Boots Franca also said that Baron Brinell has not been very obedient recently... Lumian suddenly felt that Gardner Martin, the Savoy leader, was a bit pitiful: His most capable subordinates are not so loyal, his favorite mistress has other motives, and the newly promoted newcomer is a spy sent by another organization... Seeing that he couldn't get rid of Louis and Sakota, two thugs who often followed Baron Brinell and had a certain understanding of various affairs, "Giant" Simon turned the topic back on track: “I came to you to discuss the basic salary of dancers. "Why the fuck should we pay those bitches every day when they don't have any customers? "Franca is too overbearing and too much. She relied on the fact that she is the boss's mistress to make the boss agree to such an unreasonable thing! “We are a gang, not a charity organization, steam above, when I was giving money to those bitches, I thought I was a priest! "I'm fine. I only have to pay a few ricks a day. Your Breeze Ballroom only pays 1 Felkin a day, and the textile workers in the Botanical Garden only pay Felkin a day. They're busy from morning till night!" In Trier, the cost of employing female workers is about 55% to 70% of that of employing male workers. Those who are more ruthless and not afraid of being investigated and dare to hire child laborers only need to pay 15% of the salary of an adult man, or even less. No wonder the beautiful dancers under Franca's command are unwilling to go to Nightingale Street, where the prices are cheaper and the basic salary is low... Why are you also swearing like Franca and Janna? Is swearing contagious? Aurore occasionally goes crazy and shouts on horseback, and she seems to have sworn like this... Lumian deliberately ignored the hint given by Louis's eyes and asked with a smile: "how do you want to do it?" Simon the Giant maintained an angry expression: "I, you, and Blake will go find the boss and make him change his mind and take good care of Franka! "Which other gangs give dancers a basic salary?" Are you bullying me because I just took over the Breeze Ballroom and I don't know anything, and you're encouraging me to rebel against the boss? Haha, Aurore once said that the early worm gets eaten by the bird, and the crow that sticks out gets shot... Lumian raised his hands and smiled, pinching his knuckles on both sides: "It's useless. Franca is the boss's mistress. The boss will definitely listen to her. If you want the boss to change his mind, there is only one way. That is for you to become the boss!" Can you say such a thing in front of so many people? Louis, Sakota and others behind Lumian were so scared that they almost covered their leader's mouth with their hands. Simon the Giant was also a little frightened: "What nonsense are you talking about?" Most of the thugs following him looked trembling with fear. "What I mean is..." Lumian suddenly grabbed the edge of the table and flipped it towards the "Giant" Simon! Bang! The table fell to the ground and the cups on it broke into pieces. "Giant" Simon had already left his position and took two steps back.

He had a sullen face, and as his men pressed their revolvers, he looked at Lumian and said: "What are you going to do?" Lumian stood behind the overturned wooden table and cursed angrily: "You piece of shit, do you still have the boss in your eyes? How dare you collude privately and force the boss to change his orders! "Do you really want to be the boss? "The boss's orders must be followed, both good and bad. If you have any questions, you can talk to the boss privately, but you must never collude to force him!" Such questioning directly pointed to the intention of the "giant" Simon, making him neither dare to get angry nor continue to instigate Charles. He spat and said: "Damn it, are you crazy? When did I ever want to force the boss? I just said that we should go talk to the boss and tell him that it is really unreasonable to give dancers a basic salary. It puts a great burden on us." After saying that, the "Giant" Simon waved his hand, made an expression that showed it was difficult for him to communicate with you, Charles, then turned and left. After watching him and his men walk down the stairs, Lumian laughed inwardly: Thank you so much. By tomorrow, no, tonight, the boss should know that Charles is loyal to him! Lumian suddenly saw an opportunity to gain the trust of Gardner Martin, so he decisively put on a show. He pretended to exhale angrily, restrained his expression, pointed to the messy ground, and said to Louis and others: "Tidy up." As Lumian finished speaking, he saw a person walking out of the shadows at the stairs. That was Janna who had performed in the dance hall before. Today, Janna's outfit was not so revealing. Her rose-colored long skirt was held up by the bones, like an upside-down flower. Her long brown hair was simply tied into a bun at the back of her head, and most of it was draped down softly. The dark shadows around her blue eyes were not as thick and deep as before, which made her lose some of her decadent charm and gain a more pure and beautiful feeling. The black mole was stuck in the middle of her left cheek. This represents elegance. Looking at Janna, Lumian smiled: “People in the market area can appreciate this style?” He was referring to Jenna's current style of dressing that wasn't revealing or "bitch-y." Janna smiled smugly and said: "It's not bad to do this occasionally. Franca said that sometimes, the more a man feels unsatisfied, the more he likes it. Damn, I can't understand this mentality." "What's the matter?" Lumian glanced at the waiters who were cleaning up, then found another table and sat down. Jana sat opposite him and said with a smile: “I’m here to discuss the concert fee for next week. Previously, it was 10 songs a night, 4 fils, and a third of the money thrown on the stage. "I seem to be more popular recently than in the past few months!" Lumian thought for a moment and said: "Are you under suspicion of the Sting Gang and can't sing in their dance halls anymore?" "Fuck, it makes me angry when it comes to this! Can't you disguise yourself well? It's so easy to be recognized, and it's implicated me!" Janna responded angrily. Lumian smiled: "From today on, you will still perform 10 songs a night, but the fee will be raised to 10 fils. You can take two-thirds of the money you throw on stage." Louis behind Lumian felt distressed when he heard this: Although the "little bitch" did not come to sing every night, she came quite a few times a week. By this calculation, the Breeze Ballroom would lose more than two thousand Felgins every year!

However, "Little Bitch" seemed to have helped a lot in the boss's attack on "Hammer" At, and for this she lost the chance to sing with the Sting Gang, and lost more than a thousand Felkins every year. Jana was very satisfied. 10 songs for 10 Felkin's singing fee plus two-thirds of the profit is the highest treatment in the circle of underground singers. She smiled and said: "I can only come three days next week, Friday to Sunday night." "Go to dance halls in other districts to look for opportunities?" Lumian asked casually. Janna shook her head. "No, I don't have that much time to sing. I have other things to do." "Aren't you an underground singer by profession?" Lumian asked with a little curiosity. "This is a part-time job, a part-time job!" Janna emphasized, grinning, "My main job is the shared mistress of Charles the Lion and Franca the Red Boots!" Louis was almost frightened to death when he heard this joke. In his impression, "Red Boots" Franca was a very jealous woman, and those men who tried to take advantage of the "little bitch" had all been taught a lesson by her. If the boss really became a lover of the "little bitch", he would definitely have to bear the wrath of "Red Boots"! Does this guy have another identity? Lumian thought about it and asked thoughtfully: "Is Jenna a real name or a pseudonym?" Those part-time underground singers often give themselves a pseudonym so as not to affect their other jobs. Janna raised the corners of her mouth, blinked and said: "What do you think, Mr. Charles?" She deliberately put emphasis on the name Charles, meaning that you are also using a pseudonym? After saying that, Jenna stood up, leaned forward, crossed the wooden table, leaned close to Lumian's ear, and said in a low voice: "I have listened to your conversation with Simon the Giant, and I have a sincere suggestion. "The less loyal a person is, the more they like to talk about loyalty. You're overacting, hehe." Janna then straightened up, turned around rather proudly, and walked towards the stairs. It's finally her turn to "guide" Charles! Is that so? Lumian pondered while looking at Janna’s back and said: "You didn't wear perfume today?" Janna turned around and asked with a look of joy: "So you didn't notice me coming upstairs?" PS: Ask for a guaranteed monthly ticket at the beginning of the month~ (End of this chapter)