Isn't this a joke?
Even if Cobblepot really wants to take the money back from himself...
Think whatever you want! Don't think about it!
"This matter..." Li Wei touched his chin and pondered for a moment, "Isn't this simple? Learn from Gordon!"
"Ah? Learn from Gordon?" Now it was Cobblepot's turn to be confused.
You are a gangster yourself, how can you imitate Gordon, a policeman?
"You can also set up a criminal fund like Gordon, except that Gordon's Anti-Corruption Fund distributes money to outstanding police officers, and your criminal fund collects money."
"You are King of Gotham now, and the entire Gotham belongs to you. If you want to carry out criminal activities within your sphere of influence, you must obtain your permission, and then issue some robbery licenses, casino licenses, etc. In the end, you have to pay taxes on the proceeds of crime, and you will be divided into 30% and 70% each time..."
Cobblepot never closed his mouth from the very beginning, and looked at Li Wei blankly the whole time.
It's like listening to the Bible! The whole person has been washed!
It simply opened the door to a new world for him!
His face was full of shock. He never thought that money could be made like this?!!
If I didn't have paper and pen on hand now, Cobblepot would have wanted to take notes on the spot!
He has now made up his mind to memorize every word that Dean Li Wei said today and compile it into a book when he gets back!
Li Wei also became more and more enthusiastic as he talked.
In general, the idea that Li Wei instilled in Cobblepot was to create clever names, monopolize industries, focus on tax collection and other concepts...
Well, they are all very professional financial knowledge.
When Li Wei said that his mouth was dry and he picked up the water glass and took a sip of water, he finished less than half of what he said.
"Let's talk about this today, Cobblepot. As long as you can implement what I said, your capital chain will not be a problem at all."
Cobblepot looked at Li Wei with eyes full of admiration.
Am I a bad person? No, no, no, Dean Li Wei, you are the real villain!
He had so much to learn!
Li Wei is right, on your own territory, you must abide by your own rules! As for how to set the rules, isn't it up to you to decide?
However, Cobblepot still seems to feel that something is wrong.
"This...Li Wei Dean, 30% of tax revenue is a bit too much, isn't it? Should it be less? For example, 10% or 150% or something like that..."
After Cobblepot expressed his concerns.
What he got in exchange was Li Wei's angry eyes.
"What 30%! It's 70%! 70% of the tax is yours!"
Cobblepot:...
"Cobblepot, do you have any misunderstanding about the profits of the criminal industry! If it weren't for huge profits, who would go into the criminal industry?"
"If you want to commit crimes on your territory, you have to pay taxes! The fewer people in each line of work, the greater the profits!"
"You can also issue some limited licenses. It is not as good as some flour-selling industries, where the tax is 80% or 90%, and you only need to be responsible for waiting for them to be caught, and then go to the Gotham police station to recruit people..."
"As for those who don't obey the rules, either kill them or give them to Gordon as achievements..."
How to say...
Now Cobblepot is already shocked by Li Wei.
Compared with him, I am simply a good person!
Cobblepot is very lucky that Li Wei did not choose the gangster industry. Otherwise, according to Li Wei's brain circuit, I am afraid that he would have killed him!
At the same time, the conversation between the two people also made Cobblepot make up his mind. He would rather become Li Wei's subordinate than Li Wei's enemy...
Five hundred million dollars in exchange for this knowledge.
Not only is it not a loss, it is simply a huge profit!
Five hundred million is just a lump sum of money, but these policies are long-term solutions!
The combined profits are definitely more than 500 million US dollars!
Under the adoring gaze of Cobblepot, he kept every "policy" Li Wei said in mind.
After remembering all the policies, Cobblepot stopped delaying and stood up to say goodbye to Li Wei.
He now wants to go back and implement it as soon as possible. If it is later, he is afraid that something will be missed.
Cobblepot is a good person. Before leaving Arkham Asylum, he took the initiative to share half of the benefits brought by these "policies" to Li Wei.
But he was rejected righteously by Li Wei.
"Mr. Cobblepot, I am just an ordinary Gotham City citizen. My greatest advantage is abiding by laws and regulations. I will never do anything that violates the law!"
Cobblepot:...
Was it all my fault that I co-authored the crime?
Now Cobblepot seems to understand why there has been no evidence pointing to Li Wei for so long.
But this is indeed something he cannot learn.
"Okay, Dean Li Wei, I will donate again after a while." Cobblepot said another way.
"Then I would like to thank you in advance for your generosity on behalf of the patients in Arkham Asylum who are suffering from the disease!"
Li Wei also changed his face, stood up from the chair, and enthusiastically held Cobblepot's hand.
Li Wei's original plan was to give Hero Template to him this time when Cobblepot came to donate to him.
But now after listening to what Cobblepot said, Li Wei has a new plan. Why don't we see how Cobblepot can stir up the muddy water of Gotham!
Moreover, he doesn't have a lot of Soul Essence on hand now. After buying Hero Template, there will be nothing left.
After sending Cobblepot away from Arkham Asylum, Gordon and Harvey in front of the door also left long ago.
Arkham Asylum finally restored its former purity.
Of course, if the price of not being clean is to get 500 million US dollars, then Li Wei feels that it is not unacceptable to make a noise for a while.
Li Wei came to the ward area and released Jonathan from the ward.
In fact, the Gotham City government's medical subsidy for Jonathan has been received, and the amount is quite large. The first phase of treatment cost more than 100,000 US dollars.
But compared with the US$500 million that he had just received, it was just a drop in the bucket.
Jonathan can definitely make more contributions!
Li Wei smiled and handed him the large jar of Fear Gas he just got from Indian Hill Hospital.
"Jonathan, follow me to go through the discharge procedures later. You can leave the hospital tonight and do what you want to do..."
Chapter 87 Fear comes to Gotham!
Jonathan obediently went through the discharge procedures with Li Wei.
The whole process was very formal, and Li Wei even asked Warwick to videotape the entire process.
After all, with Gordon, a police officer who "adheres to principles", it is better not to be caught with pigtails.
Otherwise, Li Wei can only kill him and find an absolutely just person to represent him.
Very time consuming.
After completing the process, the sky outside had darkened.
The moon is dark and the wind is high, it's a murderous night!
He is looking forward to how powerful the first Hero Template, which is priced at 4800, can be!
Although the power of Jonathan is still weak now, it is only relative!
As long as you have fear, Jonathan will become stronger!
The ancient fear is finally out!
Before Joanson left Arkham Asylum, Li Wei asked Warwick and Dr. Hugo to give him the manufacturing method of Fear Gas.
So, next, if there are no special events, Jonathan does not need to return to Arkham Asylum, it only needs to spread fear in Gotham!
It is equivalent to the automatic hang-up upgrade machine that Li Wei keeps in Gotham.
Jonathan knows this, but he doesn't care, he just wants to spread fear!
Let all Gotham City citizens have a taste of being dominated by fear!
But before that, he needed to do one more thing.
That is to find a place to stay!
After his father, Gilderoy Klein, was arrested, their original house was sealed by Wayne Bank because no one repaid the loan, so naturally they could not go back.
At night, Jonathan grabbed a gangster wandering around on the street and dragged him into a dark alley.
Don't think that just because Fiddlesticks is positioned as a mage in the game, his physical strength is weak.
As one of the original demons, no matter how weak he is, he will never be weaker than an ordinary person!
"Quack, quack..." In a burst of crow's crow, Jonathan turned into a Scarecrow!
In the darkness, a Scarecrow grabbed his clothes and held a rusty sickle in his hand. The blade of the sickle shone with a cold light against the moonlight.
Scarecrow's mouth was split open, and the straw formed ferocious saw teeth in his mouth.
"Tell me, where is your home?" A gloomy and hoarse voice echoed in the dark alley.
Just seeing this scene in front of him almost scared the shit out of him.
Gotham Beast, Kadar Jhin, Bomb Man, and Poison Gas Man, these urban legends they have just adapted to.
But why does a Scarecrow appear in the darkness now?
The little gangster is about to collapse in his heart!
Gotham Is it hell?
Faced with the sickle on his neck, the gangster didn't dare to lie. He didn't even think about why the other party wanted to ask about the location of his home, so he immediately took advantage of it.
Jonathan didn't even need to ask, he even directly told her about the time when he was a child and watched the widow next door take a bath.
"... If you can spare my life, I will definitely change! I will definitely be a good person in the future..." The sobs of the gangster echoed faintly in the alley.
Jonathan wanted to kill him with a single scythe, but then he suddenly remembered his advanced training course in Arkham Asylum.
He grinned and put down the scythe on the opponent's neck.
But at this time, the little gangster didn't feel the slightest sense of security, because under the dim moonlight, the opponent's already ferocious mouth became even more ferocious.
"Of course, I won't kill you. Your attitude of admitting your mistake is very good..." Jonathan said as he stretched out his other hand to touch his waist, "You are alive... it's good."
After saying that, Jonathan stretched out his waist and took out an iron can with a spray spout, and pressed it.
A stream of yellow-green gas spurted out from it, spraying solidly on the little gangster's face.
Facing the Fear Gas coming towards him, the gangster was so frightened that he subconsciously opened his mouth wide and inhaled a lot of Fear Gas.
The strong feeling of suffocation made the little gangster kneel down and cover his chest.
His face was flushed and he squeezed his lungs hard, trying to get as much air as possible.
But his eyes couldn't help but turn black...
When the light returned to the little gangster's eyes, he discovered that the strange man who had originally captured him here had disappeared.
There was only a silent alley in front of him, as if everything was his imagination.
Just when the gangster didn't understand all this, he was horrified to find that the alley in front of him was slowly twisting.
A large group of crows spewed out from the distortion and rushed toward him. At the same time, a series of bizarre scenes occurred around him at the same time.