Service Provider

In reality, it was still a long way from what Mooney Fisher could be satisfied with. But she was also familiar with how to deal with this kind of person who responded to gentle persuasion but not force; she had to test the other person's bottom line step by step and push forward one step at a time.

Trying to achieve the desired result in one go will likely only provoke resentment.

On the other hand, the more he enters the Continental Hotel system, the more services he uses, and the deeper he gets involved, the more he inevitably has to pay.

Everything is equivalent, so there's no need to rush.

Compared to Moonie's silent contemplation, the old resident doctor, who had a direct stake in the matter, asked with a strange expression, "Kid, are you trying to steal my business?"

Henry quickly explained, "I don't intend to stay in the hotel; I want to open a medical station or some kind of Black Clinic outside."

"I imagine there are quite a few people who can't get into legitimate hospitals, and I can provide services for them. Of course, it will be under the guise of Continental Hotel, or through a cooperation method you approve of."

If I stayed to work as the hotel's resident doctor, there might be fewer troubles, but that would be tantamount to being kept in captivity.

Moreover, those who can enter the hotel have already been screened, which is different from Henry's original intention. He doesn't intend to just accept Gold Coin for his services, nor does he only want to treat some knife and gun wounds. Therefore, opening a business outside is the most suitable choice.

Besides, things have been pretty chaotic on the streets of Los Angeles lately, according to Old Gary. Injured people aren't always the kind who can just go home, put on an OK bandage, or get into a proper hospital. That's when unlicensed quacks find work.

As for whether we'll encounter other troubles, we'll have to see how things unfold. After all, this is something we've never done before, and the people we'll be dealing with are likely the types we haven't encountered much before. It's not something that Super Brain can predict everything.

Mooney didn't answer directly, but instead gave Charlie a wink, the old gunslinger who was always talking about retiring.

He said, "You can teach the man you brought his manners. I'll handle the FBI matter."

Having said that, ignoring old Charlie's disgusted expression, Mooney Fisher left with her people. As for recording credits and paying rewards, those tasks were handled by other specialists.

Charlie walked up to Henry, rubbing his unshaven stubble, and said with a look of regret, "I kind of regret not just shooting you dead in that black man's house."

"Ha, you can't do it," Henry mocked.

Charlie replied dismissively, "I know I can't do it. Even if I used that Vampires or Mutants, the result would probably be the same. But as long as I offend you, this trouble won't be my problem anymore."

"Although I don't know that woman very well, regardless of whether we have any grudges, what are the chances that she will still give you this job?" Henry asked.

Charlie sighed deeply and said, "Ugh, don't even mention it." Then, his serious tone came through, and he said, "It's very simple to log in and become a service provider for Continental Hotel."

"As long as you have a guide, figure out the scope of services you want to provide, and have a place or phone number where people can find you..."

Just write it down in the hotel's address book.

"However, once you become a service provider, you must abide by the High Table's rules. Although you previously had the right to choose whether or not to accept services, you cannot refuse when someone offers you Gold Coin and seeks help within your area of business."

"The only reason you can refuse is if you're already serving other Gold Coin and don't have the extra hands to help a newcomer. If you have a history of refusing multiple times, you'll be excluded from Continental Hotel, and the consequences—"

Charlie had intended to sneer, but looking at the man whose clothes were riddled with bullet holes yet who was still so lively, he looked like a defeated rooster and said with a slightly dejected expression, "Anyway, none of the business will be open to you anymore."

After understanding, Henry tried to explain, "In other words, What If...? I register as a healer and someone comes to me to buy a gun, I can refuse; but if they come to me to treat injuries, I can't refuse under any circumstances."

"Yes, and it's unconditional treatment, regardless of the cause of the injury or the patient's background. The only exception is those whose services are being closed by the High Table or Continental Hotel. If you accept Gold Coin and work for such people, you'll be considered a traitor."

After hearing Charlie's further explanation, Henry asked, "If you've already accepted Gold Coin, can't you charge me for anything else? I can't exactly use Gold Coin to buy everyday food, can I?"

Charlie replied, "Once the service provider has accepted the Gold Coin, they cannot charge any other fees; that's the rule. What If...? you're short of money, the Continental Hotel offers a service where one Gold Coin can be exchanged for ten thousand."

"Perhaps some private exchanges could yield higher prices, but usually no one is willing to do that. This exchange rate severely undervalues Gold Coin; some Gold Coin services are priceless."

This is similar to banks buying gold or foreign exchange; there's a price difference between the bank's selling price and its purchase price, rather than the buying and selling prices being exactly equal. The bank doesn't want people to quickly profit from the bank's transactions.

Having grasped the general responsibilities and obligations, Henry was not opposed to becoming a partner of Continental Hotel.

While it's still uncertain whether there are any hidden dangers behind these rules, at this stage, the Continental Hotel's influence is relatively mild in addressing potential problems caused by the Henry.

At least it doesn't mean Henry has to become a scapegoat, letting the FBI smear him, or that he has to clash with the official forces represented by the FBI and then be forced to become a villain.

Things that can be solved through transactions and wisdom should not be solved with fists. Although super strength may be the fastest solution under the thinking of Super Brain, it is not necessarily the optimal solution.

After thinking it through, Henry asked, "So, you're my guide?"

"No," Charlie shook his head, pointing to Henry's pocket, and said, "The one who traded with you for Gold Coin was the one."

"Mr. John Wick?"

"The Russian Mob's Baba Yaga," Charlie said, referring to John's nickname.

Although he already knew, this was the first time he had heard of it in this world. So Henry feigned surprise and said, "

Ah, it's him.

"Yes. Although Baba Yaga didn't take out Gold Coin to ask anyone to do him a favor, since he was the one who gave you the first one, no one would be so ungrateful as to deliberately embarrass the person he brought in."

"So, I've found a really strong backer?" Henry asked tentatively.

Charlie bluntly poured cold water on the idea, saying, "You're overthinking it. This face-saving is only useful this once. If you really offend someone, it'd be best if Baba Yaga was standing by your side."

"Otherwise, whatever's going to happen will still happen. Don't forget, they mainly operate in New York, and this is Los Angeles."

"What a pity," Henry said regretfully.