Chapter 68 Establishing A Security Company!
Polka Bar, Boss's Office
Ryder was sitting on the VIP sofa, drinking water, while George stood across from him respectfully.
"Don't be so formal, have a seat and speak!" Ryder said.
George chuckled and nodded before sitting down.
"How is the progress on wrapping up the remaining tasks from Tony's business after his car killed Joseph and he got charged?" Ryder asked.
"Ever since Tony's resources were swiftly integrated by me, there's only a small number of loose ends left that require a bit of effort. Other than that, everything else is taken care of! Ultimately, I must express my gratitude to you. If it wasn't for your appreciation, it would have taken much longer for my influence to absorb Tony," George answered respectfully.
Ryder waved his hand and smiled, saying, "Speaking of all this seems unnecessary, considering you've helped me numerous times before. I've kept those things in mind."
George felt a bit excited.
Although he wasn't clear about Ryder's true identity, judging by the attitude of Scott, Ryder was definitely more than just the President of Maple Real Estate. He was an existence that George couldn't reach even if he struggled his whole life.
It was crucial for his future development to have someone of such stature remember him for his small favors.
Continuing, Ryder said, "Actually, I came to see you today to discuss something."
"Please, go ahead!"
"As we both know, although there are still many gray areas, we are gradually facing more and more pressure. Considering your current influence, you've become quite powerful in Houston. Taking one step further could lead to catastrophic consequences, wouldn't you agree?"
George gave a bitter smile and nodded, "You're right. From an outsider's perspective, our line of work seems carefree and unrestrained, but in reality, each person lives in constant unease. If our influence is too small, we're bullied, and if it's too large, the government starts eyeing us. It's possible we'll end up in prison.
"Currently, the largest business I have is Polka Bar. While the daily sales revenue is high, aside from normal expenses and maintaining relationships, I don't actually earn much throughout the year. To be honest, I've considered transitioning more than once before, but due to various factors, I've always put it on hold."
Ryder took a sip of tea and said, "I have a suggestion. What do you think about establishing a security company? You can recruit your subordinates and train those with relatively good overall qualities to become professionals, giving them legitimate careers. It will make their lives happier than the current situation. Plus, it won't affect the development of your influence!"
Upon hearing this, George's eyes lit up. "To be honest with you, I've considered this proposition before and even spent some time planning and strategizing. However, I eventually gave up due to financial issues.
"After all, a security company requires a significant amount of capital in the initial stages. Especially now, with Tony's influence integrated, the number of personnel under my command has increased, and the required funds..."
"Will a personal investment of 3 billion US dollars be enough?" Ryder interrupted him.
"3 billion US dollars for investment?" George's face was shocked!
Tony had been in Houston for decades and finally accumulated all his assets to only three billion US dollars.
As for George, he had a shallow foundation and had less than two billion US dollars, with no more than twenty million US dollars in cash.
That's why, with his financial strength, it would be difficult for him to establish a security company.
However, Ryder just offered an investment of 3 billion US dollars. It was more than enough to establish a security company! It might even be a company of extraordinary scale!
"I am grateful for your kindness. I... I don't know how to thank you!" George grabbed a half-liter bottle of vodka from the table, opened the cap, and drank it all in one go!
Seeing this, Ryder was impressed. This guy can hold his liquor!
"I am just a crude person who can't think of any other way to show loyalty. I can only use alcohol. Anyway, when I finish this bottle, it means that I am completely yours. I won't refuse anything you ask of me!" George knelt down and said excitedly.
Although George had helped Ryder several times before, it was mostly because of Scott.
But now it was different. He genuinely wanted to follow Ryder. Even though he was quite influential in Houston, in the eyes of the real wealthy and powerful figures, he was just a hoodlum.
But now Ryder had given him an opportunity, an opportunity to transform himself and have a seat at the grand table. Such kindness was rare!
For Ryder, he naturally understood George's thoughts.
This was also his most important objective for coming tonight, to completely win over George.
After all, if he wanted to continue growing and fully inherit his father's legacy to fulfill his wishes, he needed the support of more powerful confidants!
George's abilities and temperament were both very suitable!
Ryder stood up and helped George up from his kneeling position, smiling as he said, "I'll transfer the 3 billion US dollars to you later, and then I'll leave the establishment of the security company entirely to you. I look forward to good news from you!"
Saying that, Ryder opened his phone and asked George for his bank account details, so he could transfer the three billion US dollars to him.
He still had over six billion US dollars in pocket money!
When George saw the endless zeros in his bank account, he became excited, and asked anxiously, "Mr. Clark, if you don't mind me asking, aren't you worried that I might run away with this money?"
"I can give you the money because I trust your character! Of course, if something really saddening happens, you should also believe that no matter where you go, I can eventually find you, right?" Ryder said with a smile.
Hearing this, cold sweat broke out on George's bald head, and he nodded repeatedly.
"I have some things to do, so I'll take my leave!" Ryder stood up.
"I'll take you there!" George said respectfully with a smile.
Meanwhile, Outside Polka Bar
Scarlett covered her reddened forehead and stood on the side of the road, waiting for someone.
Soon, a black car pulled over, and a person got out.
"Hey, you finally came!" Scarlett hurriedly greeted him.
Allan frowned as he looked at Scarlett's swollen forehead. "Damn, who did this to you? I bet he doesn't plan to stay in Houston anymore!"
Scarlett pouted and complained while hugging Allan's arm, "Cousin, you have to help me. That person is still inside the bar, and I've been waiting at the door. He hasn't come out yet!"
"Don't worry, that bastard won't get away, and there are more helpers coming soon. No matter who that person is, he's done for tonight!" Allan said fiercely.
Scarlett looked expectantly and asked, "Cousin, who are these helpers?"
With a proud expression, Allan answered, "Miss Elena from the Windsor Group!"
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