Lumian walked back to his seat and sat down quite casually. He looked at the "giant" Simon opposite him and asked, "What's the matter?"
The light blue eyes of the Giant Simon swept over Louis and Sakota behind Lumian: "Aren't they Brinell's people? You actually 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.
After hearing this, Lumian wanted to applaud and thank 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 laughed and said, "What do you mean by Brinell's men? I used to be Brinell's men!"
"We are all members of the Sava Party, and we are all Boss Pan's people. As long as I remain loyal to the Boss, I don't have to worry about them betraying me!"
Louis and Sacotta nodded frequently, full of admiration for Charles' magnanimity: Yes, Baron Brinell did change our status in the Savoy Party and gave us great trust, but we are always 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!
Simon the Giant 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 very ambitious."
Do you think Baron Brinell is not so 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 Party boss, was a bit miserable. His most capable subordinates were not so loyal, his favorite mistress had other purposes, and the newcomer he just promoted was a spy sent by other organizations.
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, Simon the Giant turned the topic back on track: "I came to you to talk about the basic salary of dancers."
++Fuck, why should we pay those bitches every day even if they don't have any customers
Franca was too domineering and went too far. Relying on the fact that she was the boss's mistress, she actually made 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 1.5 Felkin a day. They're busy from morning till night!"
In Trier, the cost of employing female workers is about 55% to 17% of that of employing male workers. Those who are 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 are unwilling to go to Nightingale Street, where the prices are cheaper and the basic salary is lower... Why are you also swearing like Franca and Janna? Is swearing contagious? Aurore also seems to have sworn like this when she went crazy and shouted on horseback... Lumian deliberately ignored the hint given by Louis's eyes and asked with a smile, "What do you want to do?"
Simon the Giant maintained an angry expression: "I, you, and Blake will go find the boss together. We must make him change his mind and let him take good care of Franka! Which other gangs would give dancers a basic salary?"
Are you bullying me because I just took over Breeze Ballroom and I don't know anything? Are you instigating me to rebel against the boss? Haha, Aurore said that the early worm gets eaten by the bird, and the crow that sticks out gets shot... Lumian raised his hands and smiled while pinching his knuckles on both sides: "It's useless. Franka 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 you become the boss!"
How could such words be said 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.
The "giant" Simon was also a little frightened: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Most of the thugs following him looked trembling with fear.
"I mean..." 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.
Simon the Giant had already left his position and took two steps back. He looked sullenly at Lumian as his men pressed their revolvers. He asked, "What are you going to do?"
Lumian stood behind the overturned wooden table and angrily cursed: "You piece of shit, do you still have the boss in your eyes? You actually dared to collude privately and force the boss to change the order! Do you really want to be the boss?"
"The boss's orders must be followed, good or 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 sick in the head? 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 enter the stairs and walk down, Lumian laughed secretly in his heart: 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 Gardner Martin's trust, so he performed decisively.
He pretended to be angry and exhaled, then restrained his expression, pointed to the mess on the ground, and said to Louis and others: "Clean it up."
As Lumian finished speaking, he saw a person walking out from the shadow of the stairs.
That was Janna who had performed in the dance hall before.
Today, Jana's clothes were not so revealing. Her rose-colored long skirt was supported by the bone support, 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 smoothly. Her blue eyes were not as strong and deep as before, which made her lose some of her decadent charm and have a more pure and beautiful feeling. The black mole was attached to the middle of her left cheek. This represents elegance.
Looking at Janna, Lumian laughed, "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 across from him and said with a smile, "I'm here to discuss the concert fee for next week. Previously, it was 4 Felkins for 10 songs a night, and one-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 suspected by the Sting Gang and can't sing in their dance halls?"
++I get angry when I talk about this! Can't you just disguise yourself? It's so easy to be recognized, and it also implicates me! Janna responded angrily.
Lumian smiled and said, "From today on, you will still sing 10 songs a night, but the fee will be raised to 10 Felgin. You can take two-thirds of the money you throw on the stage."
Louis, who was standing behind Lumian, felt distressed when he heard this. Although the "little bitch" did not come to sing every night, she came quite often every week. By this calculation, Breeze Ballroom would lose more than 2,000 Felgins every year!
No, "Little Bitch" seemed to have helped a lot in the boss's attack on "Hammer" At, and for this she lost the opportunity to sing with the Sting Gang, and the loss was 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, "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 'Red Boots' Franka!"
Hearing this joke, Louis was almost frightened to the point of his legs going limp.
In his impression, "Red Boots" Franca was a very jealous woman, and those men who tried to take advantage of the "little bitch" were taught a lesson by her.
If the boss really becomes a lover of the little bitch, he will definitely have to bear the wrath of "Red Boots"!
Does this guy have another identity? Lumian thought for a moment and asked thoughtfully, "Is Janna your real name or a pseudonym?"
Those underground singers who work part-time 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 that, Janna 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 the giant Simon, 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 proudly, and walked towards the stairs.
It’s finally her turn to “guide” Charles!
Really? Lumian pondered while looking at Jenna'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 going upstairs?"