Since Maurice Singleton was going to pay, Yusuf Zuck didn’t mind waiting another day, and so he stayed an additional day.
However, when Maurice Singleton found Yusuf Zuck the next day and provided the financial settlement list, Yusuf Zuck was a bit stunned.
Juarez is one of the five major powers in Mexico, with extensive territory, various business interests, and engaging mainly in arms and drug trade, so its foundation is very solid.
On Juarez’s books, there were a total of over thirty billion Mexican pesos.
The peso is the currency of Mexico, and one US dollar can be exchanged for forty-five pesos, which means that over forty billion pesos would convert to six or seven hundred million US dollars.
A gang having six or seven hundred million dollars in savings, not even including assets such as territories and fixed properties, was astonishing.
"I had the finance department do a preliminary calculation, and based on your forty percent silent partnership, that’s two hundred and forty million US dollars. This figure is very large, and since there isn’t a branch of the Bank of China in Mexico, we can only transfer through our Central Bank here to your account at the Bank of China back home. Also, we will wire the money under the guise of investment, otherwise the International Monetary Fund will suspect money laundering!"
"I’m not familiar with this kind of thing, just transfer it to me. However, I don’t have a Bank of China account yet. I’ll set one up now. Um, you have Citibank here, right? Help me withdraw the money from my checks as well and transfer it all together."
"No problem, we are very meticulous with our money laundering," Maurice Singleton nodded. Their organization’s financial resources were illicit, so naturally they had their own money laundering channels. Once the money was transferred to Yusuf Zuck’s account in the mainland, it would then belong to him personally, available for withdrawal at any time. The source of this content ɪs novᴇlfire.net
Yusuf Zuck didn’t understand how to launder money, nor did he know what money laundering really was, but he knew he had struck it rich this time. With his previous four hundred million US dollars plus the new two hundred and forty million, that amounted to over six hundred million US dollars. When converted to renminbi, that was almost thirty billion, nearly forty billion renminbi.
Forty billion renminbi—Yusuf Zuck’s head swam at the thought. An overseas trip had netted him forty billion, suddenly turning him into a real billionaire.
Yusuf Zuck called Miles O’brien. In truth, he trusted everyone back home, but Miles O’brien was the one he felt most at ease with, as her desires were not so intense. Therefore, even if she suddenly came into a lot of money, she would be cautious and not flaunt it.
"Use your ID card to go to the Bank of China immediately and set up an account that can receive foreign currency. Um, you can keep this to yourself, don’t let others know. Once it’s done, call me."
"I have a Bank of China account," Miles O’brien answered.
"Alright then, give me your account number," Yusuf Zuck said as he took out a pen and paper.
After searching for a moment, roughly two minutes, Miles O’brien picked up the phone again and provided the account holder’s name and account number.
After they both carefully confirmed the details, they hung up. Maurice Singleton then stood up, prepared to take him to Citibank to withdraw the check’s amount and transfer it back home as well.
"Actually, HSBC, Citibank of Switzerland, and this bank are all quite good. You could set up accounts with these three banks back in your country, and we will directly deposit your silent partnership dividends into them in the future!"
"Um, I’ll do it as soon as I get back. First, let’s go transfer the money!"
The two men, along with Juarez’s finance team, were busy for an entire afternoon and finally managed to wire all the US dollars from Mexico’s Central Bank to the Bank of China before the banks closed for the day.
It was only after the money had been transferred that Yusuf Zuck finally breathed a long sigh of relief. Until the money had reached his account, he had not felt at ease. But now that the money was in China, in Miles O’brien’s hands, he could finally rest easy.
"By the way, sir, two days from now, at six in the morning, Macklin Greene will arrive in China, and I hope you can arrange someone to pick her up at the airport. She is still a child and this is her first long journey, so I hope you can take good care of her!"
"Of course, you reminded me—I almost forgot. I’ll let them know," Yusuf Zuck said as he picked up the phone again, calling Jerome Hart. He wanted Jerome Hart to pick Macklin up from the airport. Even though there wouldn’t be any language barriers for Macklin after she arrived in China, compared to the likes of Samuel Ross and other rough characters, Jerome Hart, who had been abroad and spoke English, was a better choice.
Once the call connected, Yusuf Zuck explained the situation over the phone, emphasizing that Jerome must take good care of Macklin, and also gave Jerome Macklin’s phone number.
Jerome Hart, of course, didn’t have much to say, only urging Yusuf to come back soon since his clinic was about to open. They couldn’t do it without Yusuf—they were waiting for his red envelope.
Yusuf laughed and promised that there would be a hefty red envelope for the clinic’s opening.
In fact, Yusuf knew he had to distribute wealth upon his return home.
Yusuf was aware that his sudden windfall had come a bit too easily, and easy come, easy go, as they say. So, spreading some of it around would not only give him peace of mind, but also make the lives of the brothers who followed him better and ensure their loyalty.
"Sir, there’s another thing I hope you can agree to," after getting everything settled, Maurice Singleton took Yusuf to a Chinese restaurant. Of course, Maurice was now in charge, so about a dozen bodyguards protected him and kept watch around the place.
"You want to stay behind, don’t you?" Yusuf said with a smile.
"Yes," replied Maurice, somewhat embarrassedly, "We’ve just gone through an internal and external restructuring, and I’m afraid that leaving now may lead to unexpected changes, so... so I hope you understand, sir. But I’ve already found a Chinese translator who can accompany you."
"That’ll do," Yusuf nodded and said, "Let him come with me, but having him wait at the airport is enough. Buy my ticket for me when I leave!"
"Sir, you should learn some English. English is universally useful," suggested Maurice.
Yusuf laughed and said, "I will if I find the time, but after I meet with the person sent by the Las Vegas Gaming Guild to take over, you need to help me vet them. Mainly, I want to collect information about the Las Vegas Gaming Guild. This time, I’m going for a killing. It wouldn’t do to get there and not know who to kill. Also, after I leave, spread the word that I’m going there for revenge!"
"Sir, you don’t know who to kill?" Maurice was a bit stunned.
"I only have a rough idea. Four casinos: Hilton, Gold, MGM, and Horseshoe. Well, and then there’s Four Queens, which we’ll have to discuss when the time comes."
"So, you mean that these four casinos have wronged you, and while you want revenge, you can’t find their hidden backers, right?" Maurice quickly grasped the situation.
"Exactly. Your men in Juarez killed my friend, but the real culprits are the casinos in Las Vegas. I won their money, but they couldn’t stand to see me take it, so they tried to kill me. That’s what it comes down to. Now, I’m going back to kill them."
After some thought, Maurice said, "If that’s the case, it’s going to be difficult. Each of those casinos you mentioned likely has more than one behind-the-scenes controlling shareholder, each with several or perhaps dozens of shareholders. And these shareholders are not at the casino, or even in Las Vegas."
"The same goes for the casino managers; there isn’t just one. So, at that point, you won’t be able to identify your targets."
"Of course, I have a suggestion that might work," Maurice said with a sly smile. "Arson. Since you don’t know anyone, you can just go ahead and hit one casino after another. After you finish with each one, set it on fire. That would hurt them deeply and be a lesson they’d never forget!"
Yusuf looked at Maurice appreciatively and praised, "I find you’re quite a pro at dirty work!"