In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 823: The gangster dilemma (medium)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

"Yes, I was born here, probably more than 50 years ago? I can't remember, my parents threw me in a trash can, and I picked it up for a tracker who worked at the dock."

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"My luck is not bad, isn't it? My father is very capable and can support me. Although he was beaten to death later, at least I grew up to adulthood smoothly..."

In the ward, a slightly obese gang leader leaned against the wall, smoking a cigar, and recalled: "I think you are quite young, so you have never experienced that era. It was really magnificent at that time. I used the word correctly. Right?"

"Yes, you all know, I'm a newcomer, not only just arrived at the hospital, but also just got a gun and a whip," Bruce said very cryptically, but everyone else smiled and said: "Then you are quite experienced. There are quite a few newcomers who have offended everyone here just after killing their boss."

"I know very well that many friends have multiple paths." Bruce also lit a cigar, wrinkled his eyes and took a puff, and said, "Actually, I'm also worrying about the next path."

"What are you worrying about, isn't life so easy now?" A younger gangster boss on the other side said, "It's much better than ten years ago. The gun still hurts until now..."

"You're lucky." The fat boss said, "When I first came to Gotham, no one told you how to behave. The whole city was in such a mess that it was impossible to see."

"Oh, that's right." He spoke again, looked at Bruce and asked, "Boy, did you take the position after killing your elders? Or did you **** it from someone else?"

"I don't have any elders." Bruce shrugged his shoulders and said: "I just can't understand the boss in my area. I lied that I was a businessman from other places and killed him with a gun. Fortunately, That guy himself is very bad, and he also deducted the wages of the people under him. Everyone has tolerated him for a long time, and I picked it up."

The fat boss raised his eyebrows and said: "You are really capable and dare to shoot directly, but that's fine, you are so young, if you kill your father or uncle, you will be in trouble later."

"What do you mean?" Bruce asked.

The fat boss waved his hand and said, "If you don't have any roots, and you make your own way, then everyone will be more tolerant to you, but if you are brought into the social circle by your father or uncle, then as long as you have a little If you go out of line, everyone will think you are unreliable and will not do business with you."

Bruce frowned and said: "Why do I have no foundation, but will be more tolerant to me?"

The younger boss on the other side said: "Don't you know this yet? If you haven't learned the rules from your elders, then everyone will treat you as a countryman. It's okay to be ugly once in a while, and I am too. This way."

"However, if you are a child from a gangster family, you learn the rules from your parents every day, watch what they do every day, and you still make mistakes, doesn't that mean you are stupid?"

Bruce didn't think there was such a difference, he said: "Then if I make a fool of myself, wouldn't they laugh at me as well?"

"It's okay, I've been laughed at before." The younger boss lit a cigar and said, "As long as you don't make those fundamental mistakes, it's okay to be laughed at twice."

"After all, you don't know it because you haven't learned it, but if you have learned it, and you haven't learned it after so many years, how can people do business with you? Who would learn the most basic etiquette so much? A mentally handicapped person who hasn’t learned how to do business for many years?”

Bruce nodded, and the fat boss said, "Speaking of this, I just think of my daughter, thank God, she doesn't have the brains for free love, but don't mention it to me, let alone look at her." Son of a rich businessman, those playboys don't have a good thing..."

The fat boss took a puff of his cigar and said, "I wanted to send her to a missionary middle school, but my wife told me that she wouldn't learn anything there, and she wouldn't even reply to the invitation, and she would be rejected." It's a joke."

"Church high school? Shouldn't be bad?" Bruce said, "Especially the most famous girls' school in the city."

The fat boss waved his hand disdainfully and said, "It's good, but you have to see what they teach. They taught my daughter to read the Bible, make a tailor, arrange flowers, and draw pictures. But the problem is, she will marry in the future." To the Lawrence family."

"She will become the wife of Lawrence Jr., the mistress of the Lawrence family. What's the use of knowing these things? Match Malone...is that your name?"

"Let me ask you, if you want to visit the Lawrence family for something, you write a letter of greeting and send it to their mailbox. At this time, should you expect their reply?"

Bruce nodded and said, "Of course."

"But if the mistress of their family is a stupid girl who doesn't even know who you are or what level you are, how can you expect him to give you a suitable reply?"

The fat boss exhaled smoke and said, "The Lawrence family is much stronger than you. If a small person like you wants to visit their home, of course they can't respond too enthusiastically, otherwise they won't be able to deal with families of the same level."

"However, if the wording of agreement is written too indifferently, you will mistake it for rejection. If you want to grasp this degree, in addition to the wording above, you should also look at the handwriting and the texture of the letter. Looking at the time of the reply, I can't grasp these well, isn't it offending people?"

Bruce thought about it, and felt that it was true, not to mention the gangsters with many rules, even in the gatherings of the upper class in Gotham, there are all kinds of troublesome rules.

Men can do a little better. Those ladies and ladies can have hundreds of exquisiteness in a string of necklaces and a headgear.

Who wears the new style, who wears the old style, who gave the fan, who wears the hat in which direction, all of them are particular, who got engaged recently, who gave birth recently, which family happened Any changes can be seen from the details of basic necessities of life.

The reason why Bruce didn't feel difficult was because the disguise of Bruce Wayne was a rotten playboy. He could lose his temper at the banquet at will, and no one could do anything to him. He can come to the magnificent mansion just after working out, wearing sportswear, and the waiter and manager have to laugh with him.

As for the invitations, he didn't even look at them, and Alfred wouldn't tell him, the only thing he would tell him would be "the certain family invited you over, see if you want to come over" or something like that, If Bruce said no, Alfred wouldn't have asked him how to write the invitation.

To put it simply, Bruce's parents, housekeeper and his own disguised identity have avoided these messy secret rules for him. No one in Gotham dared to offend him, so what rules should he obey?

And at this moment, he put himself in the shoes of others, if he didn't have the status of the Wayne family, the diligent old housekeeper, and the disguised identity of Bruce Wayne, he would be just an ordinary wealthy businessman. If he wanted to integrate into the circle of Gotham, he would have to work hard.

Not to mention how to write greeting cards and invitations? He even takes care of who the sender is, what clothes he wears, and what posture he uses when walking. Even if Batman has 48 hours a day, he still has to be tired and vomit blood.

Now, Bruce understands what Schiller was asking. At the beginning, he asked Schiller to experience life in the slums with him, but Schiller asked him, "Do you really think living in the slums is better than being in the upper class?" Is class life more difficult?"

What Schiller is actually referring to is that in the slums, your relatives, friends, brothers and colleagues are your help, but in the upper class, all these people are your troubles.

There is a little misstep, this group of people will not say anything on the surface, but they will definitely gossip behind their backs, if it spreads out, it will affect their reputation, and business will be difficult.

For people like Bruce with high IQ and low EQ, it is actually better to live in the slums. As long as he can turn the corner, his high IQ can bring him a lot of primitive accumulation of capital, completely You can live comfortably in this environment.

But when it comes to those open and secret fights among the upper class, you come and go, Bruce's perception of emotions and the expression of his own emotions are not enough for him to capture this undercurrent and understand everyone's psychology. do the best.

Batman is a mental patient. The slums don't care if you are mentally ill or not, but the upper class is different. If you are not high enough, but you do something extraordinary, you will never be able to integrate into their circle.

Bruce was thinking like this, and the young gangster said: "My son is only three years old this year, and I plan to take him to meet his two uncles when he is five years old. He is a shipping businessman, and, when he is in elementary school, I want him to go to a community elementary school..."

At this time, the fat boss clicked his lips and said: "Don't do it, Doyle, for the sake of our previous cooperation, I remind you not to let him go to school, it is for his own good."

The gang boss named Doyle frowned with some doubts and said, "Why? In the community where I live, many people send their children to school."

"That's because you insist on buying a house in the South District, with those rich old people who are doing business. Of course they will let their children go to school, but you can't do that."

"Why?" Doyle asked.

The fat boss shook his head and said: "Think about it ~IndoMTL.com~ He played with those rich and old kids in the community school, so can he still do business with them when he grows up? "

"You have to hire a tutor for your child, preferably an old man of the same generation as the godfather, to teach him how to abide by etiquette and rules, and then you have to ask your wife to take him to some salons and afternoon tea parties , make out with his aunts, and finally, play with their children, that's the most decent thing to do."

The fat boss sighed and said: "What's even more frightening is that if your children grow up with those rich businessmen's children and want to go to middle school and college like them, what if they go to other places? Is your family business gone?"

"In Gotham, let alone four years, even four months, dozens of families have to beat out the dog's brains. After he has been away for so long, after he comes back, he is completely like a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered. , don’t understand anything, don’t know anything, can’t see the situation clearly, and don’t know anyone, how do you let him survive in Gotham?”

Doyle thought for a while, then nodded and said: "Indeed, I said that I can't listen to Alina. She insisted that her children go to college. In my opinion, students from Gotham University are nothing. Let them hang out in gangsters for two days, I'm afraid they will lose their lives."

The fat boss waved the hand holding the cigar and said: "I have said since you got married that you didn't choose a good partner. Your wife is a high-achieving student who graduated from Cambridge. There is no second one in the two families."

"However, this is what it's like to marry a woman from another place, crying every day to educate, educate, read..."

"But you don't even look at where this is. You read a lot, and you can't even hold a gun when you come back. In the end, you can only hold your books and go to see God."