MTL - American Entertainment 1982-Chapter 128 warm hug
Chapter 128 Warm Hug
In the Bay Area of Warwick, Rhode Island, there is a deep beach surrounded by simple wire, and a wooden signboard stands at the door: Hawker Shipbreaking Yard.
In addition to these words, there are also graffiti clearly written by children.
At the moment in the shipbreaking yard, Colin Hawke was shirtless and sweating with a cutting machine to cut a steel plate. Not far away were his capable men and laid-off workers who were dismantling other parts.
It wasn't until the steel plate was split in two that Colin dropped his tools, shook his messy and wet long hair, and stood up straight to check the work efficiency of his old buddies: "Molin! Pick up those screws! OK? Ten screws are enough. Enough for a glass of beer! The screws you ignore each time add up to enough for the group of us to drink in the small bar for a month!"
"Hull! Separate the radio from the light bulb! Don't put it together with other parts! Scrap dealers won't **** overpay us! Fix the light bulb and radio, and then find a way to sell it to black people in the second-hand market Ghost! Make more money!"
Seeing that his subordinates raised a respectful **** towards him, Father Colin nodded in satisfaction: "You all have to learn from Wilson! As long as I am still alive, Wilson will always be the leader of Hawke." The best employee in the shipyard, look at Wilson, obviously a fishing boat, he can always dismantle a half of the parts! That's why he always earns the most salary every week! Which boss doesn't like Wilson!"
"If you like him, it means that the entire scrap car parking lot in Warwick hates Wilson to death. Fucking car scraps can be dismantled from the scrap boats bought by the Hawker Shipbreaking Yard." Ashley's father He Er smiled and said, "The most exaggerated time was when I was on a fishing boat and took out three **** car gearboxes and five car horns."
Papa Colin took out a cigarette and lit it in his mouth: "Old man, this is called extra value, who stipulated that no car parts can be installed on board."
"Didi Didi~~Didi Didi~~" The pager on Colin's waist rang, he glanced down, and shouted proudly to everyone: "My dear son Tommy, from far away California Send me a condolence message of concern."
He walked to an office that was converted from a scrapped RV, pulled the phone cord and carried the landline to the beach, dialed back the number in front of everyone, and deliberately stimulated these guys: "Envy, my son wants to be with me." Report on his recent scientific research achievements in the university, listen carefully, this is the closest you have come to knowledge!"
"My dear son~~ are you okay? We really want... What?" After Colin got connected, his voice was complacent, but soon turned into confusion:
"You mean someone is going to give me trouble? Not trouble? Investigation? Investigation is **** trouble to me! No difference!"
"What the **** did you do, son, are you studying in California, or are you a businessman in California!"
When the other workers heard Colin's words, they immediately stopped working and surrounded them. Wilson held a beer in his hand: "I said earlier that Tommy couldn't go to college, but he's doing a good job in the drug business in California." , I have a relative who runs a convenience store in New York, let him deliver the goods, we..."
"Shut up!" Colin suddenly covered the receiver, and yelled at Wilson with a ferocious face, then glanced at these old guys fiercely, and continued to say to the receiver: "You mean, the other party's lawyer will make people Trouble me, Tony, Ashley or even Bethea?"
Seeing Colin's expression and hearing Colin's words, several old guys turned around and picked up various large tools. Ashley's father Hull even came out of the office with a shotgun .
Soon, Colin hung up the phone, spit out the cigarette in his mouth, and looked at several people: "First of all, my son is still a college student, not a **** drug dealer, but now he has the same problem as a drug dealer , That means being sued in court, the other party's lawyer will probably let people come to Warwick to learn about him and the Hawke family in order to investigate and collect evidence or other **** procedures. Therefore, first, the smuggling of cigarettes is not You'd better forget about the little things worth mentioning, number two, I'm going to see Tommy's high school principal now, and number three, you're waiting here for the lawyer Tommy helped us find."
"What the **** are you going to see the principal for?" Green asked puzzled.
"I'm going to ask him to write some lines praising Tommy, and then you and the guys on the block will all recite it, understand? How the world worshiped **** back then, you better worship my son." Colin said:
"Maureen, you go and call Herbers and tell him to contact his son Dennis to get his lines right! The same is true for Mr. Marvel!"
When Colin was helping a few old guys assign tasks, a luxury car stopped outside the shipbreaking yard, and several people looked at the luxury car.
"The investigative lawyer you said came so quickly?"
"Andy Nelson, who is Mr. Colin, Tommy should have told you, you have to listen to me during this time, so, can that gentleman put down the gun?" Lawyer Andy, who was sent to prison by his ex-boyfriend, got out of the car and saw a group of strong men with fierce faces carrying all kinds of tools and a shotgun, which were definitely not ordinary tools, staring at him, and said straight to the point .
Wilson looked at the car behind Andy: "You **** idiots, just give me five minutes, and I can remove five tires from that car and install them on our boat. The color is really beautiful."
"This guy is with us, Wilson, calm down." Father Colin patted Wilson on the shoulder: "When the other party shows up, let alone the **** tires, you can install all the parts of the other party's car Our scrapped ships are then sold to scrap buyers. In such a difficult time, it is really heartwarming to hear employees like you think about the profit of the factory. I will invite you for a beer tonight."
"So should we listen to you, or to this guy who looks rich and owes a beating?" Mo Lin scratched his somewhat bald head and asked in confusion.
Colin sighed: "My son wants us to listen to some opinions given by this professional, but I am Tommy's father, and as a father, I must have some..."
"Very well, shut up, Colin, we know the answer." Hull interrupted Colin, turned around holding the shotgun, and said to the others: "Tommy said, don't listen to his father, Instead, take orders from this guy named Andy Nelson."
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Late at night.
Susan Curtis was awakened again by the sudden strong light shining into the bedroom. She sat up from the bed, blocked the strong light coming in from the window with her hand, and glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was just one o'clock in the morning.
Even though the curtains were drawn on the windows, the curtains could not block the strong light from the special flashlight at all.
"Damn bastard! F*ck!" Susan went to the window and opened the curtains, looking out. Sure enough, two figures were standing across the street holding a strong flashlight.
There have been some new changes in the lives of her and Mark in the past two days, although Tommy has said before that once the case enters the second stage, large companies will often use unscrupulous means to investigate and collect evidence and even force some people who they think may be key enough to cooperate , but listening to Tommy's talk is obviously lacking in intuition compared to his personal experience.
Since the detective started the so-called investigation and evidence collection, she and Mark have started this extremely uncomfortable life. First, they were followed for 24 hours, and then they would carefully rummage through the garbage dumped out of Actor's company and their own residence, and then in the In the middle of the night, I used strong light to affect my sleep, and suddenly called myself to let myself choose to cooperate with them and act as their witness against Actor Company in exchange for peace.
"You **** just stand across the street? Do you want to come in and play with me?" Susan opened the window, and cursed at the two figures wearing windbreakers and peaked caps across the street who couldn't see their faces clearly: "You two are the worst group of men I've ever met. You know where the door is, but you only know how to hold that thing in your hand and wait outside the door!"
This level of harassment is nothing to Susan Curtis. Life is much better now than it was in the poor neighborhoods of San Jose. God, if you don’t hear gunshots next door or on the street in the middle of the night, what you’re worried about isn’t the improvement of law and order, but your own hearing problems.
After closing the window and closing the curtains again, Susan picked up the water glass on the bedside table, walked out of the bedroom in her pajamas, knocked twice on the door of the other bedroom where Mark Warren lived, and took a sip of water. He asked, "Are you okay, Mark?"
Mark's voice sounded, not in the bedroom, but on the sofa in the living room of this apartment: "I'm here, Susan."
"You haven't slept yet?" Susan turned her head and saw Mark sitting on the sofa, she simply turned on the light in the living room, and then saw Mark sitting on the sofa in pajamas with an ugly face.
Mark looked at the coffee table in front of him, and there was a pizza box on the coffee table: "Before I changed into my pajamas and got ready to go to bed, someone knocked on the door and delivered it."
"What's this?" Susan walked over and opened the pizza box. There was no pizza in it, but there was a box of video tapes, and a post-it note, which said: "Stand up and cooperate with the court."
Look carefully, there is an address written on it, obviously, it is the address of Mark's family.
The other party thoroughly investigated Mark's details.
Mark stared blankly at the video in the pizza box: "I told my family before that I was studying in a community college and now I am a data engineer in a software company. I enjoy company benefits, have health insurance, and a pension. They are very happy. Be proud of me."
"So, you want to testify for the Lotus company? Take a bite of the Actor company that changed your destiny?" Susan sat on the sofa next to Mark, looked sideways at him and asked.
Mark covered his head and said in a low voice: "I don't want my family to know about my stupid past, maybe I can try to meet them? But I will definitely not reveal the Actor Company..."
Before Mark could finish speaking, Susan poured the glass of water on Mark's head.
Mark was stimulated by the cold water, raised his head suddenly, wiped the water stains with his hands and feet, and looked at Susan angrily: "What the **** are you doing?"
"I think you need to calm down, Mark." Susan stared straight at him with her eyes:
"Your family knows your past, and you have our companions around you to encourage you and comfort you, but you cooperate with them, and our companions are your enemies. Not only will your family know your past, but I promise you With nothing, do you believe that those people outside will give you a warm hug after getting the news they want?"
The first update~~
(end of this chapter)
