The money deliverer wasn't someone else; it was Carlo Gambino.
"Godfather, the warehouse is filled with sugar..." Anastasia approached the godfather and said.
"Godfather, I've been waiting here."
"You've worked hard. Mr. Li?"
Gambino looked towards the illuminated attic, knowing that he was about to ascend the ladder to the upper echelons of society, and his guide was waiting there.
"Hello, Mr. Li."
Unlike the last time, this time Gambino specifically knocked on the door as he entered the office, showing considerable respect.
Gambino had elevated Li Yi'an to a very high position—an usher into the upper echelons of society, a stepping stone. He would no longer doubt the bigwigs behind Li Yi'an.
If dozens of cars could be operated and transported by the transportation team, then quietly transporting thousands of tons of sugar to New York required an extraordinary amount of power, far beyond what an ordinary person could achieve. And Li Yi'an represented such a person. This identity not only made him envious but also awe-inspiring.
As the godfather, Gambino knew the power of such connections. In comparison, he, the Mafia godfather, was like an ant! But that didn't matter! Gambino knew that if he seized this opportunity, he could transform into one of those he envied.
"Sorry to keep you waiting for so long. It's night now, so it's not easy to raise funds. I won't let you wait this long again in the future."
Although Li Yi'an didn't know what the Mafia godfather was thinking, he could sense the change in attitude. The godfather of New York's first family of the Mafia was openly respectful in both speech and demeanor.
Interesting.
Reflecting on the change in attitude, Li Yi'an couldn't help but feel satisfied. After all, this transaction proved one thing: leaving the UK, there was a lot to be done in the United States.
When they left the office, the inspector had completed the inspection.
"Godfather, sucrose content ≥ 99.4%, and the granularity also meets the standard. It's all first-grade sucrose. However..."
The inspector glanced at the Chinese man beside the godfather and continued, "The net weight of each bag here is 55 kilograms, or even 56 kilograms, not the standard 50 kilograms."
What? How could this be?
While Li Yi'an was puzzled, Gambino said, "As long as the quality is okay, the weight..."
Was this a test from the bigwigs?
Once again, Gambino's heart was a bit conflicted. He simply couldn't figure out the thoughts of the bigwigs.
Maybe, bigwigs were just bigwigs!
Before Gambino could figure out what was going on, Li Yi'an said, "Calculate it as 55 kilograms."
Was the extra 10% a little extra given by that side?
Li Yi'an was quite generous, accepting the benefits given by his compatriots but not letting foreigners take advantage.
Soon, the results came out. A total of 1,500 tons of sugar, even though he was prepared, Carlo couldn't help but swallow his saliva. They had an extra 200 tons!
The remaining matter was straightforward. Li Yi'an received $1,884,200 in cash.
Faced with such a large sum of money, Li Yi'an's heart was anything but calm. After all, this was his first million earned!
We're millionaires now!
The light screen flashed.
[Congratulations to the user for earning their first million in life, rewarding the cost accounting function. I hope the user will continue to strive for new breakthroughs.]
Just this?
Cost accounting function?
What's that?
Although he didn't know what the function was, having a reward was always better than having none. Achieving a small goal could even get a reward. That wasn't bad!
A transaction earned him nearly five hundred thousand experience points, but he was still far from leveling up.
Although somewhat disappointed, on the other hand, Li Yi'an was quite satisfied. After all, this transaction proved that leaving the UK, there was much potential in the United States.
As the goods were being loaded, Carlo noticed the boxes of cigarettes in the warehouse and curiously asked, "Mr. Li, what about those cigarettes?"
"You have to give the crew some benefits, don't you think?"
His words made Carlo nod in agreement. They did the same when smuggling goods; everyone involved had to receive some benefit.
Then, Li Yi'an changed the subject and said, "Carlo, there's something I'd like to trouble you with."
Trouble? What kind of trouble? Gambino almost immediately said, "Li, my friend, whatever you need, just say it. There's no need to be polite between friends!"
Just as you say!
As a newly minted millionaire, Li Yi'an's request to Gambino was simple: to help find an appropriate industrial enterprise for acquisition.
Gambino, the New York Mafia godfather, was willing to run errands for him and even saw this as an opportunity to get closer. Only by getting closer could he have a chance to meet the real bigwigs.
Gambino's efficiency was very high. In just two days, he found a suitable company for acquisition, and even the scale of the factory exceeded his imagination.
"How could there be a factory going bankrupt?"
On the way to the company, Li Yi'an looked puzzled.
"By rights, any factory nowadays should be running day and night."
Although not very familiar with America, based on his understanding, this was a time of booming productivity in the United States. Even in the 21st century, people still marveled at the powerful productivity the United States demonstrated during World War II.
How could a factory go bankrupt, and a mechanical processing enterprise at that?
"My friend, not all factories are like that. Some factories can get a lot of orders, while some can't even get a penny's worth of orders."
"Oh? Why is that?"
Gambino smiled and said, "It's all because of the boss of this company... he's of German descent."
"Oh? Just because of that?"
Li Yi'an was surprised.
"And he's also a key member of the German-American Alliance, that is, the Nazis, the American Nazis."
Gambino's answer instantly stunned Li Yi'an.
"What? That guy is a Nazi? Isn't he arrested?"