Chapter 51: Chapter 51 Small wooden door and wooden table

In the morning, Enzio and several friends met at the door of their home, and their faces were filled with smiles from the heart.

They closed two deals yesterday, earning a total of eleven dollars including commission, which may not seem like a lot.

But you have to know that during this period, those illegal immigrants who rented other people's work cards could only keep a dozen dollars in actual income.

To add a little more, this is equivalent to an illegal immigrant's monthly income, but they only took one day.

To be precise, it was an entire afternoon.

This speed of making money is enough to make one's eyes red.

Lance pays them in cash, and all commissions are directly distributed to them, which can better motivate them to work for him.

There is nothing in this world that cannot be driven by interests. If there is, it only means that the interests you invested are too small.

Eleven dollars was enough for these young immigrants who had no proper jobs to work hard for him.

Ennio distributed cigarettes to his friends. Today he bought cigarettes at 25 cents a pack. Usually they bought those ordinary home-made hand-rolled cigarettes.

Not only is it choking, but your teeth will also turn very yellow after smoking. This kind of small-packaged cigarette is different. Not only is it less choking, but your teeth will not turn too yellow either.

During this period, raw tobacco was the main product and flue-cured tobacco was not yet available to the public. This was mainly because the female smoking market was not large enough and cigarette companies had not yet noticed the emerging female consumers.

When women associate smoking with the struggle for women's rights, cigarette companies will start looking for ways to get more women to start smoking.

But now, they didn't expect it.

A few young people stand in the streets and smoke, and passers-by will take the initiative to walk around them for a distance. This behaviour is actually a form of resistance to these people, or even contempt.

But for young people, they think this is "powerful" and "cool".

This area was inhabited by immigrants from the Empire, so most people knew their neighbours. When these people were talking about who might need to borrow money, Morris, a small man who had been silent, suddenly said, "I know there must be a lot of people who need to borrow money somewhere."

Morris is not tall, only about 1.5 meters tall with shoes on. Although he is only seventeen years old, even if he can grow a little taller later, he may not be too tall.

He looked like a typical malnourished man, with yellowish hair and an old baseball cap. His clothes were left over from his brother and were washed white.

Ennio suddenly perked up. His father divorced his mother after coming to the Federation, and now he lives with his father.

He did not feel any gratitude towards the old man, but rather some resentment because his father was violent - only towards his family.

He works in a sales company and has a basic salary of only 20 yuan per month, and he can only get this basic salary after completing at least one order.

Then if you sell one more item of the month's merchandise, you can earn extra income from it.

His mother once persuaded his father to find a higher-paying and more stable job, such as working on an assembly line.

The income is high, the union will take care of you and you won't be bullied, and the family income will be more comfortable.

But his father thought this was a denial of his future possibilities. He always felt that he would become a sales champion and then have his own office, his own company, and even his own brand in the future.

After obtaining the federal permanent residence card, he read too many inspirational books about sales creation myths. He believed that he would be the next lucky person to become a successful person through sales, even though many times the only sale each month was made by himself.

Anyone who asks him to change jobs is ruining his future, and he will get angry!

In order to sell these products, he has no dignity at all. He doesn't care if others say bad things or spit in his face.

Trying every possible way to introduce his products and sell them is the only bright spot in his life.

He seems to be a coward who can be bullied by everyone outside, but when he returns home, he is the devil of the family. He can't drink much and will get drunk after just one glass of alcohol.

When he was drunk, he would beat his wife with a belt to vent the negative emotions suppressed at work, which was also the main reason for their divorce.

He always beat the woman in front of Ennio. It might not be intentional, but it might be unavoidable because the apartment they lived in was too small.

Anyway, his father got drunk one time, stripped her naked, hung her up and beat her, and then the woman took her things and left overnight.

They got married in the Empire, but it was not registered in the Federation, so in a sense, they were not husband and wife in the Federation.

After the woman left, Ennio's father began to vent his anger on him. At first, when he was young, he could only passively take the beatings, but now that he is older, he can also run away, fight back, and even confront.

Now Ennio's only thought is to make more money and leave this damn home.

So when his little friend Maurice said that there was a place with a lot of people who needed to borrow money, Ennio was immediately excited and a little dry-mouthed.

He took a deep puff of the cigarette. He liked to bite the cigarette holder. The bitter taste of the tar made him feel relaxed. "Where?"

"There's a casino in the building behind Lisbon's house. My father goes there often. There must be someone in there who needs money."

Ennio's eyes lit up, "Yes, I've heard of that, too."

He couldn't help it, "How about we go over and take a look now?"

Two young men were a little hesitant, but since everyone wanted to go over and take a look, they naturally had no choice but to follow.

So seven or eight young men walked quickly on the street, and almost all the people who met them would avoid them and show a look of disgust.

No one likes these young people wandering around the streets because no one knows when they will pull out a dagger from somewhere and ask you to take out all the money in your pocket.

It was actually not too far from here to the casino that Morris mentioned, less than two kilometers. After more than ten minutes, they stood in front of a wooden door.

This was an alley behind the main street. The wooden door looked like the kind that led to the basement. Morris knocked on the door, and the metal lookout on the door opened with a click, revealing a pair of eyes inside.

The eyes looked up and down at the people behind Morris, then closed again.

Just when they thought they couldn't get in, the door suddenly opened.

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"Your father didn't come today."

Morris was a little nervous. "I brought my friends here to have fun. They want to see it for themselves."

The burly man guarding the door once again looked at the young men behind him, and finally his eyes stopped at Enzio, "Do you have money?"

Enzio took out two five-dollar bills. The sturdy man hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to make way for him. "Don't cause trouble, or you'll regret it!"

The young people breathed a sigh of relief, with more smiles on their faces, and a group of people went through the wooden door.

The air inside the door was damp, stuffy, and had a strange smell, like the stinky smell of a lot of rotten people gathered together and fermented. This smell is very common among the homeless community.

After they walked down the stairs about ten meters, they came to a hall.

Although it is called a hall, it is actually not very big, less than 70 square meters, and it suddenly becomes lively.

There were six tables, all crowded with stinky, sweaty gamblers.

Even with several fans working, the temperature here still cannot be lowered.

Some people cheered loudly, some laughed wildly, and some beat themselves in regret and pain. At this moment, this bizarre scene gave these young people an unimaginable impact!

Some people noticed them, but after seeing Morris, they didn't pay much attention to him. He was a "regular customer" here. He was brought here by his father and often asked him to run errands.

To buy cigarettes or food, other guests would ask him to run errands and give him a cent or two as a fee.

They thought that Morris brought these people here so that they could have some fun while seeing the world.

As long as you come to gamble, the casino operators don't care who you bring.

Even the president doesn't care!

"This is blackjack. It's very popular recently. There are three tables here, all of which are blackjack..."

Morris introduced the young people how to play at this table. There are six seats here. Those who don't have a seat can also place bets at these six seats, but sitting down will obviously give them a better sense of participation.

When blackjack first spread into the federation, almost all casinos had blackjack tables and a large number of people participated.

Compared with other gambling methods with many rules and complicated gameplay, blackjack is obviously more competitive and interesting. Once it was introduced to the federation, it became a favourite game among federal gamblers.

There were no chips on the table. This was a small underground casino in the neighbourhood that only used cash.

Seeing that there was more than a hundred dollars on the table in a short while, Enzio's breathing became rapid. This was the first time he had seen so much money in his life!

Morris seemed very calm. He had seen it too many times.

Blackjack is a game of mathematics and probability. As long as the dealer is not too stupid, there is a high probability of winning without cheating.

This also means that someone can win money in every round, and someone winning money is the nuclear driving force that induces gamblers to continue playing, nothing else!

After just standing there and watching for ten minutes, the number of points on the table had exceeded seven or eight hundred. Ennio swallowed several times. He even wanted to play a round, but was stopped by Morris.

"It's addictive!"