When Ethan arrived at City Hall, John Hott was already waiting for him.
This time, John Hott also got a slice of the municipal project pie.
However, it was clear he didn't feel there was anything to be happy about.
Compared to the private liquor business, this was just small fry.
Today's hearing was nothing but a formality.
He was still worried about tax issues.
"I've spotted a good bank these past few days in Butan City. On the surface, their financial situation looks fine, no issues, but in reality, their cash flow is nearly dried up. I've made initial contact; if it's suitable, I can take it over for three million. What do you think?"
He whispered to Ethan.
"Let's talk later," Ethan shook his head.
While banks were certainly a good choice, they were also a sector he had never ventured into.
The Bolita Clan had no power in this circle, so caution was imperative.
Moreover, it wasn't the right time to discuss this matter.
Because the hearing was about to start.
