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Chapter 480 - 480 76 How Can I Join You on a Grand Adventure If You Won't Tell the Truth 828116000

480: Chapter 76 How Can I Join You on a Grand Adventure If You Won’t Tell the Truth (8281/16000) 480: Chapter 76 How Can I Join You on a Grand Adventure If You Won’t Tell the Truth (8281/16000) Gru’s villa was truly unusual, just like its owner.

The thick walls seemed impenetrable, but the person they enclosed was also vulnerable in a way.

Powerful gangs had helped Gru to where he was today, earning him the favor of many big players in America.

However, after exhausting his luck, he had indeed lost some of the initial control he had over the gang he had established.

Control.

When a team only consists of three to five people, control is a rather uninteresting term.

The number of people is too small, and the complexity of various issues is destined to be low, manageable by anyone with a bit of intelligence.

However, when a team’s size reaches over a thousand people, even an extremely capable leader cannot possibly maintain efficient control on their own or through simple patterns.

“…,Chan, the situation is roughly like this, do you have any suggestions?”

Being old foxes and having known each other for some time, Gru spoke frankly about many problems within the gang in great detail.

CEO Cheng pondered for quite a while, as the situation Gru faced was extremely complex, the kind that goes beyond any existing theoretical exploration.

His organization was not a business, so he couldn’t adopt the profit-oriented, efficiency-oriented approach.

Profit and efficiency are well-suited for modern market developments, but Gru’s gang carried a significant personal force component, even resembling a “non-typical warlord”.

Indeed, CEO Cheng felt that using the term ‘gang’ was no longer appropriate to describe Gru’s situation.

If he wanted money, he had plenty of dirty cash.

If he wanted power, he had position—the chief of LAPD.

If he wanted people, he had over a thousand, with more than three hundred core members.

Having money, power, and people, even the Italian mob had accepted him.

What concept was this?

If America were to have a civil war tomorrow, Mr.

Gru would be the commander of Saint Rodu’s security forces, qualified to contend for power—though success was another matter.

Having thought it through, CEO Cheng finally spoke.

“Mr.

Gru, do you know which is the largest gang-like organization in the world?”

As a top-notch dirty cop, he knew the police business well, and he was quite knowledgeable about gangs; CEO Cheng’s question seemed very simple to him.

Excluding those who had gone legit or were eliminated by the times, Gru gave CEO Cheng an incorrect answer.

“Aryan Brotherhood, they have several thousand members, but I can’t recruit that many people because…”

Cheng Daqi interrupted Gru, sighing.

“Wrong!

Mr.

Gru, it seems you have some racial prejudices.

The largest unofficial gang-like organization in the world has so many members they can’t all be counted, two hundred thousand, and most of the top ten are likely from East Asia’s underworld.”

Gru was shocked; he trusted CEO Cheng’s data, as Cheng Daqi had no need to lie.

He was also aware of Hongmen in America, but what CEO Cheng described was terrifying; one branch of Hongmen had two hundred thousand members—that was rather desperate for the police.

Moreover, Gru realized that perhaps, it seemed, probably, when comparing himself to these gangs, was he just a small shrimp?

After decades of struggle, he had built such an empire, only to be at the starting point?

Seeing Gru’s expression change, CEO Cheng continued with a smile.

“Interestingly, the gang size in East Asia can expand to tens of thousands in the gray area, while in Europe and America, some well-known gangs have less than a hundred members.

Mr.

Gru, do you guess, is this a coincidence?”

Of course it wasn’t a coincidence!

“Of course it’s not a coincidence, do you mean to say, if I figure out why Hongmen is successful and follow their model, I could…”

Gru was not really racially biased; it was just that the transformation and disintegration of Hongmen had been so profound that he had forgotten about it.

“It’s different, Hongmen and East Asian gangs mainly consist of people from the Huaxia civilization, while your white-collar and black-attired gang is mostly Europeans and Americans.

Their gang members responsible for violence are made up of hooligans, whereas your men are all police officers.

With different cultures, different beliefs, different ethnicities, and fundamentally different identities, you can’t simply replicate their model, do you understand?”

Gru finally understood; this might be much more complicated than he thought.

“Chan, so what should I do?”

Gru looked at Cheng Daqi with anticipation.

“Advisor, I’m hungry, please feed me directly, thank you.”

“The first step, cut your workforce; in your current situation, one thousand three hundred people is too many.

There are less than twenty thousand people in the LAPD, and now you’ve got nearly one-tenth of them, that won’t do.”

CEO Cheng’s first suggestion immediately met with Gru’s disagreement, wasn’t that counterproductive?

The more men he had, the greater his power and influence, and the more respect he garnered from others.

Cut workforce?

“Sorry, that’s impossible!”

Gru’s stubbornness was something CEO Cheng could understand, so he explained.

“Just analyze it simply from four perspectives.

First, with too many people, it’s difficult to divide interests fairly and maintain high welfare.

Second, with too many people, others will steal your power, and you’ll have to clean up the messes they make.

Third, with too many people, the marginal effect diminishes, and you’ll become more conspicuous.

Last, and most importantly, with fewer people, you can manage with more precision, and that leads to a question—Mr.

Gru, what do you want to do?”

At this point, Cheng Daqi paused, looking intently at Gru.

This terrifying man seemed to have no real purpose; everything he did appeared only to be about climbing higher.

Having been single for so many years, his only pleasure seemed to be indulging in prostitution.

But CEO Cheng could sense that Gru, like himself, was one of those who kept their ideals hidden deep within, not sharing them with anyone.