"You want those trucks?"
A bit later, Ferrari arrived at the court with a cigarette in his mouth. He seemed quite tired; it was rare to see him smoke before.
Smoking can leave a noticeable odor, which in some situations is considered impolite. Most people try to avoid that, especially someone like Ferrari, who is an important aide to the mayor.
Their outward appearances often represent the mayor's image, and they are often entrusted with important tasks. Behaviors seen as ordinary hobbies by most cannot be indulged by them.
But at this moment, he couldn't care less. A deep puff softened his expression a bit.
He flicked his cigarette ash and glanced at Lynch, "Those trucks aren't worth much, but they carry a heavy burden."
"With thirty-three trucks and forty-nine trailers, you need to provide at least sixty jobs, and these jobs can't be canceled during your term."
