Chapter 1060: 362, the Madness of Atlantic City_3
Paul Warburg widened his eyes at Café Jackson, knowing that at Donnie's level, if he wasn't confident about this decision, he wouldn't make it.
However, in all the information Paul Warburg has, there is not a single piece of evidence proving that radium products are harmful.
"Do you have evidence?"
Paul Warburg temporarily put away his anger and asked loudly.
Café Jackson explained: "Our company has already partnered with the California Institute of Technology, Stanford University, and the Massachusetts Institute of Technology to specifically begin research on this matter. We believe there will soon be an authoritative report!"
Paul Warburg looked at Café Jackson as if he'd seen a ghost: "You dare to do this without authoritative identification?"
Café Jackson responded again: "That's why we haven't publicized it. We are just ensuring the safety of Atlantic City, and our boss has also said that if the final result proves he's wrong, then he will sincerely apologize to all the residents of Atlantic City and distribute 100 US dollars in Surf Hotel chips to each resident."
At this point, a light bulb suddenly went off in Paul Warburg's mind, and he asked loudly: "So Tang Fei is now avoiding guests at his estate in New York because he's hiding from radium products?"
Café Jackson replied: "Our boss is currently working with professors from three universities on radium products, not avoiding guests at the estate!"
Paul Warburg didn't believe these excuses from Café Jackson, but he understood that by saying so, Café Jackson was demonstrating to onlookers that Donnie was fighting on the front lines for the residents of Atlantic City!
Sure enough, just as Paul Warburg thought, the residents of Atlantic City burst into applause after hearing Café Jackson's words.
They wouldn't analyze whether what Café Jackson said was true or false; they believed Donnie was fighting for their health.
Previously, these people were indeed somewhat dissatisfied with the ban on radium products in Atlantic City. It wasn't because they could all afford radium products but because they believed Donnie's regulation deprived them of their freedom!
But now, seeing that this big shot from outside must accept the same treatment as them and knowing about Donnie's whereabouts after being absent from visibility since this incident began in Atlantic City, these revelations made them happy.
As things have developed to this point, Paul Warburg knew that if he wanted to continue negotiations with Café Jackson regarding the land in Florida, he must accept Atlantic City's current rules.
More importantly, as things developed, Paul Warburg also became very curious about the potential harm of radium products.
So he had to stay!
If the harm of radium products were true, from the current situation, it seems staying in Atlantic City is the safest!
Having undergone all the checks, Paul Warburg now sat in the same car as Café Jackson.
"Mr. Jackson, please, you must tell me, what basis do you have for estimating the harm of radium products?"
In the car, Paul Warburg urgently asked Café Jackson.
Café Jackson shook his head: "There is no basis, only our boss's order!"
Paul Warburg stared blankly at Café Jackson: "Just because of a command from Donnie, do you know how much loss this could cause you if it's false?"
Café Jackson nodded: "We've calculated that based on Atlantic City's current seventy thousand residents, it should cost us 7 million in Surf Hotel chips. Of course, that's not what's important. What's important is that if these reports are false, we would lose some respect from Atlantic City's residents, some tourists coming to Atlantic City, and likewise, our boss would face lawsuits from most radium product merchants. Preliminary estimates indicate these losses would cost at least one to two hundred million US dollars!"
"Then why do you..." Paul Warburg looked at Café Jackson, puzzled as to why they faithfully executed Donnie's order despite knowing this.
Café Jackson naturally said: "Because Mr. Block is our boss! Without him, there wouldn't be Atlantic City as it is now."
Paul Warburg was speechless, knowing Atlantic City's loyalty to Donnie, but didn't expect it to this extent.
However, Paul Warburg quickly thought of something: why hadn't he heard of this while in New York? Logically, Atlantic City's moves would surely be spread to Philadelphia and New York, yet he hadn't heard any media mention it while in New York.
But Paul Warburg didn't ask this question, as he already guessed the answer.
Donnie must have paid a substantial sum to ensure that media outlets in those cities didn't report on this matter. Without media coverage, in this era, it means there are no other channels to broadcast such information.
"What a bunch of madmen!"
In the end, Paul Warburg could only say this.
To think that Donnie would cautiously carry out such a crazy act for an uncertain piece of information.
But in hindsight, it makes sense. Donnie must have evidence that convinced him; otherwise, he wouldn't be so cautious!
"Mr. Warburg, shall we talk about our deal now?"