After causing chaos in the pharmaceutical industry, Noah simply got up and left the house. Noah approached his matte black G-Wagon, the vehicle’s imposing silhouette matching his confidence.
Inside the trunk was a heavy-duty duffel bag containing thirty gold bars, he had stopped supplying Leo and others every week and decided to do it every month.
The weight of the gold – fifteen kilograms in total, but Noah handled it with ease. Explore more stories at My Virtual Library Empire
The drive to Lionel’s Gold Shop took him through the city’s district.
The drive to Lionel’s Gold Shop took him through the city’s district. The shop had undergone significant changes in recent weeks, with Lionel expanding the storefront to include a new luxury jewelry section.
The renovations weren’t just for show – the legitimate side of the business had been generating impressive returns, providing an even better cover for their real operations.
Noah pulled his G-Wagon beside the newly installed tinted windows. Two men in suits, disguised as regular security gave him subtle nods as he approached the entrance.
Inside, the shop had transformed from its previously modest appearance. Crystal chandeliers cast a warm glow over glass cases displaying exquisite jewelry pieces, each one carefully selected to attract wealthy clientele. The renovation had been expensive, but it served its purpose – drawing in legitimate high-net-worth customers who wouldn’t blink at large transactions.
Leo looked up from where he was assisting a customer, his eyes immediately recognizing Noah. He quickly finished the sale, his weathered hands deftly wrapping a diamond necklace in premium packaging.
“Boss!” Leo called out once the customer had left, genuine warmth in his voice.
“I haven’t seen you in a long time.” His suit was tailored now, another subtle change that came with the shop’s upscale transformation.
Noah nodded, scanning the new layout. Even with the luxurious upgrade, he could spot the tactical thinking behind every change – the bulletproof glass cleverly disguised as decorative panels, the strategic placement of counters providing clear sightlines to all entrances.
The changed in the shop were mostly done due to following the AI assistant that Noah had given them.
“How is everything?” Noah asked, though his eyes had already assessed much of the operation. “I came here to check up.”
“Everything is good, boss. Let’s talk inside.” Leo moved to the front door, engaging not just the visible locks but also the new electromagnetic security system. The ‘CLOSED’ sign flipped automatically, and the windows subtly darkened with electrochromic glass.
They walked past the main showroom into the back, where the contrast between old and new was even more striking. The legitimate storage room now housed a state-of-the-art inventory system, but it was just a prelude to their real office.
Noah placed his heavy bag on the Italian marble desk that had replaced the old oak one. “This is this month’s gold bars supply,” he stated simply. “Like usual, you guys take half, and Jackson and his guys take half.”
“Of course, boss,” Leo replied.
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“The new upgrades are working well, boss,” Leo began, moving to a sleek touchscreen panel mounted on the wall. With a few taps, he pulled up their latest financial reports. “Last month’s legitimate sales crossed $2.4 million. The jewelry side alone brought in $900,000.”
Noah settled into one of the Italian leather chairs, his eyes scanning the numbers displayed before them. The legitimate business wasn’t just a front anymore – it had become a profitable venture in its own right.
“Remember when you suggested we start crafting our own pieces?” Leo continued, pride evident in his voice. “That decision changed everything.” He walked to a nearby safe, entering a complex combination before retrieving a velvet tray. On it lay several exquisite pieces – necklaces, rings, and bracelets, each one crafted from their own gold supply.
Leo picked up a particularly intricate necklace, the gold catching the light. “It’s extraordinary. We’re getting orders from collectors now, people willing to pay premium prices for custom pieces.”
Noah examined the necklace. The craftsmanship was indeed exceptional.
“The processing facility in the basement,” Leo continued, returning the jewelry to the safe, “it’s running at full capacity. We’re melting down around sixty percent of our supply for jewelry now, just as you suggested. The profit margins…” He shook his head in amazement. “They’re triple what we got from direct gold sales.”
Moving back to the touchscreen, Leo pulled up another set of figures. “We’ve established relationships with five high-end boutiques across the city. They’re taking our pieces on consignment. It’s perfect for moving the merchandise.”
Noah nodded, remembering the careful planning that had gone into selecting those particular boutiques. Each one had been vetted thoroughly, their owners chosen for both their business acumen and their understanding of discretion.
“The workshop’s running twenty-four hours now,” Leo added, pride evident in his voice. “We’ve got three shifts of craftsmen, all properly vetted. The quality control…” He paused, pulling out another piece from a drawer – a bracelet with intricate filigree work. “Every piece is perfect. No shortcuts.”
The transformation had been remarkable. What started as a simple gold shop had evolved into a sophisticated operation that could rival many jewellery brands in the city. The legitimate business was so successful that it almost overshadowed their other activities.
“Our reputation in the market is growing,” Leo continued, settling into his own chair. “The right kind of reputation. High-end clients, collectors, investment buyers – they’re all coming to us first now. It’s exactly what you said would happen, boss. The legitimate business is actually making more than our… other ventures.”
He pulled out a leather-bound ledger – some things were still better kept on paper. “The processing facility is handling other clients’ gold too now. All legitimate, all properly documented. The fees we charge for custom work…” He smiled. “It’s another revenue stream we never had before.”
Noah listened as Leo detailed their expansion plans. The shop had become more than just a front – it was a case study in money laundering through legitimate business growth. Every decision had been calculated to build a sustainable, profitable enterprise that could explain their wealth.
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