"Yes, I was born here, probably more than 50 years ago? I can't remember clearly. My parents threw me in a trash can, and I picked it up for a tracker who worked at the dock."
"I'm quite lucky, aren't I? My father is very capable and can support me. Although he was beaten to death later, at least I grew up smoothly..."
In the ward, a slightly obese gang leader leaned against the wall, smoking a cigar, and recalled: "I think you are quite young, so you have not experienced that era. It was really a magnificent time. I used this word, right?"
"Yes, you all know that I am new here. Not only did I just come to the hospital, but I also just got a gun and a whip," Bruce said very cryptically, but everyone else smiled and said, "Then you They are quite experienced, and there are many newcomers who have offended everyone here just after killing their own leader."
"I know very well that many friends lead to many paths." Bruce also lit a cigar, frowned and took a sip, and said, "Actually, I am also worried about how to take the next step."
"Why are you worried? Isn't life difficult now?" A younger gang boss on the other side said: "It's much better than ten years ago. I didn't catch up with the good times. I was shot twice while trying to grab the dock. It still hurts all the time..."
"You are already lucky." The fat boss said, "When I first came to Gotham, no one told you the rules. The whole city was in such a mess that it was impossible to see."
"Oh, by the way." He spoke again, looked at Bruce and asked, "Boy, did you get to the position by killing your elders? Or did you grab it from someone else?"
"I don't have any elders." Bruce shrugged and said, "I just couldn't stand the boss of my area. I lied that I was a businessman from out of town and killed him with a gun. Fortunately, the guy himself He was so bad, and he deducted the wages of the people below him. Everyone had tolerated him for a long time, but I caught him."
The fat boss raised his eyebrows and said, "You are really capable and dare to shoot directly, but that's okay. You are so young. If you kill your father or uncle, you will be in trouble next time."
"What do you mean?" Bruce asked.
The fat boss waved his hand and said, "If you have no foundation and work on your own, then everyone will be more tolerant to you, but if you are brought into the social circle by your father or uncle, then if you go out of your way, everyone will They will all think you are unreliable and won’t do business with you.”
Bruce frowned and said, "Why would you be more tolerant to me if I have no foundation?"
The younger boss on the other side said, "Don't you know this? If you haven't learned the rules from your elders, then everyone will treat you as a country bumpkin. It's okay to make a fool of yourself occasionally. That's how I came here too."
"But, if you are originally a child from a gangster family, and you learn the rules from your parents every day, see what they do every day, and still make mistakes, doesn't that mean you are stupid?"
Bruce didn't expect that there was such a difference. He said, "Then if I make a fool of myself, won't they laugh at me the same way?"
"It doesn't matter, I've been laughed at too." The younger boss lit a cigar and said, "As long as you don't make those fundamental mistakes, it's okay to be laughed at twice."
"After all, you don't know how to do it because you haven't learned it. But if you have learned it and haven't learned it after so many years of learning, how can you let people do business with you? Who would learn the most basic etiquette and still haven't learned it after so many years? A retarded person who has learned how to do business?"
Bruce nodded, and the fat boss said: "Speaking of this, I think of my daughter. Thank God, she doesn't have the mind for free love, but don't mention this to me, let alone fall in love with the son of a wealthy businessman. , none of those playboys are good..."
The fat boss took a puff of his cigar and said, "I originally wanted to send her to a missionary middle school to study, but my wife told me that she wouldn't learn anything there, and she wouldn't even reply to invitations, and she would be laughed at. .”
"Church high school? It should be pretty good, right?" Bruce said, "Especially the most famous girls' school in the city."
The fat boss waved his hand disdainfully and said:
"That's true, but you have to look at what they teach. They taught my daughter to read the Bible, make tailors, arrange flowers, and paint. But the problem is that she will marry into the Lawrence family in the future."
"She will become little Lawrence's wife and the mistress of the Lawrence family. What's the use of just knowing these things? Match Malone...is that your name?"
"Let me ask you, if you want to visit the Lawrence family, write a greeting note and send it to their mailbox, at this time, should you expect their reply?"
Bruce nodded and said, "Of course."
"But if the mistress of their family is a stupid girl who doesn't even know who you are and what level you are, how can you expect her to give you a suitable reply?"
The fat boss blew out the smoke and said, "The Lawrence family is much stronger than you. If a little guy like you wants to visit their home, of course they can't respond too enthusiastically, otherwise they won't be able to deal with those families at the same level."
"However, if the wording of agreement is too cold, it will be mistaken for rejection. If you want to grasp this degree, in addition to the wording above, you should also look at the handwriting, the texture of the letter, and the reply. Time, these are not managed well, wouldn’t it offend people?”
Bruce thought about it and felt that it was indeed the case. Not to mention gangsters with many rules, even gatherings of Gotham's upper class had all kinds of troublesome rules.
Men are a little better. Those ladies and ladies can have hundreds of details on a necklace or a tiara.
Who wears the new style, who wears the old style, whose fan was given by whom, whose hat is worn in which direction, all are particular, who is recently engaged, who has recently given birth to a child, and what changes have occurred in which family. , all can be seen from the details of food, clothing, housing and transportation.
The reason why Bruce didn't find it difficult is because, in disguise, Bruce Wayne is actually a bad playboy. He can lose his temper at banquets at will, and no one can do anything to him. He can just go to the gym. After that, he dressed in sportswear and came to the magnificent mansion. The waiter and manager also had to smile at him.
As for the invitation, he didn't even look at it, and Alfred wouldn't tell him. All he would tell him was, "So-and-so family invites you to come over. See if you want to come over." If Bruce said No, Alfred wouldn't ask him how to write an invitation.
To put it simply, Bruce's parents, housekeeper and his own disguised identity have helped him avoid these messy secret rules. No one in Gotham dares to offend him, so what rules does he have to follow?
At this moment, he put himself in the shoes of the Wayne family. Without the status of the Wayne family, the diligent old butler, and the disguised identity of Bruce Wayne, he would be just an ordinary wealthy businessman. How could he Integrating into Gotham's circle takes a lot of effort.
Let alone greetings and invitations, how do you write them? He even has to control who the person is sending, what kind of clothes they are wearing, and what posture they are walking in. Even if Batman has 48 hours a day, he will still be tired and vomit blood.
Now, Bruce understood what Schiller was asking. Initially, he asked Schiller to experience life in the slums with him, but Schiller asked him, "Do you really think it's better to live in the slums than in the upper class?" is it hard?"
What Schiller is actually referring to is that when you live in the slums, your relatives, friends, brothers and colleagues are all your help, but when you live in the upper class, all these people are your troubles.
If something goes wrong, this group of people won't say anything on the surface, but they will definitely gossip behind their backs. If it spreads, it will affect their reputation and business will be difficult.
For a person like Bruce, who has a high IQ but low EQ, it is actually better to live in the slums. As long as he can turn around, his high IQ can bring him a lot of primitive accumulation of capital, and he can definitely work here. Live comfortably in this environment.
But when it comes to the overt and covert struggles among the upper class, where you come and go, Bruce's perception of emotions and the expression of his own emotions are not enough for him to capture this undercurrent, understand everyone's psychology, and achieve the best results. good.
Batman is a psychopath and ghetto doesn't care if you have one
Mental illness, but the upper class is different. If your status is not high enough but you do something extraordinary, you will never be able to integrate into their circle.
While Bruce was thinking this, the young gang boss said: "My son is only three years old this year. I plan to take him to meet his two uncles when he is five years old. Both of them are engaged in shipping." businessman, and when he reaches elementary school age, I want him to go to a community elementary school..."
At this time, the fat boss clicked his tongue and said, "Don't, Doyle. For the sake of our cooperation, I remind you not to let him go to school. This is for his own good."
The gang boss known as Doyle frowned in confusion and said, "Why? In the community where I live, many people send their children to school."
"That's because you have to buy a house in the South District and be with those wealthy businessmen. Of course they will send their children to school, but you can't do that."
"Why?" Doyle asked.
The fat boss shook his head and said, "Think about it, he played with the children of those wealthy people in the community school, so when he grows up, can he still do business with them?"
"You have to hire a tutor for your child, preferably an old man of the same generation as the godfather, to teach him how to abide by etiquette and rules. Then you have to ask your wife to take him to some salons and afternoon tea parties to talk to him. Make out with the aunties, and finally, play with their children, this is the most honorable thing to do.”
The fat boss sighed and said, "What's even more frightening is that if your child grows up with the children of wealthy businessmen and wants to go to middle school or college like them, what if the exam goes to other places? Your family No more business?"
"In Gotham, not to mention four years, just four months, it would take dozens of families to beat the dog's brains out. Once he has been away for so long, when he comes back, he will be nothing but a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered. He doesn’t understand, he doesn’t know anything, he can’t see the situation clearly, and he doesn’t know anyone, how can he survive in Gotham?”
Doyle thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Indeed, I said you can't listen to Alina. She insists that her children go to college. In my opinion, students from Gotham University have nothing to do. Let them If you join a gang for two days, you'll probably lose your life."
The fat boss waved the hand holding the cigar and said: "I've been telling you since you got married that you didn't choose the right partner. Your wife is a top student who graduated from Cambridge. That poem written in cursive calligraphy is among the twelve families. I can’t even find the second one.”
"But that's how it is to marry a woman from other places. You have to cry every day to educate, educate, study, study..."
"But you don't even look at where this is. You've read a lot of books and you can't even hold a gun when you come back. In the end, you can only hold the book and go to see God."
