Chapter 53 - 53: The Business is Steaming Ahead

Once the brewery began its first production cycle, the sheer number of laborers was no longer necessary. Kian paid out the thirty-odd syndicate gangers and dismissed them.

The men left wearing wide, satisfied grins, clutching enough Agri-Scrips to keep them in lho-sticks and corpse-starch for years. As they departed, several of them clapped Shiv on the shoulder, telling him to vox them the moment "Boss Voss" needed more muscle for a "pour-job."

Watching them leave, Kian checked his balance and felt a sharp pang in his chest. He had started the week with over 110,000 scrips; now, after buying the high-end medical equipment, the distillery parts, and paying the wages, he was down to a mere 20,000.

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