Mymy, meanwhile, was finally ready to talk to the new potential distributor that Vera told her about, so, after breakfast, she went back to her room and contacted Vera.
"Hello, teacher!", Mymy texted Vera. "I'm now ready to talk to the potential distributor!"
"You are?", Vera replied.
"Yeah!", Mymy replied. "I just need his contact."
"Alright, hold on."
Vera then sent Mymy his phone number.
"Thank you!", Mymy replied before adding the number to the contacts.
"Hello, there!", Mymy texted the number. "I am G.O, Capone's producer, and I am ready to meet up."
"Hello, G.O.", The potential associate replied. "Meet me behind the Igreja Matriz de Portimão, in the narrow part of Rua da Igreja. I am going there right now"
"Noted.", Mymy replied.
Mymy then sneaked her gun into her pocket as well as her wallet.
"Hey, Coco!", Mymy said. "I need to go do something outside really quickly."
"Oh, alright!", Coco replied. "What is it, though?"
"Just a quick walk to find cool places for us to hang around.", Mymy replied.
"Oooh, can I come with you?"
"It's better if you don't. I don't want you to get sunburnt."
"Alright, then! Thanks for the consideration!"
Mymy then got out of her room and walked to the assigned address. It wasn't very far away from the hotel, but it was still a long enough walk for Mymy to really feel tired from the scorching heat. There, a man in a white hoodie and blue jeans stood, looking at this phone. Mymy approached the man and said:
"Hello, there. I'm G.O, Capone's producer."
"Oh, hello, there.", The man said when he noticed Mymy, shaking her hand. "My name is João, but you can call me Caraveleiro for security purposes."
"Alright, Caraveleiro.", Mymy replied. "Now, let's talk business, shall we?"
"That's what we're here for, so, surely."
"Alright, so, first of all, since the Netherlands is a bit far away from Portugal, you'll need to pay us a tariff besides the required 1/4th of the income to send to Capone. Since the closest associates to Portugal are the distributors in Northern France, and we cannot ship the items by plane, you will be required to pay a little extra in order to cover gasoline costs for our trucks."
"That's acceptable.", João replied. "But, how much do I have to pay?"
"Well, our usual transportation tariff is 1/10th of the income, however, since Portugal is quite far away, we're thinking of a 1/7th to 1/6th, whichever you prefer."
"1/7th seems appropriate now. I will raise the tariff to 1/6th if we end up profiting enough here."
"Good. Now, let's talk about connections. Do you have any associates that we could potentially hire as well?"
"Oh, I sure do. I'm still in contact with many of my former gang members, and they would be more than willing to help us in our operation."
"Excellent! Where are they located?"
"Well, most of them live here in the Faro District, but I also have many of them living in Beja, Setúbal, Évora, and even some in the Spanish provinces of Huelva, Sevilla, Badajoz and Cádiz."
"Fantastic! So we could potentially expand the business to Spain as well?"
"Precisely."
"That's excellent! Ver- I mean, Capone, will love to hear about this!"
Mymy then called Vera.
"Hello?", Vera asked.
"Hello, teach- I mean, Capone!", Mymy replied. "I'm striking a deal with Caraveleiro here!"
"Excellent.", Vera said. "What were the agreements?"
"Well, he agreed to pay a 1/7th tariff on transportation that he eventually plans on raising to 1/6th if there are enough sales. He also has associates in both Portugal and Spain that would be happy to help us out."
"This all sounds excellent! Tell him that he's hired."
"Okay, Capone, bye!"
Mymy then hung up and looked at João.
"Well, Mr. Caraveleiro... you're hired."
She then shook his hand.
"Excellent.", João replied. "I promise to not ever betray you people. Pleasure doing business."
"Pleasure doing business!"
Mymy then quickly went back to the hotel, already starting to feel dehydrated from the heat. Upon entering her hotel room, the first thing she did was to grab a water bottle and drink it all.
"Oh, hey, Mymy!", Coco said. "You seem thirsty!"
"The heat, Coco, the heat...", Mymy said, gasping for air.
"Figured!", Coco replied while giggling. "So, what did you find that's interesting?"
"There's a little church not far away from here that I think would be interesting to visit. It's called the Igreja Matriz."
"Oh, I'll look it up later. Glad that you managed to find something, though!"
Mymy then took a long rest, contemplating her success. The expansion of the business really excites Mymy, as that means more and more money to her.
"I might've thought the gangster life was degenerate...", Mymy thought to herself. "But, now that I'm in it..."
Mymy then sighed and smiled.
"...it is absolutely glorious!"