Chapter 26: Is it so simple to make money?

　　 Hearing the clamoring shouts all around, George and Andre were a little bit obsessed, ‘Are the strength of this new boss strong? ’
　　 "George, Andre, hurry up, are you afraid?" Li Zitao stood shirtless in the venue, his shoulders shaking activity.
　　 "BOSS, we won't put water." Andrei dropped his shoulder bag, took off his coat and stood beside George.
　　 "That's great." Li Zitao grinned.
　　 "Too arrogant, George, teach him a lesson." Andrea lowered his head and gritted his teeth at the companion beside him.
　　 "Yes, we have to let him know that he is not facing a miscellaneous fish, but the elite country soldiers of M." George also gritted his teeth.
　　The two have decided to give the new BOSS a profound lesson, even if they offend him, they will lose this high-paying job.
　　 The idea is very beautiful, but the reality is often cruel. After a long discussion, I decided to give the new BOSS a good lesson.
　　The brutal K·O was ushered in at the beginning of the battle.
　　 A squat swept leg, George's body tilted to the left, Li Zitao leaped forward like a cheetah, and his shoulder banged against George's chest.
　　 The other person's limbs spread open weakly, the upper body curled up and flew out, and a painful mumble was also issued in the mouth.
　　Andrey was too surprised to raise his arms in front of him, and a hammer hit him on the arm.
　　 As he flew out, he seemed to hear the moaning and wailing from the bones in his body. For the next two days, he had no strength to hold the spoon.
　　 "Not bad, continue to work hard." Patted George and Andre struggling to stand, Li Zitao's eyes swept to the right.
　　The remaining 16 soldiers there plan to go to dinner, just to see the scene just happened, looking at the expression on their faces, Li Zitao feels that they have begun to doubt life.
　　 Once played, the 18 thorns who had just arrived became good babies. When I saw him again, everyone's eyes had completely turned into awe.
　　 "Li, I heard that you gave them a monthly salary of $100. I think they are very grateful to you." On the phone, Dwight's lazy and thick voice came.
　　 "I just do what I can. Besides, they were introduced by you, didn't you? Major." Li Zitao made no secret of his intention to make friends with each other.
　　 "Oh, do you need me to say thank you again?" Dwight smiled.
　　 "Of course not, we are friends, aren't we?" Li Zitao said tentatively, his body sitting on the sofa involuntarily straightened.
　　 "...Yes, I think we can be friends." After a moment of contemplation, Li Zitao got the answer he wanted.
　　 "So, my friend, what do I need to help?" Li Zitao didn't notice the other party to call, in order to thank him deliberately.
　　 "I still have 500 good players here, would you like to ask if you can eat it?" As Dwight's voice fell, a rough breath came from the microphone.
　　 "Give me a while, I have all you have." Li Zitao gritted his teeth, his facial muscles tightened, and his right hand waved forward violently, like a bite.
　　500 veterans, as long as they can get the satisfaction of these people, Li Zitao is very sure that he can get the friendship of the army, and even get a medal belt.
　　 "I will let them arrive before August...if there is time, I will rush to Chicago in person, Lee, you still owe me a cup of coffee."
　　 Dwight's tone became a lot warmer, and it showed that he might come to Chicago in person.
　　 "I will prepare the best coffee beans and look forward to your visit." After a simple greeting, the phone was hung up, but Li Zitao couldn't calm down.
　　 Before August, there were more than 20 days left, enough time to prepare.
　　 "Lao Huang, go find the best coffee beans I can find, tell Paul, no matter where it is made, I will see it on the table within half a month,
　　 In addition, a shelter for 500 people was added near the training ground, with a wooden structure and a cold-proof layer added to it. It does not need to look good, but it must ensure space and warmth. "
　　Lao Huang meticulously wrote his request in the book, and he was not surprised about the building of the house.
　　Now the kitchen next to the training ground and the room where the coach lives are built by the neighborhoods in the 22nd district. Every day, they are 5 US dollars per person, and everyone is doing it.
　　 "Boss, these are no problems, but..." Putting away his wallet, Lao Huang looked at him expressionlessly and said, "We have no money."
　　 With the news of Paul’s departure, more and more Chinese gathered in the 22nd district. Everyone spontaneously helped them build a new house and join this vibrant family.
　　Don't look at Li Zitao's inactivity all day, as if he doesn't care about anything, but whenever a new Chinese family comes to the 22nd district, he will chat with each other in person.
　　Is there any difficulty in life? Is there anyone in the family who wants to join SHIELD and does not need the capital to do a small business.
　　 The expenses in this respect alone, Lao Huang roughly calculates, there will be 20,000 US dollars faster, otherwise how can 50,000 US dollars so quickly disappear.
　　 "Ka!" Li Zitao seemed to hear a heartbreaking voice, running out of money, running out of money...
　　 "This should be enough." Take out the brand new check in his pocket, which is the 66,000 US dollars check that Nucky gave him, the only income in three months.
　　Of course, it is his personal income. Paul often ‘employs’ SHIELD to solve some small troubles and goods for him. The income earned by Li Zitao stays on the SHIELD’s books, which is regarded as daily circulation expenses.
　　 After becoming a poor egg again, Li Zitao never felt like a moment now, and hated why time passed so slowly.
　　 "Ben, my money...?" Dialed Ben's phone and chatted with him for a while, knowing that his 1.165 million had become 1.27 million, and Li Zitao hung up with satisfaction.
　　Although the money represented only a string of zeros and numbers before reaching him, he was still greatly satisfied.
　　 In 1929, it was 1.27 million US dollars, all of which belonged to a Chinese black worker who came to this world for only three months. Who can imagine all this.
　　 "I love 1929." Standing in front of the low window, Li Zitao gazed intoxicatedly at his ‘territory. ’
He will build up a lot of luxury residences here, he will make this a paradise for everyone, he will make every Chinese waist bag become bulging, and even cannot be earned, fragrant, bring Franklin with a scent of ink.
　　……
　　As Li Zitao imagined the future, Shlomo Ben Itzkirch, who had just finished his work, came home from get off work from the only stock exchange in Chicago.
　　 At this time, the stock exchange, along with Wall Street, is open every day from 11 am to 3 pm.
　　 The exchange was full of phone bells and typewriter ‘click, click’.
　　Each stock can only be traded once a day. More often, investors stay on the exchange just to get first-hand information.
　　After all, in this era of no Internet, computer and smart phone, various apps, staying on the exchange is the fastest, convenient and error-free way.
　　 "Hey, Shlomo, how is today's gain?" After walking out of the exchange, familiar investment managers greeted each other.
　　 "Not bad, Rush, what about you?" Ben gently raised the brim and leaned forward slightly to say hello.
"Haha, I'm Rush Jeff." The young man beside him laughed and patted his back on his ears. "Did you not pick a replacement ticket for yourself? Would you like me to give you some information?" "
　　 "No, no need." Ben smiled and waved away.
　　 He once also selected suitable investment stocks for himself, but when he found that as the stocks climbed, his reason began to follow the ups and downs of the stock price, and he did not hesitate to throw away those stocks, and never participated in himself again.
　　 Maybe he gave up the opportunity of wealth, but no one can guarantee that he will win forever, and he didn’t want to be eroded by greed one day.
　　 Stocks are essentially, and gambling is undoubtedly always a dealer, and human greed will be magnified indefinitely, he does not want to become impoverished one day.
　　Compared to the ups and downs of life, Ben prefers the current wealthy one, with a relatively affluent life, stable income, savings, and a beloved wife.
　　 "Oh, Shromo," Rush Jeff frowned and looked at him regretfully, "You are only 30 years old, how old-fashioned like my grandfather."
　　 "Rush, personally participating in the investment will make you lose the judgment and reason you deserve. There have been some obvious changes in the stock market recently. Have you noticed?"
"Isn't it normal to have changes? The stock market changes every second, and because of this, we can pick up a lot of banknotes in it." Rush Jeff said to stop, bent over and stretched his arms, in Gently fished on the ground.
With palms curled in front of Ben, Rush Jeff mysteriously said: "Look, making money is such a simple thing~EbookFREE.me~ helplessly shook his head, he knows that this is for Chase National Bank Have lost their keen sense and judgment due to huge benefits.
　　 But for the recent changes, he still needs to communicate with his friends on Wall Street before he can have a clearer judgment.
　　 But it would have been certain that the current stock market is not as calm as it seems, and some things he does not know are happening.
　　 And all he needs to do is to understand these things, and the turmoil and accidents that may be caused behind it.
　　 "My dear, you are back." Back home, the gentle wife is ready for dinner. Joanna's ancestor is from country F, which has always made her proud to marry her.
　　 "My dear, I need to make a phone call first." After hugging and kissing his wife, Ben came to the study with a briefcase.
　　 After the First World War, thanks to the rapid economic growth of the United States, the stock market climbed wildly, and Ben's home also moved from the suburbs to the current Nankile Street.
　　Before 1912, it was Chicago's original Chinatown. The Chinese Guild and immigrants mostly gathered here, and Chinese nationals with braids can be seen everywhere.
　　 However, with the establishment of the new federal government building, the Chinese soon moved from here to the 22nd block, Yonghuo Street and Shemai Road, and Nanqile Street has also become a new rich area.
　　 "Bob, I'm Ben, I need some news..." Joanna, who saw her husband holding a phone in the study and kept writing and drawing, prepared the supper and gently brought it to the door.
　　 Covering the food, Joanna turned on the radio, tuned to her favorite program, picked up the scarf that had just started in the knitting basket, and picked it up while listening to the radio.
　　 Before winter comes, she will knit a warm scarf for her husband. Those high-end scarves hanging in the store are not in her mind at all.