Chapter 44: Art source life

　　 "Jessie." Li Zitao put the file in his hand and put it next to his hand.
　　 "BOSS, ah~" Jessie hurried in, kicking her toes on the table legs.
　　 "..." The corner of the eye was unnaturally drawn, Li Zitao looked down and picked up the document, "Handed to Mahathir."
　　 Tears, Jessie with her feet on her feet walked out of the office, Li Zitao just raised her head, her face full of helpless capitals.
　　Li Zitao has prepared two kinds of franchise stores for Golden Arch. One is the city, which provides indoor places for rest and leisure gatherings.
　　Another kind of car restaurant is to take and go. Sitting in the car to order food, pay, and drive forward or turn around to bypass the restaurant, you can take your own food, which is convenient and fast.
In addition, he is planning to build McDonald's Kingdom Park in major cities across the United States, including New York, Los Angeles, Chicago, Houston, Philadelphia, Detroit, and San Francisco.
　　Combine fast food and children's playground as one, and quickly capture the next generation market, Li Zitao feels that his idea is really a genius.
　　 That's right, these are his designs in this era, ‘really a genius idea,’ Li Zitao thought happily.
　　These flagship stores will make McDonald's the preferred restaurant for children, and even many young people will be interested in it. Don't underestimate the innocence of young Americans.
　　 The optimistic, cheerful, and strong American people are not kidding.
　　 He had already planned the early arrangements, and the rest was left to Ben and Lao Huang to do. Li Zitao returned to District 22 and saw the circled map.
　　 "Chinese people's brains are smart, this place is chosen." Looking at the addresses marked with circles on the map, each place is in a main road or a prosperous area.
　　 Fortunately, those suburban roads are desolate land anyway. They bought it and built a car restaurant, and a large parking area was set up next to it to provide owners with a rest and business.
　　 But the shops in these busy areas are not easy to find. Li Zitao does not want his compatriots to work for the landlord. All shops are best bought rather than leased.
　　 can be regarded as a future wealth for these compatriots, even if their children and grandchildren do not want to join the business in the future, a shop on the prosperous road can also eat and wear without worry.
　　 "Brother, let all the owners come to the meeting." Li Zitao shouted to the door.
　　Lao Huang will stay at the club recently to help the secretaries get used to the working environment as soon as possible. Now the only one who is in charge of the 22nd block is Wang Dagou.
　　October 28, Halloween is already approaching, corresponding propaganda appears on the streets of New York, and merchants want to increase sales through festivals.
　　But they also know that all this is just in vain. The festive atmosphere has long been covered by the clouds of unemployment and bankruptcy.
　　 The impact of the stock market crash and bank bankruptcy is getting more and more serious. In some remote towns with economically backward areas, banks are becoming a new history.
　　Walking on a quiet street, George pulled his clothes with his hand, trying to keep him warm.
　　Winter has come, and wealthy families have bought coal to prepare for a warm winter.
　　Families who still have work retreat and choose dry wood to spend the winter. Because there are too many families to buy, the price of dry wood is also skyrocketing.
　　 "How long do we have to wait?" Leybold narrowed his neck and asked in vain.
　　 They have been in New York for nearly 10 days. The whereabouts of the opposite upstairs are already in their grasp. Leibao can't figure out what George is waiting for?
　　 "Hurry, we will leave tonight." George stomped his feet. The weather was too cold and his feet were tingling.
　　 "I think the stove in the barracks has been ignited with dry firewood. Damn, I really want to go back soon." Ryan said with a smile, he missed the stable life in District 22.
　　 "Of course, BOSS will prepare everything for us." George's face also showed a yearning smile and a burning stove, which is really memorable.
　　 But before going back, he has to solve some small troubles for BOSS.
　　High salary, stable life, can live with former comrades, family members do not have to worry about the disaster that is happening, it all comes from BOSS.
　　 And the upstairs opposite wanted to ruin it all, thinking of this, George's dangling eyes flashed a violent murderous intent.
　　George did not want to be a mob, but it does not mean that he has a good impression on the mafia, especially the opposite the upstairs. His opium is bringing disaster to thousands of families.
　　 "Head, he came out." Lei Bao turned his back to the street to prevent the other party from discovering his spy.
　　 "I saw it, Ryan." George put his hands in front of his mouth, suffocating and stomping his feet, like an unemployed person waiting for a job opportunity.
　　Looking around against the wall, a rogue-like Ryan spit on the ground, swaying across the crowd and walking towards the opposite side.
　　At the same time, George and Leybold also spread out on both sides, as the crowd crossing the road came across.
　　 "FK, bastard, you stained my clothes." Ryan had already quarreled with each other, shouting excitedly with his hands.
　　 His unclean clothes were stained with cream, which was caused by his deliberately speeding up and touching the sandwich in the other person's hand.
　　 "Go away, hicks, otherwise you want to look good." The other party threw away the sandwich in his hand, some annoyedly opened the corner of the dress, and the pistol that was not on his waist was exposed.
　　 "Hey, hey, there is a gun..." Ryan sneered and stepped back. He lifted his right hand down and touched it backwards, the dark muzzle pointed at the other person's head.
　　 "Now, I have a gun too. Let's talk about clothes, jerk..." Two steps forward shot the other person's head with a gun, Ryan shouted arrogantly.
　　 This is a slum in New York near the suburbs. It's normal to pull a gun. People around you see this scene. The standard movement of the cat is running fast and the mouth is tightly closed to avoid stimulating the gunman or being injured by stray bullets.
　　 "What's going on." Baler, who was sitting in the car, walked down, and the hand inserted in his clothes had already gripped the handle of the gun.
　　 "This bichi stained my clothes. He even wanted to scare me with a gun." Ryan grinned and pressed down firmly against the muzzle of his head. "Now?"
　　 "Give him money and leave quickly." Baler did not want to cause trouble for this little thing. The godfather was still waiting in the car. He just kept a vigilant movement and looked at Ryan with a bad look.
　　 Because of the affairs of Maranseino, the godfather has been warned by the CIA. It is no good for anyone to get in trouble at this time.
　　 If this is not the case, Baller will kindly invite the other party into the car to let the other party know who he is facing.
　　 At this moment, Baller did not notice that George and Leybold appeared behind him like a ghost, and moved into the car behind him lightly and silently.
　　 "Who are you." After seeing the two strangers swiftly jump into the car, they clung to their bodies from both sides, and Luciano's face was slightly dull.
　　 "Hey, Bi Chi." George raised his hand and greeted Luciano, then raised his elbow suddenly, directly hitting his chin.
　　Luxiano just wanted to open his mouth to shout, so he was struck by this elbow and hit Venus, and then a pair of big hands tightened his nose and mouth.
　　噗~
　　Hands up and down, George moved his dagger back to his bare feet cleanly, looking at Luciano's rolled eyes, Leybolt let go of his hands, and put his head on the back.
　　 Then the two of them opened the door and got out of the car, lightly closed the door, and swaggered towards the street corner and disappeared.
　　 "Ok, that's right, Bi Chi." After receiving the US$50, Ryan put the money in his mouth and kissed, and waved away to the distance, "Don't let me touch you again, Bi Chi."
　　 Baler looked back at the car. The back of the back seat reassured him. Until Ryan's figure disappeared completely, he released his hand holding the gun and turned back to the car.
　　 "FK..." After looking at Luciano, who was and throat cut by a sharp blade, Bale sat back to the co-pilot and growled.
　　 Two minutes later, more than 30 strong men rushed down the staircase by the road, one by one, fierce, irritable roar, and the uneasy breath spread wildly in New York City.
　　 "Well done beautifully." At the turn of the block next door, the three met again. After high-fiving each other, they looked around and quickly evacuated towards their destination.
　　 "George, why are we here?" Ryan asked, looking at the splendid Waldorfastoria hotel in front of him~EbookFREE.me~ with some incomprehension.
　　The evacuation plan was only known to George. Before coming to New York, they didn’t even know what they were going to do.
　　 "Come with me." They took the two to the alley opposite the hotel. A Buick car was parked there. George opened the trunk with the key he had already got.
　　 Three sets of brand-new black clothes were placed inside. After changing the clothes, George took the two into the hotel parking lot and guarded the three special guards beside a car to walk away.
　　 "Okay, now we just need to wait for the arrival of the big star, we can return to the barracks, roast the warm fire, taste the food...how about another drink?"
　　 Hearing the hustle and bustle in the distance, George smiled indifferently. Around the corner, the vigorous William Deffer was walking towards here generously.
　　 "I will miss New York." Waving his arms again, William Deffer returned to the car with a big smile.
　　The three Georges who were standing by the car followed the car. The car drove away from the parking lot under the sight of everyone. The two police cars sandwiched it in front of the door and moved towards the airport.
　　 "George, is the task going well?" William Deffer asked looking out the window.
　　 "Of course, Mr. Mayor, your banquet BOSS is ready." George looked straight ahead, escorted by the police car, the journey seemed extraordinarily safe.
　　 "What are you waiting for, let's go back to the carnival!" William Deffer, who has recently shown his limelight, is more and more like a politician, and can raise the emotions of others by raising his hand and throwing his feet, and the words are contagious.
　　If you let Li Zitao hear his speech, you will definitely consider letting him be a glorious ‘life tutor after retirement’.