The film starts with the Navy SEALs

Chapter 504 Booking the first employee of the company

Tucker didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Longzhan Gourd, and he emptied his purse in a ignorant manner purely out of trust in his own iron buddies.

"My God, you are a great music artist, you have been in Detroit for so many years, and this is how little money?"

Looking at the money that Tucker handed over, Long Zhan was completely speechless when he slapped his head and saw that it was full of small change and no big bills could be seen.

After all, he is a pure old man, so poor that it is true that Long Zhan is speechless.

"I only have this little cash on me, and there are more than 2000 dollars in the card. That is my last capital. Do you want to take it out and give it to you together?"

As a freelancer dedicated to art, Tucker is still loyal enough to be a brother from poor to poor.

"I don't want to waste time in the bank, so I asked you to use it. Now...it seems that I have to go again. You should save your pocket money to buy condoms at night."

Long Zhan didn't go to pick up Tucker's "broken money", and drove to the nearest bank with a dozen steering wheels.

Because of the chaos in the XC area, the procedures for withdrawing money are more cumbersome than in other places. It took nearly half an hour to get a mere $2.

"Here, put it in a conspicuous pocket, it's up to him to catch fish or not."

Long Zhan took out 1 yuan and tossed it to Tucker, folded the remaining [-] yuan into cubes, and stuffed it into the back pocket of his jeans.

It was bulging and raised a big lump, and it was easy to see that it was money by its shape.

Full of temptation!
"Fake, is it so profitable to be a soldier now? I knew I would also be a soldier. Your action of throwing money is so fucking charming."

Tucker hadn't touched 1 cash for a long time, and his hands were shaking a little while holding a wad of money.

Exciting!

Don't blame Tucker for not seeing the world. In the United States, a country where credit cards are popular for advanced consumption, few people can take out large amounts of cash.

Basically, as soon as the money earned every month is in hand, all credit cards and various bills are repaid.

There was only change left on the card.

A wandering "artist" like Tucker, whose income is worse than that of the working class, usually sees small amounts or even coins.

The ability to save two thousand dollars on the taco card is already considered a very powerful existence.

Looking at the hundreds of millions of people in the entire United States, it is conservatively estimated that more than 90% of the people cannot afford bundles of $1 bills.

Cards like Long Zhan have millions of dollars stored on them, and they already belong to the invisible rich.

Seeing that his best friend Tucker was shocked by the 1 US dollars, and he looked like he had never seen the world, Long Zhan thought that his office was short of people, so he just took this opportunity to test him.

If Tucker can pass the test, Long Zhan doesn't mind if he becomes the company's first employee, dedicated to the preparatory work for the establishment of the company.

The premise is to pass the test.

So Long Zhan opened his mouth and said: "It is true that you can make a lot of money in the military field, and I can also help you make money. It is possible to make millions or tens of millions, depending on whether you have the ability."

Long Zhan didn't point out what he said, the meaning in his words was already very clear.

Tucker himself is also a bright-minded person, knowing that Long Zhan is taking advantage of the investigation of the burning of the house to give him a chance to express himself.

Few people in this world don't want to make a lot of money, and Tucker also has a millionaire dream.

Tucker knew that Long Zhan never told lies. He said that if he could make money, he would definitely make money. He heard that he could make millions or even tens of millions.

Tucker was moved.

Heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

"Long, since you have spoken, I will also put it here. As long as you make me rich, my life is yours."

With the temptation of money and the trust of his brothers for many years, Tucker is completely willing to go all out this time.

"Enough buddy, open and bright, haha."

Long Zhan hugged Tucker tightly, and slapped him on the back with both hands.

Tucker is just a handsome ordinary person, who has been slapped by Long Zhan.

After just a few blows from Long Zhan, Tucker was out of breath, and his whole body felt that his internal organs were about to be squeezed out.

He had to beg for mercy quickly: "Stop, stop quickly, you damn big Siberian brown bear, if you continue to shoot me, I will die."

"Haha, it's time for you to exercise. You think about women all day long. Look at you weak, you have to learn more from me."

Long Zhan changed his hugging posture to one-handed hugging, and walked along the street without driving the car.

"Boss, you are my boss, right? You are a freak of nature. From a young age, your muscles and size have grown like crazy. Who can compare with you? And a handsome person like me can eat by his face , I don't want to be trained as a gorilla."

Tucker has his own pride, confident in his handsome face.

"Bah, a pretty face is useless, only big muscles can show the charm of a man."

Long Zhan is really a little envious. Tucker's charming handsome face looks like Hollywood superstar Cary Grant, but if he can only choose one, he will still choose "muscular overlord".

Because being handsome is just a fleeting cloud, while a real man is eternal.

Half an hour later!
Long Zhan and Tucker chatted noisyly with a smile, and walked along the street all the way back to the Austin community.

It was already past five o'clock in the afternoon, and night would be ushered in another hour, and the number of people on the street began to increase visible to the naked eye.

These people who are about to start their nightlife are all dark-skinned.

The only difference.

In addition to being divided into frosting and polishing, there is not enough pigment when it is raw.

Long Zhan, as a white-skinned and black-haired mixed race, plus a pure white Tucker, walking in this world full of blacks, is too conspicuous.

Like a 100-watt light bulb in the dark, it is an eye-absorber wherever you go.

Words such as "white ghost" and "white pig" and various disgusted and hostile eyes also began to appear around the two of them.

If it's just two white people, they will be excluded in the black community, but as long as they don't take the initiative to cause trouble, basically nothing will happen in broad daylight.

Because everyone knows that the lives of white people are valuable, and it will be very troublesome if they are killed.

Even if 10 black people die here, the police will register at most when they come, and then treat it as a gang fight between gangs, and basically will not conduct follow-up investigations.

It is equivalent to dying, and dying.

But if a white person dies here, the impact will be greater than the death of 20 black people, and the police will most likely investigate thoroughly.

Life is expensive, this is the bottom line.

Therefore, neither the gangsters in the XC district nor the Nancheng district wanted to get into such trouble, and they would never kill people unless it was absolutely necessary.

Even if it is a ruthless character of a big gang, the most they can do is grab money and beat them up.

however.

In addition to not being black, Long Zhan and Tucker have an even more terrible point.

(End of this chapter)