mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 430 Bulk Karami

Although the weather has been sunny and windy since October, Zhao Chuanxin's mood is the opposite, not beautiful.

But today was different, he was humming a ditty all the way.

When passing Avenue A, Zhao Chuanxin deliberately went to see Rebecca Levi's dining car.

Rebecca Levi, in her apron, had her hands full.

It's breakfast time, and the hungry pedestrians who are in a hurry can smell the fragrance and confirm the price, so it's hard not to be tempted.

The Chinese on Carnell Street run a dining car, and the drink they serve is coffee.

And Rebecca Levy inherited Zhao Chuanxin's Hot and Sour Tomato Soup.

It's hard to tell which is better.

Because Rebecca Levi has a characteristic of her own - the attribute of internet celebrity.

The figure is too hot, and the personality makes men have the desire to conquer.

Just look at the queues, most of them are men who seem to be queuing up to go out, stretching their necks left and right.

In the process of queuing up, they probed their brains to look at the bustling plump figure that exploded.

Zhao Chuanxin took a glance, and he saw Abraham Cohen and Grenville Harper leading a group of people to look from a distance.

In the line of customers again, Arthur Gompers was spotted.

This boring dog thing is actually ready to eat. After eating in the morning, he came to line up again, with ulterior motives.

Rebecca Levi has been busy these days, always finding time to look up and look around.

Then bow your head and continue working.

Today, like this, when I looked up, I found a man riding a tall horse. His face was hidden under the brim of the hat, but he was riding a horse in a suit and leather shoes, and he was not afraid of wrinkles in his clothes.

That horse, that man's height and shape, that lazy demeanor... Rebecca Levi can recognize who it is even if she can't see the face.

There was a hint of surprise in her eyes, and she wanted to say hello, but felt it was inappropriate.

The knife in his hand slipped, and the fried egg was split in two.

The male customer in front of him smiled and said, "Ma'am, my egg is broken."

Rebecca Levi panicked for some reason and apologized, "I'll fry another one for you."

"Then you should cook two of them. Only two of them will be symmetrical and complete."

Rebecca Levi absent-minded: "Oh, oh, ok..."

Seeing this, the male customer felt very disappointed and felt like a knife was twisting his heart.

Maybe it's because I didn't lick enough, I will work harder tomorrow.

Rebecca Levi finished frying the eggs, and when she looked up again, she found that the man had disappeared.

The male customer handed over a dime with a portrait of the Statue of Liberty on the front and a star cross on the back.

Rebecca Levi lost her mind and threw it into the cash box.

Seeing this, the male customer laughed and pretended to be generous: "The rest is a tip..."

But Rebecca Levi didn't respond.

Yes, Bai Dafang.

Next person!
……

Kang Youwei hides from XZ these days.

He tried to get on the train to Canada, but failed because the train station was patrolled by police, and they posted Kang Youwei's face everywhere.

He tried to take a ship, or go to Canada, or go to Europe, but he was scared back outside the pier.

With yin and yang hair, big braids, and obscene mustaches, the original version of this portrait was drawn by Zhao Chuanxin, and the focus is on realism.

The portraits were posted everywhere, and Kang Youwei could see them himself. At this moment, he felt chills all over his body, as if he was looking in the mirror at a piece of white paper.

My good fellow, he's getting stuck in New York.

He didn't even dare to live in Chinatown.

Because that place is full of An Liangtang's eyeliner.

The little wife, He Zhan, turned pale: "Husband, is this Anliangtang crazy? What benefit does Zhao Chuanxin give them, so desperately?"

Kang Youwei pretended to be calm, with a well-mannered temperament: "According to Yang Runchuan, Zhao Chuanxin gave Anliangtang a business called a dining car. At this time, Anliangtang and Zhao Chuanxin were working together. .”

He Zhan asked anxiously, "Then what shall we do?"

Overseas Chinese get together and go in and out every day, and they are all familiar faces of Chinese people, which will make people feel that life is easier.

But now, they dare not go to Chinatown at all.

Kang Youwei sweated secretly, but suddenly straightened his waist and pinched his beard: "I think that Kang has spent his whole life in Europe and the United States. , the way to save China. Now he is trapped in New York for the villain. Since he is unkind and wants to kill the old man, then the old man is not a fish on the chopping board. The old man still has a few relatives and old friends, so he will be Zhao Chuanxin Check the bottom line and let the US government sanction him!"

He Zhan struggled in his eyes.

The newspaper said that my husband is a villain who seeks to cheat and kidnap, but my husband is so impassioned, which one is the truth?

She gritted her teeth lightly: "Husband, New York Consul Yang Yuying once said that the United States is a paradise for capitalists. Especially in New York, where there are so many treasures, the voice of capitalists can be heard directly. Why don't you think of a way to contact Rockefeller and Morgan?" Liu, see if there is a way?"

Kang Youwei's eyes lit up.

Families such as Rockefeller and Morgan are famous in the United States, and their wealth is incomparable.

But he, Kang Nanhai, is also quite wealthy.

Might as well get in touch and try.

……

In fact, Zhao Chuanxin hasn't left yet, he just found Abraham Cohen.

Abraham Cohen and Grenville Harper greeted him graciously.

Just when Grenville Harper was about to introduce to the group of people, Zhao Chuanxin shook his head cryptically at him, signaling to shut up.

Then pull Abraham Cohen aside.

Abraham Cohen said: "Boss, the police from the First Precinct will go to our company on time every day to report the progress. Unfortunately, the Chinese named Kang Youwei has never been found. The police said that they will take strict precautions against all parties in New York. Exit, and this person must be captured."

Zhao Chuanxin almost forgot about Kang Youwei.

Recently, the beard is a little long and a little itchy.

He scratched his cheek: "The New York police are full of loose kalami, and they can't even catch people with such obvious features. I have provided photo-quality portraits."

Abraham Cohen shrugged.

Zhao Chuanxin gritted his teeth with hatred: "That old man owes me more money than Arthur's home phone number. If you catch him, you will be sorry for the poor people who were deceived by him if you don't squeeze out the last bit of oil and water!"

"..."

Being missed by the boss, Abraham Cohen observed a two-second silence for Kang Youwei.

He also said: "The Rockefeller case opened yesterday, and Rockefeller Jr. appeared in court, but it was evenly divided and there was no winner."

Zhao Chuanxin has no hope for this: "OK, you pay more attention."

"By the way, boss, your apprentice called the company before."

"What?"

"He said he wanted you to invest his money. He wanted money to generate compound interest. He said he knew you were planning big things."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "Understood."

The scoundrel!

Abraham Cohen shyly said: "Boss, can I ask what you are doing? I also want to invest..."

He knew that Zhao Chuanxin's big apprentice, who looked silly, was actually a child with hair finer than a monkey.

He said that to make money, there should be no fakes.

Zhao Chuanxin got on his horse and lit a cigarette: "How much money do you have?"

"I..." Abraham Cohen thought that he didn't have much money, so he went to Sing Sing Prison and gave back one hundred to his cousin. "I'll find someone to make it up, and I can make up to 1000 yuan at most."

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and said, "Go back and take it to Wall Street, 200 meters west of the New York Stock Exchange, No. B555, there is an unlisted office. I have been there these days. Deliver it before October 10, otherwise It's too late."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Grenville Harper leaned over: "What did the boss say to you?"

Because he found Abraham Cohen excited.

Abraham Cohen put away his complacency: "It's nothing, the boss said that the situation of our Xinghui Catering Company will get better and better."

What he said is correct, and it will be like this in future generations. Once the brand is launched and there is no other choice, in the future, it will not be them recruiting franchisees, but franchisees begging grandpa to tell grandma to come and send money.

Grenville Harper was about to say something, but Abraham Cohen said "Excuse me", and ran to the dining car excitedly.

He said to Rebecca Levi: "Rebecca, do you have any spare cash now? The boss may take me to make a fortune,"

Rebecca Levi was taken aback, and just sent away a wave of customers in the morning. She wiped her hands on the apron: "Did the boss say that? He just went to see you?"

Abraham Cohen felt something was wrong.

But can't tell.

He said: "The boss just left. Don't worry, the boss is a very smart person, and he follows what he says, and everything he said has come true."

Rebecca Levy is making a little money these days.

It costs at least 10 cents for a person to come to the dining car.

For example, a sandwich is 7 cents plus tip, or a bowl of tomato hot and sour soup can add up to 10 cents.

Receive 10 customers, and you will receive 1 yuan.

If you receive 100 customers a day, and you get 10 yuan in the account, after deducting the cost of 5 yuan and the carriage fee of 1 yuan, you will have 4 yuan left.

A monthly income of 120 yuan is roughly equivalent to 3000 US dollars in future generations.

But that’s not how the accounts are calculated. In the 21st century, $3000 is not worth the money, because people’s desires will rise accordingly because of the abundance of materials.

At this time, everyone does not need to change their mobile phones, do not need extravagant clothes, skin care products, and computers. A worker with a weekly salary of $12 is enough to support his family, and a worker with a weekly salary of $18 can eat better.

So in New York at this time, Rebecca Levi is definitely a high-income group.

Moreover, she entertains more than 100 customers every day, and the per capita consumption may not stop at 10 cents.

"With the deposit, I can come up with $50," she said.

Abraham Cohen pig nose with scallions - pretending.

He bravely said, "I can lend you another $50."

Rebecca Levi shook her head: "I have $50, and I trust the boss, so just invest $50."

Seeing that she did not accept his kindness, Abraham Cohen shook his head helplessly.

……

Zhao Chuanxin came to the office, lowered the brim of his hat as usual and went upstairs.

This building is not just their company.

The opposite seemed to be being renovated, and a worker was carrying a long wooden plank and turning around with difficulty.

Because of the blind spot, when the worker turned around carrying the board, the board was about to poke Zhao Chuanxin's face.

If this is scratched, it must not be disfigured?

Zhao Chuanxin leaned back, holding the smart gyroscope in his right hand, and clasped it on his back.

Then, in an incredible rear bridge position, the legs are bent at [-] degrees, and the thighs, together with the upper body, are parallel to the ground.

Office staff from other companies discovered through the window in astonishment that the person outside not only leaned back exaggeratedly, but also miraculously stood up straight again as if an injection system was installed on the back.

Even the lowered brim of the hat never fell off.

So they still couldn't see the man's face clearly.

It's fucking amazing!
Not long after Zhao Chuanxin entered the office, Jesse Livermore also came with his hat down.

The same worker went upstairs carrying a few boards and turned around.

Jesse Livermore was startled when he saw the board coming toward his face.

He didn't have the ability to do rear bridge movements, so he could only shake his head violently. Although he escaped, the top hat that covered him flew out...

(End of this chapter)