mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 439

Abraham Cohen was a little embarrassed and a little discouraged.

Rebecca Levi turned to the woman and said, "Get the car back, we'll be operating as usual tomorrow, I won't be too late."

At this time, many housewives are only responsible for husbands and children, and they can't make any money at all.

But Rebecca Levi gave her a living, and women cherished it very much. She responded with a smile and drove away.

Abraham Cohen said: "Why don't you take a day off tomorrow, and you may have to drink some wine later. The people in it are all Wall Street elites, so you have to give them some face."

Rebecca Levi heard the words and unconsciously made comparisons in her heart.

Needless to say, my uncle is an old bastard.

Abraham Cohen and her were not only childhood sweethearts, but they were grown up, and he always took good care of her.

But the uncle and nephew are often blinded by power and money.

She thought for a while, if it was Zhao Chuanxin at this time, Zhao Chuanxin would definitely say without hesitation: "You should eat and drink, a bunch of dogs, don't bother with them."

Thinking of this, Rebecca Levi couldn't help but smile, the moment of youth fascinated Abraham Cohen.

However, he felt that the smile was not because of his words.

The two walked into the Waldorf Hotel hand in hand.

Abraham Cohen looked at the Holland Hotel where he held a reception last time, this place was truly luxurious.

He clicked his tongue in amazement: "The boss held a celebration party here, and it cost a lot of money to come here."

Rebecca Levy is blind to grandeur.

She was a little distracted: "Oh, yes, it is like this."

Abraham Cohen said again: "Hurry up, we're getting late."

Rebecca Levi pursed her lips and said nothing.

Two people take the elevator, the person who drives the elevator waits for the elevator door to close, and then starts the button.

When they arrived at the banquet hall, as soon as the two entered the door, they heard laughter and laughter.

Everyone was in high spirits and their faces were flushed.

All are well-dressed.

Obviously, these people have a very different temperament from the street people.

When Thomas W. Lawson saw the two, he apologized to the person who was talking and walked over quickly.

"Thank you for coming, please come inside."

Abraham Cohen liked this scene very much, and even more liked the temperament of everyone present today.

He couldn't help but straighten the collar of the silk suit that had already been drawn. For a silk suit, drawing the silk was not a shame, but a sign of the face.

This is the circle he wants to fit into.

Rebecca Levi glanced around and asked, "Where is Mr. Chen?"

Thomas W. Lawson was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Zhao Chuanxin's pseudonym was Chen Yigeng, and said with a smile, "He won't come until later, so he's going back to take a shower."

Zhao Chuanxin lived in the office for many days, and there were no conditions for bathing there.

After being poor for so long, he suddenly became rich, and immediately opened a room at the Waldorf Hotel to take a shower.

Rebecca Levi was disappointed.

Thomas W. Lawson was a very careful man, and he looked at Rebecca Levy and then at Abraham Cohn, and said what a fool.

I also feel that the boss is really popular with women.

He called a trader and whispered a few words.

The trader hurried away.

Not long after, he came back with two leather bags.

Thomas W. Lawson handed over the purses to each of them, Abraham Cohen's thick, Rebecca Levi's slightly thinner.

Thomas W. Lawson said with a smile: "This is the investment of the two of you. I have asked someone to settle it. There is a list of transactions in it. The relevant handling fees for the traders have been deducted, and they are all displayed on the transaction form."

Abraham Cohen was ecstatic when he touched the thickness of the bag.

Rebecca Levi was surprised: Can it really make money?There are still many looks!

She wasn't too surprised, the money came so easily, but she felt uneasy.

But Abraham Cohen hurriedly opened the bag and saw the stacks of banknotes inside, his eyes widened.

He first took out the transaction form, which clearly marked the track of each transaction.

Although he checked the Xinghui Catering Company's statement every day, he still couldn't understand the transaction form.

But he understood the final amount: $4382!

Falk...

Abraham Cohen's breathing began to become heavy.

He has never seen so much money in such a big age.

The principal of 1000 yuan was collected from many people, plus the sum of the money he earned during this period.

In just a few days, it has more than quadrupled!
Thomas W. Lawson watched him and laughed without saying a word.

This little money is too childish for him.

If you want him to know how much money the boss makes, don't scare him into paralysis?
Instead, he said to Rebecca Levi, "Ms. Levi, won't you open it?"

Rebecca Levi smiled embarrassedly, opened the bag, and took out the transaction form.

$325!

Rebecca Levy opened her mouth.

She felt a little ridiculous.

How much can I earn in a month if I wake up early and work late?
But this group of people, I haven't seen how much they endured, and they can make so much money?

Abraham Cohen scratched his head: "No, my thousand dollars turned into $4382. How did Rebecca's $50 become $325, six times more?"

Thomas W. Lawson took out his cigar, lit it, and said with a smile: "Look at the time, you sent the money late, so the process of participation was short. But Ms. Levi sent the money the next day , participated in our transaction throughout.”

"Snapped!"

Abraham Cohen slapped himself hard on the thigh.

Thomas W. Lawson hurt to look at it.

Abraham Cohen fired back, and Mrs. Xianglin babbled: "It's all my fault, really, I raised money earlier, and now I have at least $6000 in my hand...Mr. Lawson, is Wall Street's money so easy to earn? It seems I will also buy more stocks in the future!"

Thomas W. Lawson narrowed his eyes: "Abraham, may I call you that?"

"Of course, please feel free."

"I suggest that if you don't have your boss involved, you still don't want to go into the muddy water."

This is not something he can grasp.

Abraham Cohen frowned, obviously not paying attention to his words, or he was not convinced.

Why can you do it but I can't?

Thomas W. Lawson has a different level. He thinks he is not his father, so he can't make trouble, so he just stops.

Abraham Cohen saw that there were Wall Street elites everywhere, so he pleaded guilty, and then ran off to socialize.

Seeing him leave, Thomas W. Lawson suddenly said to Rebecca Levi, "The boss is in room 9 on the ninth floor."

After finishing speaking, Shi Shiran left with a cigar in one hand and a wine glass in the other.

Rebecca Levi was stunned, and then walked out of the banquet hall as if her body was uncontrollable...

After finding room 925, Rebecca Levi straightened her waist, raised her hands at the same time, straightened her hair on her forehead and pinned it behind her ears, smoothed the folds of her lower abdomen, and cleared her throat.

After a set of movements, I finally didn't feel nervous.

She knocked on the door.

no response.

She knocked again, and this time she heard what seemed to be a table and chair being moved.

Then the door was opened and no one...

She frowned, and probed in to observe suspiciously, and then her forehead was pressed against the cold gun barrel extending from the side.

After that, he was grabbed by a big hand, and his body was pulled into the room uncontrollably.

The dress she had just smoothed out became awkward, and the hair she had just rolled up fell down again. She staggered and couldn't help screaming.

"what……"

Then she saw Zhao Chuanxin in a cotton bathrobe, holding a strangely shaped gun in his hand, and his eyes were very cold, just like he once killed people in the Holland Hotel.

Seeing that it was Rebecca Levi, Zhao Chuanxin retracted the magazine of the God of War M1907, pulled the pull-down handle, retracted the bullet, and reloaded it into the magazine.

Putting the gun away, Zhao Chuanxin went to close the door expressionlessly, and pulled the table and chairs over to the door. This was a habit he developed while staying outside.

All the psychological preparations made by Rebecca Levi were shattered by Zhao Chuanxin's operation.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't ask her why she came, but just pointed casually: "Sit."

He didn't ask, but Rebecca Levi took the initiative to explain: "I'm here to thank you."

"Oh." Zhao Chuanxin looked relieved: "Fortunately, I thought you were going to plot against me."

"..." Talking to Zhao Chuanxin, it was hard not to break the defense. Rebecca Levi couldn't laugh or cry: "I didn't expect to make so much money. I'm here to pay you back the fifty dollars."

"That's what you deserve. For things like acting, it's hard to say what you're paid for. Fifty yuan isn't much."

"Ah, acting?" Rebecca Levi was in a daze. She didn't know what happened that day, and her focus was never on that fat white man.

"Take the flowers yourself, I also made a little money this time."

Rebecca Levi was very curious: "How much do you make?"

She earned more than six times, and Abraham Cohen earned more than four times, so Zhao Chuanxin should have earned more, maybe... ten thousand?Or sixty thousand?
She thought about $[-], my God, how much is that?

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "Billions."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Rebecca Levi stopped asking.

Rebecca Levi didn't know what to say. Seeing Zhao Chuanxin dangling back and forth in a bathrobe, she was a little embarrassed: "Well... more and more people are unemployed, and the world is difficult. I am in the banquet hall, I heard them say that if you earn money, you need to buy a watch or a car, the money is easy to come by, so you should save it.”

Quick money and quick spending seems to be the law of nouveau riche, regardless of Chinese or Western.

"Hehe, I have been doing good deeds all my life, so I should earn this money."

Rebecca Levi didn't know what to say again.

Zhao Chuanxin was never embarrassed, so it was others who were embarrassed.

He took out the guns one by one, put them on the bed, and started to load the ammunition.

Rebecca Levi saw that he moved skillfully as if drinking water and eating, and asked, "Are you going to start a war?"

It was the first time she had seen so many types of firearms and ammunition in such a big age.

"It's hard to say. Our faction pays attention to the soldiers first and then the etiquette. Last time at the Holland Hotel, I made a mistake and was almost killed by thieves. This time, I must prepare first."

Putting away the guns one by one, Zhao Chuanxin took off his nightgown casually.

Good guy, Rebecca Levi was dumbfounded: "You, you, what are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)