mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 470 Ten Days Restoration in New York ([-])

A white man said, "Mr. Zhao, we want to do business with you."

"..." Zhao Chuanxin looked at him like a fool: "I'm leaving, what business do you do with me?"

The white man said embarrassedly: "Mr. Zhao, my name is Smith Wayne. I know you are leaving, but your wisdom and wealth remain in the United States."

Legend has it that Zhao Chuanxin has the ability to turn stones into gold. With his advice, anyone can get rich quickly.

Thomas W. Lawson and Jesse Livermore are two prime examples.

In the past, they were also famous, but they were not popular.

Following Zhao Chuanxin tossed twice in Wall Street, both of them have their nostrils upturned now.

Just now Zhao Chuanxin said that he would set up a business consultant office. Smith Wayne felt that this was a waste of money. Good things should be treasured, so how can they be shared for free?

"It's too early to say now." Zhao Chuanxin said mysteriously: "No matter what you do, accumulate wealth first. In 1912, if you still remember what I said today, I will tell you the next outlet. If you When you have capital, you will get rich."

The First World War began in July 1914, and it was not too late for the layout in 7.

But Zhao Chuanxin did not expect the consequences of today's remarks.

Seeing what Smith Wayne wanted to say, Zhao Chuanxin stared: "Don't talk nonsense, and then contact me."

Smith Wayne was afraid to speak.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin getting angry, those reporters dared not go forward because of their obedience.

If you interview a dog, you will kick it twice; if you interview a tiger, the tiger will eat them if you don't obey.

Whoever is obedient depends on the interviewee.

But Zhao Chuanxin waved to them: "Are all the famous newspapers in New York here?"

"Mr. Zhao, I am a reporter from The Sun."

"I'm The New York Times."

"I'm……"

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Since everyone is here, follow me into the manor and hold a press conference today."

Benjamin Goldberg asked: "Master, are we not studying RPG?"

They brought back a lot of materials from their own workshop.

"I'll talk about that later."

Zhao Chuanxin is not in a hurry, the journey is long, and he has to load a lot of things on this return journey, so he directly hires a ship, and some time is tossing.

The "Sun" reporter said: "Mr. Zhao, my name is Charles Anderson Dana, who is this little friend of yours?"

Zhao Chuanxin had never heard of this person. He didn't know that he was the director of the urban news department of "The Sun". He said, "My big apprentice."

He didn't give his name. Benjamin Goldberg still has a long way to go. It's better for him to keep a low profile and not put his own brand on it. He may be a killer in the future.

"Then what is an RPG?"

"Oh, it's a spell."

Charles Anderson Dan walked and recorded, and asked again: "Mr. Zhao, do you really know magic? Can you demonstrate it to us?"

Zhao Chuanxin stood still: "Yes. Now, I turn around, please hold any hand on the forehead between the eyebrows, which is the pineal gland of the human brain. Focus on this hand Come on, when I turn around, I will know which hand you are raising."

After a few seconds, Zhao Chuanxin said, "Okay, let's put it down."

He turned his head and looked, pointing to Charles Anderson Dana's left hand: "It's this one."

Charles Anderson Dana was stunned: "Mr. Zhao, how do you know this?"

Zhao Chuanxin nodded his forehead: "Relying on your mind to connect your pineal gland, this is a spell."

Benjamin Goldberg looked at Zhao Chuanxin in a low voice and said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Master, it is clear that his hand is paler. I think it should be the reason why there is no blood in the hand, because even the blood vessels on the back of the hand have disappeared."

"Bold villain, don't make trouble for no reason, shut up quickly."

The apprentice is too smart and always makes the master feel ashamed.

"..."

The reception room of the manor is very large and luxurious.

Charles Anderson Dana asked, "Mr. Zhao, can I take a picture of you with this background?"

"You can take pictures here." Zhao Chuanxin said: "But at most I can only take pictures of the back."

"New York Daily" reporter Edward Townsend said excitedly: "Mr. Zhao, we met once before, do you remember?"

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him and was a little impressed.

At that time, he fought with the police in New York, and the two ran side by side.

This guy has a lot of guts.

"Oh, remember you, you are suitable to be a war reporter."

"..." Edward Townsend sneered: "Mr. Zhao was joking, that was the most courageous time I have ever done. Mr. Zhao, you are very handsome, why don't you take pictures? Are you worried that someone will harm you?"

"It's a well-known fact that I'm handsome, do I need to emphasize it?" Zhao Chuanxin nonsense: "I'm just worried that if the photo is published in the newspaper, it will make the big girl and the little daughter-in-law haunted by dreams, and they won't be able to sleep at night."

"..."

Charles Anderson Dana raised a sharp topic: "Mr. Zhao, you scuttled the USS Minnesota, shot and killed hundreds of marines, and heard that you killed several policemen at the train station. Many people scolded You, what do you think about this?"

"The world is round." Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigarette: "Profit and loss come from the same source. You only saw someone scolding me, why didn't you see someone praising me? For example, those Chinese outside the gate just now. Besides, the mouth is long. Swear at others as you like, as long as you don't face me, or I will empty the magazine in minutes."

"..."

This metaphor is very vivid.

When he heard about the clips, Edward Townsend asked: "Mr. Zhao, what weapons did you use when you were fighting? Why have I never heard of them?"

"That's called a magic weapon, it's used for physical supernatural powers." Zhao Chuanxin dusted off the soot: "How ugly is the weapon?"

Edward Townsend certainly didn't believe it.

It was clearly a gun that could fire in bursts.

According to the news from the surviving navy, Zhao Chuanxin still has a rifle that can fire intermittently, and can also switch to automatic burst fire, just like Maxim.

This is probably the most advanced weapon in the world right now?
It's a pity that Zhao Chuanxin is unwilling to say more.

Charles Anderson Dana is always very tricky in asking questions: "Mr. Zhao, I participated in a group of intellectuals' salon last night. They said that you have a small belly, that you have low vision and vulgarity, and that you seem to stand out for your compatriots. In fact, it's more like a personal revenge."

Zhao Chuanxin curled his lips: "As for these people, I will give you a definition - poor people with high cognition.

Gentle, courteous, frugal, beautiful and pleasant on a good day, yes, I, Zhao Chuanxin, have five virtues and four virtues! "

In the 21st century, there will be more angry youths popping up like dog pee after the rain.

Don't learn some survival skills, watch fragmented information every day, have no fundamental cognition, and only use the half-knowledge that others have chewed to make it embarrassing.

The marketing account is their biggest power engine.

Zhao Chuanxin is not opposed to reading books, reading newspapers, playing videos and playing games to brag, but he is opposed to using one-sided cognition to point out the country, and even likes to give people online, dancing and so on. You know a lot, and you often teach your children badly. Your children watch these things every day, and they don’t need to be taught badly to grow crooked.Because even the values ​​of adults will become distorted if they read too much fragmented information. The set of values ​​that are opposed to men and women will cause countless single dogs in society.Don't care about other people's dancing, it's better to let these distorted values ​​disappear, so that the children will at least not distort their hearts no matter how much they watch.

He respected the thinking model of Charlie Munger, Buffett's partner in later generations.

At least systematically study several fields, establish your own cognitive model, and then you can talk about it, otherwise you will be a mountain cannon with a hammer, thinking you are awesome, but in fact everything is a nail in your eyes.

And more mountain cannons with hammers will recognize the views of this kind of mountain cannons, causing many empty-handed people to rush around to find hammers and join them. This is the scariest thing.

The difficulty of obtaining knowledge and information has been infinitely reduced. The bigger problem is that there is too much desire for expression. You can be dissatisfied, but don’t just follow the rhythm and style. There has been an era of online and online, and some people want to repeat the same mistakes without knowing it.

At this time, Miao Cuihua brought coffee and tea.

Coffee is for others, and tea is for Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin likes to drink cheap jasmine tea.

Edward Townsend sniffled, the unique aroma came from Zhao Chuanxin's teacup.

He looked at the coffee in his hand again, and the coffee from Ethiopia suddenly became stale.

"Uh, pretty lady, can I have a cup of Mr. Zhao's tea?"

Miao Cuihua nodded to the servant.

After giving the order, Miao Cuihua sat down behind Zhao Chuanxin and beside Benjamin Goldberg, and listened with great interest.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "It happens that you are all here today, I have something important to say.

I think the atmosphere in New York is very bad, and the biggest problem is discrimination.

In a few days, I will be leaving New York, and before I leave, I want to change some things. "

Charles Anderson Dana's eyes lit up instantly.

I'm afraid that Zhao Chuanxin won't do anything.

He hurriedly asked: "Mr. Zhao, what's the matter?"

Zhao Chuanxin tapped the walnut tabletop with his finger: "There must be no discrimination, and no one who discriminates within these ten days!"

The New York Times reporter asked in confusion, "Mr. Zhao, what do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

Everyone began to turn their heads.

I boil...

Combining Zhao Chuanxin's character and violent means, everyone finally understood.

Either stop discriminating, or all discriminators will die!
New York has a population of 400 million, with a high percentage of whites.

If the proportion of discriminators is 80%, then Zhao Chuanxin wants to kill 200 million people?

Among the reporters present, it was hard to say that there were no discriminators, and their faces suddenly became panicked.

Even if he keeps killing around the clock.

How many people can he kill in ten days?

Zhao Chuanxin was actually bragging.

But the problem is that he is bragging, and others have to believe it.

And newspapers helped fuel the flames.

Zhao Chuanxin got up, stretched his neck, took out the ax with a "duh", and chopped it into the tea table: "Men are fighting in the arena. They are as brave as a bear and their eyes are like a wolf. Killing a man in ten steps, the heart can't stop .Kill, kill all the discrimination dogs. There are still remnants of the Southern Front. I heard that there are KuKluxKlan and other supremacist organizations. Start with them! If any of you join them, I advise you to quit before tonight!"

The reporters were in an uproar!
I'm going to boil, something big is going to happen!
(End of this chapter)