mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 480 You don't respect me, then go to hell
Rebecca Levi asked: "Boss, is he in the company?"

Jesse Livermore shook his head: "No, it's the Smith Brothers and the others. There is a Chinese who owes money to the boss, and the Smith Brothers and the others are chasing the debt."

Rebecca Levi was a little disappointed: "Then I'll go first."

"I'll send it to you."

"No, no, I'll go by myself."

Rebecca Levi had just stepped out of the gate when she bumped into Zhao Chuanxin, who was in a hurry.

Seeing her, Zhao Chuanxin was surprised and said: "Rebecca, why did you come here? I advise you to give up, don't have illusions about me, I am the man you can't get..."

Listening to his nonsense, Rebecca Levi felt inexplicably kind.

It's this taste.

She couldn't help laughing: "I'm here to do trust investment business."

When Zhao Chuanxin heard it, he suddenly thought of a saying about the relationship between men and women that was widely circulated on the Internet in the 21st century-women should be financially independent; women should be kind to themselves.

There is nothing wrong with the first half of the sentence, but it should not be said every day, it would look stupid, for fear that others will not know the little things in my heart; the second half of the sentence is even more stupid, men should be nicer to themselves, and women should be nicer to themselves , all treat themselves better, except that money is more difficult, parents suffer more, and children live worse.

How stupid is a woman who says this every day?

A smart woman should hide her thoughts deeper, instead of fearing that others will not know that she is going to become a selfish and selfish philistine...

Therefore, Zhao Chuanxin waved his hands in disappointment: "It's okay, go back quickly, New York is haunted recently, it's not peaceful."

Seeing that he suddenly turned his face and turned away, Rebecca Levi was puzzled and couldn't help shouting: "Hello."

Zhao Chuanxin turned back: "What are you doing? I've said it all, we are not suitable, don't wish to sleep with me, I will resist if it is useless."

"Pfft..." Rebecca Levi couldn't hold back her laughter, and immediately restrained herself, asking in a low voice, "Are you leaving the United States?"

Zhao Chuanxin could see it, and she would not leave without saying a few words to her.

He leaned his back against the wall, and as soon as he took out his cigarette, Rebecca Levi handed him a lit match.

Zhao Chuanxin was leaning against the wall, holding a cigarette with his left hand, and suddenly stretched out his right hand, stroking Rebecca Levi's forehead hair behind her crystal clear ears.

Rebecca Levi's cheeks fluttered, not expecting his sudden movement.

Zhao Chuanxin stared into her eyes: "Listen to me, Rebecca, thank you for warming the four seasons in New York."

Rebecca Levi's body trembled.

If it's Miao Cuihua, you have to ask back—who are you fooling, you haven't come to the United States for four seasons.

But Rebecca Levi was touched by something.

Zhao Chuanxin twitched his mouth inadvertently, then put it away immediately, and continued to use his unique bass to say: "Life urges you to make money, age urges you to be sensible. Rebecca, after I leave, I hope you will give yourself more confidence." , hold your chest high, and move forward amidst hesitation and hesitation.”

Rebecca Levi's eye circles were a little red, and her throat was choked.

Speaking of raising her chest and raising her head, Zhao Chuanxin glanced in front of her.

Well, E, is on par with Miao Cuihua.

But she is taller.

The angles are also very different.

Zhao Chuanxin sighed: "There is one thing I have always wanted to do, but I have never done it."

Rebecca Levi took a deep breath and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Chuanxin took a deep breath: "The so-called life is as happy as it is. Before I leave, I must touch it."

As he spoke, he quickly stretched out his hand, paused for a moment to feel it, and then quickly retracted it.

how fast?So hot that even the air is hot.

After finishing the matter, Zhao Chuanxin turned his head and left.

Fast forward to the point where Rebecca Levi almost thought it was a hallucination.

One moment was affectionate, the next moment...

She opened her mouth wide in astonishment, watching Zhao Chuanxin disappear into the stairwell.

……

Zhao Chuanxin saw that Kang Youwei didn't let go until today.

"Okay, you have backbone." Zhao Chuanxin gave a thumbs up to Kang Youwei, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Kang Youwei has been tortured to the point where he has been tormented all over the past few days. Before that, he clamored every day to see Zhao Chuanxin for negotiations.

However, Zhao Chuanxin is busy educating people, how can he have time to talk to him?
Zhao Chuanxin moved a chair, placed it in front of Kang Youwei, sat upside down, put his hands on the back of the chair, and propped his chin: "Big Smith, tell me, how much can he compensate me for mental damage?"

Big Smith stroked his beard and brought out a list: "Boss, this is his property."

Zhao Chuanxin took it and saw that Kang Youwei had opened a "Chinese business company" in the name of the Emperor's Association, which involved hotels, catering, transportation, cultural industries, etc.

In addition, there are Zhonghua Hotel, Fishing Ticket Company, Tram Company, Steamship Company, Qiongcailou Restaurant in Chicago, Yokohama Translation Bookstore, etc. all over the world.

In Mexico, he bought a lot of land.

This guy has a lot of vision. Mexico is upgrading urban transportation and laying tram tracks everywhere.

Once it is repaired on the land he bought, he will sell it after the price rises.He also established the Mexican Huamo Bank and entered the real estate industry.

Zhao Chuanxin took a deep breath: "Good old boy, I really have you."

Excluding Kang Youwei's shameless nature and ignoring his deeds of eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, cheating and cheating, in terms of his investment vision and business methods, Zhao Chuanxin thinks this guy is a business genius.

The way is wrong, old man.

I am afraid that many people in future generations will never understand it.

In addition to fixed assets, Kang Youwei still has at least 300 million in cash.

Zhao Chuanxin earns a lot and spends it ruthlessly. A large part of the 750 million US dollars he just got will be put in Freddy Arms Manufacturing Company, because there is only money in and out, and investment is a bottomless pit.

He boasted loudly with Nikola Tesla, but if he wanted to invest in scientific research, his idea had long been on Kang Youwei.

Kang Youwei was weak: "Zhao, Mr. Zhao, if you can let me live, someone Kang will be rewarded."

"You really deserve newspapers, and these industries are newspapers."

Kang Youwei's heart is like a knife.

This is what he has accumulated bit by bit.

He shed tears of remorse: "Zhao Chuanxin, keep a line of life..."

"Leave you paralyzed. Ever since I came to this world, I have no intention of going back alive."

Kang Youwei cried, with snot and tears: "It's all the same, it's all the same, we are all going to die after all. Can you let me keep some property before I die?"

Zhao Chuanxin was going to empty out his family fortune, but when he heard this, his eyes rolled and he changed his mind.

He smiled all over his face and said kindly: "It's ok, I'm not such a heartless person."

Big Smith was taken aback: Zhuo, that's not what you said before.

Kang Youwei looked at Zhao Chuanxin in disbelief: "Really?"

He knew that Zhao Chuanxin was not a good man and a believer.

Zhao Chuanxin roared: "Thomas, get over here."

Thomas W. Lawson from next door rushed over: "Boss, what's the matter?"

Zhao Chuanxin handed him the list: "The valuables are confiscated and included in the trust company. After deducting the trust company's commission, I want to use the remaining profit to invest in scientific research. Pick a few industries and leave them to Kang Youwei to ensure that he can make a comeback. "

Zhao Chuanxin's business is complicated, and in order to clarify the accounts and avoid any confusion, they must be clearly distinguished.

Thomas W. Lawson pointed to the name of "China Business Company" and said, "Does this need to be changed?"

"It's good if you don't change it." Zhao Chuanxin looked at Kang Youwei: "If you have no objections, just cooperate and go through the process as soon as possible, so that I can let you husband and wife leave as soon as possible. Think about the deep love between Xian and his wife. A certain person often laments that he cannot sleep, it is a tragedy in the world. What Zhou Shuren said is good, money is the root of all evil, fortunately, Nanhai, you woke up early."

Boil!
Kang Youwei's nose was crooked.

Zhao Chuanxin wanted to leave, and just as he took a step, he remembered something: "By the way, Big Smith, you asked your brother to take someone to Wardenclyffe Tower on Long Island, and help me watch a man, his name is Nicholas Sterling, if you ask a little bit, you will definitely know who he is, he was often seen in newspapers before."

"Understood the boss." Big Smith said respectfully.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't go home and went to Delmonico's restaurant.

This restaurant is not only New York, but also one of the iconic landmarks in the American catering industry.

It has been open since 1837 and will continue to open until the 21st century.

Zhao Chuanxin has been here before, but he always came with other people.

Pushing the door open, the waiter looked at Zhao Chuanxin, and then at the back of him. After realizing that he was the only one, the enthusiasm on his face suddenly faded.

Zhao Chuanxin glanced around, huh...

In the restaurant, there are some acquaintances.

For example, John Rockefeller Jr. Zhao Chuanxin had seen his photo in the newspaper.

For example... Uncle?
In addition, there are many Wall Streeters, some of whom Zhao Chuanxin knows, and some of whom are familiar with each other.

Among them was Fritz Heinze, former copper king.

This is called, a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

Just as Zhao Chuanxin wanted to walk in, the waiter stopped him: "Sir, are you alone?"

"Correct."

"Then please eat there."

The waiter pointed to a partitioned corner.

Zhao Chuanxin was amazed: "That's great, the news is really slow."

The waiter was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly grabbed the waiter's arm and cut it backwards. His leg was raised high, touching the waiter's ribs.

Pull violently, break horizontally.

Click!

It looks like even the ribs are broken.

The waiter wanted to resist, but there was a feeling that his arms couldn't hold his thighs, and he couldn't resist at all.

"what……"

A scream resounded through the restaurant.

The restaurant suddenly fell silent, looking surprised.

Zhao Chuanxin held the waiter's other arm without any haste.

Click!

"what……"

Zhao Chuanxin let him go: "Can I go in now?"

How can the waiter bother to answer?
Zhao Chuanxin was furious: "You fucking don't respect me, so go to hell."

Saying that, he took out his axe.

duh!
The screaming stopped abruptly.

The restaurant immediately panicked and jumped.

Zhao Chuanxin twisted his neck, held the blood-dripping ax, lifted it up and pointed it around: "Sit down fucking, who dares to make noise?"

John Rockefeller Jr. knew Zhao Chuanxin's name, but he had never met Zhao Chuanxin, because Zhao Chuanxin never let reporters take pictures.

He came with bodyguards and said to the bodyguards: "Bring a gun, shoot him."

The uncle next to him changed his expression: "Everyone put away their guns, and no one is allowed to use their guns..."

Are you fucking kidding me...

(End of this chapter)