Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 185: Continental Hotel Opening in Progress
In October 1928, the 10th year of the Republic of China, Behemoth Corporation Building in Manhattan, New York.

At the weekly board meeting, the board meeting of the Behemoth Foundation, one of the American Inhuman organizations, was held as scheduled. After the business part of the meeting ended, the Inhuman meeting part began.

"Chamber, how is Mr. Wang's life in New York? Has he been dazzled by the glitz and glamour of New York?"

A director asked Qian Boer, although they are an alien organization, in the Behemoth Group, aliens are only a key department of the group, not the whole group.

Wang Yi's performance as an alien was indeed beyond their understanding, but that did not mean they would regard Wang Yi as a hot commodity, even if a big shot in the technical department asserted that they could master the technology of the next thirty years in advance through Wang Yi.

"Excuse me, this is the first time I can't see through a person. If it weren't for the information showing that he has never been to New York, I would have suspected that I was in contact with a New Yorker. I think I have written a report on this part, you can take a look."

"I saw it, so I asked you, a person from a feudal country that has existed for thousands of years, didn't show the kind of amazement that should be shown towards an industrial age? I remember that when the Chinese man named Li Hongzhang first came to the United States, he was not like this."

"Have you ever met Li Hongzhang?"

"He visited the United States in 1896. I was as young as you at that time. I witnessed with my father the expression of the Qing official when he saw New York. He looked desperate and helpless. From that moment on, I knew that the ancient civilization with a history of years had fallen."

"But it was only the Qing Dynasty that declined, not the ancient country."

"Maybe, but they are so far behind. Maybe in the future they will enter industrial civilization, but they will definitely not surpass us. That's why I can't understand why an alien from a backward country would be so indifferent to everything in New York, and even blend in with it. Look at this, he also knows the taste differences of several wineries in Bordeaux? Interesting. Apart from this, is there any interesting news in New York recently?"

The director pointed to the words about Wang Yi in the report submitted by Qian Bo, and also asked the secretary who was in charge of presiding over the meeting.

"Two days ago, the Irish's stronghold in New York was wiped out overnight by an alien named John Wick, in one hour to be exact. He took over all of the Irish's businesses in New York and renamed it the Continental Hotel."

"Continental Hotel? From Europe?"

"Not sure, it's still under investigation."

"Then send someone to contact him and tell him how the Irish did business with us before. He'd better comply. Okay, I don't have any more questions. Does anyone else want to say anything?"

"Doctor, has Tesla responded yet?"

Another director also asked the technical director in charge of the aliens to find out about the progress.

"He is applying for a patent for an aerial transportation device and is still considering my invitation."

"Oh? As the inventor of alternating current, he should be the expert who knows the most about electromagnetic force. With such a living body in front of him, he actually chose to put it aside? You know, if we hadn't secretly tampered with him, he would be the richest man in the world now."

As a doctor in the alien technology department, I felt embarrassed and wanted to say, "You also know that Behemoth has a feud with them. It is one thing for them to give up the patent for the benefit of all mankind, and it is another thing for them to be secretly pressured by us to make trouble. No one can just let this matter go. But after thinking about it, I decided to answer this question in a tactful way.

"His answer was this. He said he had seen and met some extraordinary people, and knew how some of their abilities would change the world if they could be popularized. But this is not something that can be done just by saying it. First of all, although many extraordinary people have extraordinary abilities, they themselves don't understand the principles of their abilities. In addition, there are technical limitations, materials, and funding. Even if we can solve the funding problem, we cannot solve the limitation of the times."

"It is precisely because the Inhumans themselves cannot figure out their abilities that scientists like them are needed to restore the process."

"Mr. Lister, you misunderstood me. Take the steam engine for example. We all know that the steam from boiling water is a phenomenon, and from this phenomenon, the steam engine was invented. However, many of the abilities of the Inhumans are beyond our knowledge. We don't even know how these abilities can be used or what they can lead to. On this basis, even Tesla has to start researching from scratch, which takes a long time. You should know that there are so-called space movers among our Inhumans, but until now we still don't understand the principle of space movement."

"Then according to what you said, isn't this Wang Yi also the same?"

"In theory, he is, but he gives me the feeling that he knows that the electromagnetic force he controls can indeed do these things, so I made that suggestion a week ago, but you know, Tesla doesn't trust us. And his position means that we can't do anything beyond the specifications."

The topic remained awkward here. The dirty things that the Behemoth Consortium had done to Tesla turned into a boomerang and hit them hard.

As the founder of the Behemoth Group, the big boss who holds the largest shares and presides over the board meeting also spoke at this time.

"In this case, let Tesla feel our sincerity. We will help him speed up the patent application for the space transportation device. Since he has doubts about the power wielded by Wang Yi, let him feel Wang Yi's power firsthand and let him make the decision."

"How do you feel?"

"Let's have an arms display. The Inhuman organization in this country only needs one of us, Behemoth."

"Are we going to attack the ant nest?"

"This is a great opportunity, isn't it? We invited this man here not just as a guest, and he wouldn't accept such an invitation. Since the beauty of New York can't intimidate him, let him see some of the secrets of our Behemoth."
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On the other hand, on Wang Yi's side, he is redefining the framework of his emerging force, the Continental Hotel, together with his partner Winston Wilson as John Wick.

Although those vassal forces that originally worked for the Irish mafia chose to pledge allegiance to Wang Yi, in their view, it was just a change of leaders. As long as the other party still followed the previous rules of the Irish mafia, they would just pledge allegiance to him, even if it was just a change of name and signboard.

But Wang Yi, as a new official, naturally had three things to do when he took office. The first one was an order that his hotel in the mainland must not sell fake liquor!

Don't use horse urine, methanol is inferior, a few big sacks of corn are only a few dollars, and a barrel of wine is a guaranteed high price of fifty dollars. With this profit, you still want to mix methanol in it? You also cut corners and shorten the fermentation process, and the wine you sell is mixed? And the price of each barrel is higher and higher? I can't afford to lose this man!

In other words, it was the Prohibition era now. If Roosevelt came to power and completely lifted Prohibition, you would go bankrupt in minutes with the way you were doing things.

Since he chose to change the name to Continental Hotel, he had no intention of making quick money. What he wanted was a steady stream of income so that he could provide a continuous transfusion to his new home during the war of resistance against Japan or even after the establishment of his new home.

At this point, Winston just felt that he had made the right bet. The new boss was very smart and knew how to build a brand. This was much better than those gangsters who would pull out guns at every turn.

However, after this fire, many small bosses were unhappy. They made too much quick money, and it was difficult for them to focus on craftsmanship and branding. They short-sightedly thought that since Prohibition was written into the US Constitution, it would never be revoked, so why should they pay attention to these things? In the US these days, if you don't drink, there are plenty of people who do.

For such disobedient little leaders, Wang Yi and Winston had to work harder, visiting every household and having heart-to-heart talks with them.

Although they were a little upset at the beginning, the final result was good. However, these small leaders knew that they were not capable of the next job and chose to leave New York forever.

After the black side is gone, you have to visit the white side.

We can't talk about these heartfelt words here. We have to let the police chief who manages their area go and experience the night view of New York's skyscrapers and the taste of the US dollar.

Wang Yi was very efficient. He took Winston to visit everyone in just two or three days, making them accept the existence of Wang Yi, the new force in the Continental Hotel.

In the process, Wang Yi also won over all the aliens in the hands of the Irish gang and made them a force that Winston could directly command. As for whether they would disobey or whether Winston would use this power to stab Wang Yi in the back.

The moment he saw Wang Yi smash an alien's head with just one slap, this thought no longer existed.

But for Wang Yi, he had more doubts about the American mutants, because none of the thirty mutants he had were acquired, all were innate. And everyone had more or less traces of external factors, which was very strange. He did think that with the background of the United States, there might be many pseudo-innate mutants created by technology, but these mutants should only be in the hands of organizations like the Behemoth Foundation, and should not appear among the people, and the base number was too large.

Unfortunately, no matter how he asked, these innate humans with traces of external forces did not know where their abilities came from. Perhaps he could only get the answer from the Behemoth Group through the identity of Wang Yi.

As for the second fire, it is to stop the drug business and human trafficking done by the former Irish gang.

To put it simply, he wants this mainland hotel to be white, and he doesn’t care whether the income will be reduced.

What a joke, he is a time traveler who was reborn, even though the time he was reborn in is a bit old, he still has the necessary prophetic powers.

Build up the reputation of mainland hotels here, make a fortune before the stock market crash next year, acquire a few arms dealers, and then find the inventor of penicillin and develop this thing in advance. When World War II breaks out, money will come in large amounts. Isn't this much faster than making money from drugs?

It’s just that ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

This second fire is not easy to start. Winston suggests not to do so before building up your own wine brand, as there will be a mutiny at that time.

Although you don't mind killing a few more people, we can't suppress the situation this way. We might as well endure it. Our foundation is not very stable at the moment.

The selection of hotel sites, brand design and new wines all take time, and these guys will only be obedient after they have tasted the sweetness.

"Mr. Wick, do you have any ideas on the brand name of the new wine?"

In the office building that Wang Yi bought, Winston asked Wang Yi.

Wang Yi thought about it, looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, pointed to one of the white clouds and said, "Everywhere, Winston, I want our wine and Continental Hotel to be opened not only in various areas of New York, but also all over the world."

"Mr. Wick, this is a big ambition and it will take a long time."

"Maybe it won't take that long. A wise man once said that a person's success requires not only personal efforts but also the progress of the times. Winston, the times are on my side."

"I firmly believe in this, but Mr. Wick, I am a good manager, but not a good professional manager. Whether it is the sales of new brands or the site selection and design of hotels, these are not my strong points. In addition, our cash flow is not very high."

"Flowers so fast?"

This was the first time Winston saw emotional fluctuations on Wang Yi's face as John Wick. For some reason, Winston suddenly felt relieved. It turned out that his boss cared a lot about money.

"If it was just buying an office building and re-building the brand, it would be enough, but Mr. Wick, you also want to build a hotel, the location is very important, and you have to pay a lot of taxes and pay the wages of the newly hired workers... At least before Christmas, we don't have much money."

"I can't not pay taxes. I'm an American. In the United States, there are only two things that are unavoidable: death and taxes. Tax evasion is not a good thing, Winston. As for professional managers, there are so many elites on Wall Street. We can't be unable to come up with this little money, right? Or do you have any other recommendations?"

"I can't really recommend anyone, but a team always needs someone who can take control of the direction. I know such a person. He has all the ideas you proposed, Mr. Wick, and he has implemented them. Thanks to him, his boss is very happy. Of course, Mr. Wick is better in terms of branding."

"Can you dig it out?"

"It wasn't possible before, but there may be a chance recently. Because of some personal emotional problems he has, his boss is very unhappy now, so maybe there is a chance."

"Tell me."

A name spoken by Winston also made Wang Yi raise his eyebrows.

"It's him?"

"Mr. Wick, do you know him? Yes, this luxurious life in Long Island is what every New Yorker wants."

"If it's him, he is indeed a good candidate. And you are right. It's not that there is no chance. It just requires a little patience."

After checking the time, Wang Yi did not continue to talk in detail with Winston. After all, the general framework had been completed. He had to re-plan the winemaking steps, not cut corners, design the brand, select the hotel site, and have a so-called membership system after the opening. These were not advanced, but with the help of Wang Yi's prophetic wisdom, the things that had been systematically integrated would teach a lesson to his peers in New York this year.

"Then everything here will be handed over to you, Winston, before Christmas. Don't worry about not being able to contact me, I'm everywhere. As for whether those people will listen to you, it depends on your own performance, Winston."

"I will, Mr. Wick. I don't need them to listen to me. I just need them to know that you are behind me."

"It's a very smart idea. I'm waiting for you to give me a satisfactory answer. As for the person you mentioned, I will make him join us willingly before Christmas."

"I'll wait and see, Mr. Wick."

Wang Yi left the office building he bought. After a while, the office building he bought will be converted into the headquarters of the Continental Hotel.

During the next period of time, he will have to temporarily put aside his identity as John Wick and contact the Behemoth Group as his original body, Wang Yi.

Regarding the secrets of the Inhumans in the United States, only the Behemoth Consortium could give him the answer, and with such a big tiger skin, they had to get some benefits. He didn't believe that the other party only wanted to get inspiration from his human magnetic field. The capitalists were not so far-sighted. They had to eat the meat that was in front of them before considering the rest.

Wang Yi wandered around the streets of New York for a while, changed back from John Wick to Wang Yi, and returned to the residence arranged for him by the Behemoth Foundation.

As soon as the door opened, he saw the team of aliens that Wang Yi had taught him a lesson before. They were affiliated with the Behemoth Group and led by Qianbol, the son of the director.

"Finally, you thought of me, so what do you want me to do for you?"

Wang Yi was not surprised by the appearance of Qian Bol and others. He sat on the sofa and asked directly.

"Are you getting used to life in New York?"

"Old Qian, this is not a question. But I did meet some people like us in New York, but what interests me is that they are all born like you, but they are different from you. At least you are born with it, while they are like your friends, with traces of science. Can you give me an answer?"

Qian Bol, who came prepared, also took out a document from his briefcase and threw it to Wang Yi, who was kind enough to translate it into Chinese.

And on this document, Wang Yi saw a second organization in the United States besides the Behemoth Foundation, which was called Ant Nest.

　Today is Mother's Day. I went back to have dinner with my mom and some aunts. The update is late. I will resume the normal update tomorrow to make up for what I owe during this period, and then make up for the five updates of the monthly ticket goal. This month, I will do what I said.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)