After lunch, the ore from the harbor has been handed over and will be stored by Movement Vanguard and Skunk Labs.

After accompanying Lian Qinglin to the headquarters of the Blue and White Chamber of Commerce to settle the settlement, Li Zitao arranged for him to stay at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel again, and then returned home.

"Are they all here?" In the storeroom, Li Zitao saw the so-called 'congratulatory gifts. ’

20 cm high, a hundred sons Guanyin made of white jade, a mother tree in a red glazed porcelain bottle, and two landscape paintings made by Master Zhang Daqian.

There is also a pair of inscriptions, a hundred years of good cooperation, the payment, Chairman Hong.

These did not attract Li Zitao's attention, his mind was all on the handwritten letter in his hand, and as expected, he was invited to return to China to take a look.

Li Zitao stayed in the study until late at night, and then wrote a reply letter to the effect that 'I am busy with affairs and it is difficult to withdraw, but I care about my hometown and am willing to make a contribution'

Along with the letter, someone handed it over to Lian Qinglin, as well as a check for 1 million US dollars.

In addition, in a conversation with Lian Qinglin, Li Zitao also explained that he was in the three eastern provinces, and in the future, it will be laid out in Hualian department stores across the country.

Although Lian Qinglin had some regrets, he didn't say anything more.

With Li Zitao's identity and status today, and in the capitalist empire, he can only be coaxed with good words.

Otherwise, what can you do if people don't bird you?

After solving the problem of congratulatory gifts, Li Zitao stayed at home.

Norma and Eric were taken over, and Lao Huang is now also a person who drags the family, always letting him take care of the two little guys, and Li Zitao is not embarrassed.

What's more, now that there are enough servants in the house, the two little ones are able to be well taken care of without him having to bother.

In his free time, Li Zitao personally took them everywhere crazy, walked the dogs, teased the birds, and took Xiaojin to the park to release pigeons to see how it hunted, and the days were pleasant.

By the time I received a call from Roosevelt, it was the end of April.

Joseph Kendi Sr. agreed to meet with him, New York, Rika Castleton Hotel.

Li Zitao departed the next day, and the six bodyguards, plus himself, just reached the maximum number of passengers on the plane.

The cubicle was finally used, and the sound coming from inside made the corners of the bodyguards' mouths flutter, but they remained quiet and closed their eyes.

When she went in, Lily was wearing black stockings, and when she came out, the stockings were gone, and she had an extra black shard in her hand.

"This is a new gift for you. A Wells Fargo gold card, Li Zitao stuffed it into the gap in her chest before getting off the plane.

Maybe it's because she looks too much like the goddess Collins Tausi, and that healing innocent smile, so that Li Zitao will always keep a concern for her.

"Boss, do you need to check around?" After the last incident, the bodyguards looked at the tall building opposite with a little vigilance after arriving at the hotel.

"Yes. Li Zitao nodded silently and pushed the door into the room.

Leaving two bodyguards to guard the door, the other four left the hotel and walked towards the building at the right angle.

The meeting time with Joseph Kendi was 3 p.m., and Li Zitao had arrived at the hotel at 12 p.m., believing that Joseph Sr. should be in a room in the hotel at the moment.

However, neither of them was in a hurry, and Li Zitao stayed in the room until 2:55 before arriving at the coconut tree restaurant on the 9th floor under the escort of bodyguards.

Old Joseph sat in the corner, far away from the window, and seemed to be on the lookout for it.

"What do you want?" sat down, and old Joseph looked at him with a smile as if he were an old friend, with a cup of coffee.

"Gin, on the rocks. He said a word to the waiter beside him, waved off the bodyguard, and the two sat alone at the table, looking at each other in silence.

"I didn't do that. Eventually, Joseph Sr. was the first to speak.

Maybe he was also afraid that Li Zitao's gunman hiding somewhere would inadvertently shoot a bullet through his head.

"The matter of Kendi Manor has nothing to do with me. Li Zitao leaned back in his chair, crossed his hands, and rested his elbows on the table.

"My housekeeper died, and little Joseph and my other two children were brought up in his care, and they were very sad, as well as the guards and maids. ”

Old Joseph showed a sad expression, like an ordinary old man, feeling the cruelty of life.

"Four of my bodyguards died, and on the train, a killer disguised as a robber almost killed me. Li Zitao leaned forward and looked at him sharply.

The cold and merciless eyes made old Joseph's heart sink and he wondered what he meant.

"Did he come to declare war?" or did he make certain preparations?" said Joseph Sr., looking out the window.

Before Li Zitao's bodyguards searched the rooftops of the surrounding high-rise buildings, his people had already stayed there, just to prevent a repeat of the Los Angeles incident on him.

"There is a saying among the Chinese, harmony makes money, and I believe that those things are not done by you. Li Zitao retracted his gaze, leaned back again, and no longer looked aggressive.

"Thank you for your trust, I think it must be a conspiracy, someone is behind the scenes and wants to provoke a war, I will find them. Old Joseph breathed a sigh of relief.

"Remember to let me know that I'll unscrew his head to use as a toilet bowl myself. Li Zitao smiled fiercely, and old Joseph looked away with a weak heart, his eyes wandering.

"Let's toast to peace and friendship. Li Zitao raised his glass and said with a bright smile.

After drinking it all, Li Zitao asked him if he would leave together, and the two really had nothing to say together.

After receiving the reply of refusal, Li Zitao left the restaurant with his bodyguards, leaving old Joseph sitting at the table, thinking with a changing face.

"Did it really end as he said? and how much did he know about it, and did he have any other trick in his hands?

Also, how can I get rid of this crumb that he hates so much!"

When Joseph Sr. pondered these questions, he could never have imagined that what he hoped would come so quickly that he was unprepared.

Bang!

The melodious sound of the violin in the restaurant could not suppress the crisp sound, and then there were piercing screams and shouts from downstairs: "The boss has been shot, catch them"

"How come?" old Joseph hurried to the window, and when he saw the figure downstairs who was being carried back to the hotel by bodyguards, his pupils couldn't help but shrink into needles.

"Who? who did it, and what did he want to do?" Old Joseph's instinct told him that there would be big trouble in this matter, but he could not think of the point of the problem for a while.

Until he looked up and saw a guard in an overcoat on the opposite rooftop, knocked over to the ground, holding a sniper rifle in his hand.

Joseph Sr. remembers very well that it was he who personally brought the other man to New York and ordered him to search the surrounding buildings for security.

His most loyal captain of the bodyguard, Pajero Flanders.