After a night's half-asleep rest, Yang Zhu finally recovered most of his spirits;

After eating breakfast, Yang Zhu turned his head sideways and asked, "Have you prepared everything you prepared yesterday?"

Grand Prince Lin nodded: "It's all ready according to your requirements." ”

"But, Yang Dada, what are you doing with these things?"

Yang Zhu stood up and snapped his fingers: "Let's go, Driver Lin, I'll explain to you in the car." ”

..................

A half-worn car drove slowly in the outskirts of New York;

Yang Zhu cautiously opened a huge bag, and suddenly a mixture of sweat and musty smell came to the surface.

Lin Tu's face changed, his left hand quickly covered his nose, and he said angrily:

"Yang Dada, what do you want these dirty and smelly clothes for?"

Yang Zhu looked at these shiny clothes with disgust, but without hesitation, he began to change his clothes:

"Because I'm going to investigate the most truthful, valuable information. ”

Lin Tu was puzzled, and looked at Yang Zhu, who looked like a wanderer in an instant:

"Pretend to be a homeless person to get the most authentic and valuable information?"

"You mean, we don't have enough information to make an entry judgment right now?"

Yang Zhu unscrewed the small box, smeared the white shoe polish inside on his head, and then kept rubbing his hands on his head, and after a while, his hair became a lock of hair:

"Hmph, of course, you are also in finance, you should know how fake the numbers on the rest of the reports are, except for the table in the hands of the final boss and the head of the core business department. ”

Lin Tu hesitated: "But this is the United States, even if the data of various institutions on their side is a little watery, but it is not as untrustworthy as ours in China, right?"

Yang Zhu opened a small plastic bag, carefully sprinkled the dust inside on his hair, and then rubbed it;

Hearing Lin Tu's question, the corners of Yang Zhu's mouth showed disdain: "In my opinion, the data given by the United States to the outside world is less credible than the data given by our domestic companies;"

"At least the financial fraud guys in our domestic company are still a little immature, and they can roughly find out the context from the statements;"

"And this group of old fritters in the United States, fake accounts can be described as the peak, and the data given to the outside world directly makes you unable to catch your tail. ”

Lin Tu understood what Yang Zhu meant, whether it was looking at the ledger or looking at the data, whether the numbers were true or false, if your eyes only stayed on the numbers themselves, then they would be the biggest fool in Tianzihao;

The significance of these numbers lies in the fact that you can see the market and company operation curve behind them through many segmented digital interactions and changing trends, so as to combine them with your own analysis model to determine what you want to do next;

The United States is obviously a master of this, perhaps more than half of the figures given are true, but the detailed digital interactions are all disrupted according to a certain logic, so that you can't see the truth behind it at all.

But......

Lin Tu was a little puzzled: "Yang Dada, but I still don't understand why you want to pretend to be a homeless man." ”

Yang Zhu carefully smeared it on his face, and sighed a little helplessly:

"You people, you've been on the top for too long, and you know almost nothing about the most valuable sources of information in this society;"

Looking at Lin Tu, who was driving seriously and listening attentively, Yang Zhu explained:

"You should know that the vast majority of the American people are giant babies, right?"

Lin Tu nodded, it is a well-known fact that the psychological tolerance threshold of the grassroots people in the United States is low, the level of thinking logic is simple, and the polarization of mentality is serious.

Yang Zhu continued:

"Therefore, objectively speaking, among the American people, there are many simple-minded enthusiasts, and there are many public welfare enthusiasts;"

"In this group of people, there is a handful of people who have given their love to the homeless community in the United States;"

"Isn't the phenomenon of evictions in the United States' homeless parks quite serious, so they gathered a group of volunteers to find the vacant houses, then arranged for the homeless to move in, and taught them how to deal with police and community worker inspections. ”

"And our goal is to find them and join them, so as to get the most comprehensive and authentic information about abandoned listings,"

"Then we can trace the source, and it is easy to know the extent of mortgage failure in the United States;"

"Hmph, your mortgage overdue data doesn't really tell the truth, those investment banks and financial guarantee agencies in the United States can try their best to cover the cover;"

"But the cut off is completely different! It has completely turned into a bad debt, and according to the rules of the American capital institutions, it will never cover this situation;"

"So ......"

"Even if we only get the mortgage base, location, monthly increment, and occupation information of the mortgage owners in half of New York, and then substitute it into our data model to calculate, we will basically determine when we will enter the market!"

Lin Tu understood Yang Zhu's intentions at this time, and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "If this can get these data, then we can sit in Diaoyutai completely!"

But in an instant, Lin Tu was a little puzzled:

"But, the public welfare organizations you mentioned, do they have that much power?"

"You know, New York is huge, how many vacancies can they provide?"

Yang Zhu smiled:

"Don't underestimate these non-profit organizations, you must know that most of them are college students and graduate students, and American universities are different from our universities, which are real universities integrating teaching and research;"

"As long as there is a good teacher, whether it is social, financial, IT information, or even industrial basic materials information, as long as they have the heart, it will be relatively easy to get it;"

"Moreover, what we want, strictly speaking, is information that belongs to social studies, and it is the least sensitive information, so it is easier to get it, and maybe those teachers are very welcome for these students to study these problems!"

"Also, as far as I know, although the individual capacity of these non-profit organizations is limited, there are quite a few of them, and some of them have already cooperated and shared information, as long as you, a [zealous public welfare] Chinese young man, break into the organization, and then inject a small amount of money to promote the full version of information sharing, it is not a matter of minutes to get complete information on vacant houses and broken loans in New York City?"

Lin Tu was completely relieved at this time, first asked for his own words at that time, and then began to carefully search on both sides of the community path;

"Huh?"

Lin Tu slowed down, pointed to a house that seemed to be an abandoned warehouse on the street and asked, "Yang Dada, take a look, is the sign painted on this the mark you said?"

Yang Zhu turned his head to look, only to see that the lower right corner of the house was spray-painted with a Xuan Zhuan pattern, and two horns were painted above the Xuan Zhuan pattern;

"Well, it should be, but it seems that there is no one inside, it doesn't meet our requirements today, keep looking!"

Lin Tu nodded, continued to drive forward, and after a while, he encountered several similar symbols, Yang Zhu stared at the empty houses that seemed to be signs of human life, and motioned for Lin Tu to find an unnoticed place to park in front.

Parking the car, Yang Zhu, who had a dirty and oily face, took out a big tattered bag from the trunk, and the guys inside made a clang;

Lin Tu, who was walking with him, asked with some worry: "Yang Dada, will you be expelled and beaten by the police if you do this?"

Yang Zhu shook his head: "As long as you contact those people from public welfare organizations, this kind of thing will not happen;"

"They will help me provide or falsify proof that I have rented or lived here before;"

"You know, the law in the United States states that as long as you can prove that you have legally lived in this house, the police have no right to kick you out;"

"As for checking the authenticity of these payment evidence...... That's not the thing these cops are doing!"

Lin Tu was relieved, but he was a little embarrassed, his group had been in the United States for several months, but he didn't know much about the social situation here.

While thinking about it, I saw Yang Zhu give him a color, and then he instantly became a little embarrassed, his eyes became numb and hollow, and the body movements of the whole person became as if he was half a beat of a slow normal person;

Lin Tu first secretly gave Yang Dada's acting skills a thumbs up, looked at the roller shutter door that was not dead, and then pretended to be cautious and guarded, stretched out his hand, and poked his head into a small warehouse-like room:

"Hello, anyone?"

After asking twice, there was no sound inside, and just when Lin Tu thought that there was no one inside, suddenly there were a few loud noises, and a slightly thin white man with a long beard leaned out of half of his body a little nervously, and his eyes were full of vigilance: "Who are you?"

Seeing Lin Tu dressed as a normal person, he hurriedly took out a few pieces of paper from his beetle-like jacket: "I used to live here, you can't drive me away!"

Seeing the evasion and unconcealable panic in the eyes of this homeless man, Lin Tu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, probably in the right place;

then smiled at him gently, stretched out his hand to signal him not to be nervous, and then turned to the side, revealing Yang Zhu, who looked several times more miserable than this white man behind him;

"Don't worry, I'm here for help. ”

Lin Tu gently pushed Yang Zhu, who seemed to be weak and numb like a puppet, in front of him......

............

"Hey, buddy, you should have invited me to drink [Compassion], [Qianwei] tastes too light;"

"Well, I prefer a bit of a stronger beer now!"

The white homeless man named Jefferson looked at Lin Tu, showed Huang Sensen's teeth, poured a sip of beer into his mouth, and showed a satisfied expression on his face, and the originally somewhat apprehensive mood was quickly calmed down under the stimulation of alcohol:

"You mean, you want to join the Wanderer's House organization as well?"

Lin Tu nodded: "Yes, when I was in college, I knew that there was such an organization, but for some reason, I didn't join them at that time;"

"I didn't find out until I started working that I found ......"

Lin Tu looked at Yang Zhu, who was sitting on the side with a numb expression, just nibbling on a hamburger, and continued:

"Hmmm......"

"You know, we Chinese people value the local feelings very much, and I can't stand my compatriots living on the streets, and they can't even eat;"

"However, my own abilities are limited, so I can only turn to non-profit organizations like [Wanderer's House]. ”

Jefferson shrugged: "Okay, you can see, you're here to study, and you're not the same as those people on Huaxia Street;"

Then he glanced at Yang Zhu, who was reincarnated by the starving ghost, and said to him:

"Man, why are you hungry like this?"

"You know, although we don't have a place to live and no medical insurance, we never worry about food;"

"Don't you know that there is a thing in this world called a [relief station]? Although it takes a while to queue up, it is not bad;"

"Also, don't you know that you can go around the door of the closed bakery, and the owners will put the bread that can't be sold in the bucket at the door;"

"Hmm...... By the way, I like to eat slipper bread, I like the yeast smell and the soft feeling, and I hate eating baguettes the most, and I have no teeth!"

Yang Zhu raised his head to look at him blankly, and said in an empty tone:

"To the relief station?"

"Do you want me to continue standing in line for 2 hours, and then get my stuff snatched away by those black garbage?"

"They're not hungry at all, they just want pleasure from me!"

"Also, don't you know that the same homeless people also have small gangs, and I often walk five streets, but I am not allowed to take a loaf of bread from the bucket, including the baguette you hate the most!"

When Jefferson heard this, he frowned, and thought hard:

"Jason's bastards?"

"Or Eddie's gang?"

After saying several names in a row, he finally gave up in distress:

"Well, I don't know which group of bastards it is, after all, there are more and more wanderers in the United States now, and this is hard to avoid. ”

After muttering for a long time, Jefferson turned to Lintu and said:

"Well, God said, a thunderbolt will drop and kill all the Americans, at least half of them are not innocent;"

"I'm glad I seem, this guy you brought here doesn't look like a villain;"

"I'd love to contact [the Wanderer's House] and ask them to help settle this fellow in a place. ”

"As for you, whether they are willing to accept it or not, you need to talk to them. ”

Lin Tu was a little puzzled: "Listen to what you mean, you don't accept the wanderer unconditionally, you still need to evaluate?"

Jefferson rolled his eyes, "Of course, man!"

"There are so many villains in this world, how can they help everyone?"

"You heard what this guy said just now, there are not all good people in the homeless group!"

Lintu shrugged: "Well, I think they did the right thing, not everyone deserves help!"

"So how do you contact them, and when will this compatriot of mine get help?"

Jefferson said, "It's simple, if you see the sign at the door, as long as I make a mark on it, they'll know in a few days;"

"They usually make rounds every Saturday, so if the U.S. isn't invaded by aliens, they'll come over this Saturday. ”

Then he thought hard: "Hmm...... What day of the week is today? I remember the last time I peeked at the mall was on TV?"

Lin Tu had a black line on his head, picked up his phone and looked at it: "Today, Thursday, that means my compatriots will be helped the day after tomorrow, and I can talk to them at that time?"

Jefferson looked at the phone in Lintu's hand with some envy and nodded: "Yes, but I suggest you come early, preferably here at 10 o'clock in the morning, otherwise I can't guarantee how long they will wait." ”

Yang Zhu on the side silently nibbled on the bread, and complained in his heart: "Do you have any misunderstanding of the word [morning]?"

"At ten o'clock, the sun can roast your buttocks, and you are embarrassed to say "early"??"

Lin Tu calculated the time: "No problem, then see you the day after tomorrow!"

said hello to Yang Zhu, and then said to Jefferson: "Then I will trouble you to take care of my compatriot in the past two days;"

"When the time comes, I will invite you to drink again, and I will definitely bring you your favorite [Compassion]!"

Jefferson was overjoyed: "No problem! This guy will be handed over to me, I will do my best to take care of him, and let him sleep in my [Paper Palace] for the next two days!"

Yang Zhu looked at the "paper coffin" made up of cardboard in the corner;

The corners of your mouth twitched, your imagination is rich enough, just these few pieces of broken paper can become a "palace"?

After Lintu left, Jefferson immediately came over, took out half of the book from the corner with a smug face, and handed it over:

"For the sake of your countrymen who want to invite me to drink, I ask you to appreciate my darling!"

Yang Zhu took the crumpled half of the book, his forehead blackened;

"Flowery Bunny"?

I flipped through the date of publication, and it was still eight years ago......

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