Because the campus was far from home, Lin Zitan had no plans to stay in the Brooklyn campus for a long time, so he decided to live in the dormitory like most students. The dormitories at their school are randomly assigned, with single, twin and triple rooms.

Lin Zitan was assigned to a two-person room, the same room was a local Jew in Brooklyn, who disappeared on weekends, and because of their different majors, the two of them did not have many opportunities to meet each other the rest of the time except for saying hello before going to bed every day.

Lin Zitan has a very complete plan for his university life, and he has already learned about the process of transferring to NUY on campus, so he has taken management courses related to the business school in a planned way since the first academic year, and he is busy every day in order to complete the credits.

On the contrary, Zhang Jing didn't have a big revenge on his studies, and he mixed easily in school, and after breaking up with his previous girlfriend, he found a foreign girlfriend on a new campus, and went to Yankee Stadium to watch a football game whenever he was free, and lived a leisurely and extravagant life.

Lin Zitan wanted to learn more management and business knowledge, Zhang Jing only needed to mix a college diploma, and slowly the two of them could talk about fewer topics, but the friendship between the two people was not affected by this, not to mention that they also had a joint venture trading company.

Speaking of trading companies, due to the full preparation in the early stage, Lin Zitan has recently hired a few more effective procurement, and with the cooperation of Zhang Jing's accountants and actuaries, he has gradually stepped into the track. Although it is far from the level of making money, it is slowly balancing its balance of payments.

On this day, the two made an appointment to meet, Zhang Jing came south from West Bronshi, and Lin Zitan walked north from Brooklyn to a Shanghai restaurant in Chinatown.

The transportation of the dormitory where Lin Zitan lives is very developed, and all kinds of buses and subways are basically within half an hour to reach the main campus in Manhattan. There are also special activity rooms and fitness equipment in the dormitory building, but Lin Zitan doesn't like to exercise silly in it, and only comes back in the evening to exercise when he occasionally has time to go for a run after morning class.

Every morning, Lin Zitan would walk across the campus to the beach for half an hour, and the time of the meeting was about three or four o'clock in the afternoon, which was very plenty of time for him, so Lin Zitan decided to take a bus for a while, and then walk across the Brooklyn Bridge and then turn to Chinatown.

At the end of October, New York has begun to cool down, but only the temperature difference between morning and evening is more pronounced, and the presence of the sun during the day gives the illusion that winter is still far away. Lin Zitan put on the NF jacket that Li Manrui bought for him, and carried a leather bag that was not very large, which could fit two large books.

Brooklyn Bridge because of its prestige, every day there are a large number of tourists on the bridge to come and go, walking on this century-old bridge again, Lin Zi is a little excited, although this is the second time he stepped on this bridge, but it is the first time to walk across the bridge, the mood is very different from the beginning, the first time to go up to suicide, this time to walk more is to see the scenery of leisure.

Walking all the way, looking around all the way, Lin Zitan raised his eyes to look at the Statue of Liberty looming in the distance, and for the first time saw the place called Coney Island, which was far from being as big as everyone thought, and people could only see the Statue of Liberty from another small island to see its full picture.

Lin Zitan took about half an hour, crossed the Brooklyn Bridge, turned right to the street in front of the city hall, and walked down and then turned right to reach the Shanghai restaurant that Lin Zitan and they agreed on. Lin Zitan raised his hand and looked at the time, it was only 3:20, and the time they made an appointment was 4 o'clock in the afternoon. In Zhang Jing's words: Let's go early, so we don't have to wait in line like those stupid X foreigners.

Lin Zi saw that it was still early, so he turned left and walked towards the municipal park. It's late autumn, and the leaves of the trees in the park are golden and swaying in the breeze, like autumn fruits that will fall at any moment.

The park's benches are littered with crowds of people who are tired of sitting down to rest, and those who are hurrying past are nearby office workers who have just finished their work.

Lin Zitan found a no-man's corner and sat down, looking up at a small fountain. The trees surrounding the fountain create a secluded little world, some people stop by the pool to take pictures, and a few children laugh happily around the fountain, spinning like a group of dancing elves.

"Sir, do you have any change?" Lin Zitan, who was looking at the scenery around him, was suddenly awakened by an unfamiliar voice.

"What?" Lin Zitan looked inexplicably at a tall and thin middle-aged Caucasian man standing in front of him, his face was like a vegetable, this person didn't look as dirty as ordinary beggars, although his clothes were also very shabby and dirty, but he tried to maintain a kind of momentum, which made Lin Zitan feel that this person was just a momentary downfall.

"Sir, can you give me a piece of change, and let me buy a hot dog to eat!" the middle-aged man repeated softly, his face looking a little embarrassed by the lowly begging.

"Can you tell me your story?" said Lin Zi unhurriedly.

"Story, what story?" the man was a little flustered, and he was about to leave without saying a word.

"Tell me about your previous story, I'm sure you must have had a very successful time before you went down. "Maybe it's because he has more time, Lin Zitan suddenly wanted to sit here and chat with this person for a while.

"If your story satisfies me, I might give you $100 or maybe a job. Lin Zitan saw the middle-aged man's face with a look of surprise, and continued to lure him.

"Really?" The middle-aged man's eyes finally showed an eager light, but his gaze lingered on the clothes Lin Zitan was wearing for a few seconds, as if he had made some decision on the fly, and after thinking about it for a while, he sat down in the seat next to Lin Zitan.

After the middle-aged Lao Bai sat down, he took a deep breath, tilted his body slightly, and told Lin Zi his own story eloquently. His name is Joseph Cox, and he was once a smash hit figure in New York high society, and his group company was also listed on the New York Stock Exchange, and at its best, the market value reached more than 100 million.

Joseph's company was originally founded with a high school classmate, but after a dispute for some reason, the classmate sold all his shares to Joseph, and with that money, he quickly established a company with a similar business to Joseph.

At that time, Joseph's own company was vigorous, and he didn't take his classmate's small company into account at all, but in just two or three years, the market value of his company rushed to 50 million, or even higher, and Joseph at that time was a little inflated.

At the instigation of a few close friends on weekdays, the loan was done for a big project, but the project was unfinished, the company went bankrupt, and the huge stock almost evaporated overnight, in order to repay the loan, Joseph had no choice but to mortgage all the real estate to the bank, his wife chose to divorce in desperation, and the children were sent back to their hometown in Georgia after finishing their studies in New York, and he himself became the bachelor who had just arrived in New York and worked hard with his bare hands.

Listening to Joseph's story, Lin Zitan was infected by the other party's strong emotions throughout the whole process, and finally looked at the middle-aged old man who fell silent after telling the story, he stood up, shook his coat, and took a hundred yuan from his wallet, and said to the foreigner:

"That's a good story, this is the $100 I promised you just now, good luck!"

"Hey, it's not... You just said that you might give me a job?" The middle-aged old Bai was stunned and handed over Lin Zitan's money, but suddenly woke up and chased Lin Zitan for two steps, and asked eagerly.

"I'm just saying maybe... Lin Zitan turned his head and looked at him with a smile.

"You!!okay. Thank you, thank you for being willing to listen to my story, hehe~ I really didn't expect that such a failed story would be worth $100!"

After saying this, Joseph took a step back in despair, and wanted to turn away, but as if he had suddenly lost all his strength, he walked back to the bench with a vague step, and sat down with a dejected expression.