Doug's heart really softened at the moment.

But he is now soft-hearted, but of no use.

It's easy to see if he wants to hype it up or calm it down before his competitors know about it.

Because he is the owner of the money, he has paid for it, and the people in the whole system have to act according to his wishes.

However, now the situation is different, in this game, there is already a second and a third player, and there are already competitors. And that's where the whole system starts to get complicated.

Although he is a capitalist, a capitalist is not a cold-blooded animal without humanity.

However, he is nothing more than a host of capital.

As far as the little shoe-shiner is concerned, if he leaves the little shoe-shiner alive now, he will spend a lot of money and time to smooth out the matter.

Then the huge amount of capital he invested in this matter will all come to naught.

Now that "Monopoly" has appeared as a copycat competitor, if he can't use various means to boost the sales of the Claydon Printing and Dyeing Factory version of "Monopoly".

Not only will he lose all his money, but he will also owe a huge debt to the Black Eagle Bank.

At that time, he was poorer than the poorest beggar in New Haven, and he would be abandoned by capital at that time.

If he doesn't want to be abandoned, he can only follow the current rules and continue to play.

Faithful people can be cultivated again, but once the capital is gone, it will not return.

"Don't worry, I promise to let your family live a prosperous life!" replied Doug with a solemn expression.

The little shoe-shiner had a happy expression on his face, and he said again, "Master Doug, you are such a good man!"

When Doug heard this sentence again, tears in his eyes flowed down his nose and down his cheeks, dripping onto the stones on the prison floor.

The dark gray stone was soaked and became even darker.

Doug walked up to the little shoe-shiner and asked, "Rag, do you have an official name, or what do you want your name to be?"

"There is no official name. The little shoe-shiner shook his head, and he looked at Doug beside him and said, "Can you give me a name?"

"Me?" Doug asked, but he didn't refuse, and after thinking for a while, he said, "It's okay to call Goofy." ”

"Well, it's Goofy, and I have my own name!" said the little shoe-shiner, jumping up with great joy in the cell, which was only a square inch.

Doug couldn't bear to look at him anymore and said, "Take care of yourself, I'm still going to be busy." ”

The little shoe-shiner, whose official name is Goofy, looked at Doug's departing back and said heartily, "Mr. Doug, you go slowly." ”

It was raining in the autumn outside the police station.

It wasn't heavy rain, but it was unusually cold.

Doug, who didn't have an umbrella with him, stood in front of the police station, watching the pedestrians and vehicles rushing through the rain.

People with umbrellas are strolling.

Those who did not have umbrellas hurried to the eaves that were able to block the rain recently.

The dirt on the ground is washed into the sewer by the torrent formed by the rainwater.

Doug looked up at the hazy sky where the rain was falling, and the mood in his chest was not good.

Can't you do whatever you want if you have money?

With money, of course, you can do whatever you want.

But now, the problem with Doug is that he is not rich enough!

"I'm going to make more money!"

Doug was the first to lose his mind since he was reborn, and he braved the rain and walked towards the Claydon Printing and Dyeing Factory.