It was the first time Madison had seen someone make eight hundred dollars in a quarter of an hour.

Even such an exaggerated thing, he couldn't have imagined it before.

He helped McGill into the carriage while looking at Doug with adoring eyes.

His face was full of excitement and he wanted to say something, but the thought of his shallow self saying something wrong would lower Boss Doug's opinion of him.

Therefore, although he was holding back very uncomfortable, he still kept his mouth shut.

McGill, who was supported by him, was not so frivolous.

Although he also admired the boss's methods just now, he didn't like the boss to do it.

This kind of operation that is free from the edge of the law is really risky.

In the short distance of 100 meters from the hotel stepping into the carriage, he was already at the legal level, thinking of no less than the posture of the fifth middle school.

These prosecutions, while most likely untenable, are troublesome enough. If McGill was a wild wolf who couldn't find food, he would have liked such an employer, but now that he is Doug's family dog, he does not like to have such an owner.

However, he is not at the bottom of his mood.

Among the three, the person with the lowest mood was Doug.

Doug sat alone on the side of the carriage seat, unable to see half of the joy of getting money.

Victory over an opponent should be a joy.

But for Doug, it was an insult for his opponent to be too weak.

Little Anton, the person in charge of the New Haven Hotel, is forward-looking and indecisive, not like a person who can make big things.

Even if Doug hadn't done a background check on Anton, judging from his age and his personality, he was just an ordinary heir to the family property.

What made him even more disappointed was that for a manufacturing industry like Oliver, $200 is a huge amount of money, while for a service industry like the New Haven Hotel, $800 is still a bank bill from a designated bank, but it can be easily and neatly sent.

The current plight of the U.S. manufacturing industry can be seen.

Of course, this comparison is somewhat unfair.

The New Haven Hotel is the best business hotel in the New Haven area, and it is even a signboard in the whole of Connecticut, and the New Haven Arms Company, among the weapons companies in the New Haven area, is only the tail of the company.

Moreover, for the equipment manufacturing industry with a long construction period and a lot of investment, it is not normal to compare the cash flow with the hotel when there is no large-scale order.

The disadvantages of the manufacturing industry make Doug absolutely not have the slightest intention of building his own factory.

Even his current core industry, the Clayden Printing and Dyeing Factory, was acquired through acquisitions.

For the vast majority of people, the arrival of the economic crisis is like the end of the world.

But for financial capital, people who hold a lot of cash, the coming of the economic crisis is the arrival of the best of times.

If Doug had more capital, he wouldn't have bought just a printing and dyeing factory and a stake in a weapons manufacturing company.

He will eat as many cheap assets as he can get his hands on.

If Doug had enough capital, he would even brew an economic crisis of his own. Then the harvest begins.

If he can control the financial sector for a long time, he will directly take a fixed period of time, such as ten years as a cycle, and create prosperity and crisis without interruption.

Acquire assets when asset prices are at a low point.

At a time when consumers' expendable income is rising, they are frantically shipped.

In short, as long as the capital is sufficient, you will not lose money no matter what, whether it is a boom or a crisis.

And compared to that, this is like an extortion of eight hundred dollars, which is really nothing.

"Boss, where are we going? are we going to the printing and dyeing factory?" asked Madison as Doug imagined.

"No, let's not go back to the dyeing factory first, go to Yale first, you still have a sample of cheese, right? I'm going to see what poisoned McGill. ”

"It's still with me!" Madison cautiously pulled out a sample of cheese wrapped in oiled paper.

"I also want to know how I got poisoned. McGill said.

The sharp pain after eating the cheese just now made him remember it deeply. He likes to eat grilled Gloucester double cheese the most, and if he can't figure out why he is poisoned, he will never dare to eat it again.

What's the point of life if you don't even dare to eat your favorite food?

Doug's down-to-earth style just hit his pain point.

Buy a car and head in the direction of the Yale campus.

Autumn leaves cover the ground, and the wheels of the carriages gently roll them up.

The comfortable and cool weather and high blue sky made Doug's mood slightly better.

"Is that Yale College?" Madison exclaimed, as he looked, and finally saw the strange architecture in the distance.

"Madison, sit down. That's right, that's Yale College. ”

Madison sat down obediently, but still craned his neck and looked at the institutions of higher learning, where names were always heard.

The United States at this time was different from the United States at that time, and the United States at this time was not strong in anti-intellectualism.

Whether it's a businessman, or a worker, or a waiter like Madison who has no culture.

Even if they don't have time to study, even if they are allowed to study, they can't learn, but they still have a heart that yearns to learn.

Have a heart that respects scholars.

For example, the land of Yale College, for Doug, is just a place to impart knowledge.

But for Madison, a worshipper of knowledge, it was like a holy place.

Doug commanded the carriage and walked into more and more remote places.

If the coachman didn't know Doug and didn't add a large sum of money, he wouldn't have carried three men, two adult men, to such a remote corner.

Because it's dangerous for him.

What could he do in such a remote place, where several men killed him and robbed him of his carriage?

If Doug heard him, he might have thought it was a little funny.

I think the coachman's style is too low, with a small nose and small eyes, but for the coachman, this is the daily routine they have to face every day.

"Knock knock. ”

The sound of knocking on a window.

"Doug!

Tom slammed the window open and said cheerfully.

Seeing that Tom was so happy, Doug moved his feet closer to the dirt pit, for if he was happy, nothing good would happen.

Sure enough, Tom took out a test tube of liquid and boasted, "Doug, you see this is my latest achievement! As long as this little test tube, my whole house can go to heaven! You see if he is cute!"

"Lovely indeed. Doug disagreed as he gestured to Madison and asked him to hand him the oiled paper packet.

He got the oiled paper bag and said, "Let's put this little cutie aside." I have a sample here, and a companion was poisoned just after eating it. Can you help me find out what the toxic ingredients are?"