The sound of rustling fell on the ears of the little shoe-shiner, and although he did not look back, his hands were shaking.

"Sir!"

"Huh?"

"Sir, can you please be gentle. ”

"Gentle what?"

"No ......" The little shoe-shiner was afraid that his "excessive demand" would make Doug angry, and he retracted his ass uneasily, and a line of silent tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Doug looked at the stiff little shoeshiner, and wondered if there was something wrong with the seemingly shrewd little shoeshiner's brain. You won't find a retarded person, will you?

But...... Even if you are mentally retarded, you can paint posters.

He carried the chest full of money into the bathroom, the brass unkempt head still a little rusty. Warm water came out of the hole and poured over the body.

Soap made from whale fat was frustrated, and the nose was filled with a strange smell, and the dirt on the body was also rinsed.

Doug, who seemed to be relaxed all over, wiped his body clean with a huge white cotton towel imported from England and put on his clothes again.

"How's the practice?" asked a refreshed Doug as he walked out of the bathroom carrying the suitcase.

"Also...... Very...... Very good!, sir!" said the little shoe-shiner.

Once again, Doug threw a silver coin like a trick, "Put these two paintings away, and use the money to buy some dye and go back to practice." Oh yes, these two paintings will end up on the wall and on the board, and you can just find some wall and board to practice. ”

"Yes...... Yes, sir, don't ...... me."

Having another silver coin pleased the little shoe-shiner, but it made him a little confused.

"What are you doing?" asked Doug.

"No ......" The little shoe-shiner, although he was glad to keep his chastity (harmony) fuck and ass, was inexplicably a little lost.

But as soon as he thought that his expression would cause him to be displeased in the eyes of Mr. Doug, he cheered up and said, "Sir, please rest assured that I will draw it well!"

"Okay, you go out first. Doug said.

"Yes!" the little shoe-shiner folded the corners of Doug's two paintings very neatly, and hid them in his arms very satisfying to the visual perception of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and then walked out the door.

After taking two steps, he suddenly turned around and asked, "Sir, I promise I will practice every day, but can I still shine my shoes?"

"Yes. Doug waved his hand, "But I'm going to test the results today, a week from now." ”

"Yes!" the little shoe-shiner closed the door and left.

As he walked to the lobby, he met the waiter named Doug who was preparing the bath water.

The waiter looked at the back of the little shoe-shiner leaving beautifully, and secretly thought to himself that this young and excessively young old man Doug was too fast, faster than the western cowboy pulled out his gun and shot at the waist!

If you think about it, less than 20 minutes have passed since I prepared the bath water!

The waiter looked at the huge clock in the middle of the lobby and counted it with his fingers.

After the little shoe-shiner left, Doug began to "tidy up" the house.

First of all, put a layer of flour under the entrance carpet so that someone will know when they come in.

Then he placed some objects at a special angle that he could remember, and finally exited the room, and after hanging the "Do Not Clean" door sign, he would tear off one of his hair and wrap it around the doorknob. With a slight twist, the hair will break. And the severed hair, falling to the ground without arousing anyone's suspicion, is perfect!

After doing all this, he was dressed and officially went out.

The dawn is early, but the work doesn't stop.

One by one, the whale oil lamps went out, and Doug got closer and closer to his destination.

He was going to a printing and dyeing factory on the outskirts of the city, and the influx of British textiles into the country destroyed the business chain of the printing and dyeing factory. No one wants the flower cloth produced, so he can only borrow money to live, but borrowing money alone can not make the situation better, and he can only sell the printing and dyeing factory at a low price.

Although it has been sold at a low price for more than a month, a few people have asked about the price, but no one plans to buy it.

Because, according to the current market situation, no matter who buys the printing and dyeing factory, it will still be rubbed on the ground by the imported cloth from the United Kingdom.

Only Doug found the owner of the printing and dyeing factory wielding a forty-meter long knife, cut it at half price, and only after the owner promised to bear all the debts did he confirm his intention to buy. And today, it's pay night.

Although the money to buy the printing and dyeing factory was not much, Doug still took all the money he borrowed from Eagle Bank with him today.

His distrust of the United States of the day was deep-seated, and it had only grown since the first time he had earned money stolen from a hotel.

"Knock knock!"

"Knock knock!"

"Boom!"

"Knock knock!"

……

Doug walked to the door of the printing and dyeing factory and knocked on the dark door with the cold moonlight. He pried rhythmically, and when he had finished knocking on the whole loop, the door crept open a small crack, revealing a lewd head, looking around cautiously.

After noticing nothing unusual, he hurriedly widened the gap and beckoned to Doug, "Come on, young man!"

Doug slipped into it.

The factory owner named Smith, striking a match and lighting a whale oil lamp, withdrew a very dirty contract and put it under the light, and while Doug checked the terms, Smith urged, "Give me 10,000 silver coin coupons and let's trade it quickly!"

Doug didn't say much, he opened the suitcase he was carrying, revealing that it was full of silver coin coupons, and the Smith factory owner stopped talking.

Doug read each clause slowly, but the owner Smith's eyes flickered, and his gaze kept falling on the suitcase.

It was as if Doug only had to pay no attention to it, and he would turn into a midnight thief and snatch this box of silver coupons.

Unfortunately, Doug didn't give him a chance, and kept holding the handle of the suitcase with his left hand.

Doug read both contracts from cover to cover, then went back and checked them again before saying, "The contract is right. ”

After speaking, he directly took out his pen, signed his name on the two documents, and pressed his handprint.

Instead of signing his name and pressing his handprint, the smith owner smirked and looked longingly at the suitcase full of silver coupons.

Doug opened the suitcase and stacked stacks of silver coupons on the table, and Smith pounced on it like a wild dog.

Smith took the money into his arms, twisted his body to sign his name and pressed his handprint, and after writing, he said, "Mr. Doug, you are really decisive, I believe that Smith Printing and Dyeing Factory will be brilliant again in your hands!"

"Now it's called Clayden Printing and Dyeing Factory. ”

"May your Claydon dyeing factory make a lot of money!" said Smith, smiling, revealing his mouth full of yellow teeth, leaving a terrifying shadow on the wall under the light of the whale oil lamp.

"10,000 silver coin coupons is right! I'll go first! If I'm late, the boat will leave, and the ticket will be bought for nothing!" Smith said as he counted all the silver coin coupons with a face value of "10" and confirmed that they were correct, and then spoke faster and faster, as he put the silver coin coupons into his box.

"I hope you remember to pay off all your debts. Doug blew on the contract in his hand, and after confirming that the signature and handprint were dry, he folded it and put it in his arms.

"Of course, I promise God that I will pay it back right away! Haven't you heard of me Smith? They all call me Honest and Trustworthy Smith!" said Smith, his teeth and claws, and he almost patted his chest.

"May God be with you. After folding the contract, Doug smiled harmlessly and looked at Smith with a smile.

Smith looked at Takahashi's bright smile and returned an equally "sunny" smile. At the same time, he cursed in his heart, "This bastard still wants me back! I, George Smith, will be on a boat today! Now whoever is the owner of the factory will pay back! What a fool!"

While laughing inwardly at Doug's stupidity, he gently pushed open the side door and took a step that did not hide into the darkness, but was exposed to the bright lights of the doorway.

Smith looked up in amazement and saw a whale oil lamp and faces.

And the owners of those faces are his creditors.

Seeing this dramatic scene, Doug laughed loudly, "Mr. Smith is rich now, and he can pay everyone back." ”