Who doesn't love a backward labor force?

However, although Doug liked it, he still put a little clueless label on Williams's head.

"Williams, you know what? All successful people are givers. Always be humble and grateful. Do things seriously and be a down-to-earth person, only in this way can you succeed. You want to learn from me, it's good to be self-motivated.

But I want you to think carefully. Go back now and give me the answer tomorrow. ”

"Yes, sir, I must go back and think about it, and I must be like you, going from one success to another. Williams nodded busily.

Don't look at Williams, who is not poor at all, he is also a top student at Yale University. But his life is a life of failure.

No matter how hard he works and how many achievements he makes, others will not recognize him. On the contrary, he will feel that he is relying on the Williams family to achieve such a disgrace, which is simply a disgrace to the Williams family.

Therefore, he has always longed, always hoped that he could be successful from scratch and shut other people's mouths.

Recently, Doug, who has achieved great fame at Yale University like a comet, is the model of his dreams, the person he wants to be.

He often wondered if he was a little beggar if he was a successful person in the eyes of others.

Originally, he was just thinking about it, but today, Doug came to the salon to promote "Monopoly", which made him see another new possibility.

He felt that Doug could have had more success with the game. And as long as you follow Doug, you will succeed.

Now Doug took his money bag and told him to go back and think carefully. Not only did he not feel that Doug was perfunctory to him, but Doug was very cautious and reliable.

"If you follow a cautious person, you will be more likely to succeed. Williams thought.

Three or two sentences of successful chicken soup sent Williams away, and Doug headed for the back of the road.

But he didn't go far and was stopped again.

This time it was Thompson who had appeared in the salon to stop him.

The dim moonlight outlined Thompson's countenance, and he said in a serious and serious voice, "Mr. Doug, I would like to buy Monopoly from your fifty-fold discount. ”

Doug was secretly irritable in his heart, and this "stepping on monsters" mode really disrupted his pace.

But it can't be helped, that's the reality. As soon as you make people feel profitable, others will pounce on them like flies.

"A minimum of 7% off. Doug replied briefly.

"Mr. Doug, your Monopoly is nothing more than a piece of cloth and a few pieces of wood. The 5% discount is not low, please think about it carefully. Thompson's words were mixed with emotion.

"Are you threatening me?" said Doug, taking a step forward, "don't look at me as a nuisance little beggar, but I'm sorry, it's useless to threaten me. Doing business is about harmony and making money. If you think 7% off is too high, then please get out of the way, I have something to do. ”

"Haha!" Thompson burst out laughing, his voice particularly harsh in the silence of the night, and the birds perched on the trees in the distance were startled, leaving the sound of branches shaking and flapping their wings.

"For God's sake, please forgive me for my little joke. What do you think? I'll buy your Monopoly at 60% off?"

Doug still shook his head.

The version of "Monopoly", he only wanted to sell it on a small scale at Yale. The price of a dollar is not even for profit, but for the sake of not making stupid students look down on it. For them, it is not that the better the quality of a product, the more popular it is, but that the higher the price, the more it proves the taste.

That being the case, there is no reason why Doug should not sell "Monopoly" for a dollar.

"That'...... It's 7% off. Thomson gritted his teeth, as if he had made a big concession.

Doug smiled at his performance, stretched out his hand and said, "I will provide you with ten copies of the seven-fold "Monopoly" every week, cash transactions, and happy cooperation." ”

After Doug finished speaking, he didn't care about Thompson's reaction, and went directly around him and went to find Tom.

In the moonlight, Thompson threw his fist angrily into the air.

"Knock knock. Doug knocked on the window.

Tom pushed open the window and said in a complaining tone, "Doug, why are you here now? ”

He said as he handed out a stick.

"This is?" Doug was a little stunned when he saw the crutch-like thing. My body is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and I want to use crutches from now on?

"Tom, are you taking it wrong?" asked Doug again.

"Wrong?" Tom said, looking at the stick in his hand, shaking his head, "Right, not wrong." ”

"But can I get a cane when I'm so old?" asked Doug.

"Crutches? Where is this crutch? This is obviously a civilized stick. I remember you were German, right? European gentlemen, young and old, love this stuff.

And......

Didn't you think that although the turtledove was very powerful, its effective shooting distance was too close, and it could only hit the target if it was almost facing each other?

Look at the body of this civilized stick, it's the barrel, and I added what you call spiral rifling to it. Four concave yin lines, four spit out round yang lines. I believe that the bullets fired will be as stable as a child's spinning top. ”

"Did you really do it?" Doug skeptical.

The advent of rifling has greatly improved the accuracy of firearm bullet shooting, ending the era of Xia Ji's eight shots and queuing up to shoot, and greatly improving the accuracy of firearms.

Spiral rifling is another leap in shooting accuracy, and Doug remembers that this technology should have been invented in the fifties of the nineteenth century, but it was really recognized as effective and used on a large scale a century later, in the fifties and sixties of the twentieth century.

Although Doug knew that spiral rifling was very useful, he was very skeptical that under such rudimentary conditions, Tom had really made spiral rifling, and it was also a spiral rifling that both yin and yang wires had.

"You're doubting my abilities! Come in! I'll show you!" Tom said angrily.

Doug looked away from Tom, glanced at Tom's cabin, shook his head firmly, and said word for word, "No, I trust you." ”

As he spoke, he was thinking that it would be a big deal for him to find someone to test shoot it first to see if it would explode.

"Do you really believe me?" said Tom with a skeptical look on his face.

"Of course I believe you!" Doug assured, patting his chest.

"You're my best friend!" said Tom happily.

"Of course! we're best friends!" Doug replied.