"Dear Mr. Li, Dear Mr. Kenneth, it is a great honor to invite the two of you to participate in this auto show."

At the entrance of the exhibition center, after the three cars stopped, Li Chunyang and Kenneth, accompanied by several quite strong bodyguards, walked over. Standing at the door to greet them was Mr. Dodge, a mid-country hillbilly who spent all his money in one go half a month ago and bought all of Pan Am's Kent's International's inventory of nearly 300 Type A cars.

The three grades of Type A cars range from $100,000 for the most expensive luxury model to $5,000 for the cheapest business model, and $30,000 for the mid-range model.

These three prices, without exception, are sky-high. You know, in today's American market, the luxury model of Lincoln City, which is known for its luxury, is only tens of thousands of dollars, while the average Volkswagen luxury car is only a few thousand dollars. As for the classic car Ford Model T, the price of a few hundred dollars can only buy one wheel of a Model A car...... "Mr. Dodge, you are so big about the auto show, and you invite so many reporters, aren't you afraid of the revenge of those car oligarchs?" Unlike Li Chunyang's military-style style, Kenneth is simply a standard entertainer, wearing a black coat, a large gold ring like an upstart, and a Cuban cigar twisted in his hand, all telling others: Lao Tzu is a rich man.

"Hahaha...... Didn't you, Mr. Kenneth, say I'm a bold hillbilly? I sold the rest of the manor and hired several bodyguards, hehe, two of them even knew Chinese kung fu. Those damn auto dealers, they should have gone bankrupt a long time ago. Dodge looked shrewd, the whole person was cleaned up brightly, the hairspray on his head was shiny, and he was no longer the down-and-out Central Redneck guy he was two weeks ago.

There were already several Model T cars at the door, and after Dodge sent Li Chunyang and Kenneth into the exhibition hall, he respectfully greeted these reporters who had spent a lot of money to invite them. Even Li Chunyang couldn't help but discuss this central guy with Kenneth, he was really a natural businessman, and it was a pity to be a farmer in central China all his life.

As soon as Li Chunyang and Kenneth entered, they became the focus of reporters, and these reporters from San Francisco newspapers and newspapers surrounded them like sharks that had seen blood.

"Mr. Kenneth, I'm a reporter from Good Morning San Francisco, and last time you said that you were going to invest in the construction of a new pharmaceutical factory, do you have any updates?"

"Mr. Kenneth, I'm a reporter for the West Coast Newspaper, and some people say that your production base for chemical products is located in China, right? They say, you don't move factories back to the United States because those stupid Chinese don't have to pay high wages, right? ”

…… Without waiting for Li Chunyang to get angry, Kenneth took off his cigar, spit out a smoke ring, and said viciously: "No, you are wrong. I didn't move factories back to the U.S. because most Americans are lazy and stupid, just like you. And the Chinese, they are very smart, just like this Manager Li next to me. ”

"Mr. Kenneth, you owe your apologies for your words and actions, or you will have the honor of being the talk of San Francisco in the newspapers tomorrow." The female reporter was obviously irritated, after so many years of being a reporter, she had never been scolded like this, well, she admitted that she was racially discriminatory, and she also admitted that she was a little snarky, but, as a nouveau riche rising western businessman, shouldn't this old man smoking an unknown brand of cigar be as respectful to himself as the central guy? "I'm sorry, please don't spray this shoddy smoke on me."

"First of all, I want to tell you that you can't afford a second cigar with a month's salary." Kenneth is not afraid at all, he has been deeply educated by Zhang Shusheng, he knows that at this time, who is the biggest in the United States is not the president, but the dollar, as long as there are enough dollars, he can even stand there and curse the president without any scruples. "If I'm not mistaken, the Roselle perfume you used is what I sold. It seems that even the lipstick is the same, and the foundation is also very similar, uh, I'm sorry, but even this beauty costume was sold by me. I've also heard that most of the San Francisco beauties wear the stockings I sell to work, I don't know if you wear them. Ah, unfortunately, dear miss, you are also wearing Beauty stockings.

Unfortunately, these things are made in my factories in China or Hong Kong, and the people who produce these goods are the stupid Chinese in your mouth. And Americans, who are as savvy as you, line up in my company every Monday and Wednesday to buy what those stupid Chinese produce. ”

"You, you ......" The female reporter subconsciously shrank her feet, yes, as a female white-collar worker chasing fashion, she also bought the famous beauty brand stockings, and the kind of flesh-colored stockings were popular among American women, including her, as soon as they were listed, because there was finally a beautiful and unsightly thing that could cover their thick and black leg hair. Kenneth, as an American, do you want to betray God and instead praise those monkey-like Chinese!! ”

"Ah......" The reporters around couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamations, although the anti-Chinese sentiment and racial discrimination in the United States have always been very marketable, but there are very few fools like the angry female surname bear in front of them, they all unconsciously stand away from her, this woman is crazy.

"Okay, the God I believe in doesn't call Jesus, you idiot." As soon as Kenneth finished speaking, the two bodyguards picked up the female reporter at Li Chunyang's signal and threw her out the door. Kenneth didn't say a word: Since he met my boss in 1916, Lao Tzu's God has been surnamed Zhang.

American? How many dollars is American status worth? The boss agreed, but Lao Tzu is the one who will immigrate to China sooner or later.

After a hiccup, the entire fair continued without any repercussions, and this San Francisco small car show, initiated by Dodge, finally began, surrounded by a dozen bodyguards and employees.

"Gentlemen and ladies, allow me to greet the-sons of the consortium first, and then thank them a little bit." Dodge, who was crazy about doing things, opened his mouth as soon as he opened his mouth, only to hear him continue: "Curse them, they are the ones who made me lose all my land." Thanks to them, they allowed me a lot of money to buy the most exciting goods of my life. In two minutes, I will personally unveil a new car that will shake the world, and before that, please allow me to thank the honorable Mr. Kenneth, and the honorable Mr. Lee, who produced this great car, and who made me see wealth and hope......"

These reporters, whom Dodge had spent a lot of money on, endured extreme nausea and listened to his flamboyant opening speech, and finally waited for his big hand to wave.

"Ah......h

"God ......"

"Oh my God......"

After the dozen or so large cloths in the field were carefully removed, everyone unconsciously let out an exclamation, and some reporters fell to the ground with notebooks and pens in their hands. The reporters who came back to their senses hurriedly took out the bulky cameras they had brought with them and began to take pictures frantically at the dozen or so cars in the field.

Most of the reporters present have a Ford Model T, or better yet, a small car such as a Buick, and with their income, it is very confident to buy a car. But when they saw the dozen or so cars present, their confidence was shaken. The streamlined body, the shiny body, and the four wheels that look very powerful, the magnificent reflectors, and even the clumsy nose of the other cars are not visible, replaced by a stylish car cover full of art...... "Mr. Kenneth, may I ask how much of this new car you are producing now?" ”

"Mr. Kenneth, may I ask how much your car will cost?"

"May I ask Mr. Kenneth, is this new car of yours designed with reference to the new models of Ford or Buick?"

…… Kenneth was besieged by reporters, as always, and no one even bothered to surround the old dealer, all of whom wanted to know more about the car. As journalists, they have a gut feeling that this magnificent new car will definitely defeat all existing models in a revolutionary manner, and there will be no surprises. They even have the illusion that even if Ford or other car companies want to imitate it, in addition to the patent deflated, it is estimated that they will encounter countless difficulties.

Because this new type of car, not to mention the interior, just in terms of appearance, has subverted everyone's perception of cars. It was also the first time that the reporters realized that the cars should be so beautiful that compared to these beautiful models, the cars they drove should be sent to the museum...... "For specific questions, you can consult Mr. Dodge, who will be the agent of our first cars sold in the United States. I only answer one question, this kind of car is completely independent research and development by my research center, and this Hongqi car will become the company's fist product for a long time to come, I think everyone may be able to buy their own Hongqi brand car at that time......"

After a great show, Kenneth left behind the reporters and the old Dodge man who was surrounded by reporters again, and he and Li Chunyang left from the back door with a group of bodyguards.

"Kenneth, just now the bodyguard reported that the outside was surrounded by people, and I think we're in big trouble." Li Chunyang said with a nonchalant expression.

"Oh shit, is anyone trying to deal with us?" Kenneth wondered if he had ever felt threatened since he had accepted a bodyguard from his boss, God Chang, many years ago. He is not stupid, the bodyguards that his boss trained himself in the way of training soldiers are naturally among the best in the world. Several times, he relied on his powerful bodyguards to eliminate those enemies from the shadows.

On the surface, he brought a few powerful black bodyguards, but in fact, he knew very well that the ones who could save his life were the few bodyguards from China managed by Li Chunyang, although there were only two whites, one black, and one Chinese, but it was they who often dispatched one to solve the trouble.

Li Chunyang followed the retreat route chosen by the bodyguards, and said casually: "The we threw out is the woman of the San Francisco mafia boss, and after she ran to cry, that George of San Francisco's underground wants to deal with us." ”

"Fake, this, what a brainless woman." Kenneth was furious.

Li Chunyang patted him on the shoulder and signaled that he didn't have to worry too much: "Don't worry, it's not been a day or two that George wants to beat us." It was no longer enough to satisfy his cravings by smuggling a little wine, and I thought that the woman was just an excuse this time. Don't worry, I've got you covered. ”

At night, the moon in San Francisco doesn't seem to be very good, and in the hazy moonlight, the front of 15 Broderick Avenue looks a little dark, however, it is not long before a messy footsteps break the silence.

"Fake, Lois, you take someone in first. Put the gasoline on first. "A gang leader points to a large bucket, and he is the small leader in charge of the operation tonight. They had been thinking about this Pan American Ken's International for a long time, and for this revenge, the boss George sent a full forty knife men. And the fast knife player Lois is a member of the Megatron San Francisco Underworld. In several confrontations with Dongren Tangkou, he successfully blocked the few Chinese who knew Chinese kung fu.

"I hope you don't provoke me." Williams, the little leader, touched the two handfuls of the guys in his arms, which George had given him before leaving. In his opinion, the boss George has always been a careful godfather, and even in such a sneak attack is sure to win, he will arrange a backup move.

Throwing one of the guns at another small boss, Williams began directing his men to climb over the fence and climb inside.

Dozens of gangsters took advantage of the darkness of the night to enter Pan American Ken's International, and according to the reports of his subordinates, the target people never came out after entering, and they must have lived here at night.

"Woo Woo ......"

However, before the gangsters could even smash the door, the door inside suddenly opened, and then five or six large dogs rushed out of it, the kind of dogs they had never even seen, and they could pounce on a person with just one jump, and then there was a scream.

"Fake, help the others and slaughter these dogs." Under Williams's fierce command, the gangsters scrambled to catch the dogs on their companions, and several people worked together to slaughter and cut them, and several good dogs were brutally killed by the gangsters.

"Bang!" Lois, the knife man, strode up the steps, kicked open the inner door, and then suddenly stood still, his hands raised quickly, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Fake." Williams outside was originally trying to let his men rush in, but when he saw this, he had already guessed that there might be a gun inside the door, so he hurriedly picked up a pistol, and another small boss with a gun rushed up, opened the safe, and was about to shoot inside past Lois.

"Puff puff ......"

A low voice sounded, and Williams's finger, which was about to pull the trigger, suddenly softened, and the whole person was knocked upside down by a huge force and flew out, followed by the small leader behind him, who also flew out under this deep voice.

The inner door was kicked open, and then the gangsters saw a flash in front of them, and several figures rushed out of it, and then a group of people were pointed at by several people with something strange.

"Puff puff puff...... a mafia who wanted to swing a knife and slash past was rewarded with a point shot by the man who gently raised the muzzle of the gun.

Gun!! The other party actually has such a powerful gun...... The next day, George, a mafia who had not slept all night because none of his men had returned, received a letter.

"My dear George: Thank you very much for sending someone to assassinate me and Lee last night. It's just a pity that you haven't investigated one thing clearly, just like you, I'm not just a businessman, but also a person with the protection of the boss. It's just that you believe in the godfather of the mafia in the west, and Lao Tzu's god surname is Zhang.

Well, you've been delayed for a long time, you still have 10 seconds left in your life, don't believe it, you go to the window, open the curtains and try. Don't worry, I'll send someone to collect this letter. ”

George walked to the window with some confusion, this is the sixteenth floor, and it is the downtown area outside, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to climb up, but he still subconsciously opened the curtains.

"Bang ......"

(To be continued)