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"Auntie, I'm serious, and you know that I didn't have much success before.

But now it's different, I just got a reward from my boss and I'm ready to start a small business on my own. ”

Li Yaoyang said his thoughts very solemnly, and also told each other his current and future plans, so that people have a bottom in their hearts.

"You're a good boy, I don't doubt that, but you and Ah Xiang..."

"Auntie, I'll talk to you today, I'm not in a hurry with Ah Xiang, I have to wait for her to be older, and my business is on the right track."

Saying this, it finally made Ah Xiang's mother breathe a sigh of relief:

"Yes, yes, this matter is not in a hurry, and I have to discuss it with the child's father~"

"Hehe~ Then you are busy first, I still have to go to the theater~"

"Go and go, come and play often when you have time~"

"Gotcha~"

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Lai didn't go to the theater, he went to Brooklyn, a repair shop on the banks of the Hudson River.

When he arrived, several black men were moving things into the workshop.

He stood at the door for a while and said in a loud voice:

"Is the boss there?"

His voice shook the workers inside, and when he saw the comers, a black man was dissatisfied:

"hey~ that yellow-skinned kid, what are you shouting here?"

"I'll talk to your boss about business!"

"Don't be kidding, where did you come from, where are you going~"

Yellow people do business? Are you kidding!

Black people have always been like this, on the one hand, they use the bitter tricks of racial discrimination, and on the other hand, they show their 'nobility' to Asians and Indians.

In this era, they can only find some presence in Asians, because white people don't care about them at all.

"Man, if you don't want to be thrown into the Hudson River by your boss to feed the fish for losing a few hundred dollars of business, then put away your damn discrimination.

Call your boss out and trust me, you won't be disappointed. ”

Li Yaoyang not only did not walk, but took a few steps forward and stood a few meters in front of the black man.

"You..."

At this moment, a black man wearing a trench coat and a pipe in his mouth came out of it, and at first glance he looked different from an ordinary worker.

"What's going on?"

"Boss~"

"Boss, there's an Asian who wants to talk to you about business~"

"Oh?" The black man called the boss looked at Li Yaoyang.

"Is that you?"

"It's me, you're the boss here?"

"I'm Jeffrey White, the owner of the White Dealership, are you?"

"My name is Li Yaoyang, I'm from the Vestan Theater, just call me Lee~"

He is also pulling tiger skin to do big things, and the Vestan Theater, with the popularity of the Titanic, is also a golden signboard.

As long as the other party reads the newspaper, they will not know the name of this theater.

Early this morning, newspapers large and small in the Big Apple City took the premiere of "Titanic" as a front-page headline, and the limelight was unparalleled for a while.

Sure enough, as soon as he heard the Vestan Theater, Jeffrey's eyes became strange, at least putting away his original indifference and contempt.

"Come in and talk about it~"

Li Yaoyang had no opinion, and followed him into the car dealership, where both stations had vehicles under maintenance and looked busy.

Shuttled all the way to his small office, and a strong smell of soul food filled his nostrils, and the smell was too high.

"Sit casually, it's a little messy, don't mind~"

"It's okay, I'm here to talk about business, not to visit~"

"I like your directness, talk about your business, don't let me down~"

The words were still warning, and it seemed that he had not fully trusted Li Yaoyang.

"I think you are a car dealership, you should have a source of goods, right?"

Jeffrey said ambiguously:

"It depends on what you want~"

"Hehe~ Freedom Truck!"

"Freedom truck?"

"I didn't know enough? The standard Model B Liberty truck, so to speak? ”

Jeffrey raised his hand and said meaningfully:

"Of course I know about the Freedom Truck, and I want to ask, what are you going to do with the Freedom Truck? That's a special supply from the military. ”

"It's been discontinued, it's no longer a secret, and there are not a few people running on the road~"

Jeffrey groaned slightly: "So, you want a free truck?" ”

"Yes! You get trucks and modify them according to my requirements, and I'll give you 600 knives for each one! ”

He didn't say whether it was expensive or cheap, but just asked:

"How many do you want?"

"Let's get one first to see the level, if it's okay, add four more~"

"Five in total?"

"That's right, it's a very simple arithmetic problem!"

Jeffrey touched his chin and puffed his pipe, looking melancholy, but he was actually calculating the benefits.

Now, a standard brand new Ford Model T has a market price of 520-550 Knife Rail.

Used cars are much cheaper, depending on the condition of the car, maybe 200 dollars can be taken down.

Of course, the cost of the Liberty truck and the Model T is not the same, but both are produced by Ford, but one is for the civilian market and the other is for the military.

But the Freedom Truck was just discontinued last year, and I heard that the military eliminated a large number of them and prepared to sell them as scrap metal.

They don't care how extravagant Jeffrey is, the important thing is that he can get a used car at a very low price.

If you get it back and modify it, the profit of a single bike can even be 300 dollars, which is a lot of money.

After quickly making mental calculations, this business can be done.

"I need a deposit!"

"Of course, I'm going to see the first car in a week."

"In such a hurry?"

"Mr. White, the customer is God, you have to try to meet the customer's request, this is 500 dollars."

He generously put the money on the table, and the search seemed insincere.

"Deal!"

Paused: "Tell me your modification requirements!" ”

"Wait, do you have a pen and paper?"

As a director, I still have painting skills, and I can't be a painter, but it's no problem to draw my own demands.

Brush brush, brush brush, in less than 10 minutes, the modification picture will be drawn.

Of course, it's not very formal, and the size is not clearly marked, but Jeffrey is a professional and knows what to do at a glance.

"You're a little bit of a modd..."

He just didn't know the word wonderful, otherwise it would be very appropriate here.

Li Yaoyang's request can only be described as bizarre, he raised the truck's body, and added another layer of fuel to the fuel tank, but it was not connected to the engine.

At the same time, a small compartment was added to the inside of the body, which was covered with a tarpaulin, which was not visible from the outside.

Holding the modification drawings, Jeffrey looked puzzled:

"What are you doing here?"

"You don't have to worry about it, change it according to my requirements, without affecting the normal driving of the vehicle, the bigger the size, the better."

"Uh~Okay, I'll look into it, it's not a big problem~"

"Hmmm! Thank you, I'll pick up the car in a week~"

"No problem!"

After the business was negotiated, Li Yaoyang no longer stayed, put up his collar and left the car shop quickly.

What he has to do next is inseparable from the help of trucks, but this is not enough.

He had to find a few daring and careful drivers to get the plan off the ground.