Zhao Chuanxin finally saw the plump body of this era.

Dressed in cool clothes and swaying women walking around on the beach, beautiful villas.

It's now a vacation destination for American high society, with wealthy people buying homes here.

He found that when he came here, there was no obvious discriminatory gaze.

Zhao Chuan's salary was not bad, and he opened a room directly at the Royal Princeton Hotel.

When the front desk reception, he didn't discriminate against him because he was Chinese.

This made Zhao Chuanxin a little disappointed, and he was originally thinking about making a big fuss.

I went upstairs, took a hot bath, and asked the service staff to bring me food, and ate and drank a lot.

Take out all the clothes and let the waiter wash them.

The fatigue of the long period was finally dissipated after twelve hours of deep sleep.

This place is really nice.

Zhao Chuanxin is ready to buy real estate here, and he has lived until the 21st century, which is beautiful to think about.

In later generations, the average home price here can reach $40 million, which is scary to say.

After a well-rested rest, Zhao Chuanxin walked out of the hotel and took a walk by the sea.

A young man was discussing something with his friends fiercely, so he didn't look at the road and bumped into Zhao Chuanxin.

This man should be no more than thirty years old, but his hair is meticulously combed, and he wears a shirt, like a salesman in finance or sales in this era.

After hitting Zhao Chuanxin, he just glanced at it, and then wanted to leave.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and pulled the collar of his shirt: "You bumped into me?" ”

The young man looked at the Chinese in front of him in astonishment: "Are you crazy, man, let go of your hand." ”

Zhao Chuanxin tilted his head slightly, so that his eyes squinted at him, and there was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

The person next to the young man frowned when he saw this: "Sir, please let go of your hand." I'm Thomas S. W. Lawson, if you're a person in the financial world, you've probably heard my name. ”

Zhao Chuanxin was also wearing a shirt, but his shirt style fitted well, and his chest was fully untied, revealing the white T-shirt and well-developed chest muscles inside, which looked very casual.

He is either rich or expensive here, so he thinks that Zhao Chuanxin should have heard of his name.

In fact, Zhao Chuanxin's hand is already itchy, but if the other party uses his identity such as race to pressure him, he may do it directly. But the other party just reported the name, isn't this the style of the locks?

The locks are all registered first.

Therefore, Zhao Chuanxing let go of his hand instead.

"Oh? Haven't heard of it. ”

Jesse Livermore said, "Hey, you haven't heard his name, how can you be scared by him?" I think you're scared. ”

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "Naturally, I don't care what happened to him, but you haven't apologized yet?" If you don't apologize, chances are you won't be able to get out of this beach today. ”

"Haha, I heard a joke. Man, my name is Jesse Livermore, maybe you haven't heard my name right now, but you'll hear sooner or later. ”

When he signed up, Zhao Chuanxin's eyes narrowed.

The name is vaguely impressive.

He used to be interested in stocks and finance for a while, and when he was studying with people, he seemed to have heard of this person.

He asked tentatively, "Are you in finance?" ”

"Yes and what? In Palm Beach, there are a lot of people who do finance. ”

Zhao Chuanxin took out a cigar and lit it: "Since you are in finance, let me ask you, if I have a batch of creditor's rights, bearer stocks and some messy bonds, do you have any way to cash me out?" ”

Jesse Livermore said, "Why should I help you monetize? I can, but I won't help you. ”

But he saw that Zhao Chuanxin suddenly had an extra gun in his hand, and put it on the other party's waist: "You help me, I will pay you." If you don't help, I'll kill you, because you don't refuse to apologize to me. ”

The faces of the two froze.

Thomas S. W. Lawson hurriedly said, "Man, put away your gun, there are so many people on the beach, aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?" ”

"I'm not afraid."

"Forehead ......"

In fact, in the United States, not all classes have serious racial discrimination.

The main reason is that the people at the bottom feel that the learning ability, technical application level, practical ability, etc. of the Chinese are not only not weaker than the Americans, but even higher than the whites.

This seriously undermines the sense of superiority of the Americans.

Therefore, the middle-class and lower-level Americans began to exclude the Chinese, to put it bluntly, the core is incompetence and rage, since you can't suppress you in terms of intelligence and practice, then you have to carry out physical destruction.

But some of the more upper-class Americans in the East do not have any sense of crisis. They wish they could use serious, pragmatic, and hard-working Chinese to create benefits for themselves.

Because the locals in the United States are lazy and have a lot of trouble!

Obviously, the two people in front of them are not mixed with the bottom society, and they will not look at people with colored glasses.

But because of the environment, I don't feel the need to apologize.

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin looked like he was not stingy, both of them had a little numb scalp.

"What do you want?"

"I've told you, help me cash things in!"

Jesse Livermore stiffened his head and said, "Yes, but I have to go back to New York." ”

But in my heart, I said that when I saw the police, I would definitely call the police.

Zhao Chuanxin turned the gun around his fingers and put it away.

Lehehe put his arm around his shoulders and said, "Okay, when are you leaving?" ”

Jesse Livermore clenched his fist and pressed his forehead into his forehead: "Anytime, but I'm going back to pack my bags." ”

Thomas S. W. Lawson seemed to understand what he meant, and said, "Yes, yes, we're going back to New York, and we need to pack up." ”

Zhao Chuanxin still smiled: "Okay, where do the two of you live?" ”

Jesse Livermore's eyes rolled: "I live in Edward Livermore. R. Bradley's home. ”

This is a rich American man who has only a little friendship and has gone to play in each other's clubs before. But at this time, use the tiger skin to pull the banner, scare and scare the other party.

"Oh, then go pack up, I'll be waiting for you at the Royal Princeton Hotel."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't know who this thing was talking about.

Jesse Livermore was a little dumbfounded, and he also stayed at the Royal Princeton Hotel.

The same is true for the one next to me.

The two made a heated eye contact.

They are all human spirits and have very high IQs.

Thomas S. W. Lawson is a well-known writer who specializes in financial books.

Jesse Livermore was not very famous at this time, but later generations were called the craziest financial genius of his time.

They are not ordinary people, and their heads turn quickly.

First of all, the two did not bluff each other. Secondly, if the other party really lives at the Royal Princeton Hotel, then the other party is not an ordinary person.

After all, those who can afford to live in high-end hotels in Palm Beach have some financial resources.

Now they have to choose to fool this person away and call the police, and the other is to go back to the Princeton Hotel with the other party to see if what he said is true. If he does live there, then he will do it.

If it is an ordinary person, it will definitely choose to call the police first.

But in this era, people who play finance are generally crazy people, and they actually choose the latter, and complete the communication and decision with their eyes.

"Well, I actually have a room at the Royal Princeton Hotel, let's go back together."

Jesse Livermore looked at Zhao Chuanxin with blazing eyes.

Zhao Chuanxin made a gesture of please.

The three of them walked back on the beach.

On the way, Jesse Livermore began to cross, "What's your name, please?" ”

"Telling the truth is afraid of scaring you, and telling lies is insincere. After all, you're going to take care of things for me, and we're friends. ”

Jesse Livermore smiled and shook his head: "Then you can always tell me, are you American, or?" ”

"Not Americans." Zhao Chuanxin suddenly thought of a question: "Whether you can get an American identity or not, it doesn't matter how much money you spend." ”