It's not as happy as the guests and hosts, but at least Zhao Chuanxin is full.

After the meal, he got up and took his leave: "Arthur, don't forget to help me find out about Charles Baker!" ”

Arthur Gompas hesitated: "You're not going to get me into trouble, are you?" ”

"Trust me, it's more trouble to get the value of my friendship than you."

Margaret Gompas leaned on the door of her house and waved her hand at Zhao Chuanxin: "Goodbye, sir, remember to come and see me." ”

Leaving Arthur Gompas' house.

On the way, Zhao Chuanxin said to Abraham Cohen: "Tomorrow, take your people to the cotton nightclub in Harlem, where we will meet." Don't be clever, or your cousin in Sinsin Prison won't be able to save you. ”

Abraham Cohen grimaced: "But, Mr. Chen, it's easy to call them here, and it's hard to get them to do their best. ”

"Don't worry, I've got some ideas that will solve their employment problems."

Abraham Cohen didn't look happy.

In these years, even Arthur Compass, the crown prince of the Labor Federation, can't do anything, what can Zhao Chuanxin do?

……

Edith Roosevelt was restless.

At the beginning, she and Zhao Chuanxin reached an intention to join forces, but it was carried out without Da Luo.

Zhao Chuanxin's follow-up performance made her feel that she was in a deep quagmire, and she was more and more tightly tied to Zhao Chuanxin.

She asked the Chief Secret Service, "Did you find him?" ”

The Chief Secret Service Agent shook his head, "Ma'am, we went to Ethan Manor and were told that he went back and left. ”

"What about Charles Baker? Any news of him? ”

"No, ma'am, New York City is too big, and finding a Collector is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack. And we can't investigate blatantly. ”

"Hey, I hope it doesn't make a big mess!"

The chief agent hesitated: "Ma'am, I did find out something else. ”

Edith Roosevelt was stunned: "What's the matter?" ”

"One on Wall Street is named Jesse Livermore, and one is named Thomas Brown. W. Lawson's people seem to be doing things for Zhao Chuanxin, they are manipulating the stock market and advocating market ......"

Edith Roosevelt suddenly felt a sense of betrayal and anger.

Zhao Chuanxin is full of affection for "Yidi Yidi", how can he do something to pit her?

Didn't you say you were going to form an alliance?

She took a deep breath and said, "I want you to keep this matter a secret, it is a secret from everyone, including my husband, can you do this?" You see, I'm a man who never forgets friendship. ”

Special agents, who serve big bosses and their families.

But in general, it is to serve the big bosses.

The Chief Secret Service Agent struggled within, and he had heard of Edith Roosevelt's influence on Da Luo.

Then this commitment carries more weight.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Madam, I promise you......"

……

Zhao took Marcus Nkrumah to stay at a hotel in Brooks for one night.

The next day, he came to the cotton nightclub.

Isaiah waited a long time.

Zhao Chuanxin paid for him to buy a lunch for forty people.

The room was populated with more and more people, and Abraham Cohen's Jewish gang and the Smith brothers' helpers gathered here.

A group of men with big shoulders and round waists swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog after a full meal, and the private room was like a fairyland.

People of all colors will inevitably have friction.

Soon after, a Jew and a black man had a verbal altercation, and saber rattling ensued.

"Fack, you have to apologize to me!"

", why should I apologize to you?"

"I'm going to kill you......"

The quarrel caused by the two of them then involved the two groups that are clearly black and white, and they are about to fight.

At this time.

There was a well-proportioned "click" and "click" sound in the room.

Everyone was attracted by the sound and turned their heads in unison.

Zhao Chuanxin sat on the sofa, he was wearing a three-piece gray fishbone dark tweed suit, and his hair was combed back, revealing a neat forehead hairline.

He leaned forward, his gaze flickering in the smoke.

He supported his chin in his left hand, and a horse card in his right hand, and the chamber of the gun was pulled by him with one hand, making a "click" sound.

Seeing him pull out his gun, the voices of the crowd were unconsciously suppressed.

Seeing that he had attracted their attention, Zhao Chuanxin sat up straight and pressed a row of bullets on the table into the magazine.

He pushed the magazine in his spare time, pulled the bolt again, and pulled the trigger towards the ceiling.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Three shots in a row!

Everyone was shocked, and the room became smelly of pins dropping.

Zhao Chuanxin coldly walked around for a week, took out a cigar and put it in his mouth.

Isaiah kindly lit him with a match.

Zhao Chuanxin held his cigar, leaned back, and lifted Erlang's legs.

He spoke slowly, and his tone was not angry and arrogant: "I'll tell you this, the more people who can't eat, the more they like to make a few noises." ”

Unconvinced, a tall, lanky Jew in a newsboy hat said to Abraham Cohen, "Who is he?" How old is he, tell me this? ”

The Smith brothers and Isaiah both looked at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin is a spellmaker!

Abraham Cohen hurriedly said, "This is Mr. Chen Yigeng!" ”

The newsboy hat's face changed, but he still stuck his neck.

Zhao Chuanxin got up, fastened the button on his chest, and came to the newsboy hat.

The newsboy hat is about seven or eight meters tall, which is already tall at this time, but he still has to raise his head to be at eye level with Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin carried the scepter of redemption and pressed it against the chin of the newsboy hat: "I can see that you are a violent temper, but who is the score compared to." Abraham's cousin didn't dare talk to me like you. ”

The newsboy hat swallowed and said dryly, "With all due respect, Cousin Abraham can feed us, but why should we listen to you?" ”

"You don't call it a full meal, you call it a hungry meal." Zhao Chuanxin withdrew the scepter of redemption. "It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish, but I can make your livelihood worry-free in the future!"

A group of Jews looked at each other.

Someone spoke: "Sir, our casinos and women have been divided between the Eastman Gang and the Purple Gang, what else can we do?" ”

The two gangs he spoke of were also Jewish groups.

After Abraham Cohen's cousin was imprisoned in Cynsing Prison, his territory was divided.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "Dining car!" ”

Abraham Cohen was full of question marks: "What food truck?" ”

In the coming economic crisis, a large number of workers will be laid off from jobs, a large number of factories will close, and some middle-class money bags will be deflated and even penniless on the streets.

At this time, what industry can survive or even make money?

In food, clothing, housing and transportation, only food is the most important.

Zhao Chuanxin pondered for half a night last night before he came up with an idea.

He said: "I would invest in a company that focuses on affordable food, and it appears as a food truck, so there is no need for decoration, no input such as plates, tables and chairs, no store rental costs, so the price is low, and it is exclusively for workers and office workers, as well as the poor." ”

Just like in the economic crisis that followed, other books could not be sold, but cheap and portable pocket books became a lot of money.

In special times, there are special acts.

Abraham Cohen's head was nimble, and his eyes lit up: "Sir, I have a rough idea of what a food truck is." It's like the kind of carriage kitchen that Charles Goodknight, a big farmer, prepared when he migrated from Texas to New Mexico in the last century, right? It's a genius idea......"

In the earliest days, food trucks were mostly for the troops.

For example, in 1853, Kanter Lambford of Bavaria, Germany, put boilers and other items on horse-drawn carriages. Since then, the army has had cooking carts on its equipment. This is the ancestor of the modern cooker.

During the Russo-Japanese War, Zhao Chuanxin also saw Mao Zi use a single-axle car as a cooking car, which was small and flexible, and was regarded as the world's first generation of field kitchens.

Last year, the Prussian army switched to a single-axle trailer-type field kitchen, and the advantages of trailer-type kitchens were clearly popularized rapidly, and this matter was also published in the newspapers.

Now it's just that Zhao Chuanxin wants to put the mobile kitchen into business and stuff it into the metropolis.

It is not a precedent, but the thinking is ahead of its time.

Through Abraham Cohen's explanation, everyone also understood, and looking at Zhao Chuanxin's gaze, it had other meanings.

Interests are always the most direct means of binding people's hearts.

Big Smith, who had some business acumen, asked, "But that's a lot of money, isn't it?" ”

"I'll take care of the money." Zhao Chuanxin sat back on the sofa: "Now, let me ask you, do you want to earn this respectable, reasonable and legal money?" ”

Some people retreated because it was out of their old livelihood.

But more are jumping for it.

Wandering the streets, except for the people at the top, everyone else is just making ends meet.

is like Isaiah, as long as he takes care of the food, he is willing to do things for Zhao Chuanxin.

Isaiah slapped his chest and shouted, "I do! ”

Abraham Cohen also jumped out: "You don't have to be looked down upon, you don't have to worry about the police coming to your door at any time to arrest you, what's not to be happy about?" ”

The key is that Zhao Chuanxin is committed to investing, which bears the financial risk and burden for them.

There were some hesitations, seeing that most people raised their hands and feet in favor, and unconsciously chose to stand in line.

Zhao Chuanxin flicked cigarette ashes: "Now, I ask you to go to the streets and use the method you are best at to find me Charles Baker, a New York police detective!" ”

After a combination of grace and power, everyone had no objections.

The black side was led by the Smith brothers, and the white side was led by Abraham Cohen.

Before leaving, Abraham Cohen called Isaiah the dogleg aside and whispered: "You pay more attention to see if Mr. Chen can really get money, it is our job, brother, don't be a villain in vain!" ”

He was reminding Isaiah not to make a small report.

Isaiah gave him a reassuring look.

In the blink of an eye, the private room was empty.

Only Zhao Chuanxin, Isaiah, and Marcus Nkrumah are left.

Zhao Chuanxin said, "Isaiah, take me to send a telegram." ”

Zhao Chuanxin sent a telegram to Dahu.

When he was in Tianjin Wei, the future American boss - Dahu (Hoover, it's inconvenient to write his full name, you all know), still "owed" him 5,000 US dollars.

Dahu was in San Francisco at the time, where he set up his own engineering firm to help mine underground resources and engage in mining consulting around the world.

This product is unique in mining and mining, with superb professional skills, and is even known as "a good doctor for sick mines".

was slaughtered by Zhao Chuanxin last time, but soon made a comeback.

When he received Zhao Chuanxin's telegram, he was taken aback.

His wife, Lou Henry, was surprised when she saw that his face was pale and cold sweat broke out on her forehead, "My dear, what happened? ”

Da Hu took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat: "It's a telegram from Zhao Chuanxin!" ”

At this time, Lou Henry's face also turned pale.

What happened at the Weili Shunde Hotel in Tianjin was like a nightmare for them.

These two people experienced the cruelty of the "Butcher of the Far East" firsthand!

Lou Henry stammered, "What is he going to do?" ”

Da Hu smiled bitterly: "He is here to collect debts, and he wants me to return 5,000 yuan and borrow another 5,000 ......."

It seems that his once broken arm is aching again.

Zhao Chuanxin is in the Li Shunde Hotel, and the appearance of killing people without blinking is a lingering nightmare in their lives.

When Lou Henry heard the amount, he felt as if he had been stripped of a piece of flesh.

She hesitated, "If we don't give it, is it okay?" ”

"You're asking for money rather than your life, right?" Dahu didn't want to provoke Zhao Chuanxin again: "Don't think that in the United States, we are safe." ”

Lu Henry remembered that Zhao Chuanxin had fought a cold war in the United States from west to east, and said in frustration: "Then give it to him, we are still young, and we can still make money when the money is gone!" It's just, borrow five thousand dollars, will he pay it back? ”

"I think, it should be a meat bun beating a dog, and there is no return!"

While Zhao Chuanxin was collecting debts and borrowing money, Abraham Cohen was in trouble......

(End of chapter)