Victor Herbert was invited by John Vaughn, the mayor of North Taretown.

John Vaughn saw from a distance that Zhao Chuanxin was talking to him, and couldn't help but get nervous: "Sheriff, go and hear what's going on?" ”

Knowing Zhao Chuanxin's identity, he was afraid of causing trouble.

If Zhao had accidentally beaten the composer Victor Koebott to death, North Tower would have made headlines in The New York Times tomorrow.

Georges Maher wondered, "Why don't you go yourself?" ”

"If you want to go, you will go." John Vaughn said in annoyance.

Can he say he doesn't dare to go?

Anyway, you have a little friendship, although it is a friendship that was unilaterally abused when you were on the line.

George Maher stumbled over and eavesdropped on a few words.

"Ethan, if you don't go to Broadway, you're really burying your talent."

"Don't tell me this, I only care about national affairs and the suffering of the people."

"Uh, you're in politics?"

"No, but the humble doesn't dare to forget the country."

“……”

Georges Maher laughed out loud.

This old literary young man on Broadway collapsed in front of Zhao Chuanxin.

He went back and told the mayor, who wiped the sweat from his forehead: "That's okay, it's okay......"

Zhao Chuanxin took out his pocket watch and looked at it: "As a master of time management, I will never allow myself to miss a beauty sleep, goodbye gentlemen and ladies." ”

Benjamin Goldberg instinctively wanted to slip away with Zhao Chuanxin, but Rachel Kvis grabbed the back collar: "I'm going to leave with your master soon, why don't you let me stay at home honestly for one night?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin squeezed out, and suddenly two little girls rushed over.

The two girls can be called the level of the town flower.

But he was startled, so that he couldn't hang a big arm to go up and destroy the flowers.

He was full of a sense of distance of "please respect yourself", and asked: "Ladies, this black light is blinding, are you blocking my way, do you want to rob money or sex?" ”

The two girls sneered: "Robbery." ”

"Hehe, then I'm not sleepy, let's just find a secluded place and have a nest fight to determine the winner."

While it was going on, it turned out that Rachel Cwess and Samuel Goldberg's family of three were also going back.

Rachel Cavis shouted, "Ethan, why haven't you left yet?" ”

In the surprised eyes of the two girls, I saw that Zhao Chuanxin's face suddenly turned positive when he heard this, and he raised his hands angrily: "Okay, girls, it's time to go home and sleep, you can't stay up late at a young age, and it's not safe to say it." ”

Then he turned his head: "Oh, it's Rachel, these two girls have lost their direction in life, I'm giving them some guidance, let's go together." ”

Rachel Kvis looked at the two pretty girls suspiciously.

Benjamin Goldberg winked quietly at Master.

Zhao Chuanxin secretly stretched out his finger and nodded at him, signaling him not to say anything.

Knowing the teacher, Mo Ruo's disciple.

was disturbed by this family of three to "double kill" fans offline, and Zhao Chuanxin didn't mind.

He went to the shoe store to pick up the dry food, got into the carriage and went back to the manor.

When he left, the two girls found a man: "I saw that it was about to be done, but a family came and made a mess of things." ”

This person has gray and curly hair, a pale face, and is clearly a man, but if you don't look closely, you think it's an old lady.

It was none other than Irishman Grandma Dorans.

Grandma Dorans reached out and took out twenty yuan, ten yuan each, and said with a smile: "The show didn't work out, just stay with me tonight." ”

Unexpectedly, someone coughed heavily behind his back.

Grandma Dorans frowned and said to the two girls, "Forget it, you guys rush back to New York overnight, don't stay." ”

Waiting for the two girls to leave, Charles Baker came out of the darkness: "Unfortunately, he was not fooled. Only when it is cross-sectional will people let their guard down and will not wear any weapons. ”

Grandma Dorance asked, "How do you know that Chen Yigeng's name is Ethan Zhao?" How rich is he? ”

Charles Baker smiled mysteriously, "Dude, don't forget my connections. In New York, from dignitaries to homeless people, whether they are cops, criminals, or private investigators, all my friends. At first, I was also shocked when I learned that Chen Yigeng and Ethan Zhao were the same person. But the shocking things are much more than that. It's just that you don't need to know anything else. ”

Grandma Dorance said regretfully: "If you want me to say, why don't you just come forward and give him a shot?" ”

"Believe me, you're dead before you pull out your gun."

"So." Grandma Dorance took the remaining bills in her hand and slapped her palms: "We have been squatting in North Tower Rydden for many days, but this strategy has failed, what should we do next?" ”

Charles Baker's eyes, under the lights of the harvest festival, flashed with a cunning and deceitful light: "I got the news that Abraham Cohen, that Jew, is ready to open a company after renting a storefront, and has invited a lot of people on the road to play the tricks of the upper class and have a drinking party." We'll do it that day. ”

Grandma Dorans frowned: "I don't quite understand, since this Ethan Zhao is so powerful and rich, why do we have to rack our brains to deal with him?" ”

Charles Baker shook his head: "At the beginning, I offended him to death in Cynsin Prison. There is a kind of person who if you offend it, you must eliminate the troubles, otherwise you will never have peace. Besides, if I make him disappear, believe me, Grandma, and I'll get ten times more connections than I have now. Even, those people in Washington would invite me as a guest! ”

Grandma Dorance was moved.

Where did this man come from?

……

After going back, Zhao Chuanxin found Miao Cuihua practicing balancing in the manor courtyard.

"Sister Hua, it's so late, hurry up and go to bed."

I thought I was diligent enough, but looking at Miao Cuihua, Zhao Chuanxin knew what it meant to be diligent and persistent.

Miao Cuihua put away her movements and wiped her sweat: "I found out that practicing at night is better than practicing in the morning, and outdoor is better than indoors." Have you seen Betelgeuse, practice with your back to Betelgeuse, the effect is better than other directions. ”

"......" Zhao Chuanxin persuaded: "Sister Hua, are you stunned?" This thing is practiced when you have time, and the effect is the same. ”

"Don't believe it." Miao Cuihua just wanted to continue practicing, but suddenly remembered something: "By the way, it's better to start practicing at the end of the evening." ”

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't cry or laugh.

He came to Miao Cuihua's side, blinked, and said, "Sister Hua, look at Betelgeuse." ”

Miao Cuihua stopped her movements again and looked up at the sky.

"What's wrong?"

She turned her head in confusion, and her lips rubbed against Zhao Chuanxin's face.

It turned out that Zhao Chuanxin took advantage of his inattention and leaned his face over: "Ah, Sister Hua, how can you be like this, you are playing really, I am a serious person." ”

Miao Cuihua laughed: "you." ”

Zhao Chuanxin saw that she was sweating profusely, and it was impossible not to be tired.

He dragged her to sit on the steps of the flower garden and pointed to Betelgeuse in the sky: "The West calls this Orion, and I'll let you see something magical." Look at the Orion belt, there are a few small stars. You look to the side, and out of the corner of your eye, glance at the stars, and you'll see the stars twinkling. ”

Miao Cuihua complied: "Huh? ”

When she looked at it, she found that it was still those stars. Deflect your gaze, and the twinkling stars reappear.

"Why is that?"

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "Didn't you think I was an immortal before?" In fact, I am Betelgeuse, and under the three stars of my belt is the afterglow I sprinkled, and I will prepare the beautiful scenery for you alone. ”

She was originally a elixir, but she decorated herself with boiling water, just for Zhao Chuanxin to roll the waves alone.

There is no longer a woman in the world who can do this to Zhao Chuanxin.

Miao Cuihua listened, her eyes were like the stars in the sky flickering, looking at the starry sky stupid.

Zhao Chuanxin got up: "Haha, I'm tired, I want to go to sleep." ”

Pat your ass and leave, leaving a starry spot in the autumn flower garden.

The next day, after Zhao Chuanxin finished breakfast, Miao Cuihua said: "Your clothes are all dried and ironed, don't forget to bring them." ”

Zhao Chuanxin sighed: "Why the do you live like an office worker again?" ”

Bring good things and set a modified dining car for Yoneyama.

Seeing Marcus Nkrumah cleaning the courtyard, he threw the boots he got from the shoemaker yesterday to the big black one: "Give it to you." ”

"Hehe...... Marcus Nkrumah only knew how to smirk, he wouldn't even say thank you, no one had ever been so kind to him, but he just scratched his head: "Master, don't you need me to follow you out to protect you?" ”

"No need."

Zhao Chuanxin went to Benjamin Goldberg's house.

The apprentice and the apprentice are leaning against the door.

Because Samuel Goldberg had already set off for New York.

Hey?

Zhao Chuanxin was surprised, why did he think like this? What does it have to do with his apprentice's father? And why do you think Rachel Cearn is looking forward to coming to her?

Then, he noticed an imperceptible gleeful gratification on Rachel Kveis's face.

Zhao Chuanxin thinks this must be his own delusion.

"Ahem, Benjamin, say goodbye to your mother, we're going to run to the sea of stars."

Tiny North Taretown was nothing to mention in Benjamin Goldberg's huge, uncanny mind.

He said goodbye happily and followed his master.

Rachel Cearn saw that Zhao Chuanxin left without looking back, opened her mouth, but didn't say anything.

This time, Yoneshan pulled the carriage, and because there was no Marcus Nkrumah to drag him back, it only took three and a half hours to reach New York.

Zhao Chuanxin went to the cotton nightclub first, and the sixth smith looked at Benjamin Goldberg and muttered: "There are strange things every year, and there are many of them this year, and the cotton nightclub has ushered in another underage." ”

Benjamin Goldberg was curious about the inside of the nightclub and craned his neck to watch.

Zhao Chuanxin patted him on the head: "You are not yet the age of lust." Less nonsense, how many smiths are you? ”

"Six."

"Six Smiths, where is Abraham Cohen's office?"

"Boss, it's at 169 Grand Street, not far from the Grand Public Library."

Zhao Chuanxin roughly recalled: "It's okay, it's not particularly shabby." ”

Hurry with the apprentice.

169 Grand Street, inside the store.

Abraham Cohen is chatting with Big Smith and Li Xiling.

Isaiah next to him had only listened.

Abraham Cohen said, "You have to think of a loud and imposing name." ”

Big Smith said, "It's better to call it Smith Dining Truck Company." ”

Li Xiling sneered: "Do you think it's possible?" ”

Li Xiling learned of Zhao Chuanxin's identity from Situ Meitang, and was specifically responsible for cooperating with Zhao Chuanxin's food truck gang.

Abraham Cohen said, "Forget it, don't think about it yet. When everything is in order, it's time for us to divide the territory. ”

Big Smith hurriedly said, "Anyway, Brooklyn will definitely belong to me." ”

"You can't eat, do you know how many streets there are in Brooklyn?" Abraham Cohen was confident: "There are 1,939 streets!" ”

Even Li Xiling was stunned.

It is said that Jews are good at managing money and doing business, and it turns out to be true.

This grandson actually knows how many streets there are in Brooklyn.

Big Smith stammered: "This, I will do my best to expand the scale, and I can eat it if I think about it." ”

"No, you can't!" Abraham Cohen has the winning shot: "The boss already has a plan, let's call it a franchise. You can be a regional manager, but you can't run all the food trucks because you can't do it. ”

Li Xiling listened in the clouds.

For a man like him, where do you know what to say about franchises and regional managers.

Big Smith didn't seem to understand: "Isn't that no different from dividing the neighborhood area?" ”

Shaking his head, Abraham Cohen said: "Regional manager, this is not like a gang, what we have to do is a serious business, and we can only become bigger and stronger by attracting ordinary people to join." Think about it, in the future, every neighborhood will have our food truck, what a great plan? ”

The two of them were boiled by what he said.

Big Smith excitedly said, "Then I'm going to be the regional manager for Brooklyn." ”

"I work as the regional manager for Manhattan's Chinatown and Triangle. ”

Suddenly, Isaiah next to him interjected: "Mr. Cohen, can I be a regional manager?" ”

Abraham Cohen was stunned.

The people who talk are all bigwigs, and you still want to be a regional manager as an errand runner?

He pouted disdainfully: "You should be an errand runner, this profession is suitable for you." ”

Big Smith and Li Xiling both laughed slightly sarcastically.

There was a flash of anger on Isaiah's face.

At this moment, Zhao Chuanxin pushed the door in: "What are you laughing at?" ”

Abraham Cohen's face showed joy: "Boss, you're finally back. You come to name our company, it is best to list it tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow I will invite colleagues from all walks of life to hold a cocktail party......"

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