Edith Roosevelt was faintly disappointed.

Eugene Hale cannot be considered her and Da Luo's enemies, but it is not uncommon for political disagreements to lead to the death of the other party.

From this incident, Edith Roosevelt can also see that Zhao Chuanxin is not as reckless as the public imagines.

She said, "You wait, you can get a call from him in a moment." ”

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the phone to ring.

It's not a normal phone call.

Two people who have never met before, but who have known each other for a long time, can only faintly hear each other's breathing.

For half a minute no one spoke.

Even Thomas M. W. Lawson was in a hurry, scratching his ears and cheeks.

"Zhao Chuanxin?" Da Luo was the first to speak.

In the United States, regardless of whether it is Chinese or other ethnic groups, whenever a name is called, the first name comes first, and the surname comes last.

Only Zhao Chuanxin, everyone called him by name, all in the correct order.

Because these three words no longer represent more than just a name, it is a symbol, some people yearn for the wealth that this symbol represents, and some people are full of fear of it.

This feeling is like confronting a lion hiding in the grass on the prairie, and the feeling of suffocation follows you like a shadow, neither daring to move forward, nor daring to show your back.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "I thought we were playing a game of who opens first and who loses, and I can spend a whole day with you." ”

Thomas S. W. Lawson couldn't help but laugh.

On the other side is the big boss of the country at the moment.

Da Luo didn't get angry, he laughed: "But I can't, I'm doing all the right thing, I don't have so much time." I wake up 15 minutes early every day so that I have 91.25 extra hours a year and use that time to do something meaningful. Think about it, what about you? What do you like to do? ”

He was insinuating that Zhao Chuanxin was not doing his job, and he actually did some things of burning, killing and looting, and the two were not on the same level.

After all, he is a big boss in the United States, and he has a set of words. Swearing without swearing.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows: "Me? I like to sleep, so I squeeze in time to get an extra fifteen minutes of sleep every day. Comfortable, energetic, not easy to get old, have money to spend, and others are afraid of me. ”

As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's someone else who is embarrassed.

What is lazy not to say? What are you working for? Is it really to enjoy life? Isn't pulping a recliner just enjoying life? This is era-wise.

It's useless to say anything else, see who gets old and it's almost over.

Thomas S. W. Lawson laughed out loud.

"......" Da Luo is also a man with a very charismatic personality, although the hardware conditions are not as good as Zhao Chuanxin, he is not angry, but plays with taste: "What are you looking for me?" I hope I won't delay your sleep because of me. ”

Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "The main thing is to let you pay back, 7.5 million." ”

"There's nothing you can do about this, you'll have to go to Eugene Hale."

And out of this councillor.

"So be it." Zhao Chuanxin carried the landline so that he could lean on the back of the chair: "I'll give you two days to think about it, after this period, your loss will be greater than the 7.5 million." ”

Within two days, it should be enough for the Great White Fleet to arrive in New York.

With that, he hung up the phone.

There are still a few days to go, and Zhao Chuanxin feels that it is time to do something serious, such as: go back to the manor and lie down for two days?

The thought of lying down made him want to go back to his country.

He got up and picked up his clothes: "Bring the trash can, oh, and this piece of paper on the table, throw it away." ”

Thomas S. W. Lawson didn't think there was a problem and complied.

Be a qualified little brother.

It's just that when he saw the painting on the table, he was stunned, he didn't nest it up, nor folded it in half, but carefully rolled it up and took it away.

……

Everyone felt that Fritz Heinze had changed.

Because he has been a little frightened recently, he doesn't want to do something to turn over, and he can't extricate himself from a pile of new and old newspapers every day.

The new newspaper is about the recent Wall Street storm.

The old newspaper is about Zhao Chuanxin's past deeds.

If Li Ziyu of Hong Kong Island has the keen sense of smell and talent of a detective, then Fritz Heinze at this time is completely at the tip of the horns.

In many things, he couldn't help but lean on Zhao Chuanxin.

For example, he found that when Zhao Chuanxin came to the United States to kill all sides because of discrimination, many banks were stolen along the way from west to east.

He stubbornly believes that if the time and route can coincide, it must be Zhao Chuanxin's doing.

Then, Jesse Livermore made a fortune shorting the market during the San Francisco earthquake.

Now, he knows that Jesse Livermore is working for Zhao.

Then the start-up capital of Zhao Chuanxin may have been obtained from the withdrawal of money from the bank.

Don't look at him like a mysticist, he likes to be rigid, but don't say it, this time he guessed correctly.

Although technology has brought the world closer, it is not that close.

Therefore, some clues that are obvious to later generations are stunned and no one notices.

Many newspapers are local reports, and as long as you don't check them deliberately, you may not be able to find clues.

There are no computers, so it's impossible to just search for a bunch of information.

When you make a phone call, once the distance is too far, there is a concern that the signal will be distorted.

The price of telegrams is very expensive, and ordinary people can't afford it, so they can only pick up important things to say.

That is, Fritz Heinze, who is not short of money and has connections, can collect so much information.

He looked at the newspapers of the past two days and found that Moore Slee, the largest brokerage firm in the United States, had pledged a large number of shares of Tennessee coal, steel and railroad companies through his shares.

But the plummeting share prices of Tennessee Coal, Steel and Railroad companies put Mohr Slee's company at risk of forced liquidation.

Morgan went out again.

Due to the bank bosses, the tickets in their pockets have almost been squeezed out.

Morgan turned his attention to the steel tycoon, Andrew Carnegie.

It's also a business giant.

After difficult negotiations, Andrew Carnegie finally reached an agreement with the seller and decided to buy.

At this time, the acquisition naturally took advantage.

But they face a problem.

Da Luo, the general boss of the United States, is most opposed to market monopoly.

You, Andrew Carnegie, are already a steel tycoon, and now you're going to buy the Tennessee Company, is this trying to monopolize the end or what?

After many maneuvers, he went to Washington to meet Da Luo, and after tears broke down, Da Luo reluctantly agreed.

If you don't agree, the bitter consequences of the economic contraction may not end.

Fritz Heinze, who was reading the newspaper, suddenly realized: It turns out that the anti-monopoly defender mentioned by Zhao Chuanxin is Da Luo!

So far, Zhao Chuanxin's prophecy, except for the last sentence, has all come true.

Not a single key point was left behind.

Fritz Heinze's hands trembled.

It's horrible.

How wise you are to be a demon!

It's, you might say, but when it happened, Fritz Heinze discovered that they were all interlinked.

Theoretically, it can indeed be speculated.

But it's even more terrifying.

Now, only Zhao Chuanxin's last sentence has not yet been fulfilled: The United States may have a misfortune of war.

Are you going to raise a sword?

At this time, the housekeeper hurriedly reported: "Master, there is a Chinese outside, named Kang Youwei, who said that he has something to do with you." ”

If you sign up directly, Fritz Heinze may not be impressed.

But the word "Chinese" made him excited: "Isn't that man very young, very handsome, 6 feet 1 to 2 inches tall?" Is he different from the average Chinese, he looks strong and looks powerful? ”

The first thing he thought of was that Zhao Chuanxin came to the door, because Zhao Chuanxin always used a pseudonym.

The housekeeper shook his head: "No, it's a short and fat old man, a handful of old men, with a strange hairstyle of the Qing Kingdom, with braids." Not handsome at all, and a little lewd. ”

Fritz Heinze breathed a sigh of relief: "Let him in." ”

……

Zhao Chuanxin returned to North Talitown.

Yoneyama didn't like New York City, where there was no vigorous vegetation and smoke was always billowing over the city.

And those cars, which are not running fast, and their butts are choking.

Back in North Tarrytown, it's the happiest.

One man and one horse, walking around the town comfortably.

Soon, he arrived at the Goldberg Mansion.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Chuanxin drove his horse to the door: "Rachel, are you at home?" ”

Half a minute later, the door opened, and Rachel Cearn appeared with a haggard face.

She smiled reluctantly, "You're back." ”

Zhao Chuanxin was taken aback.

Rachel Cearn has never been the kind of woman who is very stunning, but she has a graceful posture and a kind of American little jasper feeling.

is also very scheming, always knows how to use men to achieve certain goals, but will not be taken advantage of.

It was the first time he had seen her so haggard.

Zhao Chuanxin turned over and dismounted: "What's wrong?" ”

Rachel Kvis smiled awkwardly, "It's nothing, it's a little thing." ”

"Hey." Zhao Chuanxin was sympathetic: "This financial crisis is good, but it's a bit of a problem for my apprentice." ”

Rachel Kweiss: "......"

Zhao Chuanxin looked left and right: "Where is Samuel?" ”

"He, he ......" Rachel Cearn didn't know what to say. He went to the tavern. ”

"From the town?"

"Hmm."

"Let's go, I'll take you to him."

"Huh?" Rachel Kvis was a little flustered: "No, no, let him drink......"

"Have a few handfuls, let's go, I'll help you convince him and cheer him up."

Rachel Cvis thought: Sure enough, he's still like that, always so domineering.

She pursed her lips: "No, can you walk with me?" ”

"Oh, I don't have good legs and feet, so you get on the horse, I'll take you for a ride and then go to him."

"Then I'll go change my clothes."

She wore a long, velvet dressing gown with a jewel-patterned mesh trim, and the loungewear of the time was all about luxury and sophistication, especially in middle-class homes.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed her: "What to change, it's good like this, get on the horse." ”

Rachel Cearn has never been out like this.

She was still hesitating, but she was pulled closer by Zhao Chuanxin, and with a little force on her buttocks, she got on the horse in a daze.

Zhao Chuanxin sat down in the back and said, "Mishan, run along the Hudson River." ”

Yoneyama hissed and raised his hooves and ran.

Rachel Cavis exclaimed, the hem of her robe lifted, "Ah, don't be so fast, I'm gone." ”

Indeed, the wind blew the hem of her robe, somewhat obstructing the view.

Zhao Chuanxin reached out and pressed the robe against her lower abdomen.

I don't know if it was because of the speed or for some other reason, Rachel Kvis exclaimed again.

But it's really enjoyable.

Rachel Cearn has ridden horses, but never had a horse as tall as Yoneshan, but still able to run like the wind and be as swift as thunder.

Not only is it fast, but it is also very powerful, and it is as stable as Mount Tai behind it.

In a moment, Rachel Cearn got used to it, her hair fluttering, and she felt very enjoyable.

The depression of many days was dispelled by the beautiful scenery that flew by.

Zhao Chuanxin's voice sounded in her ears: "If you want to call, just shout, don't hold it down." ”

"Ah......h

(End of chapter)