After enjoying Donna's parting gift, Paul placed the chalice in his backpack and dragged Donna to pack his luggage.

Leaving the officer's quarters, I went straight to the coach station.

Target: Big Apple!!

After getting on the bus, Paul wore sunglasses and sat in the corner of the back row to avoid being recognized.

Then, began to think seriously about where to live in New York, and...

Do what???

Paul's first thought was the arms business.

After all, this is Free America.

But he quickly repudiated the path.

After all, arms require huge investment and a strong network of connections, and the payback cycle is too long, and it takes at least 20 years for any fighter to be developed and delivered to the army.

What's more, Howard. Stark is playing this road.

So Paul didn't want to play.

Then Paul thought about the industry he had been in in his previous life.

Estate.

And start thinking about it.

It's 1946, shortly after the end of World War II.

Asia and Europe were beaten to pieces, but the United States itself was unscathed, and it also made a fortune in war, with GDP exceeding 50% of the world's total and more than 70% of the world's gold.

In 1944, the Bretton Woods system was established, which established the hegemony of the American sword.

Looking at the whole world, except for the hometown of Mao Xiong and Paul, there is no country that is not afraid of the United States, and there is no country that does not owe money to the United States.

From now until the outbreak of the subprime mortgage crisis in the millennium, there has been a big bull market for 60 years!!

Such an analysis seems to have been done.

So, with Paul's current strength, can he do real estate?

Paul was a second lieutenant who served for 9 years, and his monthly salary during his service was $157, and after he was discharged from the army, he received a one-time discharge allowance of $460 and about $700 in savings.

After that, he had $94 a month, which he paid until Paul found a job.

In 1946, a French lobster set menu cost $2.5, while a Cadillac coupe with a V8 engine cost $1,300.

And the land in New York...

Not long ago, the Rockefeller family, a giant in the United States, announced that it would sell a piece of land on the east bank of Manhattan, New York, to the United Nations for $1 as the address of its headquarters building.

The market price of that piece of land is 8.7 million US dollars.

To be honest, it's really cheap.

But Paul really couldn't afford it.

With his current savings, he can't do this level of business.

Taking shortcuts? How many boatloads of gold or knives from the dungeon come back?

No, it doesn't.

Because, Paul is a hero.

As soon as he deposits the money he gets back in the bank or uses it to buy land, the tax office will immediately come to his door and ask him where the money came from.

Ordinary drug dealers and gangsters can still steal Mimi to find money launderers to turn black money into clean money, but Paul can't.

He is so famous, countless pairs of eyes are staring at him, under the magnifying glass, he will spit on the side of the road will be in the newspaper, not to mention conjuring up so much money out of thin air.

In this regard, the title of hero is instead a burden.

Moreover, the copy is used to become stronger, and the main world is used to wave, this is the established policy that Paul has long set, and the copy is only used once a year, so it can't be wasted.

Hey, shortcuts don't work, so let's use stupid methods.

Start as a small real estate agent and climb up step by step.

Oh, in the United States, it should be called a real estate agent.

To be honest, Paul was excited to do this.

Because, this is equivalent to continuing to do the work of his previous life, which can be regarded as a beginning and an end.

Although the goal was ambitious, Paul was not in a hurry.

Paul didn't need to be in a hurry.

Paul had hundreds of years at hand, and it would only be more, not less.

There's no need to do it all at once and enjoy the scenery along the way, isn't it?

Okay, that's it!!

It will take me ten years to start as a small real estate agent until I become a real estate tycoon!!

Coincidentally, as soon as this decision was made, a chat between a man and a woman in the front row caught Paul's attention.

"Miles, I don't like to waste time, and I'm idle on the road, so let's just talk about work."

The one who spoke was a blonde lady wearing a pink ladies' suit, well-behaved, between 30 and 40 years old, but unlike most Western women's age-prone physique, her skin was still quite firm and smooth, although she had passed the youth line.

And next to her sat a brown-haired man in his early 20s, naturally Miles.

"Yes, Lady Vichy." Miles sat up straight.

"I don't like honorific titles, call me Mary."

"Okay, Maria, I'll give you an overview of my achievements..."

"No, I know your track record very well, selling an average of four houses per week, ranking first in the West Side of Washington for thirteen consecutive months." Maria smiled at Michael, "That's why I'm going to poach you." ”

"Ha, worthy of the real estate legend Maria. Vichy. ”

"But... Let me start by saying that if you just keep up the performance you have now, I will definitely be disappointed. ”

Miles was slightly stunned: "... This. ”

"Don't do this, that, I resigned this time and went to New York to work alone, just to make those old men regret not giving me shares."

"I want to start a small but fine real estate company, and every soldier in the company must not only be the elite of the elite, but also give me 200 percent energy and passion."

"There is no integrity and no bottom line, and I am willing to give everything for the sake of performance."

"Let's just put it this way, if you kill someone to sell your house, as long as you don't get found out by the police and it's not me who killed you, there's no problem at all."

"Only those who have this kind of ruthlessness are worthy of working under me."

"So, before the car starts, do you want to think about it again?"

Miles is obviously a smart man, and not only does not flinch, but immediately shows a confident smile: "What to consider? After killing someone, was the body buried in the ground or thrown into the river? ”

Maria stared at Miles for a while before revealing a more satisfied smile: "Well, I'm relieved." ”

At this moment, a pleasant voice came from behind:

"Maria, since you're looking for a killer to sell the house, or... Think about me too? ”

Mary and Miles turned their heads at the same time to see Paul grinning in the back seat.

Fate, Paul still believes.

Moreover, Mary's personality is very much to his liking.

When Miles saw Paul, he immediately frowned: "Are you asleep or not awake, are you looking for a job on the bus like this?" ”

Mary laughed, "No problem." ”

"Huh?" Miles was shocked, "But, Maria, you said that the company is only hiring one person at the moment. ”

"That's right." Maria smiled and said, "If he convinces me, you will have to give up your position, why, are you afraid?" ”

“... How can it be. Miles looked at Paul disdainfully, "Okay, it's boring in the car anyway, just look at the jokes." ”

Maria looked at her watch and said, "There are still 20 minutes to drive, which means you have 20 minutes to convince me that you are better than the thirteen consecutive sales champions of the West Side of Washington." ”

"Okay." Paul took off his sunglasses and showed his full face, "My name is Paul. Tibbetts, there are posters of me all over the country, I'm done. ”

When Mary saw Paul's face, she immediately turned to Miles.

"You're fired."

Twenty minutes later, the car roared and headed in the direction of New York.

Before you know it, three years have passed.

~~~~~~~~~

Recommended ticket, commuter pass, thank you!!