Upper East Side, Manhattan, inside the Dragon Guild Hall.

"Boss, that's all the revenue we've been getting from the drinks we've been selling in the bar this month, and I think we have to take advantage of this upward momentum to open a few more similar bars as soon as possible, because the current Tai Chi bar can't meet the needs of the customers."

With graying sideburns and a very capable Davy Pine, he has a feedback sheet on the bar's income and expenditure since it opened a month ago.

Although the overall accounting of the Dragon Chamber of Commerce is managed by Liu Banxian, David Pine's main business is the bar.

On weekdays, he not only intervenes to deal with judicial disputes related to the bar, but also monitors the operation of the bar at all times, and gives timely feedback to his owner, Bruce Zhou.

Zhou Yu sat on a single sofa, with a casual one-handed pestle on his forehead, and said softly:

"Very good, I will send someone to the City of Angels again, this time we will increase the scale of deepening cooperation, and the relevant transportation routes have also been opened, and we will take advantage of this shareholder wind to do the business of the Chamber of Commerce."

Zhou Yu's index finger tapped twice on the arm of the sofa, signaling that David Pine could move on to the next topic.

David Pine flipped through the thick materials in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Boss, the record industry you brought me to pay attention to before seems to be very promising, and those jazz singers were mainly concentrated among African immigrants in the Bronx and Queens.

But lately, this trend, paired with the Charleston dance, has quickly become popular among all walks of life in New York, whether it's a party for young people, a ball for people of status, or a few steps for the homeless under the bridge.

"It's just that the corresponding record technology still needs to be perfected, maybe we can directly buy a ready-made record production company, sign a few singers to record and distribute the corresponding music."

When Zhou Yu heard the other party say this, he couldn't help but sit up straighter, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "The black female singer in the bar...... I was going to be the first to sign her for Lolita, and her voice was thick and lazy, and I decided to hire her after listening to her sing a few words on the street.

"It's been a very successful time in the bar, she's already got the treatment of a star in the bar, and you'll leave it to you to buy the record company, and make a list of how much it will cost me."

"Yes, boss, I'll go."

David Pine was still as practical as ever, and he moved as he pleased, unlike Leswood, who was holding a wine bottle at this time, lying on the floor at the corner of the stairs on the first floor of the Dragon Guild Hall, sleeping dimly.

After sending David Pine away, Zhou Yu called Shen Weicai again and arranged: "Weicai, you go to the bar, tell the Yuan brothers to prepare, and drive north tomorrow, this time bring a few more people, the drinks we bought last time will be about to be sold out." ”

"Okay, Mr. Zhou, I'll go and inform them."

Recently, when Zhou Yu intentionally or unintentionally made a decision, he would call Shen Weicai to let him handle it, so that the latter could become familiar with how to run a large enterprise with many personnel as soon as possible, and this young man who had been a big official in the Qing Dynasty had a strong learning ability and digested it quickly.

Seeing that Shen Weicai called the driver Zack, and immediately drove towards the bar, Zhou Yu stood at the door of the hall and looked north, and saw that when they first came, it was still a wasteland, and now more than a dozen townhouses have been built, as well as a neatly arranged tent area.

It was originally inhabited by homeless people on Manhattan's Upper East Side, but the first homeless to become his employees have moved into townhouses, which Zhou Yu calls the staff dormitory.

As for the new immigrants who were recruited one after another, as well as the workers who came to him from France and England, they lived in the previous tents, forming a virtuous circle of progress.

Zhou Yu basically foresees that in the near future, it may be three years, it may be two years, or it may be less than a year, and the Upper East Side of Manhattan will develop as quickly as wings.

Now they only need to divide the land as much as possible and build houses, which is a very familiar operation for Zhou Yu, who knows that the demolition of urban villages can bring huge benefits.

"Hello Mr. Zhou~"

"Good afternoon, boss~"

"Hello boss~"

Zhou Yu stood at the door of the hall for a while, and the workers or family members who passed back and forth passed in front of him, intentionally or unintentionally, to say hello to him.

Zhou Yu treats his subordinates very kindly on weekdays, as long as someone greets him, he will greet him with a smile and greet him one by one, but there are too many times like this, which makes him have some troubles that only stars used to have for no reason.

Helpless, Zhou Yu could only hurry back to the hall, if he kept standing outside, it would probably affect everyone's work.

It has been half a month since the success of the garden tour held in Chinatown on the 15th day of the first lunar month, and now that the snow is melting and the temperature is getting warmer, the homeless people who were worried about not being able to spend the winter have gathered on the Upper East Side of Manhattan and successfully found a suitable job here.

According to incomplete statistics, in addition to the brothers of C13, the Longxing Chamber of Commerce has more than 300 employees locally, not counting their families.

Of course, Zhou Yu is a businessman, not a philanthropist, and the families of workers staying in tent areas and townhouses will also receive some orders from time to time.

These orders may be weaving Chinese knots, cutting window flowers, or processing some trinkets, in short, even the women, the elderly and children who stay at home can find a suitable job for themselves as long as they want.

Just as Zhou Yu was about to wake up Leswood, who had drunk to the point of being unconscious, the door of the guild hall was pushed open, and Wu Xiaolong, who was wearing a heavy tweed coat and a top hat with a sunken top hat, and a cripple in an ordinary worker's uniform walked in.

"Mr. Zhou, there's news."

Zhou Yu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly pointed to the sofa and said: "It's hard work, come, sit here and talk to me well, big mouth, make a cup of hot tea for Wu Dart Head and Cripple~"

Niu Zhixin, the big-mouthed Niu Zhixin, who has contracted the entire kitchen since he moved into the hall, responded, and after a while, he put two cups of fragrant black tea and a cup of coffee in front of the three of them.

Since Wu Xiaolong came to New York, he has rarely been seen staying in the guild hall, and he has been running around almost every day.

After half a month of familiarity, he began to deliberately hand over the part of going out to collect intelligence to the cripple, which was also what Zhou Yu meant.

Zhou Yu needs to further refine everyone's work, Wu Xiaolong is now responsible for too many things, and many others stay in the hall and have nothing to do.

"Mr. Zhou, I have found out, the one you mentioned, Franklin D. Roosevelt, lives in the west of Central Manhattan, this person is very large, and there are many security personnel responsible for protection around, so we can't get too close, so we can only stare at it from a distance. According to the maid who cleaned him, the gentleman will attend a charity auction tomorrow in Central Park. ”

Zhou Yu nodded again and again when he heard this, stretched out his hand and rubbed his chin and said, "Is Central Park tomorrow?" Looks like we need a chance encounter, can you help me check? Who is responsible for the charity auction? ”

This time, the cripple hurriedly replied: "I found out that Mr. Zhou is a big businessman from Union City, West New York, named Fabuqi, who built the largest orphanage in New York before, and used this as a gimmick to mobilize a large number of high-class people in New York to participate in this charity auction, and also claimed that all the money from the auction will be used to improve the daily expenses and maintenance of the orphanage, and improve the quality of life of children." ”

"Fabucci, West New York? The first time I've heard of this person, it seems necessary for me to contact Judge Warren Foster to see if he's on the list of invitees......."

Zhou Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he began to think in his heart about how to make the relationship between the two go further after tomorrow's "chance encounter".