The mage in the late Qing Dynasty
Chapter 440 150 million, are you sure it’s US dollars?
Seeing that she was a little flustered but not confused, Zhao Chuanxin sneered and said, "You go ahead and scream, it's useless to break your throat."
Rebecca Levi did not scream.
At this time, Zhao Chuanxian only had one pair of boxer briefs.
The flesh and blood armor is extremely tough, with Kanaka totems all over his back.
The skin on Zhao Chuanxin's face is very smooth, finer and tighter than most women, but his body is very rough, with fine dents and scars all over it if you look closely.
That's because Mahina's tattoo tool is a wooden stick fixed with bone needles polished by shark teeth. She used the bone needles and the wooden stick to cut out the scars.
Zhao Chuanxin sneered and said: "You can scream, it's useless to break your throat. No matter how you scream, you can't stop me from getting dressed. Don't try to possess my body."
As he spoke, he picked up the black turtleneck sweater and dark red plaid tweed suit on the bed and put them on.
Finally, there is the newly modified resolute armor. Zhao Chuanxin changed the original work clothes into a fishtail windbreaker, a war-style M51 fishtail windbreaker style. He did not wear it because of the hidden income space.
But on the side of the suit, there is a gun holster, a Mosin Nagant runner and a Horse brand poker.
Rebecca Levy saw another style of Zhao Chuanxin today.
He really knows how to dress, and he looks good in it.
Every movement of his hands and feet seemed to be tossing and turning around at any time, as if a beast that could hurt people was coming up. Wild, but cautious. Just like lions and tigers, they have strength but are unwilling to get hurt.
Dressed neatly, Zhao Chuanxin did not look in the mirror. Instead, he went to the window, lit a cigarette, and stared at the night outside the window in a daze.
Rebecca Levy was intent on breaking the silence: "What are you thinking about?"
"homesick."
"where is your house?"
"..."
This stopped Zhao Chuanxin from questioning.
A place with ancestors is not called home.
A place with its own property is not called home.
Zhao Chuanxin has thought about this question, but has never had a definite answer.
Home is the anchor point of a person's life. It is pulled by a thread, and no matter how far the thread is placed, it will not get loose.
He put out the cigarette butt, flicked it away, and said calmly: "Let's go."
Rebecca Levy is disappointed.
She didn't get the answer she wanted.
This wasn't that important to her originally, but it became important when Zhao Chuanxin didn't answer.
Zhao Chuanxin moved the tables and chairs and walked out first.
When he arrived at the door of the banquet hall, Zhao Chuanxin saw the reporter from the Wall Street Journal waiting with a camera. He was the one who had knocked the camera away before.
The reporter's eyes lit up when he saw Zhao Chuanxin dressed in a novel style: "Sir, may I ask..."
"roll!"
"Can I..."
"roll!"
"..."
The reporter watched Zhao Chuanxin push the door open, enter, and close the door without even the thought of getting angry.
It seemed like he was meant to behave like this.
This feeling is very strange.
The more this happens, the more anxious reporters are to find out Zhao Chuanxin’s identity.
He had an intuition that this Asian was very different from other submissive Asians and must have a strong background.
He did not leave, but still waited in the banquet hall. Every time the door opened, he would seize the opportunity to take one or two pictures inside.
After entering the door, Zhao Chuanxin said to Rebecca Levi: "Find a place to sit for a while, eat and drink as you should, and don't pay attention to these sanctimonious hypocrites. It's a waste if you don't eat anyway. Today is by I pay the bill.”
Rebecca Levi couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.
"Why are you laughing?" Zhao Chuanxin glared at her, then looked at the whole place, searching for interesting figures... no, interesting souls.
But I couldn't find anyone who particularly stood out. The most beautiful person in the audience was Rebecca Levi.
Zhao Chuanxin was bored, so he found a corner, put the cups and plates aside, and started eating and drinking.
Jesse Livermore came over from nowhere: "Boss."
"Well."
Jesse Livermore saw Zhao Chuanxin's wrist: "Cartier pilot's watch?"
Zhao Chuanxin took a sip of tea and said, "Yes."
Jesse Livermore envyed: "I wanted to buy it before, but it was out of stock. This showed up, and the waiter's mouth trembled when he saw it."
Zhao Chuanxuan bought the watch for zero dollars at the J.C. Penney store in Cooldex.
Zhao Chuanxin said nothing.
Jesse Livermore said again: "Boss, don't you consider buying a car? That is a new thing. I plan to buy a Mercedes-Benz."
Zhao Chuanxin was delighted: "With today's cars, if you want to overtake a horse, you have to stand up and step on the accelerator, and even if you kick your foot in the gas tank, you can't outrun the horse."
"..." Jesse Livermore said: "Then I will buy a streetcar."
"If conditions permit, the tracks will also be laid."
"..."
It's typical to have two money and don't know what to do.
Jesse Livermore suddenly said: "Boss, do you have a feeling that there is an invisible force driving the development of this world, and no matter how rich the rich are, no matter how powerful the army is, they cannot stop it."
"Don't say it's Freemasonry...you know it was me who made the nonsense in the newspaper, right?"
"Um..." Jesse Livermore held a cigarette and scratched his head with his little finger: "It's not the Freemasons. They don't have the ability or the vision. The smarter the mind, the more stubborn the character. If a group of elites gather together, how can they easily achieve a certain goal? I'm talking about invisible power."
Zhao Chuanxin continued to eat and drink without taking it seriously: "Then what are you talking about?"
"I don't know, it may be the rules set by God, or it may be the common will and strength of all mankind, or something else." Jesse Livermore said seriously: "Just like this time, boss, you Have you ever thought that if we keep shorting the market, will Wall Street really be in doom? Wall Street will be completely destroyed, or even cease to exist, and global finance will be affected, and then a war will begin..."
Wall Street is not dead, but the war will indeed begin.
Zhao Chuanxin was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "Have you never thought that the economy should have its own rules?"
"But who sets this law? Is it the collective consciousness of millions of people that determines its direction? Can individuals change it? Can individuals reverse the pattern of the world?"
Zhao Chuanxin finished chewing the last piece of lamb chop, threw away the bones, wiped his mouth and said, "I would like to try it."
"Then boss, how do you know you have changed the world?"
"Have you seen my pair of sharingan eyes? You can know the past, present, and future. I really know whether I can change it."
After chatting for a while, Jesse Livermore left.
Rebecca Levi refused to talk to several people in a row and sat alone in the corner.
She saw Abraham Cohen finish chatting with others and walk towards Zhao Chuanxin, so she got up and followed him.
Abraham Cohen's face glowed: "Boss, I have decided that I will join the financial world in the future."
"Oh!" Zhao Chuanxin took care of the matter with a cigar in his mouth.
"Boss, please say something."
"Then I'll let you express my condolences in advance."
"..."
Rebecca Levy wanted to laugh.
Zhao Chuanxin is always different from others.
A little discouraged, Abraham Cohen waved to the waiter.
Zhao Chuanxin said to the waiter: "Make him a cup of rat head malignant abscess. I want it to taste like duck neck. It's authentic."
The waiter was confused: "Sir, this..."
Abraham Cohen smiled bitterly: "Bring me a glass of whiskey."
He probably didn't take what Thomas W. Lawson said to heart.
Zhao Chuanxin downplayed it, but he was in awe.
The three of them chatted one after another. Zhao Chuanxin raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "You guys are playing, I'm going to make a phone call and I'm going back by the way."
Abraham Cohen didn't want to leave. He didn't want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to join the upper class.
After Zhao Chuanxin went out, Rebecca Levi also ran out.
Seeing that the reporter was still there, Zhao Chuanxin looked at him with a smile, but did not dare to take pictures.
This person is irritable. If someone takes a camera, someone will compensate him. If he beats someone, it will be hard to say.
After walking a few steps, Zhao Chuanxin turned around: "Why are you following me? Following me?"
"No, no, I also want to go home and go with you." Rebecca Levi lowered his head and stammered.
“Abraham won’t take you home?”
"He went to chat with those people. I don't want to ruin his good deeds. I can go back by myself."
Zhao Chuanxin frowned.
Whether now or in future generations.
New York night = dangerous.
Even men are like this, let alone women who are as beautiful as flowers and jade.
"Women are really troublesome." Zhao Chuanxin complained: "Go make a call with me, and I will take you back later."
Rebecca Levi felt inexplicably happy, but pursed her lips and said, "I don't want to delay your business."
Zhao Chuanxin ignored her and left directly.
Rebecca Levi thought for a moment, then followed after holding up the hem of her skirt.
The Waldorf Hotel has a special mailroom with telephones, but you have to queue.
Zhao Chuanxin waited for a while, waited for him, and headed towards Kurdex's workshop.
All his properties must install telephones and telegraphs wherever they can be installed.
"Freddie, put Benjamin on the line."
"Master, please wait a moment, I'll call him."
Waiting, waiting, waiting, the people in the queue at the back looked at Rebecca Levi and thought it was pleasing to the eye, but finally they became impatient and asked: "Hey, are you finished?"
Zhao Chuanxin held the phone between his ears and his shoulder, turned his head and held the cigarette in his mouth: "Why are you rushing to reincarnate?"
"If you don't fucking hang up the phone, I'm going to grab you!" The person behind him was unwilling to be outdone.
Zhao Chuanxin said disdainfully: "The tower is here, you can try it."
"you……"
Finally at this moment, Benjamin Goldberg’s voice sounded: “Master, what’s the matter?”
"Two things. The first thing is that your father will shed a layer of skin even if he is dead. You will probably see the newspaper tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."
Benjamin Goldberg was not surprised and was quite happy: "Calling him arrogant finally led to a loss."
"..." Zhao Chuanxin added: "The second thing is that your money has arrived. You have earned more than seven thousand US dollars, which can probably fill your father's hole."
"That's great, Master. I'll give you a thousand dollars later, so that he can stop living his life. I'll have to deal with him endlessly for this day." Benjamin Goldberg said in a tone that sounded helpless even for him. Question: "Master, how much did you earn?"
"Me? I didn't dare to go too far. I only made a small 200 million yuan very conservatively. I haven't finished the statistics yet, it must be at least more than 150 million."
Next to her, Rebecca Levi's head buzzed.
What?
One hundred and fifty million?
Are you sure it's US dollars?
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