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Amani's eyes were instantly red, and the tears couldn't stop streaming down, "Mr. Walker, I understand...Thank you."

"You're welcome, you should buy some clothes and things for Leah tomorrow, and in ten days, the community college will start."

"Ok, thank you."

Russell waved, turned and walked upstairs.

in the bedroom.

Ruth was lying sideways on the bed, and when she saw Russell coming in, she raised her mouth and jumped from the bed to the ground, rushing towards him.

"Scared me to death!"

Russell held her buttocks and said with a smile, "Continue to sleep."

"OK."

The two were lying on their sides on the bed, and Ruth hugged him fiercely with her arms around her, as if afraid that he would leave her.

After going through so many things, Ruth was clear about Russell's abilities and means, but she didn't persuade him to put down the Buddhist knife like a saint...

Since Fisher's death, she seems to have figured it out in an instant.

After thinking of the childish spirit of longing for freedom and self-reliance in the past, she shook her head and laughed at herself.

So she understands what is the law of survival in this world!

Not afraid of power?No, to cling to power.

Are you upright?No, to make money and love money!

In the United States in 1912, everyone is doing whatever it takes to achieve their goals. They only value the result, not the process.

Now Ruth doesn't want to hold Russell back, so she is also making changes, hoping to become Russell's right-hand man.

The next day.

Russell got up and came to the restaurant, and found that the blood on the stairs and the floor had been cleaned up.

Amani smiled and said to him: "Mr. Walker, I would like to ask for leave in the afternoon and take Lia to buy clothes and school supplies."

"You go now."

"But your lunch with your wife..."

Russell said, "I went out to eat with Ruth at noon, you don't have to worry about it."

"Ok."

After Amani took Lia away, Ruth walked downstairs with sleepy eyes open.

She scratched her head and looked at Russell, asking, "Mr. Walker, is there something on my face?"

"Your breeches fell off."

"what?!"

Suddenly, Ruth opened her eyes wide in horror and looked down, then quickly bent down and lifted it up...

"Mr. Walker, I didn't mean it! This...you're playing tricks!"

Russell smiled: "Be careful in the future. But looking at you, you seem to be very happy? Do you still have this hobby?"

"Ah? No, I'm not unhappy... No! I'm not happy."

Ruth was a little panicked, and when she realized she had said the wrong thing, she quickly covered her mouth, hid her flushed face, turned around and ran upstairs.

Fortunately, only Mr. Walker was in the room. If Amani or Leah saw him, he might think what he would think. He might imagine her as a slut.

AM, 10:30.

Russell stood in the courtyard and waved to Noodles and Pai Xi who were squatting at the street corner, signaling them to come over.

"Well done, this is your reward."

Noodles took the ten-dollar tip and said gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Walker, you are too trustworthy."

"For business people, reputation is very important."

Noodles nodded and said, "Mr. Walker, can I ask you to smoke? To show my gratitude."

Russell was a little surprised. Noodles grasped the world so well, which many adults couldn't match.

"No problem, this time you buy me a cigarette, next time I'll buy you a donut."

Noodles raised the corners of his mouth and smirked, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Walker, please wait a moment."

After the two left, Russell stood by the fence and turned his head to look to the other side. The three of Bagsey and Rivers came over.

Their mood is not very good, although there is no sadness on the face, but the heart is very anxious...

Because they lost both brothers forever, their family asked this morning if they had seen them, and Bugsey had to say that they got mixed up with the Italians and went to Ohio.

"Mr. Walker, hello."

Russell looked at the time and said, "You are very punctual."

"We have already cleaned up the matter, and no one will find out, and even if we are found out, we will not be suspected."

Bugsey was very skillful in speaking, those people were obviously killed by Russell, but Bugsy took them all.

"Last night, you said that the old gentleman and the maid in the back street were killed by Richino?"

"Yes."

"How many are they?"

"There are more than ten people, and Richino is the leader. He works with Frank, the boss of the Jewish Quarter."

"Frank knows he does this kind of thing?"

"know."

Russell rubbed his chin and said, "I'm going out tomorrow, and someone will give you a small gift. Before I come back, you have to clear all the obstacles in the Jewish Quarter. I can support you to be the boss of this district."

Bagsey was taken aback, with excitement in his eyes.

"Mr. Walker, are you serious?"

"Of course it's true, have I lied to you?"

"No, no, no...I mean, you don't care about our recklessness last night, but you want to support me and help me?"

"Yes."

Bagsey said excitedly, "Thank you!"

At this time, Noodles and Pai Xi ran over, and when they saw Bagsey and the other three, they stopped in their tracks.

Bu Gexi stared at the noodles for a second, and suddenly realized something.

"Mr. Walker, you have already used our meaning."

Russell smiled: "Of course, I said that while you are observing me, I am also examining you."

"You are amazing, following you may be the most correct choice in my life." Bagsey said sincerely.

"Noodles and Paixi are not very old, many years younger than you, you should get along well, I don't want to see the scene of my own people killing each other."

"understand!"

Russell took the cigarettes in Noodles' hand, opened them and took out three and handed them to Bagsey and the others.

Light it up and exhale the smoke.

"I'll be back in about two or three days, maybe four or five days. It depends on your abilities. If you don't meet my requirements, you should know the consequences."

"Understood! Mr. Walker, please rest assured..."

Russell waved his hand and said, "Someone will contact you, go back and rest."

"Okay. Goodbye, Mr. Walker."

Bugsy hooked Noodles' shoulders and walked towards the street entrance.

Although Noodles was a little apprehensive, looking at Russell's calm eyes, he felt relieved.

Russell stood there watching the backs of the five people leaving and shook his head, not knowing how far they would develop.Anyway, he only supports them with banknotes and guns, and the rest is up to them.

It's the same strategy for Tommy, because he didn't think about developing a special industry in the United States. What he wants to do is to develop a family, just like the Bush family and the Clinton family.

The rise of any family is inseparable from gray industries, but it cannot be too deeply entangled with these industries, otherwise it will be like an unclean rag...

But Ruth's stomach didn't move at all, which made Russell a little embarrassed.

Forget it, let's not think about it for now, anyway, he is only less than 20 years old now, and the days to come will be long.

Sitting on the sofa and lighting a cigarette, he will go to Philadelphia tomorrow to discuss spiritual compensation with the Hockley family.

Chapter 113 Survival of the fittest, go to Philadelphia

After dinner, Amani was cleaning the tableware in the kitchen, Ruth accompanied Lia to play a card game in the room, and Russell was sitting on the sofa in the living room enjoying the leisure time after dinner.

Just as he was about to light a cigar, the phone next to him rang.

After he connected, he heard Isidor's voice.

More than a month ago, he and Isidor revealed the idea of ​​finding a school with a mixed degree, because the United States is a place where the fittest survive, and if you want to get to a high position, you must have enough degree resumes that you can get. Otherwise, no one will recognize you in high-end occasions.

After talking on the phone, Isidor went straight to the point.

"Walker, I met the president of the University of Pennsylvania at a private party in New Jersey. He is willing to help you, but you can only go to Wharton to study finance."

In later generations, the finance department of almost every college has become a gilded springboard, but now it is very useful because it can demonstrate financial strength and ability.

Today's finance is not as complicated as that of later generations. Most of the financial geniuses on Wall Street come from Wharton Business School.

Russell raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Mr. Isidore to win him an admission letter from the Wharton School of Business at Penn University in Philadelphia.

According to his conditions, going to Penn Business School is much better than going to Yale or Harvard.

Because the business school is full of children from aristocratic and wealthy families.

Its founder was Benjamin Franklin!

That's right, the same character that has been printed on the front of every $1928 edition since 100!

Besides, Penn University is a private research university, one of the eight Ivy League schools, and one of the founding members of the Association of American Universities...

There are also many well-known alumni, such as Donald ***, Warren Buffett, Musk, etc...

However, they are not born yet.

"Thank you, Mr. Isidore, I thought you would send me to Boston."

Isidore said with a smile: "You can go to Boston, but I think Penn Business School is more suitable for you."

"Yes, thank you for thinking of me."

Isidore said: "Walker, I treat you as a nephew, don't be polite to me. Besides, this little thing is nothing. After you graduate, if I haven't died, then I will take you to meet my friends."

"Well, I hope you don't die too soon, or I will be sad that I didn't see your friend."

"Hahaha... Don't worry. Oh! By the way, I want to remind you that basically every university has a fraternity, and most of these people are rich men. You should be careful not to conflict with them too early."

"Okay, I remember. So when do I go to Philadelphia? Well, I was going to go tomorrow because I have some things to attend to."

"You're coming to Philadelphia? Are you in trouble?" Isidore asked anxiously.

"Small trouble, I can solve it."

Isidor was silent for a moment, and said: "...I know what you are going to do in Philadelphia, Walker, don't make too much noise. Although the Hockley family's roots in Philadelphia are not deep, the relationship is also intertwined."

"I am clear."

"Okay, if you're in trouble, contact me quickly, and if things go well, contact me after you've finished."

"no problem."

hang up the phone.

Russell lit his cigar. He really didn't expect Mr. Isidore to be so rigorous and safe in his work.

Presumably these days, Isidor has helped him inquire about the academy.

The next day.