"No, Lawrence. I have something else to do." Li took out a business card and put it into his hand. "If you are in trouble, call me."

In Lawrence's regretful eyes, Li Zitao and Ben get on the bus and drive steadily towards the club.

"Boss, I have reached an agreement with Samuel that the shares of all the industries under his name will be purchased by blue and white chamber of commerce at a price of 1 cent.

next, we will absorb all the shares in the stock market, start delisting and privatization, and then review all the companies before restructuring.

after eliminating the additional businesses and departments, we will start the reorganization and integration plan, and Samuel will start the reorganization and integration plan Will receive 5% of the original shares of the new group and become the president of the group. "

"Group president?" Li Zitao didn't expect to have this one. He thought Samuel would be disheartened and chose to go home for the Spring Festival!

"Yes, Samuel wants to continue to run the company. I also think that under his leadership, the group can get out of the predicament faster and grow stronger..."

There is no doubt that Samuel can go from being a personal assistant of Edison to the top management of general electric power, and then to creating an industry with a market value of $500 million.

"About how much investment is needed?" Li Zitao asked.

"Within 30 million, the price of the stock is like waste paper. Those retail investors only want to be able to sell, and I will do well." Ben's answer is very positive.

Other plans will not start until the end of the day, but the acquisition of Samuel's industry will start after the contract is signed tomorrow, and there is enough capital on the stock market.

"30 million, hey!" As expected, capitalists are not good things.

30 million can turn all the property into his own. What was the condition that Samuel gave him before?

$100 million, 15% of the shares, FK, a black white man.

"Boss, have you decided on the name of the new group?" The car was parked in front of the club.

"Exelon, ace." Li Zitao said casually, fire fist ace, ha ha!

"Exelon, a good name." Ben smiles, waves into the club and follows his bodyguard away.

Ben was used to their presence and even considered whether to ask the boss to provide them with proper bodyguards when the plan was over.

It's so safe to have bodyguards around.

A large amount of money is quietly transferred from the stock market to the first national bank. In a few days' time, Li Zitao's private account will bring home a large amount of dividends.

When it comes to this matter, everyone is extremely excited. The elites who joined the think tank later are only envious and envious.

But in their hearts, they are also full of energy, waiting for the arrival of the next "big plan", hoping that the day will not be too far away.

Unfortunately, no one knows that Li Zitao planned from the beginning that he would not touch the stock market again after this action.

Of course, he will give the necessary investment to think tanks, but plans like the big crash will not happen again, unless he can live to 2008.

Because apart from the subprime mortgage crisis, he was blind to the stock market after that. Li Zitao didn't want to see his figure in the line on the roof one day.

Back in area 22, Li Zitao called George to his room and learned the story from him: "clean and neat, and without leaving any clues, it was a beautiful job."

He wrote out a check for $20000, and Li Zitao put it into George's hand. "You deserve it."

George took the check and left happily. He wanted to share the good news with rybal and Ryan. The extra income of $20000 was really a lot of money.

"Atlantic City must be very busy now." Returning from the living room to the room, Li Zitao looked at the little secretary who was lying on the bed, and his forehead wrinkled with a word "well".

Warm the bed to sleep. How big is the woman's heart? Don't she know that men are cannibalism?

"Hehe, it's quite warped." Lying down next to the Secretary, Li Zitao was about to recover some interest from her. Outside the house, a telephone bell rang, followed by a knock on the door.

"What's the matter?" Li Zitao sat up. If it was not a big event, Lao Huang would not disturb him.

"It's a lady who said your friend Lawrence was in trouble and kidnapped." Before Lao Huang's voice landed, the door was pulled open.

Li Zitao grabs the trouser belt with one hand, and goes out with his shirt tucked in his trousers. "Brother dog, take 20 men to copy with me."

After calling to the house next to the barracks, Li Zitao looked back at Lao Huang and asked, "where are they?"

“jack-o'-lantern。” Said Lao Huang.

Li Zitao's face was at a loss, "what the hell is that place?"

Four cars set off one after another. Two bodyguards stood on each side of the pedals, holding the Chicago typewriter in their hands, looking indifferent and glancing around.Li Zitao's arrangement is not to be handsome, but he has only four cars in his hand, so it is good to be able to sit down.

The streets are full of air. As we drive south, the street lights disappear and the ground becomes bumpy. How can Li Zitao wonder why Lawrence came to such a place.

Jack-o '- lantern bar, located in a slum on the outskirts of South Chicago, is a black settlement with violence and chaos as its daily theme.

There are gangsters, gamblers, drug dealers, smokers, pickpockets

In the end, there are no good people living there. Even if they were good people, they would become villains in order to survive as long as they stayed for two weeks, because only in this way can they survive.

Let alone late at night, even in the daytime, there will be no outsiders. People outside are used to calling it the slum, while the residents there call it "the land of impossibility."

No matter what you are outside, it's no use there. Unless you can kill them all, you should behave yourself.

"Faster." Li Zitao urged.

Buzzing -

the car bumps even more when the accelerator is pressed to the bottom. The bodyguard beside the car is still clinging to the window frame to prevent him from being thrown out.

"FK, it's white, Vernon, white is here..." As soon as the motorcade broke into the settlement, the screams of crying and Howling spread far away.

The tramp curled up in the dirty corner wrapped his body more tightly. The smoker lying in the lane took back his leg in the middle of the road. The gambler who had lost his money raised his head and looked at it coldly. Then he continued to lie on his knees and sleep.

The house full of weeds, broken windows pasted with paper, collapsed yard fence, here is like a graveyard, dead and lifeless.

In front of jack-o '- lander bar, half of the sign is still on, four cars drive to both sides, drive up the steps and stop against the wall.

The bodyguards jumped out of the car. The loaded machine guns were aimed at both sides, making the car form an obstacle in front of them. They scanned the dark streets around them with vigilance.

"I'll pick up a friend. He's a young white man. Give him to me and we'll leave." Li Zitao steps down from the car, and Wang Dagou gets out of the car.

There is no life around. Please be quiet in the bar. Except for the guys who are lying in the corner, there is only the sound of electric current coming from the neon tube.

"Is that white man you are his friend?" Some immature voices sounded behind the bar, and Wang Dagou made a gesture of "I'll go and have a look.".

"That's right." Asked him to stand still, Li Zitao said in a loud voice, "what do you want?"

"Your friend took my things. Why don't you let him tell me where they are?" The voice on the other side changed into a person, and his words were full of ferocity.

"Good." Li Zitao raised his hands and was about to go out. The Samo who followed him was in a hurry and stood in front of him and said, "boss, this is an impossible place."

"Get out of the way. It's OK." Li Zitao said calmly.

“BOSS。” Sammy's eyes were as bright as a light bulb, and his dark cheek was flushed in the night light because of excitement.

It can be imagined that Samo, who is also a black man, is afraid of this situation.

You know, as long as you have black skin and come to the black settlement, it's like going back to your own home. The brothers with black skin will cover his safety.

Unfortunately, this set of rules doesn't work here. There are its own rules. These are all on the way to here, and Samoa told him personally.

"Get rid of your weapons." The other party's voice rings again, it seems that they are high.

Li Zitao opened his coat, slowly drew out the colt Python revolver gun inserted in his waist, threw it to both sides, and then walked to the opposite side.

"Don't mess around." Passing by Wang Dagou's side, Li Zitao winked at him. The tacit understanding between the two made him nod, revealing a trace of clarity.

"I came in." Li Zitao stood in front of the narrow road wide of the two people and called out. Then he walked inside and stepped on the dark sewage with his first foot.

Bearing the pungent odor in the air, Li Zitao went to the first fork in the road and turned his head to the right. Two black people were standing inside, with their shotguns facing him.

"Can you take me to see him?" Li Zitao asked in a relaxed tone.

"Xiao Ke." The older Negro lifted his chin at him, and the little man put up his gun and ran over, searched him, and shook his head at phinon.

"Come here." Said phinon, raising the muzzle a little.

Li Zitao did not resist, holding his hands behind his head, so he went to the other side and was pressed inside.

The road here is just like a labyrinth, and it often needs to go through the houses where people live and ignore the people passing by.

“……” If he had not seen it with his own eyes, Li would never have believed that there was such a place in Chicago."Who said that America is all right, ha dog!" Li Zitao scolded in his heart.

"Let's go." Feinong pointed a gun at the Chinese in front of him, thinking cruelly in his heart, how to squeeze the value out of the white pig's mouth.

From the beginning, he didn't intend to let them go out alive. If he let these two people go, he would certainly have a big problem, which was very clear to him.

Four rolls Royces, more than 20 men with machine guns, these are not ordinary people can have.

But such a big man is willing to risk his life for the white pig. Fenon can't help but guess the real identity of Lawrence.

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