Chapter 129: Lady Lima's New Job

The 6 million investment was so easily finalized, and Jonathan was in charge of all the rest. Li Zitao and Lawrence were very relieved about this.

If he can't even solve this trivial matter, then wouldn't the 150 million be in vain?

"Oh, my God, I'm so sorry..." Just as Li Zitao was about to leave after discussing things, a lady bumped into him 'unpreventably'.

Li Zitao was very sure that after spotting the other party, he deliberately tried to avoid it, but the other party also moved the angle and hit him in the chest.

"Ma'am, are you okay?" Looking at the woman whose chest was wet with wine, Li Zitao said meaningfully.

"Sorry, Mr. Li, I, I just want to thank you, damn, what did I do..." The woman looked at all this with a somewhat decadent look.

A blue folded skirt, a pair of white high heels, and a luxurious face full of tenderness, just like a gentle wife.

Li Zitao believes that her image at home is definitely a typical good wife and mother.

"Just call me Charlie, it's just some minor problems." Li Zitao shook the drink off his hand indifferently, looked around, trying to find the little elk that came with him.

"Charlie, if you don't mind, you can go to my room to change your clothes, and I will let the hotel staff clean it up quickly."

It would be strange if you couldn't understand such a blatant invitation.

"Charlie, it seems that your luck has come." Lawrence joked pointedly.

"Bastard, go find your hot girl!" Li Zitao scolded with a smile, turned to look at the expecting woman in front of him, and nodded calmly.

"Just now you said you wanted to thank me, why?" Li Zitao asked curiously as he walked upstairs in the elevator.

"McDonald's, I was the first to pass the list. It is you who allow me to maintain a decent life now. I always want to thank you."

Lima's tone was agitated, and he kept pressing his hands on his chest while speaking. The tulle soaked in wine was no different from the transparent one.

'Well, pink. ’ Li Zitao glanced out of the corner of his eye.

"You're welcome, the selection of the list is all under the responsibility of Jin Gongmen..." Li Zitao was interrupted by Lima before he could finish speaking.

"No, if there is no McDonald's, I don't know how bad my life would be." While talking, the elevator stopped on the 5th floor, and the monk opened the gate.

"My room is 535." Lima tiptoed, leaned against his chest with a light body, and said tenderly with admiration in his eyes.

Holding him across the waist, Li Zitao strode towards the room, the door was closed, the monk stood guard at the door, and the corridor returned to silence.

"You should take off the ring." In the room, Li Zitao pushed her against the wall.

"Wouldn't this make you... more excited?" Li Zitao couldn't help shivering as his earlobe was wet.

This woman is so tempting. It can be said that she has used her charm to the extreme and fully understands how to arouse the interest of men and the little devil in her heart.

"Between a beast and a beast, I choose to be a beast." There was a rough tearing sound, and Li Zitao was determined to give this lady some flair.

"My syringe is from the Jumbo."

With a high-pitched scream, the world has changed, and Lima fully understands what it feels like to be under the care of an authoritative doctor.

"Monk, monk, have you seen the BOSS? I lost him." Just as the monk was chanting the Heart Sutra silently outside, the little elk called urgently.

She was about to cry when she heard the sound, but when she turned her head, she saw that the woman was still holding two egg tarts, and she was still putting them in her mouth after speaking.

"..." The corners of his eyebrows fluttered, and the monk said expressionlessly: "Miss Jessie, the boss is resting here tonight, and the butler will prepare a room for you."

"Oh!" Hearing the monk's answer, the little elk turned around and went downstairs.

The banquet isn't over yet, she's going back to get two more egg tarts, the country chef hired by the Ritz Hotel is really great, "Maybe I should hire a chef for the club?"

This battle lasted a long time,

The seemingly weak Lima showed unimaginable resilience and stretched the war until the dawn appeared before disarming and surrendering.

Li Zitao got great satisfaction this night, it was really a hearty battle.

After a half-day rest, Li Zitao invited Lima to have dinner at the Ritz Hotel before letting a bodyguard take her back to her home near Lincoln Park.

"Miss Lima, do you need me to take you to the door?" the bodyguard asked very responsibly.

"No, thank you." Lima refused with a smile, pressed the brim of his top hat, and walked briskly towards the house.

Although he was rejected, the bodyguard still stood by the car, wanting to wait until he saw her go home before leaving. Who knew if the boss would favor this woman again.

Bang.

The door on the side of the road was suddenly pushed open, and a man with a bottle in his hand stumbled out, pointed at Lima and shouted, "FK, where did you bitch go?"

"I want to work." Lima walked forward quickly, dragged the man into the room, life was miserable enough, she didn't want to be the laughing stock of her neighbors.

She has just found a new job, and she is in a good mood!

"Then... who is that man, who you were with last night, I know, I know..." The man broke free and ran down the steps, staggering forward.

When he was less than five meters away from the bodyguard, he suddenly threw the wine bottle at him.

"Oh my God, what are you doing?" Lima screamed covering his mouth.

Seeing the oncoming wine bottle, the bodyguard instinctively wanted to hide, but he realized that the BOSS's car was behind him.

Shua~

With his right hand quickly touched his waist, the bodyguard tilted his head forward to aim, and pulled the trigger neatly.

bang~

The bullet shattered the wine bottle, which also broke the tranquility here. The neighbors around watched what happened in front of the Fowles house through the windows.

"Who fired the shot? Put your hand up where I can see it, and throw away the weapon..." The sound of horseshoes sounded, and two mounted police officers on patrol appeared not far away.

The bodyguard obediently threw away the pistol, raised his hands and said, "I am a special guard of SHIELD, and I am performing a protection mission. My safety is threatened, and no one is injured here."

Hearing the bodyguard's self-identification, the two mounted policemen obviously relaxed a lot, but they still aimed their guns at him, and approached slowly with vigilance.

"Your ID, throw it here." Stopping 3 meters away from the bodyguard, the mounted policeman motioned to the bodyguard.

Grabbing the collar of the suit outward, exposing the inner pocket to the other party's sight, the bodyguard took out his license and threw it at the other party.

After confirming his identity, the mounted police finally put away their guns and asked what happened here.

"He wanted to murder me, he tried to assault me ​​at my door, he violated my rights, I'm going to sue him, I'm going to..."

Fowles, who was sober, kept barking like a mad dog after being supported by the mounted police.

"Mr. Fowles, I didn't step on your lawn, and there is no warning sign at the door of your house. Secondly, I think you need to think carefully before you say anything."

IL State law stipulates that private land must have obvious warning signs, but unfortunately there are no such signs in front of Foles' house, and his feet are stepping on the side of the road.

The bodyguard stood there calmly, showing no signs of stage fright.

Because he knew very well that even if he was invited back to the police station, all he needed was a phone call from the boss, and Director Grant would personally send him back to the headquarters with a smile on his face.

As for the lawsuit, the legal department of the Blue and White Chamber of Commerce is worried that there is no place to show its skills!

"It was a misunderstanding." Lima wanted to turn around and rush into the room, but she still walked over bravely and tried to mediate the matter.

"Go away, you wretch..." growled Fowles.

"Mr. Fowles, can I speak to you alone?" a mounted policeman interposed.

The angry and red-faced Fowles was invited aside, and the mounted policeman said very bluntly: "Your behavior just now constitutes intentional injury. Although it did not pose a threat, I believe the judge will definitely make this sentence. You know he is from where."

"S.H.I.E.L.D.? That damned Chinese, others are afraid of him, but I won't be afraid. I will go to Congress to sue him, and I will expose his true colors in the newspapers."

Fowles, whose thoughts gradually became clearer, became more and more angry. His wife hadn't returned all night, and now she was brought back by S.H.I.E.L.D. himself in a Rolls.

What does this shit represent? FK, that son of a bitch...

"I think the other party will be happy to fight this lawsuit with you. Let me think about it. He has a team of nearly 100 lawyers, is worth hundreds of millions of dollars, and has good relations with governors and senators of various states."

"By the way, even my boss's boss depends on his face." The mounted policeman told the truth expressionlessly.

He is not a member of the black police, but he also knows the influence of the Chinese in the city, and he also knows who is standing behind Chief Grant.

Even Chicago's city bosses, the McCormick family, have to give him face, a bankrupt rich man, stop kidding.

If the other party dared to do what he said, he even wondered if the other party would live to the day of the trial.

"You can leave." While the mounted policeman was talking to Fowles, another mounted policeman also found out the truth of the matter, and after confirming that the bodyguard would not pursue it, he told him that he could leave.

"No, you can't go." Fowles turned around and wanted to rush at the bodyguard.

The mounted policeman beside him stopped him, with a contemptuous smile, the bodyguard drove away.

"Mr. Fowles, maybe what I just said was not clear enough. If you want to sue that gentleman, you will be put in prison first."

Letting go of Fowles, who was a little out of his mind, the mounted policeman nodded to Lima, and stepped on the horse to continue their patrol mission.

"They're all in the same gang, damn bastard, son of a bitch, I'm going to Washington to expose his true colors, I'm going to..."

snap~

A slap fell on Fowles' face, Lima stood in front of him expressionlessly, and said to his disbelieving eyes: "What do you want to sue him?"

"What can you tell him? Yes, I slept with him. I slept with him. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Lima's voice was a bit sharp, and he shouted hysterically: "Who caused all this, is it me? Is it me?"

"What are you doing after your career? Drinking, drinking, drinking..." Turning around and grabbing the broken wine bottle, Lima shouted vigorously from his side: "In addition to endless complaining and drinking, what else have you done?" What?"

"It was I who begged for mercy from those wives, and begged them for help after borrowing money, so I got the franchise qualification of McDonald's. It was me who took care of everything in the store every day.

I'm the one who keeps the damn house, even your money for the booze. "

Taking a deep breath, Lima said coldly: "If you think these are dirty, take your things and get out of here, the homeless in Linkin Park will take you in."