Chapter 145 Revenge of the Little People

Waldorf Astoria Main Store, Royal Suite.

Li Zitao has been living here for a week, and the most he does every day is answering and making calls, and by the way, doing... things he likes to do with Celia.

Regarding the matter of Nikolai, Li Zitao had many consultations with think tanks, and also came to many conclusions and some problems that should be avoided.

And the think tank proposes to continue to restrict Nikola, and things like "Nicola coils" must not appear.

It should not have been in the public eye or brought up for at least a century.

There is also such a thing as super-energy death light. Human beings are not yet ready to enter the era of energy weapons. No matter whether it really exists or not, it can only not exist now.

Regarding the monitoring and supervision of the CIA, for the sharing of benefits, there may be obstacles in various aspects, and the most important patents.

"Boss, all the patents belong to Mr. Tesla. This is impossible. If you want them to compromise, Tesla must first make a compromise."

Every time Tesla does an experiment now, he needs to use the patent of the experimental results as collateral, otherwise he will not get 1 cent of help.

Behind those large and small companies that provided him with 'help', if you can clear away the fog and threads, you will find that they are full of consortiums.

With restrictions on him in all aspects, Nicholas can only choose patent sharing.

Only in this way can he get the only prestige and good reputation, which is also a powerful umbrella for his own safety.

Although he chose to eventually publish the patents, the consortia were still willing to lend him large sums of money, as long as the funds were used for experiments.

Shared patents are owned by everyone, but in the United States, consortiums that unite represent 'owners,' so the patents still belong to them.

Have you ever seen a certain small company rise up by relying on the patents announced by Nikola?

No, never, at least not in the think tank survey.

However, there are rich people who are overwhelmed and want to make a fortune by relying on certain patented technologies, but in the end they are suppressed in all directions, bankrupt and depressed, and end up in poverty.

"I will discuss this with Nicholas." Li Zitao promised.

Not a guarantee to think tanks, but to those bigwigs who pass conditions through think tanks.

That's right, the current think tank is the mouthpiece for him and the Rockefeller, McCormick, Wood, Morgan, and Roosevelt families.

Li Zitao originally planned to talk to the bosses in person, but was discouraged by Ben.

According to him, it is not a good idea for the two parties to communicate directly face to face, and it is easy to cause conflicts.

So the think tank acts as an intermediary, and when a big boss yells 'FK', he can use more tactful words to pass it on to the other party.

For example, 'Mr. Morgan greets your family with kind regards...'

'Mr. Rockefeller asked me to greet your great-grandfather...'

'McCormie would like to have dinner with your wife...'

The charm of language is really fascinating, that is, Ben has been scratching his hair more and more recently, and he is a little bit going to develop in the direction of "extremely smart".

"Monk, prepare the car. I'm going to JP Morgan." Thinking of what he said during the phone call with West at noon, Li Zitao planned to go to the Morgan Building himself.

"Boss, shall we just wait here?" The car arrived at Morgan's building, and seeing that Li Zitao didn't intend to get out of the car, the monk asked curiously.

"Well, call me if someone comes down." Li Zitao closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In the past few days, the number of his brain cell death has continued to rise, and there are too many things to consider, and sometimes he feels regretful when he thinks about it.

"I just toss around casually, why can't I stop the brakes?" I feel tired.

Waiting opposite the Morgan Building, even at 10 o'clock in the evening, Li Zitao fell asleep and saw no one who wanted to wait.

"I'll go up and have a look, you guys are waiting here." Seeing that there were still lights on the building, Li Zitao decided to go up and see for himself.

"Hello, sir, we are off work." The reception desk is open 24 hours a day.

Seeing Li Zitao approaching, he smiled and said.

"I'm Charlie Lee, I'm looking for Miss Juliana." Li Zitao reported his name.

"Please wait a moment." The receptionist picked up the phone.

Beep...beep...beep...

"Strange!" The receptionist put down the phone and muttered in surprise, "Why is there no one?"

Thinking of the turmoil in the loan department during this period, the front desk didn't care. He raised his head and said with a smile: "Miss Juliana may be busy, please wait here."

"I'll go up to see her in person." Li Zitao said firmly.

"...Okay!" The front desk agreed after a little hesitation. This is an upstart who can talk to Mr. Morgan, and she doesn't want to offend him.

The roadblock was removed, and Li Zitao took the elevator up. The last time he came, Juliana was in charge of reception. Of course, he knew where the other party's office was.

"Damn Bichi, it's time for you to try it out." Before the elevator gate opened, Li Zitao heard a man's roar.

"Let go of me, you will regret it." Juliana's panicked voice sounded.

"Regret, haha..." The rampant laughter made Li Zitao feel that something was wrong, so he quickened his pace and walked towards the direction of the sound.

"The thing I regret the most is that I didn't do this sooner." Jed's face was twisted and horribly twisted, like a devil crawling out of hell.

Looking at Juliana who was tied to the chair by him, that sexy figure and slender black silk legs made the flame in his heart even more intense.

His life was over, it was all ruined by this woman, she made him homeless, she made him lose the job that everyone envied.

It was her who caused her to face unemployment, bankruptcy, and even divorce.

"If you want to destroy me, then I will destroy you first..." Jed threw off his coat and walked towards her with a grin.

"God, if you really exist, please save me!" Juliana kicked her legs hard, but couldn't even move.

She could only close her eyes in despair, praying tremblingly, praying...

"Hey, buddy, is this the clothes you dropped?" Li Zitao, who was standing at the door, walked in leisurely, holding the coat that Jed had just thrown off in his hand.

"Miscellaneous, don't mind your own business, or I will kill you." Jed turned around abruptly, picked up a paper knife from the table and pointed it at him quickly.

"Hey, don't get excited, if you can put down the knife." Li Zitao raised his coat-hanging arm.

The suit jacket flew out, revealing his right hand holding the Colt Python revolver. Li Zitao said mockingly, "I will give you a fair chance."

"Charlie, untie me quickly." Seeing the savior descending from heaven, Juliana was very excited.

"Do you think I'll be free here?" Li Zitao looked at her speechlessly, thinking, "Who is this woman getting used to? She's really sick." '

Looking down her neck, the figure that was tightened by rope art, "Super fierce!"

"Okay, then let's see who has the stronger fist." Jed, who had given up on himself, threw away the paper knife, and Li Zitao also put the gun on the table.

"Ah~~" The tall Jed clenched his fists and rushed over fiercely.

"Dude, you really can't win a fight by shouting." Li Zitao shrugged his shoulders easily, and immediately stepped forward, leaning forward while pressing his body down, and at the same time punched out his right fist.

Boom!

A punch hit Jed's stomach, the opponent's two eyeballs almost fell out, and he opened his mouth wide to make a hoarse and unconscious "ha, ha" sound.

The face that was still rosy just now turned pale, even his lips were the same, and finally his ankle went limp, and he fell to the ground at an angle.

"Ha, Charlie, you are amazing." Julianna showed a rare look of excitement, twisting her body and said, "Let me go."

"You are more attractive like this, why don't you work hard and let me appreciate it for a while?" Li Zitao sat on the corner of the table angrily, thrusting the gun back to his waist.

"Asshole, I'll tell Uncle West." Juliana bit her lip and said.

"Sorry, he seems to like fishing, mountain climbing, and horseback riding more now." Li Zitao is not worried at all. When it comes to feelings, West takes more care of him.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Juliana said a little shyly.

The ropes tied around her body made her skin sour, and her chest was tightly outlined with perfect curves.

Whenever she struggled too hard, the friction between the rope and her chest made her feel ashamed.

Although there was still a layer of shirt blocking it, it had to be said that because of this, the friction became more acute, making her feel a certain change in front of her chest.

"West told me about your identity, and I need your help." Li Zitao admired the beautiful scenery in front of him with a playful smile.

Sheng Yi, this is something he has never seen before in two lifetimes. I really don't know where this stupid big man learned it. "This technique is really good."

"Is this the attitude you use when you ask others?" Juliana looked at him fiercely.

"Sorry, I think you made a mistake. I saved you first, and now it's time for you to repay." Li Zitao was not polite at all.

gentleman?

What is that, can it be used to eat or produce benefits?

"Bastard, I promise you, whatever it is." Juliana shouted at him angrily as the rope became tighter and tighter.

If it went on like this, there should be two more grape prints on her shirt, and Juliana didn't want him to see that scene.

"Okay, I'll untie it for you now." Picking up the paper cutter that Jed had just dropped from the ground, Li Zitao came behind her and cut the rope with ease.

"The angle is good." Looking down at a 45-degree angle, Li Zitao thought with a strange smile.

Untying the restraints on her body, Juliana's first reaction was not to quarrel with him, but strode to Jed who was still panting in pain.

The high-heeled shoes of about 3cm were lifted slightly, aiming at something indescribable.

Click...

"Oh, ah..." A miserable howl sounded in the office.

Bang!

The gate was slammed open, and two security guards who happened to be patrolling the vicinity rushed in, holding the company's pistols in their hands.

For today's large enterprises, arming security guards with guns is definitely the most basic operation.