Chapter 20 Future Direction
"Thank you, it's all thanks to you." William Dever didn't seem to hear the irony in his words, and accepted his praise shamelessly.
"I also want to congratulate you. I heard that your approval rating has returned to 65%. Re-election is inevitable." Li Zitao said this time very sincerely.
William Dever's re-election has made all his previous efforts not in vain, and the upcoming banquet will make Li Zitao move faster and more steadily.
"Nucky is a generous and upright friend, and he is never stingy with his friends." Speaking of the banquet he has received invitations to, William Dever was very emotional.
Nucky has shown that he needs more help, and judging from the performance of the Chinese teenager in front of him, the power in his hands cannot be underestimated.
The armed force of nearly a thousand people is definitely a powder keg in the United States.
Fortunately, this explosive barrel is still in a stable state, and judging from the other party's actions in the past two days, he wants to follow the normal business path, which is a very smart choice.
When you are poor, what you need is opportunity and strength.
When you are no longer poor, all you need is banknotes. In this country where capital controls everything, Franklin is the key to turning and maintaining everything.
"Tell Nucky that if he needs manpower, S.H.I.E.L.D. can provide him with the best service at any time." Li Zitao took the opportunity to promote his business.
S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Blue and White Chamber of Commerce have been formally established. The address of the Blue and White Chamber of Commerce is chosen at the Royal Nightclub. Remove the gaudy decorations and signs, and follow Li Zitao's instructions to decorate it like a high-end club in the previous life.
As for the security guards of SHIELD, referred to as the security company of SHIELD, they can only stay obediently in the dusty area of District 22.
Among the assets left by Capone, there is not enough space to accommodate so many people, but Li Zitao has reserved an office for it in the Blue and White Chamber of Commerce.
You can't take someone to the dusty area of District 22 when someone comes to ask for service, and pick them one by one under the sun and dust!
Of course, if the other party has this need, he will not refuse, the customer is God, and God will pay him a generous reward.
"I hope Chicago will be peaceful forever." William Dever said meaningfully to Li Zitao, who had been smiling all the time, before leaving.
"Whether Chicago is peaceful or not, what does it matter to me?" Putting down the cold coffee in his hand, Li Zitao decided never to come to such a place again.
The coffee was so bad, it reminded him of the traditional Chinese medicine he drank when he was a child in his previous life, the taste of the two was very similar.
Before the two separated, no one mentioned the $2,000 loan again, as if it had never happened.
For the next week, Li Zitao stayed at the training ground in District 22, practicing with his rookies every day, causing everyone to complain.
It was once during the period, which brought him the latest news of the stock market, "Mr. Li, the stock of Freeport Sulfur Company we hold has recently risen by 13 percent, and the prices of several other companies have risen by 3 to 8 percent... ..."
"Tell me directly, how much profit is there." Li Zitao's straightforward question made Ben feel powerless and disappointed.
These are the results of his hard work. It is his rich experience and capital acumen that enable him to accurately select these high-quality industries in the stock market.
Why, why can't you give me a chance to show my talents?
"According to the current stock price, 15,000 US dollars, after deducting the team's expenses." Ben didn't want to talk anymore.
But when Li Zitao handed him a check for $1 million, Ben immediately recovered his flattering smile and professionalism.
The money is Joe's personal deposit,
It is placed in the safe at home. Although the source is definitely not a legitimate channel, no one should be able to find out.
"It's my honor to be able to serve you." Ben left with a check of $1 million, escorted by two bodyguards sent by the monk.
As for whether he feels honored, Li Zitao is not interested in knowing, all he needs to know is who can make money for him.
150,000 U.S. dollars were traded in the stock market for 4 days, and they got a return of 15,000 U.S. dollars. For this era when the annual income of ordinary families is between 500 and 700 U.S. dollars, this rate of return is really better than stealing money. quick.
Now he still has $2,000 in reserve, and the rest is handed over to Ben.
As for these specially trained guards, there is still a lot of 50,000 dollars left for Huang Yifang. Although there is a lot of fish and meat every day, it can't stand the cheap things these days.
However, Li Zitao also knew that the days when ordinary people had no worries about food and clothing would soon be over, and when the disaster came, America would be shrouded in cruel darkness.
In his previous life, Li Zitao had only seen the overview of the Great Depression and said it was miserable, but now he has no idea what it was like.
The deepest memory is that the capitalists would rather dump the milk than distribute it to the poor. This title is lined up in a row, and it is difficult not to pay attention to it.
If he has the time to worry about this, he might as well think about it, after the big crash, how he should use the money he got from the stock market to develop and expand his business properly.
"The West is a good choice, California, Los Angeles..." Li Zitao murmured to himself.
"Boss, Paul has arrived." The butler Huang Fang came over and interrupted his meditation.
Today they will go to Daxi County Y, arrive at HSD by plane from Chicago, and then drive to Atlantic City in the southeast by special car.
"Let the monk get ready." Looking over the fence, Li Zitao smiled slightly at Paul who was taking off his hat and waving his hands by the side of the road.
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When the plane stopped at Dulles Airport and got off the small biplane, Li Zitao's face turned green.
During the entire flight, he could hear the sound of "clang clang" in the fuselage every second. The roar in the cabin was like a busy factory, as if it would fall apart in the next second.
On the other hand, the other people behaved very plainly. The monk looked around against the glass, while Paul held a bottle of whiskey and leaned on the seat with his eyes closed, taking a few sips from time to time.
Fortunately, there is no scene in the movie where the pilot controls the plane with a wine bottle, otherwise he would consider pointing a gun at the pilot's head and making him turn around and land obediently.
Along with him this time, in addition to Paul and the monk, there are also 9 good guys who performed the best in training, 4 Chinese, 5 blacks, and exactly 10 people including the monk.
In terms of strength, there should have been 2 Chinese and 7 blacks, but compared to strength, Li Zitao believes in the loyalty of his compatriots, so he deliberately added 2 Chinese.
It has to be said that in terms of explosive power and physique, blacks are stronger than Chinese, but Chinese also have their own advantages, that is, endurance and resilience.
"Paul, we'll take the train when we go back." Although the journey was smooth, Li Zitao decided to take the train when he went back.
Before setting off, he and Huang Yifang discussed various routes, and knew that he could return to Chicago through the Ohio Railroad in Baltimore.
"Okay, BOSS." Now Paul is more and more respectful to Li Zitao, because he is much more comfortable as a puppet than he imagined.
Every day there are powerful Chinese people to protect, and if there is any trouble, someone will naturally solve it. Of course, the money has to be paid accordingly, and the internal price is enjoyed.
Li Zitao seldom dictates to him, he still has the final say on the gang affairs, and the strength of his subordinates changes day by day.
With the crackdown on small gangs selling opium, the territory and influence under his hands have grown, and the actual territory and neighborhoods he has mastered have surpassed Capone's period.
More importantly, Li Zitao is not a greedy person.
It's like finding 1 million cash from Qiao's house. After getting the money, Li Zitao kept the 500,000 dollars that belonged to him.
Strong soldiers, strong horses, money and face, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?
However, recently Paul has received a lot of complaint calls, and even Papa Johnny, who has returned to Sicily, expressed concern about his actions to resist the flow of opium into Chicago.
"Hey, a retired old guy who wants to point fingers." If Johnny was really capable, he wouldn't be watching Capone being held in prison, waiting for the court's judgment to fend for himself.
"It's still solid to step on the ground." Li Zitao straightened his clothes and walked to the car parked beside the track.
"Sir, Mr. Nucky has booked a hotel at HSD. If you two feel tired, you can rest at HSD for one night." The driver said respectfully.
"En." Nodding his head noncommittally, Li Zitao felt a little proud when he got in the car, "This can be regarded as enjoying a VIP service, and we are also considered privileged people now?" '
The car drove towards the urban area. HSD is indeed the capital of the United States. Both public facilities and buildings are much better than Chicago. The road surface is not small, but it is much narrower than Chicago.
There are not many high-rise buildings in HSD. If you want to say that the most eye-catching one is the HSD monument that is the same as the signal receiver.
"Boss, the family is becoming more and more dissatisfied with our actions. I'm afraid they will find a killer from Sicily to your detriment. Would you like...?"
Paul was a little worried. As the birthplace of mafia culture, the Sicilian killer is definitely a monster that people should keep away from.
Every mafia member regards Sicily as the holy land of the mafia, but at the same time wants to stay away from it.
It's as if those guys in New York now call themselves the 'New York Mafia. '
Even so, would those M countrymen like them? It's ridiculous!
"This is America, not Sicily!" Li Zitao looked out of the window with clear eyes, but his heart was already heightened vigilance.
As time went by, his body became stronger and stronger, but he also couldn't guarantee that if his heart and brain were fatally hit, he would not be able to recover.
"Call Lao Huang after arriving at the hotel and ask him to place an advertisement in the newspaper to continue recruiting people, and spread the news that Chicago is going to build a new Chinatown."
With the gathering of the forces of the Capone Group and the crackdown on small gangs, the current number of security personnel of SHIELD has reached thousands.
Among them, there are Chinese, black, Italian, Irish, and Latin, which is simply a hodgepodge.
By the way, there are 3 French chefs in the kitchen and 6 newly recruited German instructors.
Li Zitao needs these German instructors to teach those street bastards what is called a soldier, what is called a professional standard and a code of conduct.
Of course, he wanted to find American veterans, but unfortunately he couldn't find them at all.
The placement of veterans and veterans in the United States has been properly regulated since then. Most veterans are not short of money, and they hate Italians and blacks.
The Italians of this era, whose only representatives are gangsters, violence, trouble and murder, are very unpopular in society.
Li Zitao can only take it step by step. The current S.H.I.E.L.D. has not opened up the situation, and these views will be changed in the future, including Chinese nationality = little white rabbit...