Chapter 208: Play 1 Pieces First

San Francisco, Reston Township, 2011 Sunset Hill Road.

"Mr. Li, this is the Bechtel headquarters." The pink-and-white two-storey building is an irregular rectangle as a whole.

The front and back of the first floor presents a protruding open-air platform like a fish maw, surrounded by wooden boards and scattered cobblestone pavement.

The staggered diamond-shaped balconies on the second floor look like abstract splash-ink paintings.

"Very individual!" Li Zitao nodded and smiled.

Seeing the 'noble man' smiling, Zhang Yuanzang smiled even more happily, and hurriedly greeted him and walked into the house.

"Mr. Li, welcome to Bechtel." The person in charge of the headquarters stood at the door.

Curious employees poked their heads and whispered about this mysterious boss.

For them, before today, BOSS was only a mysterious boss who existed in newspapers and radio stations.

Well, it also has a legendary color.

After all, not everyone has the ability to achieve Li Zitao's current achievements within one year.

"Thank you, Mr. Stan." With the reminder from the little elk, of course Li Zitao would not mistake the person.

Stan Manhattan, the company's executive CEO and head of engineering development.

The Bunker Branch in Los Angeles, the Pioneer Experimental Center, the Osborn Medical Laboratory, and the design drawings of the Blue and White Building were all completed under his leadership.

"First of all, let us extend a warm welcome to Mr. Li." In the meeting room, Zhang Zangyuan clapped his hands excitedly.

The foreigners didn't understand what he said, but they saw that he was smiling like a flower, and he kept clapping his hands, followed by the 'papa' sound of clapping his hands.

After going to several companies, the welcome Li Zitao received here is definitely the most 'sincere', and everyone's hands are clapped red.

Several female staff waited for the meeting to end, and couldn't help flexing their wrists there, thinking, 'This is even harder than helping the ****! '

Bechtel currently has 40,000 employees across the country. The company has two major departments, the Engineering Development Department and the Intelligent Management Department.

Under it, there are design department, quality management department, project management department, project control department and the specific design room, procurement department and construction department of each project.

The entire Bechtel is a huge and complex product. Just the management of 40,000 employees and large and small projects in more than 40 states are enough to make people dizzy.

Resisting the urge to lift the table, Li Zitao patiently flipped through the documents in his hands. After spending 3 days, he finally finished reading the accumulated documents.

The blurry shadow in Bechtel's mind became clear and three-dimensional, and Li Zitao was very surprised when he saw them accept a large number of government orders in Chicago.

"What is the current standard of our competitiveness in China?"

"Top, none." Stein said confidently: "The combination of Chinese workers and Germans is simply the most perfect combination in the world."

Although they often make mistakes in some specific constructions involving art, when compared with execution and labor, it is not worth mentioning.

It is also a project, if you use M nationality, Irish or Latin whites, they need at least two months.

But for D and Chinese workers, they only need a week.

And all data and drawings are almost without the slightest error, and the quality is seven or eight blocks away from other construction teams.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Stan would have thought it was a joke from God.

"It's a pity." Li Zitao was full of regrets when he thought of the Hoover Dam that was being tendered.

If it wasn't for Wells Fargo, with Bechtel and Nikolai, wouldn't it be easy to take it down?

The scale of Bechtel made Li Zitao eager to have a secret talk with McCorm.

"Jessie, connect me to McCormick Manor." Li Zitao, who couldn't sit still, decided to talk to Cyrus McCormick now.

"Haha, Charlie, did you enjoy your trip? Come to my manor sometime and we can play another shot." Cyrus' hearty laughter came.

"I think there will be time,

Now let's talk about the Hoover Dam issue. "Li Zitao went straight to the point.

"What do you want to talk about?" There was no surprise in Cyrus' tone.

"All the benefits belong to you, as long as my people are responsible for the construction?" Li Zitao wanted money, but he wanted a gold-lettered signboard more.

It belongs to Bechtel, and it also belongs to his gold-lettered signboard.

That is the Hoover Dam. In the future, countless tourists will come here for sightseeing, appreciate the magnificence of this dam, and marvel at its majesty.

By then, the Hoover Dam would have seemed like a sticker for Bechtel.

Professional, high-end, trustworthy, Hoover Dam is its best reputation.

Besides, who said that if you give up the benefits of the dam, you can't make money?

"Oh, Bechtel? They are very professional, fast, how should I put it, like shooting stars across the sky, short and brilliant."

Hearing that Li Zitao was willing to give up all his interests, Cyrus maintained his previous enthusiasm.

Li Zitao wanted fame, and he wanted to make money, and the two hit it off.

Bechtel's top team will set off for Washington today and try its best to cooperate with the Chicago consortium to win this project.

After hanging up the phone, Li Zitao thought for a while, picked up the phone again, and dialed Paul himself.

"Paul, I need you to do something..." Hearing the BOSS' order to take people to build a camp in the barren land near the Colorado River in Nevada and northwestern Arizona, Paul was stunned instantly.

Not to mention people, there are not even ghosts in that place. Who is the campsite for? Howard Lovecraft's absurd and bizarre monsters?

"Do it." The simple two words represent all the answers.

Even if Paul was full of doubts and dissatisfaction, he could only obediently follow Li Zitao's instructions.

Li Zitao took the first step in this game of chess, and the next step depends on McCormick's ability.

"It seems that Cyrus will be absent from this annual meeting." After finishing Bechtel's trip, Li Zitao did not rush to leave.

If you want to say which city has the most Chinese citizens during this period, it must be San Francisco.

Just because the gold rush attracted a large number of Chinese immigrants, here also has a Chinese nickname, San Francisco.

Now that we are here, how can we not take a stroll around Chinatown, go to the places where Chinese people gather, have a look, and eat a bowl of authentic hometown noodles.

"Mr. Li, are you going to Chinatown?" Zhang Yuanzang was a little surprised by Li Zitao's proposal.

"Well, what's the problem?" Li Zitao asked.

"No, of course there's no problem. Let's start now." Zhang Zangyuan was very familiar, and after calling Li Zitao to get in the car, he rushed into the co-pilot.

The bodyguard in charge of personal protection stood outside the car window, watching him motionless.

It wasn't until Li Zitao waved his hand that the bodyguard changed to the car behind. Zhang Yuanzang seemed to have not noticed it, and kept introducing the cultural landscape of Chinatown.