Chapter 37: The Majesty of the BOSS

The Great Depression was terrible, the 22nd district was very peaceful, and the 24th district, where the black families such as Samude belonged to, was also very comfortable in the next block.

They have plenty of food, cozy old houses, machine guns and bullets for their safety, and large cash deposits that give them confidence in the future.

Halloween is coming, but no one wants to celebrate. Even the families who want to celebrate can no longer find the festive atmosphere. Panic and despair are the current themes.

Li Zitao came to the crowded club in his newly bought Rolls, and went upstairs amidst respectful greetings.

"Ben, have you chosen a suitable target?" Li Zitao pushed open the door of the office, and saw a group of people enjoying coffee and beer leisurely.

"BOSS." Ben stood up from the sofa and pulled up a chair to sit beside him.

Li Zitao was sitting on the sofa, and a stack of blank papers filled with various analysis data was handed over to him. These were the suitable industries that Ben had selected for him.

"What I need is not the data, but your suggestion." Li Zitao put the things back into his hands directly, and he felt a headache when he saw the homework. This problem has not been cured.

"..." mmp!

Ben once again went into a runaway state. These are the excellent industries he selected through hard work, and they were only in trouble for a short time. They were once sought after by investors!

In order to ensure the authenticity of each piece of information, Ben made continuous phone calls all day and all night, mobilizing all his connections before finalizing the list.

unnecessary? Then you can choose whatever you want! Believe it or not, I flipped the table!

"I'm so tired, I really want to retire." Ben couldn't complain anymore.

"General, UUS, American Radio Corporation..." Ben directly pointed to the names to show him, and he no longer expected BOSS to read complicated reports.

Pointing out more than a dozen companies one after another, Ben said feebly: "It is recommended to hold for a long time."

They didn't buy many stocks of these companies, ranging from a few hundred shares to thousands of shares, and the proportions were all in single digits.

Although the stock price has been falling, anyone can see the potential of these companies, and most of them are also controlled by wealthy families with rich assets.

They have a profound background, even in the Great Depression, they can still maintain a decent life, and they cannot be easily shaken.

However, with the sell-off of small investors and middle-class families, Ben is still absorbing continuously, and I believe that the proportion of holdings in the future will become higher and higher.

"Well, these sound good." General Motors, this Li Zitao knew that the giant in the automotive field in his previous life seemed to have made war fortunes, so the stocks were kept.

As for the rest...

Li Zitao has never heard of any of them, but he must not panic at this time, he must remain calm on the surface, his eyes must be wise, and he must maintain the majesty of the boss, and he must not panic!

"How is this company?" Li Zitao asked, pointing to the name Freeport Sulfur Company.

"FSC, a small company established in Dezhou, is mainly engaged in the mining industry. At present, it mainly focuses on manganese ore. The downstream manufacturers that provide raw materials for the steel industry should have a good prospect."

Ben is not God and cannot predict the future, so he dare not answer the boss's question with a positive tone.

"I also think it's good. How many shares does this company have?" Hearing Ben's answer of "yes", Li Zitao thought, "That's right." '

"420,000 shares, accounting for 36% of the shares." Mahathir said.

"When the acquisition reaches 65%, let people look for suitable minerals, copper mines, and buy copper mines." As a boss, you must have a big budget, buy, buy, buy.

As for why you want to buy copper mines, of course it is because Ben once mentioned that the stocks in the copper mining industry are worth holding.

"Philip, it's a pity that they don't sell razors." Li Zitao muttered casually.

"By the way, how is the stock market at present?" Thinking of the business, Li Zitao's eyes lit up.

"Boss, I'm just about to report to you that among the 132 company stocks we still hold in our hands..."

Jonny felt that the opportunity to perform had come, so he got up excitedly, and was about to make a long speech.

"Wait." Li Zitao raised his hand to stop, and turned his gaze to Ben beside him.

"Ahem...according to the current price, it's almost 300 million." Facing Jonny's weird gaze, Ben said in pain, covering his face.

"Well, not bad, come on!" Li Zitao came in a happy mood and left contentedly. It was a fulfilling day!

"..." The office fell into a brief silence. The think tanks with online IQs all the year round felt that their brains were not enough at this moment. They really were soy saucers!

"BOSS doesn't like to hear too complicated reports, just tell him the profit." In order to ease the embarrassment of the atmosphere, Ben maintained a serious expression.

"Well, Boss... very straightforward," Johnny said.

"It can save time." Maiden followed.

"Sincerely." Graun.

"Not hypocritical." Pabol.

"Confidence." Mahathir.

"...professional." Michelle thought painfully.

There was only the only woman left on the scene, and Sanil hadn't spoken yet. When everyone's eyes were on her, she put down the glass calmly, "Handsome."

Pfft~~K·O.

There is no more perfect flattery than a woman complimenting a man on his handsomeness, especially if the lady is beautiful.

Since the Dow Jones Index fell below 29 and the celebration banquet ended, everyone including Ben made up his mind to become a member of the "think tank" named by Li Zitao.

They enjoy such an exciting life and prefer to follow a generous boss, and Li Zitao has been very generous from the beginning to the end.

The $100,000 check is just to let them concentrate on their work and give their families a reassurance. Isn't such a boss generous enough?

Although they could ask for a reward, who would be willing to leave now?

You must know their compensation ratio, but it will increase with the total income, 200 million is 4%, and they have achieved this goal.

But this is far from the limit, 6%, 8%, or even the last 12%.

This is what everyone, including Ben, is looking forward to, leaving now?

Lennon out of his mind?

The affairs of the stock market were handled by professionals. After returning to District 22 from the club, Li Zitao and the representatives of the owners held the first session of the owners' committee in the barracks.

"Fast food, with a variety of collocations, low prices, and sufficient portions, spread like a honeycomb throughout the entire IL (Illinois),

Unified decoration, unified training, unified slogan and store name, forming a strong brand effect, quickly occupying all markets,..."

Li Zitao is brainwashing the representatives of the owners, fast food, this is his plan.

What the Chinese are good at abroad are laundries, restaurants and grocery stores, but these three are already in a saturated state for the current market.

If you want everyone to get rich together, you need a brand new industry. Li Zitao chose fast food.

"The food doesn't have to be particularly delicious, comparable to the taste of high-end restaurants, but it must be clean, hygienic, not unpalatable, and the most important thing is to be fast, fast, fast!!"

Say the important thing three times. Hearing what he said, the owner representatives also knew that this was the important point. They lowered their heads, opened the small notebook, and marked the important point.

"Urban bicycle delivery, delivery staff must maintain a clean and tidy appearance, I will arrange a uniform dress, and the mental outlook must be clean, clean, and clean!"

He bowed his head and continued to highlight the key points, but Li Zitao's mouth was dry. With the little ink in his stomach, there was only so much he could say.

"After I go back, I will divide the areas myself. The focus can be on gas stations, road intersections, and busy intersections. Finally, mark them on the map and hand them over to me for review."

Creativity, technology, and the company belong to Li Zitao. All families can only obtain franchise qualifications, which is commonly known as franchising. What Li Zitao needs is checks and balances, not stocking.

"Uncle Li, you can let Brother Samode's family members be responsible for delivering meals in the city, which is safe and secure, and can also provide a job for black friends."

Huang Fangfang's daughter, the little girl whom Li Zitao once gave her $5, stood up and spoke on behalf of all the owners.

"Brother, it's brother." Correcting the little girl's wrong address again, Li Zitao looked at the others and asked, "Does everyone have any opinions?"

"No." The uniform caliber is very neat.

"That's good, the work of the food delivery staff will be arranged by Summer." That's also good, just like what Yanyan said, using your own people is safe and secure, and it can also provide jobs.

"Uncle Li, what name do we want?" the spokesperson Yanyan got up.

"It's my brother." Li Zitao held his forehead in a hopeless manner, "I've already thought of the name, and when I choose a suitable place, I will conduct unified training for you."

He couldn't figure it out, Samo was obviously so old, and he was only 17 years old, so he looked younger than him.

Why did Huang Yanyan come to see him as his uncle and Samo as his elder brother?

The hip-hop style and funny attributes inherent in black people are not at all what Li Zitao could have expected. Samode is very prestigious among children!

"Hurry up, hurry up, FK, haven't you had enough to eat? Could it be that the cheese and chicken wings at noon were stuffed in from the bottom, hurry up..."

Amidst the furious roar, Hans, like a hopping turkey, kept urging the rookie who was running over obstacles.

In the general environment affected by the disaster, more and more white people joined SHIELD. Li Zitao gave the instructors an order to keep only suitable ones.

Of course, the Chinese are exceptions, they are all poor people who cannot return to their homeland, and they can help if they can.

"Sir, do you need manpower?" Walking on the once bustling streets, you can occasionally see applicants who want to try their luck.

Well-dressed people are their targets. With the double insurance of the police and Paul, and all the small gangs with no eyesight have been driven out of the city, the law and order in Chicago is not bad.

It's just that every pedestrian's face is full of haste and worry, even those rich people who are gorgeously dressed and regarded as hope by the poor are no exception.

"I'm here to see Chief Grant." The brand new white Rolls stopped in front of the police station, and Li Zitao entered the police station accompanied by bodyguards.