Chapter 52: The Golden Arches

Golden Arch Company, there is no such thing as a "limited company" in this era, and he can only accept this somewhat low-key statement.

The Kingdom of McDonald's is developing in an orderly manner. Owners flock out of the community. They walk the streets and alleys, looking for suitable stores in the planned area.

And Li Zitao was also not idle here. He called together the black families in the 24th district and held the first owner representative meeting in the 24th district.

"I want you to know that I created a new business model for Chinese families, McDonald's, fast food, chain industries,

Let them rely on their own hands and efforts to earn a superior and wealthy life. "

His tone paused slightly, and when he saw the envy in the eyes of the black people present, Li Zitao smiled with satisfaction: "Now, I want you to join in and share this feast together..."

It is not McDonald's that Li Zitao wants black families to join. If someone travels to Shuilanxing like him, they will know its name, 'Subway. '

"There are 6 million people in IL, 120 million people in the United States, and 2 billion people in the world. Not everyone likes a burger with meatloaf, minced onions, pickles, and cream.

It's like some people like French food, some people like Chinese food, some people like Italian, I need you to cook different fast food, sandwiches, mainly cheese and salad..."

Li Zitao chattered about his "foodie" kingdom, and at the same time Ben and the others returned from their vacations, and there were still many things they needed to do.

Regarding Samuel’s industry, it has begun to enter the review stage, which will be taken over by outsourced accounting companies and lawyers, and the think tank is only responsible for sending people to monitor the review process and progress.

On the other hand, Buildings 400-410 in Michigan have also started preliminary contact and negotiation. Theater 13 will be faster and directly enter the negotiation stage, which will take time.

And copper mines...

It hurts my brain to mention this matter, why is BOSS so obsessed with copper mines, and even thought of a new name for FSC, 'Freeport Copper and Gold Mining Company. '

As long as they get 65% of the shares, they will first change their name.

If Ben knew all this because of one word from him, he would definitely slap himself.

"The boss's taste is too unique..." The boss of another family is concerned about the acquisition and ownership of a company, what reforms should be implemented, how to strengthen control, how to make profits, and how to make this company earn a lot of money for themselves.

What my boss is concerned about is, "Why did the company change its name..."

Ben thought back to the conversation that day: "Boss, why aren't we called the Copper Gold Diamond Mining Company?"

I saw Li Zitao turned around and looked at him with a look of caring for the mentally retarded, "The copper mine is so low, it will lower the grade of diamonds, and buy another company another day..."

Parked the newly bought Ford in front of the club gate, Ben straightened his brand new crimson tie, and walked towards Club No. 22 in high spirits.

The current No. 22 club is more like a professional analysis think tank.

Members seldom appear here, but whenever there is a need, they will call the first time to ask some questions or ask for professional help.

"Ben." Seeing Ben coming back, the colleagues at work all greeted him friendly.

"Thank you." He raised his hand to greet everyone, and Ben sat at the desk.

First, he opened the leather bag, and put the glasses case, notebook, and pen on the table. Ben knocked on the table with his hand, making a 'bang bang' sound.

Seeing everyone's concentrated eyes, Ben restrained his smile and said seriously: "Now, I need to know all your progress, within an hour."

The decisive voice made the office busy, and everyone hurried back and forth, speeding up their steps and speed.

After finishing the program,

The annual salary of the 9-person team is tentatively set at 20,000 US dollars, and the annual salary of other core members is 10,000 US dollars.

You must know that in this day and age, even the top investment bank CEO’s annual salary is only $6,000, and no one wants to lose such a job.

...

Everything is going according to a specific track, but excluding what Wang Dagou is facing, he has been searching the slums for 2 days, and there is no progress yet.

"FK, I'm about to be annoyed by those reporters, Wang, you need to speed up." The loose police uniform was stretched into tights by Grant, and he ran in angrily.

"Where is this place, don't they know?" Wang Dagou also didn't like the reporters outside, but he knew he couldn't offend them.

The New York Times, the Chicago Tribune, the Los Angeles Times, the New York Post, and the HSD Post are all newspapers with huge influence and a surprising number of publications.

And that tough reporter from the Times, with a nose like a hound's, where did she get the news.

"Influential newspapers across the United States are paying attention to this place. Once a vicious incident occurs, both of us will suffer. Wang, be careful."

Grant looked at him with a pale face. He knew there would be trouble when he agreed to this matter, but he really didn't expect it to be so troublesome.

"George." After Grant left, Wang Dagou fell into deep thought, and called George to his side: "We need to speed up, and we must not abuse violence, which will cause trouble for Charlie, and any public opinion now may lead to large-scale protests .”

Every day after Wang Dagou finishes training, he also needs to learn about language, culture, social interaction and other aspects.

Wang Dagou has his own judgment on the current situation. The United States is now like a powder keg, and anything may become the spark that detonates it.

"Maybe we should use the method of offering a reward. Here, 5 dollars can buy a life." George suggested.

"Okay, tell them, if you can prove who did it, I'll pay $100." Wang Dagou growled fiercely.

If it weren't for these reporters, this incident should have ended long ago. Now they can only conduct a blockade investigation here in the name of assisting the Chicago police.

As long as they have a little excessive behavior, they will be stared at by those reporters, which makes Wang Dagou feel aggrieved.

The same Li Zitao did not expect that this matter would become so troublesome.

The reason why he went to war was not only to give vent to the men who were shot, but also to show off his muscles again and tell those who stared at him, "I am stronger."

He has money, people, and guns, so that those greedy predators can think about whether it is worth provoking him before they want to do it.

Ben's mad move of $500 million in the stock market could not escape the attention of interested people. Maybe they didn't notice it at the beginning, and they didn't notice it in the middle.

But in the process of leaving, the flow of a large amount of funds will definitely attract attention. Li Zitao is not sure if anyone will think of him, but he will always remain vigilant.

"With Grant believing that nothing will happen, it's time for Brother Gou to take care of himself." Li Zitao hopes that in the future he can independently support S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Jessie." Li Zitao called out the door.

The little secretary ran in stepping on the soft carpet, her face was flushed, she lowered her head with strange eyes and muttered: "Boss, it's working time now."

You could tell what she was thinking just by looking at her expression, the corners of Li Zitao's eyes twitched, and he thought to himself, "Is this starting to collapse?"

"What are you thinking about? Give this to Ben and let him reply as soon as possible." Li Zitao handed the document to her.

When the little elk took the document and turned to leave, Li Zitao looked at her cropped skirt and straight beautiful legs, and slightly stiffened to show his respect.

"Boss." A smiling monk appeared at the door.

"Come in, you look pretty good!" Li Zitao leaned back and looked at him with a smile on his face. His slim suit looked neat and energetic.

"Mr. Nucky paid the bill." The monk scratched his head and smiled foolishly, sitting opposite him.

"Thank you for this trip." Li Zitao took two bottles of beer from the wine rack, raised his thumb, opened the bottle cap and put it in front of him and said, "Try it."

"Boss, this wine is really delicious." The monk took a sip, said something with bright eyes, raised his head and drank it.

"I prepared 20 boxes at the training camp, and I will celebrate slowly when I go back. I can drink whatever I want tonight." Li Zitao told Lao Huang to prepare them when they came back.

"Thank you, Boss." The monk stood up excitedly, and took out three folded checks and put them on the table, "Boss, this is the payment for the next three months."

I picked it up and took a look. The first one was 66,000, and the second and third ones were 126,000.

"It's yours. Go back and share with everyone. It's a subsidy for this trip." Li Zitao stuffed the first and second checks into the monk's pocket, leaving only one in the drawer.

"..." The monk looked at him excitedly, his eyes were slightly red, and he looked like he was about to cry.

S.H.I.E.L.D.'s task division is 55, and Li Zitao gave them an extra $33,000, and 80 people's points also earned more than $400, which is equivalent to half a year's income of a middle-class family.

"Hey hey hey, I told you not to cry! The newly bought carpet is handmade in India, so expensive." Li Zitao said funny.

"En." Wiping the corners of his eyes dumbfounded, "Boss, I'm going back."

"Go, go! I will give you three days off and rest well." The requirements of the training camp are the strictest. Without Li Zitao's permission, he has to return to the team for training tomorrow.

Everything that can be done has been done. It seems that the matter that the little elk was handed over to Ben just now will not be concluded for a while. Li Zitao is going to go for another gorgeous mile.

The 'vase' that West gave him hasn't been brought back yet, so he has to go there himself, to save the old man from playing tricks, and he has to keep an eye on the people who carry it, so that he doesn't break it carelessly.

"Jessie, prepare the car." Li Zitao brought the elk to West Antique Store.

Just as he opened the door to tease the old man, he saw an unexpected person, "Julianna, why are you here?"

"Li?" Juliana was also a little surprised.

"I'm here to look for West, so I can move some of my own things." Li Zitao winked at the old man sitting behind the table,

"Little bastard, I gave it to you." West blew his beard angrily and stared.

"Give it to me and it's mine. Don't you understand this truth?" Li Zitao liked to see this old man angry, it was very interesting.

"Uncle West, how did you and Li meet?" Juliana's expression was a little strange, why did she feel that the two seemed very close.

"Uncle?" Li Zitao was a little surprised.

"Hmph, what? Do you want to pursue Juliana? Please, I'll help you, she's the one I look up to." West rolled his eyes and smiled triumphantly with his arms around her.

"Heh, heh..." Sneered three times, and the transporting carriage arrived, Li Zitao staggered his figure, pointed to the 'vase' on the shelf and said, "Move."