Chapter 63 Lawyers

In District 22, Li Zitao was lying on a wooden rocking chair, lazily basking in the sun, next to a small elk standing with his hands tied, and three little secretaries who came to report work.

"Boss, Bechtel's final purchase price is 1.1 million, and the other party has requested that employees not be dismissed within 2 years."

Seeing Li Zitao nodding, Tia continued: "We recruited a total of 5,175 Chinese and 2,154 Germans from the four surrounding states.

In addition, 800 people are employed in CA (California), plus Bechtel's original 3,000 workers, a total of more than 11,000 workers, with a daily salary of $2..."

"Got it, next one." Li Zitao interrupted the other party's narration.

Tia backed away unwillingly, and looked at Ava who was full of F beside her, stepping forward triumphantly, and cursed inwardly, 'Bichi. '

"Boss, Mayor Karl's secretary called. They have selected a suitable place for the Los Angeles branch of S.H.I.E.L.D. and want to invite you to inspect it in person."

"No." Li Zitao rubbed his chin, and whispered: "Let Sanier send someone to go, and you will follow."

"Okay, BOSS." Ava leaned over and smiled sweetly, the drooping giant almost hit Li Zitao's head, making him swallow uncontrollably.

This woman's figure is too domineering, comparable to that of Ika, the number one socialite in her previous life, and Ava's skeleton is thinner, and the giant supporting her is even more magnificent.

Sometimes Li Zitao wonders whether she has to be careful every time she walks, otherwise she will lose her balance and throw herself on the ground.

"Boss, the legal team you need is already in place, and the two responsible persons are waiting outside." Amy stepped forward calmly, and knocked Ava away with her raised butt.

"Oh? Let me introduce their information." Li Zitao's eyes lit up, and he turned his attention away from 'Baby Football'.

"Saliyev Gandaul Barr, an immigrant from the Soviet Union, graduated from Cambridge Law School with a master's degree, because of his birth, he could not be treated fairly at work...

Aimo Amu, a native of country Y, also graduated from Cambridge Law School with a doctorate degree, and was an assistant to the Royal Lawyers..."

One is because the Soviet nationality is excluded in various ways, and the other is because of the status of a woman, she will never be valued, which is a bit of sympathy.

"Is there anything else?" Li Zitao looked at the secretaries with different styles.

Seeing the neat shaking of their heads, the little elk who had been serving as the background wall politely invited them out.

The little secretaries are full of envy for this, but they are also a little accustomed to it.

Everyone knows that she is the most trusted and favorite personal secretary of the BOSS, as well as their direct supervisor, plus her always offline IQ, it is really not popular.

"Boss, Mr. Saliev and Ms. Aimo are here." The little elk whispered to Li Zitao, who was asleep with his eyes closed.

Li Zitao acted as if he hadn't heard it, the rolling sound of the rocking chair was the only sound that could be heard at the scene.

After 20 minutes, Li Zitao opened his eyes and looked at the two who waited patiently with satisfaction. "People who are patient can always eat the most delicious fruit."

"Mr. Li, my consulting fee is $200 per hour, and less than one hour will be counted as one hour." Aimo looked at him calmly, spreading his white and flawless palms.

"..." Well, can you pretend to beep well?

Look at the people next door, and then look at the people who play the system, everyone worships in minutes, 'I must be a fake protagonist. '

"Cough, do you two have any requirements for salary?" Li Zitao changed the subject awkwardly.

"$4,000," Aymo said.

"US$3,600." Saliev said in unison.

Hearing Aimo's salary request, Saliev regretted a little. He didn't expect that this female colleague had a bigger heart than him.

With an annual salary of 4,000 US dollars, why should she?

"It seems that the two of you are full of confidence in yourself, which is very good." Li Zitao stood up, looked at them confidently and said, "As long as it satisfies me, salary is not a problem."

"Then I don't know how to satisfy you, BOSS." Aymo directly changed her address, this woman is very adaptable.

"Do everything I ordered and prevent any mistakes that may occur. This is what you all have to do." Li Zitao said with a serious face.

"I have no problem." Saliev's reaction was quick this time, and his family was almost out of control.

"I can do it too." After pondering for two seconds, Aymo nodded in response.

"Very good." Li Zitao pointed to Samoyev and said, "I need you to set up the company's legal department, which is directly responsible to Mahathir. If you have other questions, you can contact my secretary."

"Aimo, act as my legal advisor first. Believe me, it's no easier than the legal department." Li Zitao did not exaggerate.

It can be said that Mahathir is currently busy with his personal affairs for most of the time. Li Zitao wants to rescue this think tank lawyer and return him to his proper position.

"Understood." The two nodded.

"Jesse, take them to the club. The annual salary is tentatively set at $4,000, and the others are $1,500. After signing the contract, you can pay half a year's salary in advance." Li Zitao patted the little elk's buttocks, and when he turned around, he saw Aimo There was a little more vigilance in his eyes.

"..." This was a completely subconscious action. After the three of them left, Li Zitao touched the bridge of his nose in embarrassment, "The image in the eyes of the new subordinates is completely ruined."

The blue and white building, the McDonald's franchise store, and the building of the Oscar Star Theater, these three things all came together at the end of the year, making the people below busy.

However, Li Zitao is very leisurely. He listens to the secretary's report at home every day, signs signatures, and makes phone calls. Naturally, someone else will be responsible for other matters.

If he had to do everything by himself, set up a think tank, and hire all kinds of talents with high salaries, what is the purpose? To show mercy and do good deeds?

So Li Zitao, who was idle and flustered, planned to organize a Thanksgiving dinner in District 22.

Thanksgiving was not yet a legal holiday in 1929, although President Lincoln said in 1863 that it would be a national holiday.

However, many American families still prepare sumptuous dinners for their families to celebrate the festival according to the Thanksgiving dates of each state, which can be regarded as a reward for the hard work of the year.

IL's Thanksgiving is on November 29th. Li Zitao plans to hold a carnival party for 3 consecutive days to let his students relax.

Newspapers and radios bring worse and worse news every day, and the oppressive atmosphere in the city silences the smiles in life.

On the street, people hurried past and then left quickly, with hesitation on their faces. This atmosphere seriously affected the enthusiasm and spirit of the students.

In recent days, the problem children sent by Major Dwight have also begun to show nervousness, anxiety, and restlessness. This is not a good phenomenon.

"Old Huang, how are things getting ready?" Back home, Li Zitao happened to see Lao Huang hang up the phone and pick up a pen to record something in his notebook.

"All the food at the party is jointly in charge of the Pangma Hotel and the Ritz Hotel. They will deliver the food before 4 o'clock. 500 pieces of QD beer, 20 barrels of whiskey, 10 barrels of vodka, and 50 barrels of rum have been packed The car departs, desserts..."

"Okay, as long as you're ready, I don't worry about your work. I'll notify them first." Li Zitao ran out the door with some fear, and he couldn't stand Lao Huang.

Everyone knows that he is most troubled by reports like this, and telling him 'good' or 'no good' is the end of it, but Lao Huang has always maintained this rigorous style.

As for this well-organized compatriot who has been doing logistical work and taking care of the training camp and accounts, he is too embarrassed to reprimand him, so he can only choose to run away.

"Hans, Hans, let everyone come and assemble." Li Zitao shouted to the chief instructor Hans who was supervising the training.

"Boss, what's the matter?" Hans ordered everyone to assemble, and asked Li Zitao beside him.

"Good thing, I have prepared a Thanksgiving + New Year's Crazy Party. For three days and three nights, you can enjoy delicious food and get drunk. How about this surprise?"

As soon as Li Zitao finished speaking, Hans became excited and shouted loudly: "Thank you boss, this is really great."

"Then it's up to you to announce the good news. In addition, have you and your companions considered bringing your family here?"

The purpose of letting six German instructors bring their family members here is to prevent some of their family members from being brainwashed by the little dwarf in the future.

You must know that the little man's mouth escape level is definitely MAX, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is the strongest mouth escape. Li Zitao does not want a traitor or a cheating child to appear among them one day.

"Everyone is thinking about it." Hans and his comrades have such a plan, but they haven't made up their minds yet.

Because of World War I, the living environment in country D is not very good, and the two places are separated all the year round, and they take jujube pills emotionally.

But the people of country D like their own culture very much, and rarely choose to settle in other countries.

"Think carefully, after all, you still have to work here for a long time." Li Zitao didn't persuade him much, as it was too early for that war, and there was plenty of time to prepare.

"Yes, thank you BOSS for your concern." Hans said seriously.

Seeing that the team had assembled, Li Zitao left with a smile, followed by the little elk who came back from the club.

"How long will it take for the renovation of Shuanglian Building?" Li Zitao walked casually with the little elk. Shuanglian Building is the new name of Building 400.

"In 3 days, the painting will be finished soon, and the brand new office supplies factory is rushing to make it." Little Elk said.

"Where's Aimo?" Li Zitao hoped that she could take over Mahathir's work as soon as possible.

"Already on the way to the airport, she will handle the handover with Mahathir in Hollywood. Aymo asked me to tell BOSS, and she will take care of everything."

"It seems that she is a woman who is not to be outdone." Li Zitao smiled indifferently.

"Where is the renovation plan of McDonald's?" The peripheral staff of the think tank have already searched for suitable places in various states.

He is still waiting for McDonald's to detonate the market and live a good life collecting rent and counting money at home!

"I seem to have mentioned it, January? February?" The little elk narrowed his eyes and muttered in his mouth.

"..." What does my mother want you for?

Pulling the little elk, who was still in a daze, back to the room, deafening cheers came from the training ground, 'Oh~Long live the boss...'

Immediately afterwards, the sound of "encouragement of love," papa papa sounded in the room...

A set of rage death combos, plus a new skill <Fire and Poisonous Dragon Drill>, Li Zitao finally ended the battle with <Magma Jet>.

It was only after he walked out of the room refreshed that he realized that the little elk was still useful.