Chapter 93: The Wrangler Is a Horse Breeder

The think tank discussed this issue with him, and finally came up with two solutions.

1. Li Zitao tried to find a way to donate (purchase) titles to the Y/F powerhouse.

Two, marry a real noble descendant and let yourself blend in.

This is the only suggestion that the think tank can think of, and it is not easy to achieve these.

It's not Li Zitao's self-deprecation, this is the naked reality.

Only Rockefeller, Morgan, Carnegie, Mellon, Artus, these top white families in Europe and America can be recognized by European nobles in the United States.

Except for Carnegie, whose homage is entirely due to the achievements of the steel magnate.

If Morgan hadn't stepped in, maybe he would have become a true legend, not a legend that will eventually disappear.

But even the descendants of these families desperately wanted to marry a real descendant of European nobles.

It's not the kind of idiot who stares at the name of the aristocrat and shows off his wealth every day.

It is an ancient family with hundreds or even thousands of years of inheritance, and their titles may only be viscount, baron, and earl.

But their family has passed on without interruption with the changes of the times.

Nobles with such a history, even marquises and dukes dare not despise them, and will greet them with friendly greetings when they meet.

Because no one knows whether such a family with a long history will have occasional communication with a certain grand duke, prince, etc. in a certain period of time.

Of course, there are also many fallen nobles among them.

But you can't hold back others' to save face and suffer. '

"Even if I'm so poor that I beg for food, I can't write novels..." Cough cough, this is the intrusion of a certain salty fish.

It is impossible to beg for food, and it is impossible to beg for food in this life.

However, there are a lot of people who want to marry Xiaobaicai in their family, and they are called a wealthy family of "North American soil turtle" by the nobles every day.

Just waiting to marry a Bai Fumei and come back to improve the family's 'golden and magnificent,' blinding 'earth turtle' temperament.

Li Zitao wants to be one of them, except for true love, he can only make himself better than those people.

As for donating titles, Li Zitao thinks it is easier. For example, he made some outstanding contributions during World War II?

But in terms of time, Li Zitao was a little dissatisfied, and it would take another 9 years.

This fucking era is so helpless! !

"Two new subsidiaries were established. KFC is responsible for animal husbandry, planting, breeding, slaughtering, and food processing, and Dexter is responsible for transportation, packaging, agricultural machinery, research and development, etc."

Li Zitao suddenly thought of Veron Po, and hurriedly said, "By the way, there are fresh and fresh salvage."

The golden iron triangle is assembled, McDonald's is in charge of selling, KFC is in charge of cultivating, and Decos is in charge of delivering. It's completely arbitrary!

"Boss, there are currently no vehicles suitable for transportation on the market. Do we need to develop our own?" Ben asked a key question.

"Any suggestions?" Li Zitao was used to this lowly age.

"We've been told that the Chrysler Group is planning to buy Jeep and Plymouth, and maybe we can get there first."

"Jeep? Do they have a car called Wrangler?" Li Zitao looked at Ben with wide eyes and asked.

That is Jeep, the most popular civilian off-road vehicle in later generations.

Although its seat is very hard and its function is very low, it has become an unforgettable feeling for off-road enthusiasts.

As long as you talk about off-road, it is definitely the first thing that pops up in people's minds.

"Uh... what's that?" Ben was confused.

Wrangler, what, a horse breeder? ? ?

"Buy it, and keep an eye on the trends of Ford, Chrysler, and General Motors. If there is a suitable target,

Just buy it first. "

In his previous life, except for the marathon when he was a tadpole, he had never cut off his beard.

Now that there is such a good opportunity, it must be cut off.

As the saying goes; what's mine is mine, and what's yours is mine.

He was relieved to hear that BOSS didn't say, "Buy Chrysler." "It seems that BOSS is still very self-aware occasionally."

One of the three largest automakers in the United States, Chrysler, owns wealth, you only need to look at the Chrysler Building in the center of New York to know.

The Chrysler Building, the first skyscraper built in the world.

Thinking of becoming a winner in life and enjoying the pleasure of cutting off a beard, Li Zitao leaned back happily, grabbed the newspaper on the table and flipped through it.

"Boss, we..." Before Ben finished speaking, Li Zitao jumped up from the sofa.

The two eyeballs stared like salmon, staring straight at the newspaper in his hand: BMW, a famous motorcycle manufacturer in country D, recently announced its entry into the automobile industry.

"From an aircraft factory, the Bavarian Engine Manufacturing Co., Ltd., which has transformed into a motorcycle manufacturing industry, is undoubtedly successful, but they are not satisfied with their current success..."

Li Zitao was not in the mood to read the following reports. He didn't know what the Bavarian Engine Manufacturing AG was.

He didn't know if he transformed from an aircraft factory into a motorcycle, and then developed a car.

But no one knows the future of BMW better than him in this era.

"Don't touch me, hehe, I'm afraid this month is an auspicious day!" Li Zitao shook the newspaper and called Ben to his side.

"Have you seen this company called BMW? Buy as many shares as you want!"

Happiness came too suddenly, and Kip and Don't Touch Me were sent in front of him all at once, and the little boy might not be able to bear it.

"Okay, and boss, I just remembered that there is a chassis manufacturer named Paika in Washington State, and their chassis have been purchased by Ford."

"Buy." Li Zitao would not be in the mood to take care of these trivial matters, a site manufacturer, how could it be worth the excitement from BMW and JEEP.

Only when Pekka produced the classic trailer head that was popular all over the world in his previous life, Li Zitao would understand what he almost missed today.

After finalizing the next plan, Ben led the team back to Chicago overnight.

As a BOSS, Li Zitao only needs to use his lips, but for think tanks, they need to spend time and energy to achieve these things.

Li Zitao didn't stay in New York either. He flew back to Los Angeles, drove straight to Hollywood, and came to a suite at the Roosevelt Hotel.

So, Greta, who was in a sweet dream, suddenly found that the dream had turned into hell, and she was ups and downs like a roller coaster,

Also accompanied by a faint tearing movement and extreme pleasure, "Oh, FK, you bloody beast, you are..."

Hearing the boss and the goddess 'flirting and cursing' inside, the resentful Ava closed the door softly.

"I need to go back to my room and use small toys to soothe my wounded heart, err..."

In the suite, after a set of thousands of rounds, the well-maintained artillery mount can no longer emit a loud roar, only a weak and soft 'hum chirp chirp. '

After being completely released, Li Zitao's excited mood finally calmed down.

He admits that he is a dick, but he is already a dick, not a superman.

Although the storms he has experienced in the past year have allowed him to grow and change, they are not enough to make him completely abandon that 'clumsy heart'. '

You must know that it is an artifact of salted fish, how can you be a salted fish without a 'heart of a dick'?

Li Zitao lay on the bed with his arms around the collapsed Greta, looking at the face that was still warm after the madness, Li Zitao suddenly felt a little bit nervous again. .

"No, I'm going to die..." Greta, who accidentally touched her wrist, was startled.

"Women have three treasures, let's change the channel?" Li Zitao smiled lewdly.

Although I didn't understand what he said, but I knew it was not a good thing by looking at his smile.

So Greta rejected him without hesitation, and drove him out of the room with a strong attitude, and locked the door from the inside by the way.

"Cut, woman." Li Zitao raised his eyebrows in disdain. If he wanted to go in, the broken door wouldn't last even a second.

But think about it or forget it, if she is frightened again, I'm afraid it will cast a shadow on the 'encouragement of love'.

"It's a crime to be too strong!" Li Zitao shook his head shamelessly.

Lying on the sofa and looking at the night sky, Li Zitao occasionally misses the earth in his previous life.

But every time, he quickly left him behind. After all, he had nothing to worry about in that world. Apart from the limited two friends, he had nothing to miss.

And his only two friends, one is the second generation demolition family, the other is a developer, the worst is himself...

After completing the transaction with Morgan, he only had more than 50 million funds left, and he could use no more than 10 million. The money was finally spent.

Li Zitao didn't feel particularly distressed, maybe he was big-hearted, or he didn't see the cash.

If it was the green Franklin who made a mountain of money in front of him, Li Zitao was really not sure if he would be willing to spend it like this.

Although compared with the previous more than 400 million dollars, 10 million seems pitiful.

But in the United States, Li Zitao is still a wealthy local tyrant, the kind with gold.

As April is about to enter, the weather in California is getting colder and colder. The great magician "Grandpa Winter" and the great sage "Grandma Spring" are working hard.

Li Zitao felt dizzy from the busy two months, and he couldn't make it to Mei Lanfang's performance at the Chicago Grand Theater in mid-February.

Mainly Hollywood 'things' are too busy, ahem...

However, Li Zitao deliberately let the little elk act as a representative to go to the Grand Theater to sit in charge.

Li Zitao tilted his head and fell asleep in a daze. When he opened his eyes again, the warm sunlight filled the room.

Greta was sitting on the chaise longue next to her, wearing a silk pajamas, her fair skin was faintly visible, holding a book in her hand, reading it with relish.

"What are you looking at?" Li Zitao asked suddenly.

"Kafka's Castle, unfortunately, the novel was not completed until he died." Greta looked a little melancholy.

Not for this excellent work, but for Kafka's life.

Before he passed away, he was unable to complete his hard work, whether this kind of regret would make him unable to rest in peace. "A person's life is really too short."