Chapter 120 I'm a black household
In a 57-storey office building on Wall Street, by Hans, who looked the most stable, Ye Lang rented half of the office building on the 23rd floor and hung a sign called Longting Foreign Trade Import and Export Company. Everything was completed in three days. The place where the office was located used to be a small company's office. I don't know if it was closed down or something. Now it's gone. While the owner is eager to find a new tenant, Hans rented it for three years at a price lower than 2% of the market price. Ye Lang and Lan Baobao are quite satisfied with this office space, at least they seem to have such a little style.
Then, Ye Lang called another New York City boss: "Dear Lake, can you do me a favor?"
Leck said with a hypocritical enthusiasm, "Of course, Boss Cang, we are friends and should help each other."
Ye Lang smiled habitually and said, "Well, I'm going to donate 10 million US dollars to the New York Municipal Council. Can you help me with this?"
Leck asked puzzledly, "Can't you solve these things by yourself?" Do you still need help with the donation? ...Well, oh, I understand. Well, you'd better prepare another five million dollars. I need to make some up and down. As you know, the second half of the year is coming, and you'd better be familiar with the relevant etiquette. In addition, everything must be kept secret, otherwise, the top is ugly. You know, my relationship with them is a little familiar with each other. They are not from our class.
Ye Lang said OK, hung up the phone and smiled at Baby Blue: "Everything is OK. It's the easiest thing to get a foothold in Manhattan now."
Blue baby's hands trembled and laughed: "Can I play Wall Street now? Ha ha, I have long wanted to meet these financial tycoons to see how powerful they are.
Ye Lang showed a sarcastic smile: "You're still too young. Now you want to collide with these financial tycoons who have played a lifetime. I said, baby, even if we have done well this year, is it too early to implement the plan to capture Wall Street now?"
Hans came in with two cups of coffee, put it in front of them, and then smiled and said to Ye Lang, "I have seen Sister Lan's plan. Boss, please rest assured that as long as the plan goes smoothly, Sister Lan can openly borrow 350 billion yuan from their boss's banks, so now it can be carried out. With this money, boss, our plan can really be carried out. If we don't make small fights all our lives, we won't be able to achieve the climate.
Baby Blue nodded, showed a smile, picked up the coffee, carefully controlled his trembling hands not to splash out the coffee, and said in one gulp, "Hans's words are right. Our development is very fast, and we need a lot of money to make up for the loopholes caused by our excessive development. Without worries, we can Only by fully controlling New York City and controlling New York City can we have the capital to start a plan to dominate the earth.
Ye Lang smiled, nodded gently, and accepted her praise with a unique Chinese implicit. As for the last idea of Blue Baby wanting to dominate the earth, Ye Lang directly filtered it. This girl didn't know when to start. Sometimes she always wanted to dominate the earth or something, and encouraged Ye Lang to establish it all day long. Her own troops, even in her plan, have already appeared a sharp soldier plan, and this opportunity can be seen everywhere.
Ye Lang neither stopped nor obeyed the idea of Blue Baby, but with Blue Baby's nonsense, you know that they also have a lot of money now, and it seems that it is okay for Blue Baby to spend a little casually.
After such trivial things, Ye Lang has entered February, but this is also the month of China's traditional Spring Festival. Ye Lang sat on the rooftop on the highest floor of New York City, with great thoughts in his heart, and the continuous drizzle began to toss people again. Such an ancient city, shrouded in a glorious aura, but has begun to fall, if nothing exciting happens, then life is like the scenery outside the window, and there is no interest at all.
Ye Lang fiddled with a small paper cutter in his hand, and his falcon-like eyes stared at the two priests on the sidewalk opposite the street and maliciously thought: "A knife flew out of here. I don't know if I can penetrate their heads." However, looking at the power behind them, Ye Lang gave up this plan. The knife falling from a high altitude may be able to penetrate people's skull bones. It would feel very cool, but when it provoked the divine court, the joy was great.
Unlike other bosses, Ye Lang's facade is purely to prove that he is a legitimate businessman and that his business can be his own identity as a big boss, so in fact, there is nothing to do in daily life. Several girls and clerks recruited were also staring at the simple report in front of them. They didn't seem to understand why seven people were busy with the entry and exit of hundreds of tons of ore, and even their supervisor Hans was desperately busy.
Jack took Heim to watch the house in his field, and it was impossible for a table of people to play cards. Ye Lang moved his body and sighed, "The world says that immortals are good. Damn, thousands of years of loneliness. Let's see if you are good. Now the days are almost suffocating me. Why don't people in the dark world put bombs at the headquarters of the Divine Court? These days, the dark world and the bright court have become so quiet. Ye Lang knows that they are brewing new plans, which will be wonderful in the future, but he is so boring now.
Ye Lang looked helplessly at the blue baby who was looking at the fashion journal and said depressingly, "Baby Philly, I'm a traditional good man. I don't take drugs, prostitutes, and don't harm society? Why are good people like me so boring?"
Baby Blue jumped up quickly, walked to him, kicked him, and said with a smile, "How about going to Wall Street with me when you are so bored?"
Ye Lang lay on the ground and said, "I won't go to Wall Street to practice with those old men. Well, regardless of that, they won't let go of the opportunity to make a fortune anyway. Baby, is there anything fun recently? Song and dance? Opera? Polo? Or what?"
Blue baby grabbed his ear and twisted it gently and said, "No, there are only a few football games that you are least interested in. Hee hee, it's better to go shopping with me."
Ye Lang said resolutely, "You can ask Hans to accompany you. I will never go shopping with you."
Ye Lang suffered a lot from shopping with Lanbao. Not to mention that Ye Lang had just come to this world, Ye Lang had been afraid of Lanbao for a long time, so he would rather be bored than go shopping with Lanbao.
Lan Baobao meditated for a moment, bent down on him, and whispered in Ye Lang's ear, "Well, let's go to the Chinese settlement to have a look. The two of us sneak out and don't let Hans know, so that a group of people will follow us. It's too troublesome... I like rainy days very much.
Ye Lang naturally understood why Baby Blue likes the rainy season. Ye Lang nodded, stood up, grabbed the coat thrown randomly on the boss's table in front of him, secretly pulled Baby Blue and ran away.
Hans, who was struggling with the typewriter, raised his head and looked at the young man next to him who was guiding a blonde girl. Hans looked at the sneaky figures of Ye Lang and Lan Baobao, shook his head helplessly, bent down enthusiastically, put his hand on the clerk's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Oh, is it here? There may be a little error in the data, but it doesn't matter. Our boss won't care about the loss of thousands of yuan... Do you have time tonight? If the boss doesn't come back, we can go to dinner together.
Ye Lang stood in the elevator with Blue Baby in his arms, surrounded by several other Chinese people, all of whom were employees of a Chinese trading company upstairs. Blue Baby looked at Ye Lang strangely. Ye Lang had no idea of saying hello to his compatriots. He had a rigid face, as if he were not black and yellow skin. On the contrary, a middle-aged man in his forties asked Ye Lang with great interest: "Where is this friend from? How many years have you been in the United States?"
When the elevator door opened, Ye Lang was out of the most basic courtesy and said, "Me? Am I a black householder in the mainland or smuggled to the United States.
Ye Lang answered the uncle's question honestly. According to the rules of the world, Ye Lang is really a black household. The accounts he uses now are all made by Heifeng for him. If you want to search carefully, there must be no such person on the light brain.
Coming to the United States also came by smuggling. You should know that Ye Lang's movement on Mars was so great that he got an artifact and destroyed an artifact, which simply made the dark world go crazy. There is no way to leave Mars without smuggling. This is still under the full cover of the Star General's Wild War Legion, with the army. For the reason of the exercise, a military warship was found and Ye Lang was smuggled away. In order to send Ye Lang away, General Xingkong had to pretend to conduct a regular exercise.
However, Ye Lang's honest answer must be looked at by others.
Several Chinese looked at the strange-looking Ye Lang and went out with a peerless beauty in his arms. A young man gently exclaimed, "Well, I seem to have seen this person in the newspaper..."
After more than ten days of drizzling rain, the sky finally stopped, and the sky showed a gray light. Although a pressure in the air was still breathless, at least it was much brighter. In the suburbs of New York City, within a few blocks where Chinese are concentrated, Lan Baobao looked at the Chinese signboards on both sides of the street with great interest, listened to those southern and northern Chinese, and asked Ye Lang, "Where are they from?"
Ye Lang shook his head and said, "I can't hear it. I used to come from Hunan and have been on the mountain. I don't quite understand their words. Let's see what the baby likes. Chinese things are still much cheaper than Western goods.
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