American Legendary Life

　　 "Mr. Li, the director is waiting for you." Someone led the way.

　　 "Haha, Mr. Li." From a distance, Grant could be seen standing in front of the office door, and the wooden door was wide open waiting for him.

　　 "Mr. Director, you are too polite." Li Zitao didn't know what medicine was sold in his throat and left the bodyguard outside the door and walked into the office alone.

　　Grant closed the door and turned back to his position. His face became serious. "Mr. Li, my people found a group of Italians of unknown origin. They came from Sicily."

　　 When Grant mentioned ‘Sicily,’ Li Zitao's heart moved. The first thing he thought of was Paul's warning and Luciano's gloomy face.

　　 "With a gun?" Li Zitao asked to put down his bowler hat.

　　 "Not an ordinary gun." Grant said mysteriously.

　　Bent over to take out two long poles wrapped in cloth from under the table. Grant opened it and said, "Mauser G98, a precision rifle made in country D, killed a large number of enemy officers remotely in World War I.

　　Weiwosi rifle, country Y, the accuracy is even more amazing, once in the Civil War set a record of 800 yards, the long-range killing of the enemy. "

　　 "..." Li Zitao burst into cold sweat, especially when he heard that someone had shot the enemy 800 yards away with a "Weiwosi rifle".

　　 The other party with these two precision rifles will never come to hunt.

　　 comes from Sicily, targets Chicago, and two advanced precision sniper rifles. Li Zitao admits that he is a bit floating.

　　 He underestimated the technology of this era, and he lacked knowledge and love for the military. He never thought that there was already a sniper rifle at this time.

　　 "Secretary Grant, what about them?" Li Zitao asked with a chill.

　　 "I was locked up, I let my men teach them some lessons, very serious kind." Grant said with an attitude.

　　 "Let them go." After a moment of pondering, Li Zitao stood up.

　　 "What?" Grant thought he had heard it wrong.

　　 "I said, let them go, of course not now, just half an hour later." Li Zitao opened the wooden door and paused in a soft voice: "Eating together tonight."

　　 "Of course, it is my honor to receive your invitation." Isn't Grant waiting now?

　　 walked out of the police station, the cold wind blew, and his brain regained his calmness and keenness. Li Zitao clearly realized that his background was still too weak.

　　 If it wasn’t Grant, he didn’t know if he still had a life to enjoy, then he would be a huge sum of hundreds of millions of dollars.

　　 A brand-new life has just begun, he is so flamboyant, he is a fan of paper, and he has never had time to enjoy it. How can he just leave.

　　 "Multiple friends and multiple paths, Li Zitao, you still have to learn a lot." Clenched his fists and got off in the car, Li Zitao went directly back to the 22nd district.

　　 "Samo, take a few people to the police station, good friends send us a big gift." After handing over the matter to Samo, Li Zitao stayed in the room waiting for his news.

　　Two hours later, Satsuma had to come back, took out a wrapped burlap from his pocket, and opened it in front of him.

　　 "The treatment is very clean, they should have reached the beach on the east side now." Samo said quietly, putting away the cloth bags.

　　 "Well, hard." Although the immediate trouble was resolved, Li Zitao knew that the future godfather would not stop there.

　　 "Nucky, I think you need some help..." Hanging up the phone, Li Zitao's eyes again showed the cold-hearted killing intention that once made Wang Dagu tremble, and he was angry.

　　 "George, I'm having some trouble now." Sitting face to face in the room with George Johnson, Li Zitao looked at him and said straight.

　　 "BOSS, what kind of trouble?" George was somewhat restrained.

　　 He knows that he is no longer a soldier now, but he also has the pride of being a soldier. If Li Zitao's request requires him to break his vows, George will be difficult to do.

　　 But he also didn't want to lose his current life. The stock market disaster that swept the United States was getting worse and worse, and bad news could be heard in the newspaper and radio every day.

　　If you lose this secure job, George doesn’t know how to feed her family. A veteran wants to get a monthly salary of $500. Go to hell!

　　 That's right, with Li Zitao's big money, everyone's salary has been greatly improved, including those who only need to train every day.

　　Each instructor's monthly salary rose from US$100 to US$500, the chef's monthly salary rose to US$250, and the doctor's monthly salary is now US$600.

　　 This doctor is extremely grateful for being "tied" here. If it were not for this wonderful fate, now he might be taking all his belongings and being ejected from his house.

　　 There are also students of S.H.I.E.L.D. who can get a training subsidy of 100 US dollars per month, which makes their enthusiasm for training even higher.

　　 Everywhere is layoffs, unemployment, bankruptcy, and wages are rising here, of course, George does not want to leave.

　　 "I need you to take someone to Atlantic City, while protecting a person, you may need to solve some trouble." Just when George was entangled, Li Zitao said his request.

　　 "No problem... Obey, BOSS." George first stood up excitedly, then saluted, and his expression became relaxed.

　　 He thought what kind of request Li Zitao would make, making the atmosphere so tense, it turned out to be just the trouble caused by the Mafia.

　　Atlantic City, apart from the boss’s friend who sells wine, there is someone else who deserves his protection, and his troubles will of course be related to the Mafia. George is right.

　　 "The other party's methods are cruel, be careful." Li Zitao specifically commanded.

　　 "Relax! BOSS, that's because they didn't touch me." George grinned a little, and some began to look forward to the journey.

　　 "Nucky will arrange everything for you, if you have any questions, please contact Huang at any time." Huang is naturally Lao Huang, the big financial housekeeper, life and work assistant, and operator.

　　 It seems that Lao Huang’s functions are too much, ‘Is he using him as an animal...’

　　 "Lao Huang, let Paul choose the right industry in the city. I will choose a building to serve as the independent headquarters of SHIELD. In addition, we need to continue to recruit.

　　 20 operators, 15 receptionists, young and beautiful, it is best to go to college, I think it is not difficult for now. "

　　Look Huang Lao nodded, Li Zitao then said: "Also, I need a lawyers group, the number of tentative 50 people, a secretary room, 6~10 people."

　　 "BOSS, you are really the savior of the legal world." Lao Huang put a face on his face, exerted his unique skills, and was so wrong.

　　 "Cough, these are not important, the important thing is, the secretary...you know." Li Zitao gave him a "Yihui" look.

　　 "Understood." Old Huang Xin understood.

　　 For the secretary, Li Zitao doesn't have many requirements. First of all, he must keep an eye on it. Second, he must have real materials. If he wants a vase, Hollywood has a lot to wait for him to choose.

　　 However, with the economic downturn, the banking industry entered the cold winter, capital rushed to Hollywood on a large scale, and the entertainment industry began to enter a period of rapid development.

　　 Opportunities are everywhere in this era. Li Zitao needs to come in the same way. Now his first thing to do is to go to dinner with the police chief Grant.

　　 When I think of two big men eating, I always feel a little strange. After thinking about it, Li Zitao asked the driver to drive the car to the club first.

　　 "Sanil, are you interested in having dinner together?" Li Zitao pushed open the door of the think tank, and the scene he saw made him a little dumbfounded.

　　 4 round tables were placed in the spacious office. The table was filled with strange faces. He was standing in the middle, with a microphone in front of him, which seemed to be a speech.

　　 "BOSS, you are just here. These are the new colleagues who joined the think tank. I will introduce you." Ben shook his speech and shoved it back into his pocket.

　　 followed Ben around the room, Li Zitao suddenly discovered that his think tank had become talented.

　　 Elites from top financial institutions such as *, First National Bank and others are now standing in front of him, looking at him with a pair of curiosity of exploration.

　　 "Welcome to join the SHIELD think tank. I am your boss, Charlie Lee. I am very honored to work with you. I hope that with our joint efforts, SHIELD will become a new legend and pride in the United States..."

　　 Who wouldn't say anything, Li Zitao thought with triumphant thought that he was a man who had mixed forums and played guns.

　　 "BOSS, do you still need a female companion for dinner?" Sanil, who was dressed in a professional outfit, came over.

　　 "Of course, Ben, you continue." Taking Sanil out of the club, she took a breath in the car and looked relaxed.

　　 "Are you tired?" Li Zitao asked, looking at her.

　　 "What do you say? My dear boss." Sanil gave him a stern look.

　　 "Uh... don't forget your dividend." Li Zitao's heart hurts!

　　Sanil gave him a glance~www.wuxiaspot.com~He said, ‘the boss is too uninteresting, don’t you know that women only need comfort? ’

　　 "Oh, when are you going to withdraw?" Li Zitao asked.

　　 "Oh, my God! I finally heard you asking this question, I thought you didn't care!" Sanil complained.

　　Although they have not been able to enter and leave the room freely so far, this does not mean that they cannot understand Li Zitao's itinerary.

　　When they learned that their boss, the big boss, had thrown away hundreds of millions of dollars in the plan, they went unheeded and ran into joint fast food. Their hearts collapsed.

　　 "Professional matters are left to professional people, and this is my principle." Li Zitao looked straight and sturdy, looking at Sanil's itchy teeth.

　　 "This plan will be withdrawn from the beginning of next month, except for the selected long-term stocks, the rest of the batches will be cleared within one month." Sanier, who is serious about the matter, is very serious.

　　 "Where is the ultimate profit?" Li Zitao lowered his head in contemplation.

　　 "4 to 5." Sanil looked at the driver and replied with simple numbers.

　　 "Congratulations that you are about to become a millionaire." Li Zitao looked at him for a moment, then reached out and said.

　　 can enjoy the dividends of this feast, only Ben originally selected the team, including Ben, a total of 9 people.

　　According to 400 million US dollars, they can get 32 ​​million US dollars, an average of 3.5 million high returns per person, directly into the million clubs.

　　 "Do I need to congratulate you? Boss?" Sanil said playfully.

　　 The youngest billionaire? Or maybe a miracle teenager? Or the birth of a new empire?

　　If you know what Sanil is thinking, Li Zitao will definitely suggest that she change career, the position of editor in chief of gossip magazine is more suitable for her.