American Legendary Life

"So, Jonathan is Roosevelt's cousin?" Li Zitao's brain circuit jumped a little and began to count the two generations.

However, this blood relationship is only useful if there is no interest involved, otherwise the cousins ​​in Europe will not beat you to death.

"BOSS, do you need to reject him?" The little elk with soft legs lifted up her little book with gems, and found no deep well on Li Zitao's forehead. ’

"No, arrange for me to have a meal with him in the evening and set it at the Universal Restaurant." Somehow, Li Zitao wanted to eat a bowl of tomato and egg noodles these two days.

After meeting with Ermei Mei last time, whether it was a business opening or when Li Zitao was shot, the other party sent people to send condolences and send a congratulatory gift.

To vote for Tao Li, the instructors and students of the S.H.I.E.L.D. training camp also regarded the Global Restaurant as the first choice for parties.

At the same time as taking care of the business, let those street gangsters know that they can't be messed up here.

So compared to the first meeting, the relationship between the two now is much more relaxed.

As for Jonathan, what was his purpose, and he had to wait until he met to know it.

"Help me get Nucky's call." Li Zitao, who had finished washing, was ready to chat with Nucky. How long had he waited?

"BOSS, connected." The little elk handed the phone to him.

"Nucky."

"Hey, my friend, oh, I'm really busy going crazy recently..." Nucky complained on the phone, various interest disputes, endless meetings, and endless troubles.

"What about my affairs?" Li Zitao asked when he complained.

"Charlie, you have to give me enough time. The committee is just a start-up!" Without hearing his answer, Nucky understood his dissatisfaction with the matter.

"Ok, I know the last time was very dangerous. You have waited long enough. I will give him to you before the end of the month, how?"

"I will see him in Chicago before the end of the month, otherwise, your committee will be in great trouble, Nucky, you know me." Li Zitao said in a low voice.

Nucky's face is a bit ugly, he did not expect Li Zitao to be so sensitive.

"Happy April Fool's Day, haha..." Just when he didn't know how to answer the phone, he laughed from the microphone.

"You bastard, the joke is only before 12 o'clock, FK..." Nucky scolded, looking at the pointer pointing at 14 o'clock in the pocket watch.

"Really? Ha ha..." Li Zitao's laughter was a little false.

Except for Li Zitao himself, no one knows whether what he just said is a joke, or is he really going to do so, let the **** April Fool’s Day go to hell!

Hanging up the phone, Li Zitao sat on the sofa and looked at the little elk who was tidying up the room.

After solving the gunman last time, Li Zitao told Nucky the gunman's identity, he promised to find the murderer, and gave him the other side.

But after so long, Li Zitao still didn't wait for the behind-the-scenes instructions, and this was the so-called joke. ’

He certainly knew what Nucky was embarrassed about. As a Dutch man, it was not easy to make the headline Italian Mafia obedient.

If one is not careful, it is possible for him to help his own people eradicate dissidents internally and externally, and deliberately suppress the situation of the Italian Mafia.

The committee that was just formed at that time is about to stage a big internal battle.

So to give the murderer to him, Nucky must come up with perfect evidence, no matter what method he uses.

But what does this have to do with him? He has given Zucky time and face.

Had he not cared about his face, Li Zitao had already sent someone to Sicily to kill the retired old man who had come out and leaped.

Speaking of this, Li Zitao remembered the former King of Chicago, Paul's former boss, Capone.

This momentary gangster has now been transferred to Alcatraz prison, hoping that he will pick up soap inside happily.

"BOSS, clothes." The little elk said with a brand new underwear and shirt. "The car is ready."

"Wait with me, don't have to wear too formal." Li Zitao was afraid that she would come up with diamond-encrusted crystal shoes, all over the posture of precious jewelry.

Perhaps it was because he deliberately explained that the little elk just changed into a simple floral dress and wore short white shoes with white heels, and followed him out.

Waiting for the car to stop in front of the Universal Restaurant, it was already full of gaopeng.

"Yo, Mr. Li is here. Please inside." The younger brother at the door was the last one, eyes full.

"Is my guest here?" Li Zitao asked with a smile.

"Here it is, wait here!" The younger brother greeted him on the third floor, and the noise was much reduced.

"BOSS, that's Jonathan." Little Elk pointed to the corner.

Li Zitao took her to the corner, and Jonathan turned around and looked up, and said, "Mr. Li, I am very happy to meet you."

"I am equally happy, Mr. Astor." Li Zitao smiled.

"Jonathan, Astor's name does not belong to me." Jonathan said with his hand.

"My friends call me Charlie." Having said that, the politeness is over.

Since it was a Chinese restaurant, Li Zitao was the master. After asking Jonathan that he had no taboos, he asked Xiao Er to follow today's signature dishes.

In addition, he specially ordered himself a bowl of tomato and egg noodles: "Increase the weight."

"Listening to Jessie, are you setting up a meat processing factory in Chicago?" Drinking tea, Li Zitao opened the topic.

"Yes, I am very optimistic about meat processing, especially cans that are easy to store. They can be exported to other countries and create sufficient benefits for me in the current economic downturn."

"Oh, what do you mean?" Seeing Jonathan's confident look, Li Zitao was a little curious about where he was going to sell the canned food.

"China and Africa." Jonathan said.

"It seems that you already have a detailed plan!" Li Zitao said in denial: "I don't know how I can help?"

"I want to be McDonald's beef supplier." Jonathan said bluntly.

"Oh?" Li Zitao raised an eyebrow unexpectedly, which was really a lion's mouth.

The other party made such a request at this time, naturally not to value IL's state, but to see the current McDonald's prosperous franchise plan.

"Do you have such great strength?" Li Zitao did not directly refuse.

"I'm not trying to monopolize McDonald's beef supply, but I want to be one of them." Jonathan suddenly discovered that he didn't seem to explain.

"Canning only requires the neck and beef tendons to be crushed and compressed, the upper brain, outer and loin are supplied to high-end restaurants, and the chest, ribs and bottom plate should be supplied to food stores and butchers.

But now the food stores are closed, and the butcher shop has become uninterested. "

Seeing Jonathan's bitterness, Li Zitao curiously said: "You signed a purchase agreement with the farm?"

"Yes, and many." Jonathan nodded bitterly.

He had signed a purchase agreement well before the crash, and all plans were perfect, who could have expected this terrible disaster.

Jonathan originally planned to make other parts into high-quality cans, but with the spread of the disaster, RB has been affected in various European countries. He knew that this would not work.

When he was worried, McDonald's appeared.

He tasted the burger himself, and the patties he used were made of chest and rib meat, which just filled his vacancy.

"I will find someone to contact you about this matter." Li Zitao decided to let Lawrence come to talk with him. He was not good at this kind of specific negotiation.

At this time, meat grading has not yet appeared, but it is only distinguished according to the quality of the parts. Li Zitao does not know these details.

As for whether to use his beef in the end, it is up to the managers of Lawrence and McDonald's to decide.

At this time, the dishes came up, four meat and four vegetarians, mixed with West China, the effect is remarkable...

"BOSS, I also want Chinese noodles." The little elk swallowed saliva when he saw the red, yellow, green and white noodles in front of Li Zitao.

"Come on a small bowl." Li Zitao's head hurts when she looked at her lifeless appearance.

You are now worth millions, can you pay attention to the image.

He also asked if Jonathan needed it. After the other party refused, Li Zitao picked up the chopsticks and ate it ‘sucking and sucking’.

After eating a few chopsticks, the noodles in the sea bowl will come to an end.

The little elk is still rolling with a fork...

"Comfortable." Wiping the sweat on his head, Li Zitao was filled with satisfaction.

"BOSS, your appetite is so good." Seeing his food, the little elk felt that the noodles in the bowl were more fragrant.

Jonathan was also tempted by his seduction, looking for Xiaoer to add a small bowl, and after taking the first bite, he directly gave his thumbs up.

Mei Erye’s noodles are good, delicious, gluten, fine flour, fine flour is used, and the toppings are fried to suit the right taste~www.wuxiaspot.com~ plums that can be used to all kinds of food in the past Tao nodded in praise, could that be worse?

The three were discussing while eating and talking, and Li Zitao saw that Grandpa Mei ‘tucked up’ up the stairs.

"Haha, Mr. Li and the guests are eating well." As soon as he turned his head from the stairs, Ermei Mei laughed with clenched fists.

"Okay, it tastes great." Li Zitao praised with a thumbs up.

"Just be satisfied, you guys, but my big customers here." Grandpa Mei sat on the empty left hand side, greeted Jonathan and Elk.

"All the compatriots who have left their hometowns to help each other, should."

"Mr. Li said that before the incident, Mei Er hadn't had time to punish..."

Pressing on Master Mei's wrist, Li Zitao politely said: "It's not necessary to make a condemnation. It's not a big deal. Just give me a discount in the future."

Looking at him with tears and laughs, Master Mei nodded with admiration: "Okay, Mei Er is an insight today, what is a mind."

Can Li Zitao lack his discount?

Clearly showing him down the steps, Mr. Mei naturally would not understand.

"Mind? I don't have that stuff!" Li Zitao glanced at the little elk beside his eyes, but found that she had a lot of mind.

"The last time Mr. May performed in Chicago, I still wanted to meet Li Sheng. I heard that you are too busy. Mr. Mei is very sorry." Mei Er said of Mei Lanfang.

Both are surnamed Mei, although they are not their own, but in this foreign country, it is inevitable that the new students are kind and become friends.

"Yes, February is a little busy!" Li Zitao said blushing and not beating.

Compared to when he first arrived, his skin is definitely bulletproof. This kind of "good will lies" has become commonplace.