Rebirth: I am the American leader

High IQ, high moral standards, low emotional intelligence.

The premise is that the methods used by these guys in Hell's Kitchen to deceive and deceive can be called emotional intelligence.

The look on Matthew's face was normal, showing no panic at all because a few gangsters broke into the store.

It seemed like this scene was something he was used to.

"Oh, Matthew, why do you look so calm? Do you have any tricks? Every time I see those gangsters, I feel trembling in my legs."

Fudge was not joking, he really felt his calves trembling.

After all, he and Matthew grew up in completely different living environments. He came from a white elite family.

Matthew comes from a slum, and even when he was in college, his father had to do fake boxing in an underground boxing ring to pay for his tuition.

Damn, studying law in the United States is expensive.

"I don't know, maybe it's because I can't see, right? I always thought the gentleman sounded pretty good."

Fu Jixin said that if the guy named Lao Mo could be considered a good person, then he could be directly elected as Mr. World.

Goddamn good guy.

This is a joke.

"Okay, I won't argue with you anymore. What case are we going to take today? I tell you that we have to take a few big cases so that our path as lawyers can be bright! And this will help promote the Hell's Kitchen community. Legalization is also very meaningful.”

Matthew smiled wryly in response to Fudge's chatter, even though he looked like a typical stupid white man.

But in fact, this kid is extremely ambitious.

In time he will definitely become a strong man.

But sadly it won’t be now.

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"Hello? This is Santiago Middle School, what? You said you are already at the school gate? Okay, I'll be down right away."

Steve hung up the phone, put away his legs that were knocking on the desk, and stood up with a bang.

To be honest, he had already planned to find this guy named Mosoniel.

The three things he hated most in his life were being cheated by men, being cheated by women, and being cheated by beasts.

To sum it up, he hates deception to an astonishing degree.

"Well, my little princess, this school is a good place. I have asked about it. The literature teacher here is quite famous. You can follow him to learn writing. Don't worry when their principal comes back. , Dad has a good relationship with him."

Mosonier squatted down and whispered slowly to the little girl in front of him. The latter was actually not very old, just twelve years old.

But the problem is that in a fast-paced place like the United States, some unpredictable things will happen at the age of twelve.

Especially since he is a gangster and has a mixed bag of people under his command. He does not want his daughter who loves literature to be contaminated by these black things.

So in fact, even if Steve hadn't threatened him yesterday, it was only a matter of time before he sent his daughter over.

"Hey, man, is this your daughter? To be honest, she doesn't look too happy."

Yin Yang, who was on duty, raised his arm towards Mosonier and showed a happy smile.

But Mosonier only felt that this man's smile made him breathless.

"I'm sorry, sir, but my daughter just isn't used to her new surroundings. She's the best."

"I understand what you mean. Well, these are the school rules of our school. If you recite them, the principal and we will protect you when you act in accordance with the school rules in school."

Mosonier looked at the school rules, which were as thick as a dictionary, and his face turned bitter.

"Are you sure this isn't targeted?"

"Don't worry, I will target you, but I won't target your child. I don't do such shameless things. Damn it, this is the school rule of the high school department. His daughter looks like a junior high school student. You bring this out and you are frightened. What to do with the child?”

As Steve spoke, he took out a thicker "Cihai" from under the table in the security room and handed it to Mosonil solemnly.

"Sorry, it was our mistake just now. This is the school rule that your daughter should memorize. Oh, by the way, what is your daughter's name?"

"Sofia."

Steve raised his head and snorted through his nose.

A very typical Italian name that sounds like a white girl with red fluffy hair and linen clothes.

"Okay, this lovely parent, Yin Yang will take you to settle the tuition fees in one go.

Don’t worry, although our fees are very expensive, I paid all the taxes. "

As Steve spoke, he led Sophia, whose head just reached his chest, to the junior high school.

To be honest, the current planning and design of San Diego Middle School is not perfect, but there is nothing we can do about it.

We can only wait until this summer vacation for a complete overhaul.

After all, in his concept, no matter how miserable or poor he is, he can't let these little brats stop going to school and enjoy happiness.

Thinking of this, Steve's steps became much lighter.

Today is another good day.

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In the finance room, Mosonier looked at the receipt with one hundred thousand US dollars written in front of him and felt that his face was numb.

If not all the members of the death squad were here, he really wanted to grab the fat black girl who issued the receipt and ask him, where is this damn community school worth 100,000 US dollars a year?

But unfortunately, everyone in the death squad was staring at him eagerly.

Even the black man named Caesar was holding a six-wheel machine gun.

He felt that there was really no need to just pay tuition. We were all businessmen and doing so would only hurt the harmony.

So he was quite cheerful when signing the check, fearing that if he was a little slow, the damn black man would finish the warm-up.

"Welcome, dear Mr. Mosonier, I thought you might be interested in joining our parent-teacher conference at San Diego Middle School."

Barney skillfully registered an account for Mosonier and pulled him into the group chat.

This is what Steve learned in his previous life, when he is in doubt about something, he goes to the parent group.

Although he would not be so bad, it is a boarding school after all, and it is necessary to let parents know about the students' situation in a timely manner.

At least that's what Steve thought.

"This is our principal's phone number. You can go find your daughter now. Oh, by the way. The principal has specifically told us to tell you that you are welcome at San Diego Middle School."

Several fierce-looking mercenaries bowed at the same time, almost making Mosoniel jump in fright.

Just kidding, although he is a gang boss, he has never experienced this kind of battle.

"thanks, thanks."

For a moment, this gangster who once fought with people on the street with a Chicago typewriter was a little flattered.

After Steve handed Sophia over to Henry, he didn't care about what happened next.