The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Abraham Cohen was a little embarrassed and a little discouraged.

Rebecca Levi turned to the woman and said: "Drive the car back, we will operate as usual tomorrow, I won't delay too late."

At this time, many housewives were only responsible for caring for their husbands and raising children, and could not make any money at all.

But Rebecca Levi gave her a living, and women cherished it. She responded with a smile and drove away.

Abraham Cohen said: "Why don't we take a day off tomorrow? Maybe we'll have some drinks later. The people inside are all Wall Street elites, so we have to give them some face."

When Rebecca Levi heard this, she unconsciously made comparisons in her heart.

Needless to say, my cousin is just an old bastard.

Abraham Cohen and her were not only childhood sweethearts, but they could also be considered as childhood sweethearts, and he had always taken good care of her.

But these uncles and nephews are often blinded by power and money.

She thought for a moment, if it were Zhao Chuanxin at this time, Zhao Chuanxin would definitely say without hesitation: "Eat and drink when you should, they are a bunch of dogs, don't pay attention to them."

Thinking of this, Rebecca Levi couldn't help but smile, and Abraham Cohen was fascinated by her youthful beauty.

However, he felt that the smile was not because of his words.

The two walked into the Waldorf Hotel together.

Abraham Cohen looked at the Holland Hotel where he held his last cocktail party. This place was truly luxurious.

He marveled: "The boss holds a celebration party here, I think it costs a lot of money."

Rebecca Levy turns a blind eye to grandeur.

She was a little distracted: "Oh, yes, that's right."

Abraham Cohen said again: "Go up quickly, we are already late."

Rebecca Levi pursed her lips and said nothing.

The two of them took the elevator. The person driving the elevator waited for the elevator door to close and activated the button.

When they arrived at the banquet hall, as soon as the two entered the door, they heard laughter and laughter inside.

Everyone was in high spirits and their faces were glowing.

Everyone was well dressed.

Obviously, the temperament of these people is very different from that of the people on the streets.

When Thomas W. Lawson saw the two of them, he apologized to the person he was talking to and walked over quickly.

"Thank you both for coming, please come in quickly."

Abraham Cohen liked this scene very much, and even more liked the temperament of everyone present today.

He couldn't help but straighten the collar of his silk suit, which had been threaded. For a silk suit, threading was not a shame, but rather a sign of good fortune.

This is the circle he wants to fit into.

Rebecca Levi glanced around and asked: "Where is Mr. Chen?"

Thomas W. Lawson was stunned for a moment, and then he understood. He knew that Zhao Chuanxin's alias was Chen Yigeng, and he said with a smile: "He will have to come later. He went back to take a shower."

Zhao Chuanxin lived in the office for many days, and there was no bathing conditions there.

After being poor for so long, he suddenly became rich. He immediately opened a room in the Waldorf Hotel and took a shower.

Rebecca Levy was disillusioned.

Thomas W. Lawson was a very careful man. He looked at Rebecca Levi and then at Abraham Cohen and thought to himself that he is really a stupid boy.

He also lamented that the boss was really destined for women.

He called over a trader and whispered a few words.

The trader left in a hurry.

Not long after, he came back with two genuine leather bags.

Thomas W. Lawson handed the leather bags to the two men respectively. Abraham Cohen's was thick, while Rebecca Levi's was slightly thinner.

Thomas W. Lawson said with a smile: "This is the investment of two people. I have asked someone to settle it. There is a list of transactions in it. The relevant handling fees of the traders have been deducted and are shown on the transaction sheet."

Abraham Cohen felt the thickness of the bag and felt ecstatic.

Rebecca Levi was surprised: Can you really make money? There are still a lot of them!

She was not very surprised. The money came too easily, but she felt uneasy.

But Abraham Cohen opened the bag hurriedly, and his eyes widened when he saw wads of banknotes inside.

He first took out the transaction sheet, which clearly marked the trajectory of each transaction.

Although he checks the Xinghui Catering Company's report every day, he still can't understand the transaction form.

But he understood the final amount: $4,382!

Farke...

Abraham Cohen began to breathe heavily.

He has never seen so much money in all his life.

The principal of one thousand yuan was collected from many people, plus the money he earned during this period.

In just a few days, it has more than quadrupled!

Thomas W. Lawson laughed at his performance.

This amount of money is too much for him.

If you want to let him know how much money your boss makes, don't you scare him to the point of becoming paralyzed?

Instead, he said to Rebecca Levi: "Ms. Levi, don't you open it and take a look?"

Rebecca Levi smiled sheepishly, opened her bag and took out the transaction form.

$325!

Rebecca Levi opened her mouth.

She felt a little ridiculous.

How much can you make in a month if you work from dawn to dusk?

But this group of people, I haven’t seen how much hardship they have to endure to make so much money?

Abraham Cohen scratched his head: "No, my thousand dollars turned into 4382 dollars. How come Rebecca's 50 dollars turned into 325 dollars, six times more?"

Thomas W. Lawson took out a cigar and lit it, and said with a smile: "Look at the time, you sent the money late, so the participation process was short. But Ms. Levi sent the money the next day , participated in our transaction throughout the entire process.”

"Snapped!"

Abraham Cohen slapped himself hard on the thigh.

Thomas W. Lawson felt pain just looking at it.

Abraham Cohen reacted with hindsight and babbled like Mrs. Xianglin: "It's all my fault. Really, I raised the money earlier and now I have at least $6,000 in hand... Mr. Lawson, is it so easy to make money on Wall Street? It seems like I will also buy more stocks in the future!”

Thomas W. Lawson narrowed his eyes: "Abraham, can I call you that?"

"Of course, feel free to do so."

"I suggest you don't wade into troubled waters without the involvement of your boss."

This is something he can't grasp.

Abraham Cohen frowned, obviously not taking his words to heart, or being unconvinced in his heart.

Why can you do it but I can't?

Thomas W. Lawson was on a different level. He thought he was not his father, so he didn't want to get into trouble, so he just stopped.

Abraham Cohen saw that there were Wall Street elites everywhere here, so he apologized, and then ran away to socialize.

When Thomas W. Lawson saw him leaving, he suddenly said to Rebecca Levi in ​​a sullen voice: "The boss is in room 925 on the ninth floor."

After saying that, with a cigar in one hand and a wine glass in the other, Shi Shiran left.

Rebecca Levi was stunned, and then walked out of the banquet hall as if her body was uncontrollable...

After finding room 925, Rebecca Levi straightened her back, raised her hands at the same time, arranged her forehead hair and tucked it behind her ears, smoothed the folds of her lower abdomen, and cleared her throat.

After a set of movements, I finally felt less nervous.

She knocked on the door.

no response.

She knocked again, and this time she heard what sounded like tables and chairs being moved.

Then the door was opened, no one...

She frowned and put her head in to observe suspiciously, and then her forehead was pressed against the cold barrel of a gun extending from the side.

After that, he was grabbed by a big hand and his body was pulled into the room uncontrollably.

The dress she had just smoothed became messy, and the hair she had just pulled back fell down again. She staggered and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"ah……"

Then she saw Zhao Chuanxin wearing a cotton bathrobe, holding a strange-shaped gun in his hand, and his eyes were very cold, just like the way he once killed people in a Dutch hotel.

Seeing that it was Rebecca Levi, Zhao Chuanxin unloaded the magazine of Ares M1907, pulled down the cocking handle, unloaded the bullet, and reloaded the magazine.

Putting away the gun, Zhao Chuanxin closed the door expressionlessly and pulled the table and chairs over to press against the door. This was a habit he had developed while staying outside.

All the psychological preparations Rebecca Levi had made were shattered into pieces by Zhao Chuanxin's operation.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't even ask her why she came, he just pointed casually: "Sit down."

He didn't ask, but Rebecca Levi took the initiative to explain: "I'm here to thank you."

"Oh." Zhao Chuanxin looked relieved: "Fortunately, I originally thought you were planning something evil against me."

"..." It was difficult to talk to Zhao Chuanxin without breaking her guard. Rebecca Levi couldn't laugh or cry: "I didn't expect to make so much money. I'm here to pay you back the fifty dollars."

"That's what you deserve. For things like acting, the pay is hard to say. 50 yuan is not much."

"Ah, acting?" Rebecca Levi was confused. She had no idea what happened that day, and her focus had never been on the fat white man.

"Take the flowers yourself. I also made a little money this time."

Rebecca Levy was very curious: "How much do you earn?"

She earned more than six times, and Abraham Cohen earned more than four times. So Zhao Chuanxian should have earned more, maybe... ten thousand? Or sixty thousand?

She thought about $60,000. Oh my god, how much would that cost?

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "A few hundred million points."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Rebecca Levi stopped asking.

Rebecca Levi didn't know what to say. Seeing Zhao Chuanxin swaying back and forth in his bathrobe, she felt a little embarrassed: "Well... more and more people are unemployed, and the world is difficult. I'm in the banquet hall, I heard them say that when you make money, you need to buy a watch or a car. This money is easy to come by, so you have to spend it sparingly."

Spending money quickly seems to be the rule of the nouveau riche, whether Chinese or Western.

"Haha, I have accumulated virtues and done good deeds throughout my life, so I should earn this money."

Rebecca Levi didn't know what to say again.

Zhao Chuanxin was never embarrassed, so it was others who were embarrassed.

He took out the guns one by one, placed them on the bed, and started loading ammunition.

Rebecca Levi saw that he was moving skillfully like drinking water and eating, and asked: "Are you going to start a war?"

It was the first time in her life that she had seen so many different types of firearms and ammunition.

"It's hard to say. Our group pays attention to soldiers first and etiquette second. Last time I made a mistake in the order at the Holland Hotel and was almost killed by a thief. This time I must be prepared first."

Putting away the guns one by one, Zhao Chuanxin took off his nightgown.

Good guy, Rebecca Levi was dumbfounded: "You, you, what are you going to do?"