Chapter 44 (1/2)

”Jesse.” Li Zitao put the documents in his hand together.

”Boss, ah ~” Jesse came in in in a hurry, kicking her toes on the leg of the table.

“……” With an unnatural wink, Li Zi Tao lowered his head and picked up the document, ”give it to Mahdi.”

Tears, turning feet Jesse out of the office, Li Zitao this just raised his head, face is capital helpless.

Li Zitao has prepared two kinds of franchise stores for golden arch. One is that it provides indoor places in the city for rest and leisure gatherings.

The other is the ”take and go” car restaurant. You can take your own food with you when you sit on the car and order, pay, drive forward or turn around the restaurant.

In addition, he plans to build McDonald's paradise in New York, Los Angeles, Chicago, Houston, Philadelphia, Detroit, San Francisco and other major cities in the United States.

Combining fast food with children's paradise, Li Zitao thinks his idea is really a genius.

Yes, in this era, these are all his designs. ”It's really a genius's idea,” Li Zitao thought happily.

These flagship stores will make McDonald's the preferred restaurant for children, and even many young people will be interested in it. Don't underestimate the childlike innocence of young Americans.

The optimistic, cheerful and strong American people are no joke.

He had planned the early arrangements, and left the rest to Ben and Lao Huang. Li Zitao returned to area 22 and saw the map full of circles.

”The brains of Chinese people are smart. This place chooses them.” Looking at the circled addresses on the map, each one is in the main road or busy area.

It's OK to say that those suburban roads are desolate land anyway. They are all desolate land. They are built into a car restaurant by spending money. Next to them, a large parking area is set aside for owners to stay and rest. If the business is good, they have to queue up.

However, these shops in busy areas are not easy to find. Li Zitao doesn't want his compatriots to work for the landlord. It's better to buy than rent all the shops.

Even if their descendants don't want to join in the business, they will be able to eat and wear with a shop on the busy road.

”Dog, let all the owners come to the meeting.” Li Zitao called out to the door.

Lao Huang wants to stay at the club recently to help secretaries adapt to the working environment as soon as possible. Now Wang Dagou is the only one in charge of the 22nd block.

On October 28th, with the advent of Halloween, New York's streets are being advertised, and businessmen want to use the festival to boost sales.

But they also know that all this is futile, and the atmosphere of the festival has long been hidden under the cloud of unemployment and bankruptcy.

The impact of stock market crash and bank bankruptcy is becoming more and more serious. In some remote towns with backward economy, banks are becoming a new history.

Walking in the quiet street, George pulled his clothes with his hands, trying to warm himself up.

Winter has come, rich families have bought coal, ready to spend a warm winter.

There are also working families who want to take the second place and choose dry firewood for the winter. Because there are too many families to buy, the price of dry firewood is also soaring.

”How long do we have to wait?” He asked, shrinking his neck.

They've been in New York for nearly 10 days, and the whereabouts of the bastard on the opposite floor are under their control. Rybal can't figure out what George is waiting for?

”Soon, we'll leave tonight.” George stamped his feet. It was so cold that his feet were numb.

”I think the stove in the barracks has lit up dry wood. Damn it, I really want to go back soon.” Ryan laughed and scolded. He missed the safe life in the 22nd district.

”Of course, boss will get everything ready for us.” George's face also showed yearning smile, lit the stove, which is really missed.

But before going back, he had to solve some small problems for boss.

High salary, stable life, can live with former comrades in arms, family members do not have to worry about the disaster that is happening, all of which comes from boss.

And the bastard on the opposite floor, trying to destroy all this, thought of this, George's low eyes flashed a trace of violent killing.

George doesn't want to be a thug, but it doesn't mean he has a crush on the Mafia, especially the bastard on the opposite floor whose opium is bringing disaster to millions of families.

”Head, he's out.” LeiBao turned his back to the street to prevent the other party from discovering his prying eyes.

”I see it, Ryan.” George put his hands in front of his mouth, huffed and stomped like an unemployed man waiting for a job.

Looking around against the wall, a rogue Ryan spat on the ground, swaggering through the crowd and heading opposite.