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"Dear Mr. Li, respected Mr. Kenneth, it is my great honor to invite you two to this auto show."

After three cars stopped at the entrance of the exhibition center, Li Chunyang and Kenneth walked over, accompanied by several rather sturdy bodyguards. The person standing at the door to greet them was the man who spent all his money half a month ago. With the money, Mr. Dodge, a country bumpkin from the middle of the country, bought nearly 300 models of Pan American Kensington International's inventory.

There are three grades of cars, from the most expensive luxury model priced at US$100,000 to the cheapest business model priced at US$5,000, and the mid-range model is also priced at US$30,000.

All three prices are sky-high. You must know that in the current American market, the luxury model of the Lincoln City, which is famous for its luxury, only costs tens of thousands of dollars, while ordinary Volkswagen luxury cars only cost a few thousand dollars. As for The classic Ford Model T, the price of several hundred dollars can only buy one wheel of the model car...[

"Mr. Dodge, you are holding a car show like this and inviting so many reporters. Aren't you afraid of the revenge of those auto oligarchs?" Unlike Li Chunyang's military style, Kenneth is simply a standard enjoyment guy, wearing a black coat and wearing a belt. Wearing a big gold ring like a nouveau riche, and twirling a Cuban cigar in his hand, are they telling others: I am a rich man.

"Hahaha...Mr. Kenneth, didn't you say I was a bold country bumpkin? I sold the rest of the manor and hired several bodyguards. Hehe, there are even two of them who know Chinese Kung Fu. Those damn ones The car dealers should have gone bankrupt a long time ago." Dodge looked shrewd, his whole body was neatly dressed, and the hair gel on his head was shiny. He was no longer the down-and-out middle-class country bumpkin he was two weeks ago.

Several Model T cars had already arrived at the door. After Dodge sent Li Chunyang and Kenneth into the exhibition hall, they respectfully greeted the journalists who had spent a lot of money to invite them. Even Li Chunyang couldn't help but discuss this middle man with Kenneth. , he is really a born businessman. It is a pity to have been a farmer in central China all his life.

As soon as Li Chunyang and Kenneth entered, they became the focus of reporters. Reporters from the big and small newspapers in San Francisco surrounded them like sharks that had seen blood.

"Mr. Kenneth, this is Good Morning San Francisco's reporter. Last time you said you were planning to invest in building a new pharmaceutical factory. Is there any latest progress?"

"Mr. Kenneth, I am a reporter from the West Coast News. Some people say that your daily chemical product production base is located in China, right? They said that you don't move the factory back to the United States because those stupid Chinese people don't have to pay high prices. Is the salary correct?"

…

Before Li Chunyang could get angry, Kenneth took off his cigar, blew out a smoke ring, and said viciously: "No, you are wrong. I don't move the factory back to the United States because most Americans are just like you, lazy and Stupid. But Chinese people are very smart, just like Manager Li next to me."

"Mr. Kenneth, you should apologize for your words and deeds, otherwise you will have the honor to be the talk of San Francisco in tomorrow's newspaper." The female reporter was obviously irritated. After being a reporter for so many years, she had never been treated like this. She pointed at her nose and scolded her. Okay, she admitted that she had racial discrimination and she also admitted that she was a bit harsh. However, as a western businessman who rose up like a nouveau riche, this old man smoking an unknown brand of cigars shouldn't Are you as respectful to yourself as that middle-class guy? "I'm sorry, please don't spray this low-quality smoke on me."

"First of all, I want to tell you that you can't afford a second cigar like this with a month's salary." Kenneth was not afraid at all. Having been deeply educated by Zhang Shusheng, he knew that at this time, who is the biggest in the United States is not

It’s the president, but the U.S. dollar. As long as he has enough U.S. dollars, he can even stand there and curse the president without any scruples. “If I heard correctly, you are using

The Roselle perfume I used was sold by me. It seems that even the lipstick and foundation are very similar. Uh, I'm sorry, even this beauty outfit was sold by me. I also heard that most of the beauties in San Francisco

, you wear the stockings I sell when you go to work, I don’t know if you wear them. Ah, unfortunately, dear lady, you also wear the stockings of the Beauty brand.

What a pity. These things are all produced in my factory in China or Hong Kong, and the people who produce these products are the stupid Chinese people you talk about. But Americans who are as smart as you will do it every Monday and Wednesday.

Wait in line at my company to buy stuff made by stupid Chinese people.”

"You, you..." The female reporter shrank her feet subconsciously. Yes, as a female white-collar worker who pursues fashion, she also bought the famous Beauty Brand stockings. As soon as those flesh-colored stockings were put on the market, she was included in the list.

American women in the United States are enthusiastic about it, because finally there is something beautiful and unobtrusive that can cover their thick and black leg hair. "Kenneth, as an American, do you want to betray God and praise those monkeys instead?"

Are they the same Chinese people!!”

"Ah..." The surrounding reporters couldn't help but exclaimed. Although anti-Chinese sentiment and racial discrimination have always been popular in the United States, there are very few idiots like this angry female bear in front of them. They

I unconsciously stood a little further away from her, this woman is crazy.

"Okay, the God I believe in is not called Jesus, you idiot." As soon as Kenneth finished speaking, two bodyguards picked up the female reporter at Li Chunyang's signal and threw her out the door. Kenneth did not say a word

: Ever since I met my boss in 1916, my god’s surname has been Zhang.

American? How many dollars is the identity of an American worth? The boss agreed. I will immigrate to China sooner or later.

After an episode, the entire expo continued without any impact. Surrounded by more than a dozen bodyguards and employees, the San Francisco Small Auto Show sponsored by Dodge finally began.

"Gentlemen and ladies, please allow me to greet the consortium's whores and prostitutes first, and then thank them." The crazy Dodge made the reporters present open their mouths as soon as he opened his mouth, and he continued.

: "Curse them, they made me lose all the land. Thank them, they made me get a lot of money

Money has allowed me to buy the most exciting product in my life. In two minutes, I will personally reveal to you a new car that will shock the world. Before that, please allow me to thank the distinguished Mr. Kenneth.

Mr. Li, they produced this great car, and they made me see wealth and hope..."

These reporters, whom Dodge paid a lot of money to invite, endured extreme nausea after listening to his flamboyant opening speech, and finally waited for his big wave of hand.

"ah……"[

"God……"

"Oh, my God..."

After a dozen large sheets of cloth were carefully removed from the scene, everyone screamed unconsciously, and some reporters dropped their notebooks and pens to the ground. The reporters who came to their senses,

He hurriedly took out the bulky camera he carried with him and started frantically taking photos of the dozens of cars in the field.

Most of the reporters present own a Ford Model T, or even better, a Buick and other small cars. With their income, buying a car is a very confident thing. However, when they saw more than a dozen cars present,

After seeing the car, their confidence was shaken. The streamlined body, the shiny car shell, the four powerful-looking wheels, and the imposing reflectors. Even the bulky fronts of other cars could not be seen. Instead,

It is a fashionable car cover full of artistic flavor...

"Mr. Kenneth, what is the current production volume of this new type of car you produce?"

"Mr. Kenneth, may I ask how much the price of your car will be?"

"I would like to ask Mr. Kenneth, is your new car designed based on the new models of Ford or Buick?"

…

As always, Kenneth was surrounded by reporters. No one even bothered to surround the old dealer. Everyone wanted to know more about this kind of car. As journalists, they had an intuition that this kind of style

A completely new car will definitely defeat all existing models in a revolutionary manner without any surprises. They even have the illusion that even if Ford or other car companies want to imitate it, in addition to losing the patent, it is estimated that

You will also encounter countless difficulties.

Because this new type of car, not to mention the interior, has subverted everyone's understanding of cars in terms of appearance. It was also the first time that reporters realized that cars should be so beautiful, and these magnificent cars

Compared with the models, the cars I drive should be sent to museums...

"For specific questions, you can consult Mr. Dodge. He will be our agent for the first batch of cars sold in the United States. I will only answer one question. This kind of car is completely independently developed by my research center, and this kind of Hongqi

Cars will become our company's flagship product for a long time to come, and I think everyone will be able to buy a Hongqi car of their own by then..."

After enjoying the great glory, Kenneth left the reporters in the room and the old Dodger who was surrounded by reporters again, and he and Li Chunyang left through the back door with a group of bodyguards.

"Kenneth, the bodyguard just reported that people are surrounding us outside. I think we are in big trouble." Li Chunyang said with a nonchalant expression.

"Oh damn, is there someone who wants to deal with us?" Kenneth asked with some confusion. Ever since he accepted the bodyguard sent by his boss God Zhang many years ago, he has never felt threatened by anyone. He is not an idiot.

The bodyguards that the boss trained for him in the same way as soldiers are naturally among the best in the world. Several times, he relied on his powerful bodyguards to eliminate enemies from the dark.

On the surface, he brought several powerful black bodyguards with him, but in fact, he knew very well that the ones who could save his life were the Chinese bodyguards managed by Li Chunyang. Although there were only two white people, one black person, and one Chinese person, they were

It's them who can often solve the problem with just one action.

While following the retreat route chosen by the bodyguard, Li Chunyang said casually: "The bitch we threw out was the woman of the San Francisco Mafia leader. After she ran away and cried, George, the underground king of San Francisco, wanted to deal with us.

.”

"Fuck, this bitch is such a brainless woman." Kenneth was angry.

Li Chunyang patted him on the shoulder and said not to worry: "Don't worry, George has been trying to trick us for more than a day or two. It's no longer enough to smuggle a little wine to satisfy his desires. I think this woman is just an excuse this time.

Don’t worry, I’ve arranged everything.”

At night, the moon in San Francisco seemed not to be very good. Under the hazy moonlight, the front door of No. 15 Broderick Street looked a little dark. However, not long after, a burst of messy footsteps broke the tranquility here.

"Fake, Lois, you lead the people to climb in first. Put the gasoline first." A gang leader pointed to a large barrel. He was the small leader in charge of this operation tonight. They were thinking about this Pan American Ken's International

A long time ago, for this revenge operation, the boss George sent a total of forty swordsmen. And the sharp swordsman Lois was a powerful general in the underground world of San Francisco. In several confrontations with the Oriental people,

, he successfully blocked those Chinese people who knew Chinese Kung Fu.

"I hope you won't anger me." The little boss Williams touched the two guys in his arms, which were given to him by George before he left. In his opinion, the eldest brother George has always been a careful godfather, even in this situation.

When a sneak attack is sure to win, he will also arrange a follow-up move.

Throwing one of the guns to another small boss, Williams began to direct his men to climb over the wall and climb inside.[

Dozens of gangsters took advantage of the dark and windy night to break into Pan American Ken's International. According to reports from their subordinates, the target persons never came out after entering, and they must have stayed here at night.

"Woof woof woof..."

However, before the gangsters even had time to break down the door, the door inside suddenly opened, and then five or six big dogs rushed out from inside. This kind of dog they had never even seen before could be knocked down with just one jump.

A person, and then there was a scream.

"Fake, others help, kill these dogs." Under Williams's stern command, the gangsters hurriedly caught the dogs on their companions, and several people worked together to slaughter them. A few good dogs were like this

Brutally killed by gangsters.

"Bang!" Royce, the sharp-knife hand, strode up the steps, kicked open the inner door, and then suddenly stood still. He raised his hands quickly, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

"Fake." Williams outside was about to let his men rush in. Upon seeing this, he guessed that there might be a gun inside the door. He hurriedly raised his pistol. He and another small boss with a gun rushed up and opened the safety.

Just go over Lois and shoot inside.

"Puff puff puff..."

A low sound sounded, and Williams' finger that was about to pull the trigger suddenly softened, and his whole body was knocked backwards by a huge force. Then the little boss behind him also made a low sound.

At the sound, it flew away.

The inner door was kicked open, and then the gangsters felt their eyes blurred as several figures rushed out from inside. Then, a group of people were pointed at by a strange object.

"Puff puff..." A mafia member who wanted to slash with a knife was rewarded with a single shot by the man who gently raised the muzzle of his gun.

Gun!! The opponent actually has such a powerful gun...

The next day, George, the mafia man who stayed up all night because he was anxious about the return of his men, received a letter.

"My dear George: Thank you very much for sending someone to assassinate me and Li last night. It's just a pity that you didn't investigate clearly. Like you, I am not only a businessman, but also a person protected by the boss. It's just that

, you believe in the godfather of the mafia in the west, and my God’s surname is Zhang.

Okay, I’ve wasted you a lot of time. You still have 10 seconds to live. If you don’t believe me, go to the door and open the curtain. Don’t worry, I will send someone to collect this letter.”

George walked forward with some doubts. This was the sixteenth floor, and outside was the downtown area. It was absolutely impossible for anyone to climb up, but he still subconsciously opened the curtain.
Chapter completed!