The expected explosion did not come, and Tom and Ram came out of the hut not long after.

However, there were a lot of fine things on Ram's body. Doug glanced at it and decided to let him take another carriage when he went back.

"If you have time, come and play with me. If these little things cannot satisfy you, I will not have a big baby here for long!"

Ram nodded slightly, and he moved a little, and there would be a jingling sound from his body.

"Okay, Tinker Bell, we're leaving." Doug said to Ram.

The reason why he brought Ram to see Tom was mainly based on the functional positioning of the two people, and they will have a very weak intersection in the future.

Since this is the case, it is better to know each other now than to become familiar with each other suddenly. When there is no interest, let the two people have more contact.

Although the two have very different personalities and growth experiences, they seem to be very happy to know each other.

Doug sat in his carriage, looked back at the carriage behind him, and could vaguely see Ram inside through the window behind the coachman.

Unfortunately, he did not give the two more time to date, because he would go back now and build the framework of Shiraishi Company first.

No matter what era it is, it is not difficult to set up a company.

The difficulty is how to make this company survive and survive better and better.

Like the printing and dyeing factories that produce "Monopoly" and the dye workshops that produce synthetic dyes, Shiraishi is doing a novel and unique business.

Novelty is destined to be unique, and unique family is destined to be strange.

Most weapon buyers will not think that simple guidance has any technical content or significance.

That's right, when using weapons in private, they can only fight one-on-one, one-on-many, and many-on-many at most.

Although the scene looks very lively, it may not be arranged.

The secret to surviving in such a chaotic scene is that it has good marksmanship and the other is that it will shrink.

Can you teach marksmanship?

It is difficult to teach good marksmanship. One is to look at personal talent, and the other is to look at the number of shootings. A person with very good talent also needs countless bullets to be fed to become a sharpshooter.

The skills of reducing the skills mainly depend on the personal personality.

Some people like to shrink. If they can't stand out in a battle, they may keep shrinking. Although such a person may not have a reputation, they will definitely live long.

For these private armed men, what training do they need besides this?

No need.

Strategy and tactics?

Use of weapons in different scenarios?

For most of them who are Mavericks, who may gather together because of bounty tasks. Not to mention collaborating together, it is difficult to trust each other.

Therefore, Shiraishi's short main customer seems to be mainly military customers.

However, no matter which state the corps or the militia regiment is, Winchester Weapons Company has opened a gap at present.

Moreover, those who have fought wars, and making them believe that Shiraishi Security Company can teach them useful knowledge, wouldn't that be a joke?

Back in downtown New Haven, Doug did not go to the printing and dyeing factory in the suburbs of the city, but came to the headquarters of Bank of America in the center of the city.

The first floor of Bank of America headquarters has been locked.

Although complex locks cannot prevent everyone who wants to steal, they can block the majority of them.

If Doug wants to enter the second floor, he has to go through a hidden side door and open a few locks before he can walk up.

Ram was also with him, and Williams, who came to the headquarters of Bank of America, and a very capable young man who looked in his early twenties. His name is Gowen, and he is the right-hand assistant of the mayor of New Haven.

The CEO's Office, which once belonged to William, now belongs to Doug.

The layout of the entire room still looks magnificent. It is not that Doug is extravagant, but because he is frugal and has not redecorated it.

The only arrangement different from that of William's era was that the aphrodisiac sofa was removed and replaced with an ordinary leather sofa.

"Everyone sit down." Doug said, lit the fireplace with his own hands and threw wooden petals into it.

Gao Wen first found a seat and sat down, followed by Ram, and Williams.

The bonfire not only increased the indoor temperature a lot, but also brought a lot of light.

However, the light was not stable, and it was not as good as the candles burning on the table.

However, although it is already a relatively expensive candle, black smoke still emerges from time to time, and the brightness is only average.

Not to mention the future electric lights, just people who want to see each other clearly, three candles were lit on the table at the same time.

Only at this time will Doug understand that in modern Western movies, there are so many candles that are lit not because they are wasting, but because there is no way to do so.

It can be seen from this that kerosene lamps can quickly promote a poor boy to the top rich man in the United States, which is driven by strong demand pain points.

However, Doug did not want to make a kerosene lamp at this time.

Kerosene lamps can be made, but they need to be unified between the north and the south.

Otherwise, even if you do it, you can only make some small money.

Industrial slaves in the north can afford kerosene lamps or lamp oil?

Planters in the south can light up bright oil lamps, but how can their slaves use oil lamps?

Therefore, Doug did not think much, but turned his energy back to the other three people in the house.

Gao Wen, the secretary of the mayor of New Haven, sat on the sofa with only half of his butt, and his straight body leaned forward slightly, making people feel that he was very serious.

Ram beside him was sitting on the sofa. Although he was not moving around, he could also see that he felt uncomfortable all over.

Williams, who sat on Doug's side, was not very nervous but not very relaxed. Doug could even see from the dark circles he had stacked several layers of his eyes that he had not had a good sleep for many days.

Doug was not in a hurry to speak, and no one spoke in the house. Only the sound of firewood bursting out from the fireplace in the air were heard.

Doug took out a plate from the coffee table, which was filled with orange citrus. The orange citrus looked even more orange-yellow under the reflection of the orange flame and candlelight.
Chapter completed!