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Act 65 Tom's Daily Life

This is the first time Madison has seen someone earn eight hundred dollars in a quarter of an hour.

Even such an exaggerated thing, he never dared to think about it before.

He held McGill into the carriage while looking at Doug with admiration.

He wanted to say something with an excited face, but thinking of what he said wrong with his shallow self would reduce Boss Doug's evaluation of himself.

Therefore, although he felt uncomfortable in his suffocation, he still shut up.

McGill, who was supported by him, was no longer so frivolous.

Although he also admired the boss's methods just now, he did not like the boss doing this.

Such operations that are free from the edge of the law are really risky.

From the short 100 meters away from the hotel, he had already thought of the prosecution posture of Yu No. 5 Middle School at the legal level.

Although these prosecutions are likely to be untenable, they are troublesome enough. If McGill was still a wild wolf who could not find food, he would like such an employer, but now he has become Doug's family dog, but he does not like having such a master.

However, he was not in the worst mood.

Among the three, Doug was the one in the lowest mood.

Doug sat alone on one side of the carriage seat, unable to see any happy expression of getting money.

A victory over an opponent should be delighted.

But for Doug, it is an insult to his opponent being too weak.

Young Andong, the head of the New Haven hotel, is indecisive and not like a person who can accomplish great things.

Even if Doug had not conducted a background check on Anton, he could tell from his age and his personality that he was just an ordinary heir of family property.

What made him even more disappointed was that a manufacturing industry like Oliver, two hundred dollars is a huge sum of money, while for a service industry like New Haven Hotel, eight hundred dollars is still a bank coupon from a designated bank, but it can be easily and neatly delivered.

A glimpse of the current difficulties of the US manufacturing industry can be seen.

Of course, this comparison is more or less unfair.

The New Haven Hotel is the best-business hotel in the New Haven area and is even a sign in the entire state of Connecticut. The New Haven Weapons Company, among the New Haven weapons companies, is only at the tail.

Moreover, for equipment manufacturing industries with long construction cycles and large investments, it is not normal to compare cash flow with hotels when there are no large-scale orders.

The various disadvantages of manufacturing have made Doug absolutely not have the intention to build a self-built factory.

Even his current core industry, Clayden Printing and Dyeing Factory was acquired through acquisition.

For most people, the arrival of an economic crisis is like the arrival of a doomsday.

But for those who have a lot of cash in financial capital, the arrival of an economic crisis is the arrival of the best era.

If Doug had more capital, he would not have acquired only a printing and dyeing factory and invested in a weapon manufacturing company.

He will eat as much cheap assets as possible.

If Doug had enough capital, he would even create an economic crisis by himself and then reap the harvest happily.

If he can grasp the dominance of finance for a long time, he will directly use a fixed time as a cycle, such as ten years as a cycle, creating prosperity and crisis uninterruptedly.

When the asset price falls to a low point, acquire assets.

When consumers' consumption income increases, shipments are frantically.

In short, as long as the capital is enough, you will not lose anyway, and you will make a profit whether it is prosperity or crisis.

In comparison, the eight hundred dollars obtained like blackmail is nothing.

"Boss, where are we going? Are we going to the printing and dyeing factory?" Madison asked when Doug was imagining.

"No, don't go back to the printing and dyeing factory first, go to Yale first. Do you still bring the cheese sample? I want to see what exactly caused McGill to poison."

"It's still here!" Madison carefully took out the cheese sample wrapped in oil paper.

"I also want to know how I was poisoned," McGill said.

The severe pain of eating cheese just now made him remember it. He likes to eat grilled Gloucester double cheese the most. If he doesn't understand why he is poisoned, he will never dare to eat it again.

If you don’t even dare to eat your favorite food again, what’s the point of life?

Doug's ultimate style hit his pain point.

Buy a car and go towards the Yale campus.

The fallen leaves of autumn cover the ground, and the wheels of the carriage will gently roll them up.

The comfortable and cool weather and the high blue sky made Doug feel a little better.

"Then! Is that Yale Academy?" Madison looked over and looked at it, and finally saw the buildings with unique architectural styles in the distance, shouting immediately.

"Madison, sit down. That's right, that's Yale College."

Madison sat down obediently, but still stretched his neck and looked at the higher education institutions where he could always hear the name.

The United States at this time is different from the United States at that time. The United States at this time has not yet had a strong anti-intellectualism.

Whether it is a businessman, a worker, or a waiter who is not well-educated as Madison.

Even if they don’t have time to study, even if they let them learn, they still have a heart that yearns for learning.

Have a heart that respects scholars.

For Doug, the land of Yale College is just a place to impart knowledge.

But to Madison, who worships knowledge, this place seems like a holy place.

Doug directed the carriage and walked into the place he became more and more remote.

If the coachman didn't know Doug and didn't add a lot of money, he wouldn't have carried three men and two adult men to such a remote corner.

Because it was dangerous for him.

In such a remote place, several men killed him and snatched his carriage. What could he do?

If Doug heard his thoughts, he might find it a little funny.

I think the style of the coachman is too low, with a small nose and a small eye, but for the coachman, this is the daily life they have to face every day.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

The sound of knocking on the window.

"Doug! You're here!"

Tom suddenly pushed open the window and said happily.

When Doug saw Tom so happy, his feet moved closer to the pit, because when he was happy, there was definitely nothing good.

Sure enough, Tom took out the liquid from a test tube and showed off, "Doug, look, this is my latest achievement! As long as this small test tube, my entire house can go to heaven! Look at it, is he very cute!"

"It's really cute." Doug agreed against his will, and he used the color to Madison and asked him to hand the greased paper bag to himself.
Chapter completed!
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