Han Xuan did see a lot of money, a lot of money.

Random House prefers to transfer money differently, because street newsstands mostly give cash when purchasing goods, so they built vaults in the basement to store the money and deposited it once a month in the bank.

Chairman Benite Kloppf, who knew the boy's life experience, opened the iron door of the thick insurance room regardless of the presence of someone, asked the employees to count $8 million and handed two checks and a document to Guo Muzhou.

Han Xuan looked inside and saw that all kinds of denominations were piled up like a pile of houses. It happened to be the end of the month. Random House had not had time to deposit it into the bank, thinking that if he had opened a publishing house earlier, how many of them would be his own.

Grandpa said that money can never be earned by one person. Giving money in the United States is the king of enterprise survival, so Sos Group gave up a lot of profits to downstream suppliers and formed a tacit alliance relationship.

But a monopoly small publishing house does not pose a threat, especially if you know that you can make money, you are really stupid to give it away for nothing.

Guo Muzhou saw the above amount clearly, the 100 million US dollars Citibank check. This was entrusted by the person who wrote the check to issue the check in the name of the flowering bank. In this way, no matter how much the amount is, the person who withdraws the money will be very relieved and there will be no short risk.

There is also a cash check of $10 million. I called the bank to confirm the check, and signed it in the contract guardian column, indicating that the royalties have been received.

Han Xuan also signed on it and asked several bodyguards to count the cash in the box, the 10,000-dollar banknotes, equivalent to 0.6 kilograms, and one box contains one million. The box weighs more than ten kilograms and is neatly placed on the long table.

Usually, you use bank transfers, and the two checks with an amount of more than 100 million yuan are not as good as these green cash. Chairman Benite said: "Ms. Angelica asked me to collect money from Surkamp Publishing House. So far, your after-tax remuneration has totaled more than 117.9 million yuan. I will collect it for you. It is convenient to deposit it in the bank and it is pleasant to cooperate."

Seeing Benite reaching out and the grandfather and grandson held him one by one, Han Xuan said, "Is that OK?"

"Haha, it's already done. Just wait for you to pay your personal tax in April."

Bennett was really happy and expressed it clearly through his face: "The sales data of the third New York City Downtown has not been counted yet, but our company's phone number has been blown up. I won't want it for long. You have to come back to get the royalties. As for the fourth part?"

"I'm still in the process of creating, sir." Han Xuan said enthusiastically, his lying and his heart was not beating: "I will contact you after I finish it."

"Then I'll wait for your good news. The readers don't know the author's real age, if you want to..."

"There is no idea disclosed at the moment. Mr. Kloppf has something to do next. Let's talk about lunch next time."

Guo Muzhou interrupted that in the past few years, his in-laws' business has grown bigger and he deliberately greeted the media group. He took off the news about Han Xuan and revealed that his grandson's age will indeed drive the sales of books, but there will be a lot of trouble. The bottom line is to make a fortune silently.

Benite hmmed, reached out to signal to send them up, stood there waiting for the employee to lock the door of the safe room, Gabriel and his team carried two boxes each and took the elevator upstairs.

Washington Square is between East Village and Greenwich Village. The surrounding buildings have a strong Central European Bohemian style. Like the Williamsburg area in Brooklyn, there are also a large number of art workers gathered here, with jazz bars and discos everywhere. Of course, there are also American strip clubs.

Guo Muzhou returned to the car and handed two checks to Han Xuan: "This is your private asset. At that time, let the CEO of Xueshan Investment Company help you deal with it. Inject capital and handle it, you can pay less personal income tax."

Han Xuan nodded, attracted by the sign of the strip club. He suddenly patted his shoulder with one hand and heard his grandfather's voice: "What are you looking at?"

"No, police, there are a lot of policemen on the road today." Han Xuan said seriously and pointed out the car window.

"There may be leaders of other countries coming."

"No, there is an F1 race in the Lincoln Tunnel today, and it's all very noisy on TV."

Before driving, Rice turned around and said, "McLaren and Williams, and Bennetton, which are also part of the UK, will try to cross the Lincoln Tunnel more than 2,000 meters today.

Sponsored by New York billionaire Mr. David Koch, he has been fascinated by this event recently and helped him promote his energy company. The first place can receive a reward of 5 million US dollars, the second place can receive 3 million US dollars, and the third place can also have 1 million US dollars. Do you want to go and have a look?"

Sanchez also looked hopeless in the co-pilot, and turned around and waited for Han Xuan to speak. They learned about the news last night and originally wanted to instigate the boy, but Guo Muzhou followed him in the morning and thought he had no chance. Now it seems that there is a turnaround again.

"Is F1 racing? Is it fun?" Han Xuan said.

"Of course! Do you know who is coming? Michael Schumacher! This year he represented Benetton, defeated Williams' Senna and won the F1 World Championship."

Rice said urgently, and smiled awkwardly when he saw the boy's grandfather's strange gaze.

"Schumacher?"

Han Xuan heard of a car king named Schumacher. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be the time. He said, "The Kenlin Tunnel is closed today? It is low in the Hudson River. What did we go and see."

"Listen to the sound, the engine sound is comfortable when you hear it. There are only two lanes in the tunnel. Five cars compete together every time you go in. It's so prickly... Woo!"

Before Rice finished speaking, she was covered by Sanchez and received it: "Don't listen to him. There is still a road outside. Midtown enters the intersection of Lincoln Tunnel. The road is closed for two and a half hours today. It starts at half past ten, and it will be a few minutes from here."

Irving and Gabriel stopped and didn't move until now. They thought something was wrong, so they came over and knocked on the glass and asked, "What's wrong?"

Rice hurriedly made the lip shape of F1. Irving didn't understand and his face was confused. Gabriel looked at it again, figured it out, and waited for the window glass to be put down, and shouted, "Go to see the F1 team racing?"

OK, the people's will, Han Xuan smiled and said, "Then go there, it's okay now. If you can only listen to the sound, you will lose your dividend next month, Rice."

The sos branch at Brown University, which earns 10% of the revenue of four of them, can earn hundreds of dollars a month. Rice didn't care and said, "Okay! They came from Wixkan, New Jersey, and there is also a two-kilometer track in Midtown Manhattan, and you can definitely see it!"

Sanchez stuck his head out of the window and shouted happily: "Get in the car, get off quickly! Hurry up! Irving, run like a man!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!