"Mexico?" Zhu Wencong muttered, somewhat guessing what big business Lauren Chu was going to pursue.

Of course! Lauren Chu's businesses can't compare with the profits in the stock market. The former involves the risk of beheading, while the latter is reasonable and legal.

Lauren Chu stayed in the United States and came to shore with a clear conscience, mainly because she did not want to live the life she once had, but she could never suppress her ambition.

To put it bluntly, jealousy! If a high-end wage earner earns tens of thousands of pounds a month, everyone will be envious and jealous.

Lauren Chu is very rich, but compared to real rich people, Lauren Chu is like a beggar on the street.

Who doesn’t want to make more money? The more wealth you have, the more secure you will be. America’s success is linked to wealth.

"How much property do you have? In pounds!" Zhu Wencong asked directly.

"Probably...maybe...about 500,000 pounds!

The main reason is that I have too many fixed assets and too little working capital, so I can only spend up to 100,000 pounds.

It will take some time for some business funds to be released, and you can raise 300,000 pounds in a month.

If we follow James' example and combine everything with leverage, seven to eight million pounds will be no problem." Lauren Chu calculated carefully.

"Then this handicap has a capacity of tens of millions of pounds, and the game between millions of pounds.

The capital game is 0 and 1. Once all the procedures for a silver mine are completed, there will be several large capital companies.

State banks, government offices, private banks, Japanese officials, and some wealthy private individuals.

I need a group of professionals with certain experience in capital operations." Zhu Wencong put forward the conditions.

"Those professionals are the treasures of bankers, and it is difficult to recruit a few of them.

Since you said so, I will use my connections to build a good team for you." Lauren Chu made a promise.

Zhu Wencong nodded quickly, as long as he has a big boss to guide him, there is no need to worry about people and funds.

It's hard to recruit white elites to work for you these days. They have stable jobs and income, and they won't cheat on you.

People who rely on themselves can only change careers and become industrialists. They have no concept of finance and no courage.

Unless we time travel ten or twenty years later, when the Qing Dynasty begins to send overseas students to Europe and the United States, the opportunity will come.

"The office location will be my previous company, and I will ask the housekeeper to give you the address.

You can make more use of your Chinese labor friends, they are the most hard-working people I have ever seen." Lauren Chu reminded.

"What do you need them for?" Zhu Wencong didn't understand. Lauren Chu was not an industrialist.

Lauren Chu smiled: "The state official is preparing to vigorously promote infrastructure projects, and a group of industrialists are needed to take the lead.

If I want to say goodbye to the past completely, I think this opportunity cannot be missed and we must follow the official pace.

But the killers around me are not qualified for this job, and they are not willing to do this hard work.

I hope you can encourage Chinese workers to come to my place, and there will be no difference in wages and benefits."

Zhu Wenchong was silent, thinking of that tragic history. Every section of the railway had the blood and sweat of countless Chinese workers.

The time point was at the end of the Civil War. Infrastructure projects were carried out across the United States, and railways were built one after another.

The capital of the United States and the coolies of the East created a miracle that surpassed England 20 years later.

Evil people like Lauren Chu are the best contractors. No one dares to stop them from building railways.

"I'll think about it!" Zhu Wencong didn't agree. He didn't have much reputation, and the Chinese workers didn't care about him.

"Sir! Your friend James is at the door and wants to see you!" the housekeeper ran over and said.

Zhu Wencong looked back at the housekeeper and saw that he was hiding here. James could guess it, so he was quite capable!

"It seems that he is in a lot of trouble. I have something to do and leave first!" Lauren Chu stood up and said goodbye.

Su Yanting ate snacks silently, looking left and right: "Why didn't he take a boat and run away overnight?"

"He's afraid of feeding the sharks! James, a successful man, is always the focus of the city no matter where he goes.

His handsome photos are in all the newspapers in San Francisco. Where else do you think he could go?

Those who lose money will definitely not let him go, and those who make money will try their best to make James resist everything.

Fortunately, we are inconspicuous, and we do not exist in front of those noble white people." Zhu Wencong smiled brightly.

Su Yanqing covered her small mouth, thinking that the money Zhu Wenchong invested in the newspaper was really worth it.

Looking at the embarrassed James walking slowly, he seemed to have lost his energy and lost the handsomeness he once had.

James sat opposite Zhu Wencong with red eyes: "Zhu! You left a day early, why didn't you tell me!

Do you know how stressed I am now? There are a lot of people outside who want to kill me!

I wish I could give them all the money I earn, but it’s far from enough.

There are also those who make money, each of them is a traitor, and they even joined forces to frame me."

Zhu Wencong poured James a cup of coffee, and the poor child was almost frightened.

When making money, be as courageous as you want. After all, you have staked everything and there is nothing to lose.

It wasn't until he had everything that James remembered that plainness is true and simplicity is happiness.

When James was desperate, he thought of Zhu Wencong. Where would he hide? Which is the safest place?

"Zhu! I know you have a good relationship with Lauren Chu. Can you let him arrange for me to leave this city?

One thousand pounds! Five thousand pounds! OK?" James stretched out his palm.

Zhu Wencong signaled to James to calm down, it was no big deal, it was just taking away all the savings of some people!

James looked at Zhu Wencong with panicked eyes. He was becoming less and less convinced of the bullshit white supremacy lie.

Didn’t you see that this Oriental man made a lot of money and escaped unscathed? Is this a level we can achieve?

Those who lose money will not suspect the Chinese at all, because there is no such group in their eyes, only themselves!

We can no longer use words to describe poverty, ignorance, and backwardness. James has kept this profound lesson in mind.

Zhu Wencong patted James on the shoulder: "You are a successful person!"

"No, no, no! You helped me shape that successful person's name. It was purely blown by the newspapers.

If there is a chance of regret, I will definitely not want to be this successful person and become a household name..." James said he was fooled.

Zhu Wencong looked at James: "But that's not what you said at the time! You think there are more nouns before success.

Okay! I will give you two options now. One is to leave here. The further away, the safer it will be.

The second way is to continue to be a successful person, but you have to leave here temporarily and go to other places to develop your career.

Look! We have almost harvested the leeks in San Francisco. It will take five to ten years to grow.

In the next door city of Los Angeles, I heard that leeks are more luxuriant there, so I think it’s the best time to harvest them.

It's a pity that I don't have the ability to clone myself, and I will have to personally operate the Japanese silver mine later. This is like two golden mountains before my eyes, but I can only choose one of them."
Chapter completed!