Big Smith is talking here, Rebecca Levy is making sandwiches, and she is also dealing with a man who saw the investment advertisement and talked about joining.

"Please wait for me for a moment. I'll finish talking to you."

Rebecca Levi tried her best to suppress her excitement.

Although this is not the West, New York is still full of gold.

Er Smith was enthused: Is it really so easy to make money?

At this time, the person who carried out the work most smoothly was undoubtedly Li Xiling.

He just puts the word out on Mott Street, Broome Street, Elizabeth Street and Chinatown - there are opportunities to make money, come on!

An Liangtang are all decent people, and they are representatives of those who are not good at eating.

Li Xiling’s speaking intensity is second only to Situ Meitang.

As soon as these words came out, everyone responded.

There are more than ten franchisees in one day, all Chinese businessmen, and some are waiting to see.

Abraham Cohen, who was on his way to Ossining's Sing Sing Prison, felt a little anxious at this time.

He knew that Big Smith and Li Xiling were working hard to make money, but he was working outside the circle of making money. It was painful to think about it.

But he made up his mind to handle Zhao Chuanxin's affairs properly. The boss's head was full of real gold. He went back to ask for advice. He could not say that he should come first and be the first to arrive later than Big Smith and Li Xiling.

It’s fast.

After thinking wildly along the way, the public carriage arrived at Xingxin Prison. Abraham Cohen paid the fare, packed his suit, and walked into the prison.

After many rounds of searches, I finally met Andrew Miller.

Andrew Miller was also wearing black Dalaris and a Roman collar at this time.

Abraham Cohen was stunned: How can this man be a priest?

Andrew Miller was also stunned. He thought it was Zhao Chuanxin who came.

"Who are you?"

"I am Abraham Cohen, and the boss asked me to come to see you."

Andrew Miller frowned, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes: "Boss? Did the leader say anything?"

"Leader? Boss, he said to reassure you that Rockefeller will not touch you again."

"That's it?" Andrew Miller was even more disappointed.

"By the way, also, the boss said that after the court is over, he will find an opportunity to get you out."

Andrew Miller's eyes widened: "Really?"

"Well, let's prepare for the trial first, and be sure to drag Rockefeller into trouble."

After Andrew Miller left, the prison guards asked Abraham Cohen to leave.

Abraham Cohen said: "I still want to meet someone..."

Of course the person he wanted to see was his cousin.

Unlike Andrew Miller, who is wearing a priest's robe, my cousin walks like a gangster, with his hands handcuffed in front, dangling, his nostrils pointed in the sky, and his beard is white, but it looks like a 258,000.

When he saw Abraham Cohen, he tilted his head and looked at him sideways: "Son of a bitch, it took you so long to come see me? Look at you now, you're dressed like a dog. If you didn't know, you'd think you were on Wall Street."

What about work? You didn’t take advantage of my absence to take advantage of Rebecca’s ideas, did you?”

Abraham Cohen showed no expression on his face, took out a cigarette, handed one over, lit it for his cousin, and smoked one himself.

He said calmly: "I was very busy and didn't take time to see you. Rebecca is very good. I took good care of her."

He deliberately emphasized the word "care".

When my cousin heard this, he became angry: "Damn, she is your cousin..."

Abraham Cohen sat quietly, unmoved by his anger: "Cousin, let me tell you, I have taken over your people. They were bullied by the Irish gangs and Italians and lived in poverty.

.I gave them a bite to eat, do you think that’s okay?”

It’s weird if there’s no problem.

My cousin's nose was flaring, as if he was about to explode and hurt someone at any time.

But Abraham Cohen was undaunted.

Sure enough, in the end, my cousin still suppressed his temper: "Well, the team will disperse sooner or later anyway, and it's better to take advantage of outsiders than to take advantage of you."

Abraham Cohen showed a confident smile.

The rise of the new Lion King is already unstoppable.

My cousin's white beard trembled, he looked at him with squinted eyes, and suddenly said: "I want to tell you some bad news."

Abraham Cohen leaned back and flicked his cigarette ashes: "What's the news?"

The cousin stared into his eyes and said: "Isaiah's mother came to the prison, visited his brother, and told him what you were doing outside."

"So what?" Abraham Cohen thought of what Zhao Chuanxin told him and disagreed.

He has contacted Situ Meitang’s lawyer Xiao Luo as his legal advisor.

My cousin smiled playfully: "You came to power because of the leader, right?"

This is the second time Abraham Cohen has heard the term "leader".

What kind of leader is the boss?

Zhao Chuanxin didn't say anything about the Chamber Pot God Cult outside.

"I earned my position through my own hard work." Abraham Cohen emphasized with a frown. "Even if I am promoted by my boss, it is because my intelligence is valued."

My cousin was not interested in his self-promotion and sneered, "Hey, do you know that Isaiah's brother is about to be released from prison? He may come to trouble you or the leader!"

Abraham Cohen's face changed slightly.

He didn't look down on anyone.

Just like Charles Baker, he is nothing more than an ant in front of his boss, but he can still cause a little trouble to his boss by surprise.

"Is he crazy? Does he dare?"

My cousin sneered and said: "Family love can make people crazy. However, if you can get me some money, I will help you solve this trouble in Xinxin Prison."

Abraham Cohen is very smart, but often too smart.

He now regards himself as Zhao Chuanxin's deputy, and feels that he cannot let Zhao Chuanxin intervene in everything. A qualified deputy must be able to take the initiative to solve problems for his boss.

He stubbed out his cigarette and asked, "How many do you want?"

All kinds of gains and losses were quickly considered in my cousin's mind, and he said a number in a moment: "I want four hundred yuan!"

Abraham Cohen wanted to stand up, but held back: "No, it's too much."

Four hundred dollars at this time is almost equivalent to thousands or even ten thousand dollars in the twenty-first century.

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This is not a small amount. Maybe Abraham Cohen will be able to easily come up with it in the future, but not now.

My cousin rolled his eyes. He asked for a high price and paid it back on the spot. He pretended to take a big step back: "Half, 200, not a penny less."

Abraham Cohen still shook his head: "100, if it works, I can give it to you now."

"Deal!"

Abraham Cohen reached into his pocket, but suddenly said: "Don't you think it would be better to give this money to Rebecca? Do you know how difficult it is for her to live outside?"

My cousin gritted his teeth and said, "She agreed to marry me only after I solved her brother's trouble. I was arrested by the police at the wedding, and I haven't gotten along with her until now. Why should I give her money? Besides, I'm very

I doubt there will be any difference between giving the money to her and returning it to your pocket."

Abraham Cohen's anger disappeared in a flash: "You know, she is not that kind of person. Although you are in prison, she has always adhered to womanly ways and supported herself by herself."

My cousin shrugged indifferently.

Abraham Cohen took out his wallet, counted out a hundred dollars, threw it away angrily, turned around and left.

But when he reached the door, he turned around and said coldly: "Nathan didn't escape to another place, but met God, right?"

A trace of panic flashed across my cousin's face.

Abraham Cohen knew the answer when he saw this: "I hope you use money to do things."

After saying that, turn around and leave.

……

Zhao Chuanxin came to the backyard to practice balancing.

Margaret Gompers was holding the wooden shovel made by her master and digging for earthworms.

She lifted up the twisting earthworm without fear at all and said, "Master, let's go fishing."

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "There are always unscrupulous people who want to harm Master, so Master cannot go out."
To be continued...