Although the weather has been sunny and windy since October, Zhao Chuanxin's mood is exactly the opposite, not beautiful.

But today was different, he was humming a tune the whole way.

When passing Avenue A, Zhao Chuanxin also deliberately went to see Rebecca Levi's food truck.

Rebecca Levy is wearing an apron and is very busy.

It was breakfast time, and it was hard not to be tempted by the hurried but hungry pedestrians after smelling the aroma and confirming the price.

The Chinese on Carnell Street run a food truck, and the drink they serve is coffee.

And Rebecca Levi inherited Zhao Chuanxian’s hot and sour tomato soup.

It's hard to tell the difference.

Because Rebecca Levi itself has a special characteristic - the attribute of Internet celebrity.

Her figure is too hot, and her personality makes men want to conquer.

Just look at the queues and you will know that most of them are men who look like giant geese standing in line to go out, stretching their necks left and right.

While they were queuing, they were all looking at the bustling busty figures with their heads peeping out.

Zhao Chuanxin took a glance and saw Abraham Cohen and Grenville Harper leading a group of people to look at it from a distance.

I found Arthur Gompers in the queue of customers again.

This boring piece of shit was actually well-fed, but he came to line up again after dinner in the morning, with ulterior motives.

Rebecca Levy has been busy these days, and she always finds time to look up and wander around.

Then he lowered his head and continued working.

It was the same today. When I looked up, I saw a man riding a tall horse. His face was hidden under the brim of his hat. He was riding a horse in a suit and leather shoes, and he was not afraid of wrinkles in his clothes.

That horse, that man's height and build, that lazy temperament... Rebecca Levi can recognize who it is at a glance even if she can't see the face.

There was a hint of surprise in her eyes, and she wanted to say hello, but felt it was inappropriate.

The spatula in my hand slides, and the omelette is divided into two.

The male customer in front of me said with a smile: "Madam, my egg is broken."

Rebecca Levi panicked for some reason and apologized: "I'll fry you another one."

"Then you should fry two. Only two of them will be symmetrical and complete."

Rebecca Levy absentmindedly: "Oh, oh, okay..."

When the male customer saw this, he felt very disappointed and his heart was in a knot.

Maybe I didn’t lick it enough. I’ll try harder tomorrow.

Rebecca Levi finished frying the eggs, and when she looked up again, she found that the man was gone.

The male customer handed over a ten-cent coin with the Statue of Liberty on the front and a cross and stars on the back.

Rebecca Levy lost her mind and threw it into the cash box.

Seeing this, the male customer laughed and pretended to be generous: "The rest is a tip..."

But Rebecca Levi had no reaction.

Okay, that's great.

Next!

……

Kang Youwei is hiding in hiding these days.

He tried to get on the train to Canada, but failed because the train station was patrolled by police and they posted Kang Youwei's face everywhere.

He tried to take a ship, or go to Canada, or go to Europe, but he was scared back outside the pier.

With a yin and yang head, big braids, and two obscene rat whiskers, the original version of this portrait was painted by Zhao Chuanxin, which focuses on realism.

Portraits were posted everywhere, and Kang Youwei could see them all. At this time, he felt chills all over his body, as if he was looking into a mirror in front of a piece of white paper.

Good guy, he's actually having trouble getting around in New York.

He doesn't even dare to live in Chinatown.

Because that place is full of Anliangtang’s spies.

The young wife, He Zhan, looked pale: "Husband, is Anliangtang crazy? What benefits did Zhao Chuanxin give them to work so hard?"

Kang Youwei pretended to be calm and had a good temperament: "According to Yang Runchuan, Zhao Chuanxin gave Anliangtang a business called a dining car. At this time, Anliangtang and Zhao Chuanxin were working together. It was the time when Mili was mixing oil.

."

He Zhan asked anxiously: "Then what should we do?"

Overseas Chinese people gather together, and when they come in and out every day, they are familiar with Chinese faces, which makes people feel that life is easier.

But now, they don't dare to go to Chinatown at all.

Kang Youwei was sweating secretly, but he suddenly straightened his back and pinched his beard: "I think Kang traveled around Europe and the United States all his life. He traveled by boat and carriage, read and thought deeply, pursued benevolence, and distinguished between China and foreign countries.

, the way to save China. Now he is trapped in New York for a villain. Since Zhao Chuanxin is unkind and wants to kill me, then I am not a piece of meat on the chopping block. I still have a few relatives and friends, so I will Zhao Chuanxin

Get to the bottom of it and let the U.S. government sanction him!"

He Zhan's eyes were full of struggle.

The newspaper said that my husband is a profit-seeking villain, but he is so impassioned. Which one is true?

She chewed her teeth and said, "Husband, New York Consul Yang Yuying once said that the United States is a paradise for capitalists. Especially in a place with abundant resources and treasures like New York, the voices of capitalists can be heard directly. It's okay, husband, find a way to contact Rockefeller and Morgan.

Let’s see if there’s anything we can do?”

Kang Youwei's eyes lit up.

Families such as Rockefeller and Morgan are famous in the United States and are as wealthy as the country.

But Kang Nanhai is also quite wealthy.

You might as well give it a try.

……

In fact, Zhao Chuanxin hasn’t left yet, he just found Abraham Cohen.

Abraham Cohen and Grenville Harper saw him and greeted him enthusiastically.

Just when Grenville Harper wanted to introduce himself to the group of people, Zhao Chuanxin shook his head at him in a vague way, signaling to shut up.

Then pulled Abraham Cohen aside.

Abraham Cohen said: "Boss, the police from the First Precinct will go to our company on time every day to report on the progress. But unfortunately, the Chinese named Kang Youwei has never been found. The police said that they will strictly guard every corner of New York.

Exit, this person will be captured."

Zhao Chuanxin almost forgot about Kang Youwei.

My beard has grown a bit recently and it’s a bit itchy.

He scratched his cheek: "The New York police are all loose Karami. They can't even catch people with such obvious features. But I provided photo-quality portraits."

Abraham Cohen shrugged.

Zhao Chuanxin's teeth were itching with hatred: "That old immortal owes me more money than Arthur's phone number. If we catch him and squeeze out the last bit of profit, we will not be sorry to the poor people who were deceived and abducted by him!"

"..."

Worried about by his boss, Abraham Cohen observed two seconds of silence for Kang Youwei.

He added: "The trial of the Rockefeller case was held yesterday. Rockefeller Jr. appeared in court, but the case was evenly divided. There was no winner."

Zhao Chuanxin had no hope for this: "Okay, you can pay more attention to it."

"By the way, boss, your apprentice called the company before."

"What are you doing?"

"He said he wanted you to invest his money. He wanted the money to generate compound interest. He said he knew you were planning something big."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "I know,"

This evildoer!

Abraham Cohen said with a shy face: "Boss, can I ask what you are doing? I also want to invest..."

He knew that Zhao Chuanxin's eldest apprentice looked silly, but was actually a kid with hair that was smarter than a monkey.

When he said making money, there should be no lies.

Zhao Chuanxin got on his horse and lit a cigarette: "How much money do you have?"

"I..." Abraham Cohen thought that he didn't have much money, so he went to Xingxin Prison and gave a hundred yuan to his cousin. "I found someone to help me get it together, and I can get up to a thousand yuan at most."

Zhao Chuanxin turned around: "Go back to Wall Street. There is an unlisted office at No. B555, 200 meters west of the New York Stock Exchange. I have been there these days. Deliver it before October 12th, otherwise

It’s too late.”
To be continued...