Whether or not he believed Su Chen's promise, in Zhao Yiweidu's subconscious, the importance of trading companies has been invisibly increased to a higher level. It is true that it is true.

After finishing the call with Zhao Yiwei, Su Chen took out 3.5 million US dollars from the safe and put them all in a huge mountaineering bag. The weight of more than 70 pounds made him almost unable to straighten his waist.

Originally, he wanted to enter the movie world with a large bag of money, but when he thought about it, he felt that this behavior was too exaggerated. Not to mention more than three million US dollars, or 30,000 US dollars, it was a huge sum of money in the neighborhood where Sweetie lived.

If someone finds that he has so much money with him, he will probably never have peace of mind in that world in the future. So to be safe, it is better to be safer.

After careful consideration, Su Chen adjusted the time on his mobile phone and finally entered the movie world with only 300,000 US dollars.

At six o'clock in the evening, Anderson met his boss Su Chen, who was downstairs of the law firm for the next three years. Neither of them liked to talk nonsense, so he directly found a restaurant to discuss his next plan.

"This is your salary in the next four weeks. If you get extra, you will think it's overtime pay." At the dining table, Su Chen directly distributed the money he brought to Anderson 250,000.

Even a middle class member, Anderson was the first time he was dealing with such a large amount of cash. The tax revenue in the United States was tedious, and the people never had the habit of saving money. Usually, he only earned more than 300,000 yuan a year after working hard for a year, and this was not considered tax deductions.

What organization Americans are most afraid of? It is not the army, nor the police, nor the CIA and the FBI, but the IRS, which is rarely mentioned in film and television works. It is just because the rights of this organization are so great that even those financial oligarchs do not want to attract the attention of the IRS, let alone the most ordinary middle class.

However, there are policies and countermeasures above and below, both in China and abroad. Anderson is in a mid-life crisis. Every time he sees a small half of his salary, he is deducted taxes. It is absolutely fake to say that he doesn't feel sorry for him.

Now that I suddenly came to my house with a big customer, and it was cash settlement. Not to mention that I was overjoyed, but at least my heart beat faster.

Anderson saw it very clearly and felt very clear. The two of them had just signed a contract before, and the legal effects were almost gone. However, Su Chen still paid his salary for four weeks in advance, which means that either Su Chen didn't care about the money or whether he would do his job seriously.

But no matter which possibility it is, Anderson dares not try it. He doesn't want to offend such a rich boss, and he is even more reluctant to give up this generous job.

As the so-called money-taking**, Anderson has not been idle since yesterday and has started reporting the results of the day to Su Chen at the dinner table.

First of all, it’s a green card. This is really not fast, and it’s not just a matter of money. The Immigration Bureau has been stuck in a very dead state in the past two years. Fortunately, Su Chen is obviously an East Asian race. If he had a big bearded face, it would be useless no matter how much money it would be.

On the Immigration Bureau, Anderson promised that he would do it, but that special contribution depends on Su Chen himself. As long as both sides make efforts at the same time, they are definitely expected to get a green card within two months - even in the United States, there are also special channels to go through. The only difference is that capitalism takes everything to the table to exert force, and there are relatively few small actions in private.

The second is donation, which is best solved. There are countless charitable funds in the United States waiting to be put into the pot. New York is the world's number one super metropolis, and there are countless foundations. However, Su Chen asked to donate directly to hospitals under the foundation, so there is much less room for choice.

Anderson selected more than a dozen well-reputed old foundations for Su Chen to choose from. Finally, he chose a public hospital in Queens, which is adjacent to an immigration area with mixed black, Latino and Asians, and is not too far from where Sweetheart lives.

"Mr. Su, I have to remind you that donating three million US dollars at one time is an extremely generous feat. As your personal lawyer, I suggest that you should spread this matter first through the media, so that you can expand your popularity."

"You are responsible for contacting the media. Just report me a number of how much it costs. I don't have time to pay attention to these small things."

"Okay... OK, then do you need to meet with the hospital manager?"

"No, you'll have to come forward at that time... By the way, I forgot to tell the person in charge for me, and said that I would leave a room for me in the hospital, which must be close to the obstetrics and gynecology operating room, even if I have been booked for a long time."

"Mr. Su, do you have any relatives who need to be born? If so, please be honest, the environment of this hospital is not suitable for mothers..."

"Don't worry about that, just tell the hospital my request. If they don't agree, I can add another two million to the donation!"

"Okay, as you wish." Anderson smiled bitterly when he heard this. This was the first time he had encountered such a strange request, but as long as it was not involved in the crime, the employer's small request was nothing.

A public hospital located in a dirty, messy and poor immigration district suddenly had three million charitable donations. Not to mention having a special ward for Su Chen, it would be enough to buy a whole floor. There was no need to add two million more.

The green card and charitable donations have been discussed, and the only thing left is the warehouse.

“…Why do you think about the choice of warehouses near the dock or near the exit of the expressway?”

But at this point, Su Chen suddenly changed his mind.

"Don't rush to find a warehouse. The most important thing is the house. I want you to choose a big house for me, the bigger the better!"

"The bigger the better? Mr. Su, if you have a lot of funds, I personally recommend that you buy a manor. There are many real estate properties that match your identity in Manhattan's Upper East Side. If you own a manor of hundreds of years, even immigration officials will look at you differently."

"... Let's talk about it." Why didn't Su Chen want to buy a super luxury mansion directly? This way, whether it is used as a "base" or for enjoyment, it is a very good choice, but now it is money that restricts him.

The reason why he inexplicably donated money to the hospital's obstetrics and gynecology department was to make the brass teapot come in handy - what else is more painful than childbirth?

Although it is not kind to use the pain of a mother to make money, compared to the cost of giving birth to a child in the United States for thousands of dollars, I believe that pregnant women who have accepted Su Chen's donation will also understand him.

Su Chen needs time, and the only thing that can restrict him is time. He must survive this period of time. At least before the end of the cooling period of the next movie, he can only use existing means to maintain it.

After dinner, Anderson hurriedly left with the task assigned by Su Chen, while Su Chen strolled on the streets of New York, enjoying the fun of taking a walk after dinner.

Compared with the never-ending New York, although it has been ten years apart, New York has not changed significantly overall. Besides, this is a Hollywood movie, and it would be a hell of a sudden change.

But there is a saying that if you walk in the black area of ​​New York, if you don’t carry a gun, you will be the favor of the God of Luck.

Su Chen obviously did not get the favor of the God of Luck, so when he was about to reach Sweetheart's residence, he accidentally met a few familiar guys. After a closer look, it seemed that they had all appeared in the movie.

Under the dim street lights, several tall and big black men surrounded Su Chen, and they knew what they wanted to do without asking.

With Su Chen's memory, it was impossible to recognize the origin of these people, but with the help of NZT, it would be different. Not to mention the small characters who have appeared in the movie, even passers-by with only the backs, he could recognize them.

Su Chen swept over these people one by one and sneered: "B?B?"

Several black people were surprised and suspicious. One of them had threatened sweethearts in the film, pouting his pig's intestine-like mouth and stressing with the unique weirdness of the black people, "Do you know me?"

"I recognize your mother! You don't know that I just came out of your house? But your mother's smell is too strong, so I asked her to wash it a few more times." Su Chen raised his middle finger and gestured at the few people one by one. He didn't take it seriously.

Several people were furious when they heard this. One of them was about to take out a gun, but Su Chen's speed was obviously faster. In just a moment, two guns hit the foreheads of several black people.

"I said I came out of your mother's house, and you didn't seem to be happy? Do you think I'm giving less money?" Su Chen provoked several black men, and poked the black man with a black turban on his head with a gun a few times. "Who asked you to come and cause trouble for me? Don't tell me that I just want to borrow some money. It's better to coax the child for such a mentally retarded reason."

Hell! Are you not a child?

While complaining wildly in their hearts, several black men were thinking about how to find a way. They didn't believe that Su Chen would shoot in public, even if this was a remote place where few people passed by.

But these old men obviously underestimated Su Chen's idea. He has been getting these two guns for more than two months, and he has not shot a single shot until now. It seems a bit unreasonable. Besides, these people are the ones who have bad intentions to him first, so if they hit them... they will be beaten!

Bang!

With a loud "sound", several black men were trembling in fear. Su Chen even gritted his teeth, and his facial features were shivering in a ball - the gunshots were too loud, and the recoil was a little too high, so he was not prepared enough and suffered a little in secret.
Chapter completed!