Although Williams, an Oriental, is not good at business, he is obviously a person who enjoys life very much.
The wine used and the food served were all excellent. His father, who had been a high official in China, left him God knows how much property, and God knows how much he had ruined.
If he could be allowed to join his "getting rich plan", he would definitely be able to make a lot of money. It's a pity that he doesn't seem to be very interested in it now. Ponzi thought with a little regret.
There were many guests here, and they all seemed to be friends of Mr. Huāhuā.
Williams came to Ponzi with a cheerful face and loudly introduced to his friends what an outstanding business genius Mr. Charles Ponzi was, which also attracted unanimous praise from everyone.
When Pang Qi was full of joy and proud, a rude shout suddenly came from outside, but it was obviously not in English. It sounded like the language of an Eastern country.
A young man who looked similar to Williams and was probably Chinese or Japanese walked in angrily.
He was dressed a bit nondescript, wearing a suit and a pair of black high leather boots.
When he saw this man, Williams actually seemed a little scared and hurriedly rushed towards him.
"****!****!" The high leather boots seemed to only know one sentence in English. They kept repeating this curse word over and over again, and then mixed it with a lot of words that no one understood. The translator next to them didn't dare to say a word.
He just dared to stand there with his head down.
Williams struggled to pull his high leather boots to a small room on the side, and then quickly closed the door. Before closing the door, he looked outside uneasily.
Ponzi particularly noticed that the expression on Williams' face was very complicated at the moment of closing the door.
"Who is this? So rude and barbaric." Someone asked dissatisfied.
Someone who may be a good friend of Williams shrugged and said, "I heard that he is the son of a big warlord in China and he came to the United States to purchase something."
This sentence aroused Ponzi's curiosity. He waited there for a while, and when others were not paying attention to the matter, he walked up to the man, chatted with him for a while, and then asked pretending not to care:
"The son of a big Chinese warlord? God, what do they want to buy when they come to America?"
"I heard it was a big warlord who was overthrown." The man shrugged and said, "China has just ended its civil war. Many warlords have been overthrown. A man named Wang Hengyue became the president of China, and many of his enemies
Not convinced, these warlords formed an alliance under the organization of the big warlord to take back everything that belonged to them from Wang Hengyue. But they needed all kinds of weapons, so they had to go to China
Came to do some shopping.”
"If that's the case, why is the Chinese so angry?" Pang Qi didn't quite understand.
"Only Williams knows that." The man looked to the side, and then lowered his voice: "But I heard some rumors, and I heard that Williams has some financial problems."
At this time, the door of the small room was opened, and the tall leather boots still had anger on their faces. They roared loudly, and the translator beside them hurriedly said: "Master Zhang said, I will give you three more days, otherwise
Don’t blame us for being rude!”
"Master Zhang" then walked out of the guests angrily, muttering something in his mouth.
Ponzi grabbed the translator: "What did he say?"
"A bunch of rotten people!" the translator replied angrily.
When Williams came out again, his mood was obviously much lower, and he was trying to keep himself together to cope with the guests.
"This is your chance to make a fortune!" Pang Qi said happily after returning to his hotel from the reception.
"What?" His wife obviously didn't understand.
Ponzi carefully closed the curtains and lowered his voice: "Our postal bill purchase business will fail sooner or later. And we continue to use the money of latecomers to make up for the interest returns of the first investors. This
The burden will become heavier and heavier until it completely overwhelms us. At that time, we will all have to go to jail!"
Mrs. Ponzi nodded in panic, this was exactly what she was most worried about.
But what should be done?
A smile appeared on Ponzi's face: "Now the opportunity to make a fortune is in front of us. I have seen many times in newspapers that wars are going on everywhere in China, and the warlords who were overthrown are always thinking about taking back themselves.
Everything. What is needed most for war? Arms, they need a lot of arms!"
"But we don't recognize people."
"That Zhang" Ponzi smiled proudly: "He is a playboy just like Williams. They don't have any ability and will only rely on their own family. When he comes to the United States this time, he must have a lot of money in his hands.
As long as we use our brains a little bit, the money will fall into our pockets!"
Mrs. Ponzi was a little worried: "They are all big warlords who kill without blinking an eye. It may be too dangerous to do business with them. And if they want arms, where will we go?"
Ponzi didn't care at all: "It's too slow to rely on the poor people to buy postal notes, and we have to bear a lot of interest. This burden is too big. Although the warlords are fierce, this is the United States! They
I definitely don’t dare to come here! As for the arms, I think there will be a way."
After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly said: "My dear, we can start with the translator first. You can think of a way to ask that translator to come out for dinner tomorrow."
Italian restaurant.
The translator named Ma Jerry seemed a little confused by Panzifu's sudden invitation to him.
Pang Qi graciously treated him to Italian food, and then asked him to serve red wine: "Ma, can you introduce us to your friend from China?"
"Friends from China?" Margery was startled for a moment, then realized: "Ah, you are talking about Mr. Zhang, right?"
Then a sly expression appeared on his face: "No, no, he is my boss, and I must not reveal my boss's secrets."
Ponzi smiled and took out three hundred dollars and put it in front of him.
This was a large amount of money. Ma Jierui collected the money with satisfaction: "Well, in Hunan, China, there was a military governor named Zhang Jingyao. He was overthrown by a man named Wang Hengyue. Zhang Jingyao had been in Hunan for many years.
As an official, he made a lot of money and could even buy half of New York. After he was overthrown, he ran to Hong Kong, and then contacted the warlords in various places who were overthrown by Wang Hengyue, and wanted to overthrow Wang Hengyue by force again and reoccupy China. My boss is
Zhang Jingyao’s son was ordered to come to New York to purchase weapons.”
"Weapon, what kind of weapon?" Ponzi's attention was completely attracted.
Margery looked to the side and whispered: "Warship!"
Ponzi was startled. God, the warship!
"This time Wang Hengyue purchased a batch of warships from the United States and the United Kingdom, which posed a great threat to Zhang Jingyao's alliance. Therefore, they also wanted to purchase a battleship in the United States to counter Wang Hengyue's navy and create a military balance. Only in this way can they defeat Wang Hengyue.
The government continues to pose a threat." Margery took a sip of wine and said calmly:
"Before, Zhang Jingyao and Williams' father were teachers and students. After arriving in the United States, Mr. Zhang found Williams on the first day. Williams patted his chest and agreed. Mr. Zhang even handed over 200,000 yuan.
A deposit of US dollars was required, but I don’t know why Williams kept delaying it. Yesterday, Mr. Zhang couldn’t bear it anymore, so he gave Williams an ultimatum!”
Ponzi totally got it.
Obviously, Williams not only has a financial problem, but a huge problem!
His money is flowing like water, and his company also has serious problems. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that he has fallen into the current predicament.
Pang Qi's mind was racing: "Ma, can you introduce Mr. Zhang to me?"
"Do you also want to discuss this business?"
"Yes!" Ponzi didn't hide anything: "I have the ability to handle this matter well."
Marjery was a little uneasy: "Where are you going to nòng a warship?"
Ponzi smiled mysteriously: "Of course I have my own way."
Seeing that Mar Jerry still had some hesitation, Ponzi smiled and said:
"If this thing can be done, I can give you a reward of ten thousand dollars!"
Margery's eyes lit up.
How many years would he have to work to earn ten thousand US dollars? Thinking of this, he extended his hand to Pon Qi: "Tomorrow, I can arrange for Mr. Zhang to meet with you!"
After seeing off Ma Jierui, Pang Qi pondered for a moment: "Find all the newspapers related to the Chinese war, especially the news about Wang Hengyue and Zhang Jingyao. The more detailed I need to know, the better. My dear, I have to
Hurry up and do this."
Mrs. Ponzi nodded obediently.
Everything about her husband is closely related to her. When her husband makes money, she can spend a lot of it. If her husband falls, her good days will also come to an end.
What Pang Qi is thinking about now is how to try his best to persuade that Mr. Zhang to do business with him. On the contrary, he is not worried about the origin of the warships.
He knew that there was someone who would be happy to tell him this and would be happy to cooperate with him.
Once the warship business is completed, the profits will be astronomical. God, this is much better than defrauding a bunch of poor people in Boston.
And the dilemma he is facing will be solved soon.
Thinking of this, Pang Qi couldn't help but let out a proud smile!