Seeing that the Chinese kid was about to leave, Niebuhr immediately panicked.
Not only was he penniless, but he also owed a huge amount of debt.
If he couldn't get the loan, he would probably have to jump off the tallest water tower in Chicago.
"I'll talk, I'll talk, don't go!”
Niebuhr wanted to grab the corner of Li Zixuan's clothes, but he was stopped by his bodyguards, Tom and Alan.
"Sir, our boss doesn't like others to touch him casually!”
Tom threatened the fat middle-aged man.
The two bodyguards didn't pity him at all.
In the morning, this guy was still boasting shamelessly about wanting their wise boss to say those humiliating words.
Now, it was the fat pig's turn, but this fellow looked pitiful.
Hearing this, Niebuhr gritted his teeth and did not look at the Chinese youth who was hugging his French girl. He said with a pleading expression,
"I'm sorry, respected Mr. Bruce. I was so ignorant and foolish in the past…"
"Stop... Stop, I'm not interested in listening to those long-winded apologies. Tell me, do it or not!”
Li Zixuan said straightforwardly, his eyes filled with coldness.
If others respected him, he would respect them.
Similarly, if others insulted him, he would return the favor tenfold.
When he first came to the Chicago Trade Exchange, this fat middle-aged man was so arrogant.
To Mr. Fu Guo, Li Zixuan was a liar, a puppet of the Xia people, and so on.
In fact, Li Zixuan had already treated this guy as a dead person.
Therefore, when he left the Chicago Trade Exchange, he asked J.C. Rich Country for some help.
The most important thing was to get the rich country company to lend money to this fatty.
Sure enough, as the price of grain soared, the greedy fatty wanted to invest more money.
When the manager of the rich country came and said that he could take a loan, Niebuhr immediately fell into the trap.
He had pledged all his assets at a very low price.
At that time, Niebuhr thought that as long as he made a round in the futures market, he could earn enough profit to repay the loan.
However, he had no idea that he had stepped into the trap set by Li Zixuan step by step.
His carriage, car, villa, and farm would all belong to Li Zixuan. If he wanted to,
his woman, the French girl, would be no exception.
"What a fool!" Niebuhr immediately knelt on the ground and shouted in the hall of the Exchange,
"I'm a stupid pig! How dare I offend the respected Mr. Bruce!"”
His words immediately attracted the attention of those who had lost all their net worth because of the sharp drop in futures.
Originally, everyone was in the same boat and had suffered a great loss.
However, when everyone noticed Fatty, some people remembered why they had bet on futures.
And Fatty often said something in the newspaper, buy, buy, buy!
That's right! It was all because of this guy!
Their eyes turned red.
This is human's shortcomings, they always impose their own faults on others,
facts, if they are not their own greed, how can they let Nibble a few words to persuade them.
However, Niebuhr didn't care about those people who harbored ill intentions. He looked at Li Zixuan with hope.
She wanted to borrow a large sum of money from him.
However, Li Zixuan smiled and took out about 5,000 dollars from his pocket and handed it to the French girl.
"According to what I just said, this money is yours!”
After saying that, he stuffed the money into the hands of the woman named Yi Lian.
After the latter received the money, he grabbed it tightly in his hand and said to the fat Niebuhr with disgust,
"Damn you Niebuhr, I've only been with you because of the money. I feel disgusted every day when I go to the window with you. Go to hell, you damn pauper!”
"I…!" Niebuhr finally felt that he had been completely fooled. Not only did this Chinese boy not give him money, but he also asked his former female companion to humiliate him.
That feeling made Niebuhr's heart turn ashen.
Feeling the mocking gazes around him, he shouted loudly and pushed through the crowd, running out of the trading center.
A day later, his body was found at the bottom of the Chicago Water Tower.
As he walked out of the trading center, heavy rain began to fall from the dark sky.
Li Zixuan glanced at the sky and then at the red brick building that looked like a factory behind him.
It was unknown how many people would lose their lives tonight.
As he completed the contract, the notification of the family check-in system sounded.
"Ding! Congratulations, the host's family assets have reached 10 million US dollars."
[Family upgrade, Middle of the Booms!]
"Upgrade complete!"
[Family: Li Family
Level: Level 4
Description: A family famous in California and even the United States. Your name has been engraved in the minds of the big shots in the country.]
"Ding, detected that the host has leveled up. A gift pack x 1 is given. Do you want to open it immediately?”
"Ding! Detected that the host family has been upgraded to level 4. The next upgrade requirement is to obtain the title of King of the World's Invent and 100 million US dollars in assets!”
"Isn't the title of the King of the Invent Thomas Eden? Don't tell me you want me to defeat him!"
Li Zixuan was shocked.
Even though he was now called an inventor by some newspapers, the title of King of Invent was still too far away.
To know that the future Thomas edisson had more than 2000 well-known and important invention patents,
he was known as the "King of the World".
Although he didn't know what standard the system used to evaluate the title, it was estimated that it was more difficult to obtain the title of King of the World's Invent than 100 million USD.
"It's probably impossible in a short period of time!”
Li Zixuan muttered in his heart.
In fact, other than the title, 100 million USD was not so easy to obtain in this era.
Didn't he see how much money he had earned from speculating in the economic crisis?
Of the twelve million dollars delivered, five million and three hundred thousand dollars had to be returned to the rich country company. The rest had to be paid for the contract of wheat and other grains that had fallen to one-third of the previous price.
About two million dollars.
Adding on some other expenses, Li Zixuan's total profit was about 4.7 million USD.
Of course, this profit was not low, but if he wanted to get 100 million in assets, he would need to make 20 such speculations.
Thinking about it, he felt that it was impossible.
In this world, the only way to earn money was to do business.
After all, the virtual economy was a product of the next century.
"I wonder how many years it will take!”
Li Zixuan, who was sitting in the carriage, sighed.
"Oh right, there's also the upgrade gift bag. System, open the upgrade gift bag.”
"Ding... Congratulations to the host for obtaining the production technology of sulfuric acid and a set of mature production lines!”
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