Chapter 297

"Charlie, it turns out." He said, with a black face.

"How much?" Judging from his face, Li Zi Tao thought the result was not ideal.

"Only, 564218.6 beautiful Dao, ha ha --" after that, Du tanlong couldn't help but burst into laughter.

That is to say, their gross profit is 56000 today, and the corresponding expenditure is at least $50000.

A month of 1.5 million profits, rob the bank did not earn much.

"We can't think of it like that. After all, it's just a few days before the opening of the business. After all, when this upsurge is over, the daily sales volume will definitely drop."

Calm down, Li Zitao and Du tanlong discussed the follow-up development.

Hualian's first step is very good and stable. As long as we maintain the advantages of quality, price and management, we believe that we will soon return to the peak of Macy.

Before long, it will surpass Macy and become the existence that all retail industries look forward to.

"I don't know if Walton's small store has opened, and whether Wal Mart will appear." Li Zitao thought of it curiously.

As for the storm caused by his butterfly, Li Zitao doesn't care at all. BMW has become a beauty department.

The aegis Bureau guarding peace is a bodyguard. What else should I care about.

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The company's business to Du tanlong, Li Zitao went to skunk again, found that Mitchell and the R & D team had been in touch, so he left at ease.

At home in Chicago, Li Zitao, who just came back, got the news that his fiancee was leaving. They were going to Paris to talk about cooperation with Dior.

"With my plane." Li Zitao dials his black card customer service line to get people ready to take off.

"By the way, my dear, can you lend me your manor at Beverly Asked Adelaide before she went out.

"Any time, of course." Although she didn't know what she wanted to do, Li Zitao agreed happily.

"Thank you. It's very kind of you." After a kiss, she took the maid to the car and left.

"What has Madame been up to lately?" Sitting in the living room with six dogs, Li asked Hogg.

"Madame spends most of her time on the phone, and there are some emails, which are all design manuscripts sent to Hollywood and Paris."

"Does she have a lot of communication with Garbo?" After rubbing his dog's head, Li Zitao said that this is to show the great woman's bearing and live in harmony?

"Yes, Madame and miss Garbo had a very pleasant atmosphere." Every time he talked to Garbo, Hogg could hear his wife's cheerful laughter.

"Well, it's OK." Grabbing the dog rope, Li Zitao takes his dog out for a walk.

"Good afternoon, sir." The neighbor who meets by chance smiles and bows.

"You too." Li Zitao smiles and nods.

Although there are many people on the way to say hello, no one wants to, or should say, no one dares to approach him.

Six lion like looking basil feles, let everyone want to go forward to give up the idea.

"Your Excellency, your excellency." Li Zitao, a leisurely dog owner, suddenly heard a call and looked back.

The man with a white dome cap, slovenly, and eyes was stopped by a bodyguard behind him.

"Let him come." To see what the other side wants to say, Li Zitao asked people to put him over.

"They are lovely, sir." Livermore said against his heart, his face almost frozen.

Six strong as a lion, Feile has absolutely nothing to do with loveliness.

"What can I do for you?" Give the dog rope to the bodyguard and let him leave with his dog. Li Zitao motioned to the other party to come forward and continue walking along the coast.

"Sir, my name is Jesse Livermore and I want to join your think tank." Livermore's voice was full of firmness, as if he were sure that he would succeed.

"Why do I need you?" Li Zitao looked at the other party with a playful look, and thought, "how much does it have to expand before I dare to say that?"

"Sir, I made $160 million in the great depression." Livermore stopped and looked straight at Li.

"King of speculation." Li Zitao was really surprised.

He had heard about it, known as the king of speculation on Wall Street, the idol of stock traders, the son of a bitch that bankrupts hate.

Looking at the other party's wrinkled suit, dressed like a hangover, Li said with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Livermore, but I'm not interested in stocks."

Since the great depression, he has rarely touched stocks, and think tanks have only marked a few stocks that he is interested in.

Occasionally, I will operate some stocks that seem to have potential. If there is a little profit, I will sell them in time and never go deep.

Compared with the stock market, he paid more attention to the development of industry and the future hundreds of billions of dollars of war money.

"Sir, if we can use the data analysis of think tanks, I am sure that we can make hundreds of millions of dollars in profits in the stock market, and our cooperation will be the most perfect."Li Zitao understood that what the other side really valued was the precise data analysis of think tanks, and they wanted to use these data to make operational profits.

"Sorry, I don't think I can help you." The stock market, Li Zitao is really not going to touch.

The profits of hundreds of millions of dollars can be achieved by any industry under his name, which is really unattractive to him.

Not to mention anything else, Las Vegas, including the one-year construction period and the remaining two-year tax-free period, is expected to create about $400 million for it.

The target of 100 million yuan is too small, which is a bit of an eyesore.

"Monsieur -" said Livermore, not content with what he wanted to say.

"Sorry, I'm going to start exercising." Li Zitao said, unbutton his shirt cuff and jogged forward after moving his hands and feet.

Seeing Li Zitao's rudeness, Livermore's face sank. After stopping at the same place for a while, he returned to the car by the side of the road.

"What did he say?" Seeing him back, the woman in the car asked.

"He refused." Livermore said with reluctance.

"I knew that would happen." A woman's expression that I had guessed.

"It doesn't matter. I can still do it myself, just like before." Livermore disdained: "the Chinese people are too timid. Even if the cake is sent to his mouth, he still hesitates. I bet he doesn't understand the charm of stocks."

"But he's rich." The woman responded.

"I do, too. I have a billion dollars." Exclaimed Livermore, somewhat abashed.

"Yes, it's only half there." Women's words are still mean, as if they are deliberately against him.

"God, if you can shut this woman up forever, I will always believe in you." Said Livermore in his heart.

His bad marriage and family life made him exhausted. Every day, he had to devote a lot of energy and time to deal with these, which made him unable to calm down to think.

Because of this, he is more and more eager for quick success and instant profits in the stock market.

He lost nearly 500 million U.S. dollars due to his successive mistakes, which is an astronomical number in that era.

That's why he wanted to use the sophisticated analysis and judgment of think tanks, but he was rejected by Li Zitao mercilessly.

"One day, you will regret it." Livermore clenched his fist and said to himself.

His wife's hornet like nagging came into his ears again, and Livermore, who was confident just now, bowed his head and prayed in dismay: "God, who can make her shut up?"

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