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Late winter.

Outside the window, the cold wind blowing from the Arctic Ocean was mixed with some rustling snowflakes, which brought a biting chill. Although it was still early, the thick shade of trees in the yard was all darkened by the sky. The window was wide open, and what was welcomed into the room was not only the wind and snow blowing into the room, but also the biting chill.

A delicate and transparent Italian crystal table lamp stands on the table, and no one turns it on, set off by the window screen floating in the wind and snow, like a slender black silhouette. The air inside is quiet and lonely, with the chill and twilight aggravated at the same time.

The whole person was trapped in a wide sofa. The cell phone in his hand had already slipped onto the sofa at some point. Li Zicheng looked at the window unconsciously and let the dusk wrap it layer by layer. Since the snow started in the afternoon, the weather became colder, but when he sat in the room and was unwilling to go out, he was always wearing relatively thin clothes, although it was already chilling.

Although the window was not closed and the wind was biting, Li Zicheng had no intention of moving or adding clothes. He just sat on the sofa, thinking about it, his brows frowned and looked out the window, as if he was thinking about something.

Looking at the snowflakes flying in the window, Li Zicheng felt that he could hear the sound of firecrackers coming from Chinatown. Today was February 17, 1912. This was an ordinary day for Americans, but for Chinese people, this day was the most important day of the year.

Today is New Year’s Eve!

I miss my family more during the holidays! But what about my relatives?

Hiding his body in the sofa and picking up his phone again. Li Zicheng looked at the screen of the phone with his eyes. Although the phone had a lot of photos in memory, there was only one photo with his parents. That's all!

The only one! They zoomed in the photo from time to time, looked at the serious father and kind mother in the photo, and tears slid down their cheeks from time to time. Do they know that they had an air crash? Do they...their longing for their relatives made Li Zicheng's whole expression look extremely decadent.

"Why……"

Li Zicheng, who was lying on the sofa and trying to "bury" himself in the sofa, looked at the ceiling and sighed. This villa in the Shangdong District cost tens of thousands of dollars, but it didn't feel like home at all.

"Maybe I'm too bored!"

Thinking about the fact that I seem to be really bored recently, especially after the initial busyness, I have been tortured by such days of doing nothing and eating and waiting for hunger.

After 18 banks in New York used £1.35 million in bond mortgages, they took Asi to Miami and bought a sailing yacht. They spent a month learning to drive the sailing yacht. In the next two and a half months, they drove the yacht alone like an ant moving every day, transporting boxes of gold, bonds and films in steel barrels into Miami warehouses.

It took two and a half months to go, and the treasures in the submarine, even the computer, mobile phone, and books in the plane were swept away by myself. Finally, the gold was wrapped in the lead ingot and transported to New York by train. Since then, I seem to have become more and more bored.

Especially after hiring Thomas Lee's cargo ship a week ago and taking away the "cargo" left on the deserted island for four days, I was extremely bored and fed and hungry all day long. Although the Upper East Side is a rich man in New York and even though I bought this mansion, for nearby residents, it is impossible for me to integrate into the circle of the Upper East Side of New York, such a yellow man, to the circle of New York.

In such boredom, I spent $6,000 to "buy" at New York University to study law in order to find something for myself. To be precise, it was to get the opportunity to take the bar exam.

Thinking of this, my eyes looked at the New York State lawyer consultation certificate placed in the frame on Pei. Before coming to this time and space, I also had a California lawyer qualification certificate, and even the company hired me at that time for this reason.

"You don't want to be a lawyer!"

Thinking of this era, Americans cannot accept a Chinese lawyer’s defense for them, and Chinese people do not have the habit of hiring lawyers. They can only... well! Look!

"Why!"

After a sigh, Li Zicheng stood up, walked straight to the bedroom, and walked towards the basement. The most important reason why he bought this villa was because of this wine cellar of more than 200 square meters, and the wine cellar went directly underground. After two months of renovation, the underground cellar turned into an underground vault, which was divided into two halves by a steel insurance door. The insurance door went deep into both sides of the granite cellar.

This vault was installed by an insurance company in New York two months ago, costing tens of thousands of dollars. The former wine cellar was completely transformed into a sturdy vault. The thick reinforced concrete and two-inch-thick steel plates on the inner layer, plus the open safe door with a dial-type full mechanical password lock, making the vault extremely solid.

After taking out the key from the neck and entering the password, Li Zicheng opened the vault door. When he opened the vault door, the first thing that caught his eye was rows of "lead ingots" in the vault. When he moved the gold to Miami with a yacht, in order to bring the gold into the United States, he cast a layer of metal lead on the island to transport it as ballast and transported it into the port. Later, he brought it to New York. Even now he has not taken the gold out of the lead sleeve.

On both sides of the underground vault, 186 steel barrels are neatly placed on double-layer barrel racks. The waist-high buckets made of stainless steel are the real wealth. A country's technical patents for decades or even hundreds of years, and the miniature film of the drawings is quietly lying in the fully sealed steel barrel.

"Maybe... can I start a company?"

Taking stock of the German nouns on the steel barrel and standing in front of a barrel with the "chemical products" marked, Li Zicheng couldn't help but think that the dye industry in the United States is very backward now, and almost all the chemical dyes in the world are monopolized by Germany. If he opened a dye company himself, he might be able to...

"Can……"

Thinking of his Chinese, especially those Americans discrimination against Chinese, Chen Moran smiled helplessly and even his villa was bought through Zhigongtang through Zhigong Hall, and then signed a permanent rental agreement with him. As a Chinese, he did not even have the right to buy real estate, let alone start a company!

"Did I have been like this every day in my life, staying in a mansion to eat and wait for hunger?"

Standing in the vault with his arms held, Li Zicheng sighed helplessly.

As a Chinese, I finally realized the kind of "unable to move forward" of a Chinese living abroad. I can't open a company, run a factory, and buy a house. In short, the American society's rejection of Chinese people constantly tells me a fact that I am a Chinese and cannot stay in the United States.

As long as you stay in the United States for one day, the U.S. anti-Chinese bill forces you to live such a hungry life. Do you mean that you will have to live your life so idle?

"Maybe...maybe I should really go back to China!"

When this idea came to his mind, Li Zicheng was stunned. Returning to China might be a good choice. Now it is 1912, and the war will begin in two years. Isn’t World War the First World War the best time for China’s industrial development? If he returns to China, he might be able to use the technical information in these steel cylinders to do something.

You can produce textile machines, spinning machines and even various machinery. In that case, you may be able to do something for this disaster-prone country within these decades. Maybe you don’t have the ability to change history, but you can make the country’s industry stronger within your ability. In that case, twenty-five years later, the War of Resistance may not win so hard and sacrifice will not be so great!

For the first time, Li Zicheng found that he had finally found the value of his life. He no longer had to waste his time. He could do many things and even become a business tycoon. At that time, maybe...

Imagining the future, Li Zicheng couldn't help but feel excited. This... this is an opportunity! God has his intention to do anything, maybe, maybe this is his mission to come to this era.

Looking at the steel barrels filled with patents, drawings and microfilm development data in front of me, as if I were seeing my own future, will these bring me? Wealth, status... Countless thoughts are surging in my heart, but none of them seems to be the most important.

"money!"

After pondering for a long time, a word suddenly burst out from Li Zicheng's voice.

If you want to go back to China to do something, it will cost a lot of money, but how can you solve the problem of money? Walk deep into the vault and look at the dozens of thin steel boxes painted with gray paint. Most of these boxes contain bonds and jewelry.

“1913,1914,19…”

A few minutes later, looking at the somewhat messy bond in front of me that was opened by me, my eyes were full of disappointment, and the number of bonds that could be exchanged was far less than I imagined.

"Five million, five million..."

After leaving the vault, Li Zicheng kept crying at the number in his mouth. This was the number of bonds that could be used to mortgage loans, only a pitiful £5 million.

"At 90%, there are only more than 4 million pounds left, one pound is exchanged for US$4.5..."

While muttering about his "assets" in his heart, he had already walked into the yard without realizing it. At this time, there was light snow in the sky, and the biting cold wind blew towards him, which made people feel refreshed and breathed in a little cool air.

Extending his hand and looking at the snowflakes falling in his palms, for the first time, Li Zicheng could feel the meaning of life. But... he had no money!

No, I have to find a way to get some money and get a lot of money! Without money, it is impossible for me to make a big move in the country, and I don’t have money...

Walking from the snow to the balcony and sitting on the chair under the balcony, a newspaper that I had read a few days ago and threw on the table attracted Li Zicheng's attention.

"Charlie Swaber takes office as president of US Steel with an annual salary of one million dollars!"

The moment he saw this news, Li Zicheng only felt his eyes lit up, maybe...
Chapter completed!