"The owner raised US$2.68 million, and every family was not left behind. We established a school committee to oversee the whereabouts of the money."

Yanyan held the bamboo basket, which was filled to the brim with checks and cash.

In District 22, it doesn't matter if she throws money on the street. This place is now more like a small independent kingdom.

There are running teams on the streets every day, making this place absolutely safe.

"It takes more time to select the location of the college. This is a check for 1 million. Since the school committee has been established, let's keep this money first.

In addition, I have a 22,000-square-foot house under my name, which can be used as a temporary classroom in the early stage. The number of school buses is up to you to discuss."

Li Zitao has given full power to this matter. If the so-called "school committee" performs well, the school board will not dismiss them in the future.

"Okay, Uncle Li, do you have any plans for the teaching team?" Yanyan is still unclear about this.

After Li Zitao told her the news, Yanyan immediately ran out the door holding the bamboo basket. She wanted to tell the committee the news, and they would pass it on to every family.

Only by letting every family know every step of the college's progress can they move from a sense of participation to identification and then to a close connection with it.

"I've booked this girl, she's so talented!" Li Zitao said with a smile.

But Lao Huang felt his heart tremble, and thought to himself, 'Why don't we keep our little cabbage away from the boss? I'm afraid all the Hollywood gossip will spread to the other side of the ocean.'

jingle

The phone in the house rang, and Lao Huang stepped forward to answer the phone. He simply said "Yeah, yeah" and then hung up.

"Boss, Mr. Nucky's people will arrive in the evening." Lao Huang maintained a cautious attitude in his words and deeds. He would never ask or touch anything that shouldn't be mentioned.

"Let the monk come here." Li Zitao tapped his fingers on the table and said.

After the monk sat down, Lao Huang quietly exited the room and gave his time to them.

"Nucky's people will board the boat at Alford Park tonight, take the waterway and dock at the Gold Coast, take a few people with me, and say hello to Grant."

There are a lot of night patrols on the Gold Coast. In order to prevent unnecessary trouble, it is best to say hello to Grant first.

"Okay, boss." The monk turned around and walked out. The boss wanted to go there in person, so he had to find a few reliable confidants.

As the sky grew dark, the two Rolls drove towards the Gold Coast and finally stopped in the middle of Dearborn Street.

"I only mentioned this place at noon, and we will meet here in the evening. It seems that I am very destined to be here." Li Zitao said jokingly.

"Regarding the situation at the University of Chicago, I have told Paul that he will teach those guys a profound lesson." The monk smiled and talked about what he had previously ordered.

"Where's that naughty kid?" Li Zitao asked.

"Grant's men should have sent the photos to Paul." The monk agreed with his approach.

This kind of naughty kid who dares to take human life lightly at such a young age should be taught a lesson.

"Boss, we can already see the ship." The monk put down the telescope and said.

An ordinary fishing boat was docked not far from the shore. The chimney at the center and back of the boat was hung with red cloth, and black smoke was "whooshing" into the sky.

"Let's go there." Without letting the boat dock, Li Zitao took the monk and used a small paddle boat on the shore to approach the fishing boat.

"Charlie." As soon as the two stepped onto the fishing boat, a warm greeting came.

"Nucky, why are you here in person?" Li Zitao was a little surprised.

"Surprise!" Nucky said, spreading his arms.

"Ha, yes, surprise." Li Zitao smiled and patted his back, but he was cursing mmp in his heart~

If this old guy doesn't have any agenda, Li Zitao will take his head off and use it as a bench to sit on.

Of course, it's the other person's head...

"People are in there, come on, friend, you've held in your anger for long enough." Nucky said, patting his arm.

"Why does it sound a little awkward?" Li Zitao followed him a little depressed.

Yes, he had endured it for a long time, otherwise he wouldn't have come in person.

I was almost shot into a grave. If I didn't let out this breath, would it be okay?

"Hey, old friend, here comes the guest who wants to see you." Nucky said with a playful smile.

Opening the curtain and walking into the cabin, Li Zitao saw a tied-up old guy with half-white hair and a big belly. He was wearing a high-end custom-made suit and looked pampered.

"Johnny, I'm really sorry that it happened like this when we first met." Li Zitao sat next to him with an apologetic look on his face and reached out to pull off the cloth tied around his mouth.

"Whoops, Lee, I didn't do that." Johnny hurriedly began to explain before he had time to breathe. He was afraid that if he didn't say anything, he wouldn't have a chance to speak.

"But Nucky brought you in front of me." Li Zitao looked at Nucky playfully and said softly: "Now it seems that someone is lying."

"Charlie, you saw the letters I gave you and heard the recordings. Maybe you should compare them with his notes." Nucky said calmly.

"That's a frame-up. They're afraid that you'll start a war and use me, a useless old man, as a scapegoat. Ah..."

Johnny growled in pain after being kicked in the face by Nucky. Li Zitao seemed to have not seen this scene, leaning on the wooden chair he was sitting on and playing with his fingers.

"He won't admit it, Charlie, because he feels this is the only chance to survive." Nucky adjusted his open collar and said seriously: "We are friends, Charlie."

Friend? Aren’t friends like you meant for betrayal and betrayal?

Li Zitao is very aware of the cunning and insidious nature of these people.

If you really treat them as harmless friends, sooner or later, a sharp bayonet will penetrate your chest from behind.

"Of course, we are friends." With a grin, Li Zitao suddenly raised his foot, and kicked Johnny's face with a hard heel. Blood spurted out and Johnny fainted.

"Monk." The boss' call came from the cabin, and the monk ducked in.

After a while, he pulled out a tight sack with blood still oozing from it. The prepared sandbag was tightly wrapped with iron wire and wound back and forth dozens of times.

Gudong...

There was a lot of water splashing on the lake, and it finally returned to calm after a while.

One of his men jumped into the cold lake water with a bang, and resurfaced about 3 minutes later, nodding indifferently.

No matter in his previous life or in this life, what Li Zitao fears most is trouble, and what he complains about the most when watching TV dramas are the villains who die due to nonsense and carelessness.

If Johnny could hold his breath for 30 minutes and still survive the disaster, it would be God's will. Li Zitao was willing to accept such a failure.

After confirming from the monk that the matter ended perfectly, Li Zitao started laughing and joking with Nucky, and the fishing boat slowly moved towards the shore.

"That's where I'm going to open a school. How do you feel?" The car drove slowly past the courtyard of a three-story building, with the iron fence in front of the door tightly closed.

In the dark night, the lights outside the room are extremely bright, and the night here is as dazzling as the starry sky.

"Very good, congratulations to you, Charlie, your career really opened my eyes." As the car drove through the courtyard, Nucky stretched out his hand and said with a complicated expression.

"Hey, you are the Godfather of America, what's going on?" Li Zitao joked.

"Charlie, I'm a little tired." Nucky leaned on his seat and said tiredly: "All kinds of troubles, vendettas, and turf wars are all bullshit..."

"You want to go ashore?" Li Zitao was a little surprised.

He thought that after Nucky became the chairman of the committee, he would do something ambitious. If possible, he would definitely want to die in this position.

Unexpectedly, he got tired of it, "Are you kidding me?"

"No, it's not a joke, Charlie, I want to live a peaceful life, at least I don't have to worry about these things anymore." Nucky said seriously.

"What made you make the change?" Li Zitao was really surprised.

The other person's attitude changed so much before and after, he was like a different person. It was like he was killing innocent people one second, but said he wanted to become a monk the next second.

Don't let her mother tell me about her epiphany. Whoever mentions it will worry me~~

"I have a baby." Nucky whispered close to his ear, covering it with his hand.

"Ahem, it's okay Nucky, they are my most trusted subordinates." Li Zitao didn't expect him to be so careful.

"Okay!" Nucky spread his hands and said with a smile: "I have a child, Charlie, is this a good enough reason?"

"It's very sufficient, but you can't do whatever you want." Li Zitao was reminding him not to forget his identity.

If before the committee was formed, Nucky might have escaped unscathed and found a remote farm or village to live a peaceful life.

Then after he twisted the American mafia into one and became the godfather among godfathers, he completely lost this opportunity.

CIA, FBI, including his mafia men, will not let him go.

Not to mention the rules of each mafia, just the secrets he knows can send half of the committee to prison.

Everyone knows this, and the CIA and FBI don't even need to do anything more.

They just need to send a few agents to Nucky's house to sit there for an hour, and then accidentally 'leak' the information that he wants to become a tainted witness.

The mafia's endless pursuit can only end with the complete death of one party.

Or maybe Nucky really turns into a tainted witness and looks forward to the protection of the detectives...

Pfft, sorry, this joke is a bit funny...

In this capital-first social system, there is nothing that money cannot do. When Capone was in power, 50% of Chicagoans were his informants and helpers.

Even Paul now has a lot of hidden clues in the police station. Do you really think that Li Zitao will trust Sheriff Grant to hand over everything to him?

Having lost his power and wealth, what can Nucky do to get people to work for him?

Maybe after receiving protection, he had enough time to think about what kind of 'unexpected' death he would expect.

"I know, I know." Nucky was a little excited, but still remained rational: "That's why I'm so tired. I shouldn't have gone so deep."

After the success, Nucky clearly realized how much trouble and hidden dangers these rights brought to him.

Everything he said and did, every step he took, had to be careful and not to make mistakes. He thought he could handle it well.

But now his heart has changed. People's hearts are always fickle.

And this road can only go forward, not backward. As he moves forward, the road behind him collapses and disappears, leaving only an abyss that can swallow even his soul.

"Maybe you need some good hands to protect your family." Li Zitao suggested: "I can give you a preferential price, 4 people, how about 800 US dollars per week?"

"Charlie, as far as I know they don't have this price." Nucky looked at him and asked.

With a monthly salary of US$300, the hiring price of S.H.I.E.L.D. has long been a secret, and Nucky has complained about it for a long time.
Chapter completed!