Lexington Avenue, Bostin Restaurant.

The restaurant at night is always particularly lively. Wearing a dinner dress worth $200 is standing in the welcome desk, comparing the list in our hands that is thicker than our grandmother's album, we decide who can enter and who can't.

The one that Li Zitao can always get in, but today he was stopped in embarrassment.

"New?" Looking at the other party's polite smile, Li Zitao looked into the restaurant, and someone soon noticed him.

"Charlie..." The restaurant manager walked over, a smile appeared on his stereotypical face, and then introduced to Yingbin: "Charlie is the most important guest in the restaurant, do you understand?"

Li Zitao didn't want to make things difficult for anyone to waste time. Now he just needs to go to his own position and sit down... A cup of whiskey and coarse salt would be the best.

"Today it's Shalin for you. Sorry, Charlie, I'll send someone to drink later..." The manager took him to the second floor and asked Shalin to take over and leave.

"So, have you been promoted?" I remember when I came last time, Shalin was still serving, and she could only come up when delivering food and drinks.

You should know that there is a difference between the first and second floors, even the waiters.

Ordinary guests and VIP.

"Yes, I'm still getting used to it," Shalin said with a smile. "What do you want to order today, Charlie."

"Hey, Charlie...you're here too." Someone interrupted his conversation, usually he ignored it at this time, but the person in front of him was different.

"Marina, do you like this restaurant too?" Li Zitao really didn't expect to meet Marina Ikos, the chairman of the Federal Reserve here.

"The dishes here are good, not to mention that they have 11 years of treasure." Marina's laughter sounded like a leaky gong, a strange sound of 'hoho ho'.

"Please sit, Marina...Sharin, please give us a bottle of 11 years of treasure? I am very looking forward to your taste."

The Federal Reserve has not lived a good life in recent years. World War II has enhanced the United States' international status and political influence, but it has also brought it a huge fiscal deficit.

Fortunately, now that the war is over, the whole world needs American production, whether it is clothes, shoes, food, or screws, wrenches, tapes...

America is entering a golden period of trade. When you walk out of your home and go to the port to check it out, you can see mountains of cargo and endless cranes, busy freighters entering and leaving the port.

"So, we're all relaxed, right? We'll see the gains soon." Marina pointed between the two with her hands.

Li was the big buyer of the government bonds issued by the Federal Reserve during the war.

Although no one is worried that America will disintegrate, or deny it, turning national debts into piles of waste paper, it will never be happy to bear huge financial pressure.

"Yes, everyone likes to see rewards." Nodded with a smile, Li Zitao signaled that Shalin could pour wine.

"Have you been following the stock market recently? It is going to survive, just like my little foal, alive."

Since the victory, the New York Stock Exchange has been injected with new blood, and almost all existing companies' shares are rising prices.

Although it was not like before the Great Depression, as long as it was a stock, it would buy it by the stock broker casually, at least no one was afraid of the tickets.

Bulk transactions have also begun to appear, with about one or two starting a week, at least a good start.

"Are you interested in the stock market again?" Li Zitao heard him talk about it. He lost a lot in the stock market during the Great Depression.

If you remember correctly, it should be $200,000.

"Yes, I lost a lot of money in the stock market, but that was created by the market. Now I want to be more secure, such as...investment in high-quality stocks."

Marina locked her eyes on him, and she clearly said, "You are that quality stock."

As such, Li Zitao has too many high-quality assets under his name, and his shares are only in the hands of himself and his friends, and outsiders have no right to intervene.

On the surface, they have a chance, but when they want to do it, they will find that they have no idea how to start, even if they hold up the money...

Marina wanted a ticket, and Li Zitao was happy to help him.

He respects Marina, both his people, his position, social status and influence at the Federal Reserve.

"Tell me, Marina, what do you want?" Li Zitao raised his glass and said.

"." Marina's words made him smile.

Los Angeles City Bank is also a private property that Li Zitao regards as a "family bank". It is delisted and held 100% stake. Everyone knows what that means.

Marina not only wanted to put her hand into his plate, but also wanted to interfere in his life unrestrainedly. This was a kind of transcendence, and Li Zitao felt offended.

"Sharin, can you ask you to leave for a while?" Li Zitao squeezed out a smile and asked her to leave.

"Don't, Charlie, I'm not offending you anymore, listen to me..." Marina waved her hand to explain.

"Don't tell me that it was a joke just now, that would only make me feel worse." Li Zitao said with a calm face.

"Not a joke, I want it, but not what you think, not with money." Seeing that there was no one around, Marina leaned over and whispered his plan.

He wanted to, because he was not a particularly rich man, and his assets had shrunk to less than $500,000 after the Great Depression.

But he has his own advantages, Chairman of the Federal Reserve, Honorary Chairman of the National Bankers Association, Senior Advisor to the Treasury Department, a regular visitor to Washington, and a guest of honor for political and business celebrities.

"I can provide more customers, a continuous stream of customers than you can think of..." Marina used the movements of her hands to enhance the credibility of her language.

"How many?" the client, who had to admit, Marina grabbed the point.

Li Zitao needs customers, and private banks are also banks, which does not mean that they are just serving the Li family. If so, what kind of bank is to be?

He only needs to install a few more funds or set up some special family insurance institutions, which is completely enough to meet any family needs.

"I can accept partners, but you have to assume the responsibility of being a partner. After resigning, you work for me...how much do you want?"

Li Zitao was very interested in the guests he mentioned, and he had to admit this. With Marina's identity and social circle, there were countless rich people around him.

Maybe they are not the richest, but they all have small assets, hundreds of thousands or millions, most of which are left by ancestors, some are good luck, or they work hard and have saved half their lives.

Moreover, most of these people have no investment experience. They are eager to be led by experienced people and need to be guided.

Is there anyone more suitable than Marina?

Just a series of high-sounding titles can make him worshipped by idiots who are eager to make a fortune. The assets of these people are so scary.
Chapter completed!