The investment of 6 million was simply finalized, and all subsequent matters were handed over to Jonathan. Li Zitao and Lawrence were very relieved about this.

If he can't solve even this small matter, wouldn't 150 million be wasted?

"Oh, my God, I'm so sorry..." Just as Li Zitao was about to leave after discussing the matter, a lady bumped into him "off guard".

Li Zitao was very sure that after discovering the opponent, he deliberately tried to avoid it, but the opponent also moved the angle and crashed into his chest.

"Madam, are you okay?" Li Zitao said meaningfully, looking at the woman whose chest was wet with wine.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Li, I, I just want to thank you, damn, what did I do..." The woman looked at all this with a somewhat decadent look.

Wearing a blue folding skirt and a pair of white high heels, her luxurious face is full of gentleness, just like a gentle wife.

Li Zitao believes that her image at home is definitely that of a typical good wife and loving mother.

"Just call me Charlie, it's just a small problem." Li Zitao shook the drink in his hand carelessly and looked around, trying to find the little elk that came with him.

"Charlie, if you don't mind, you can go to my room and change your clothes, and I will ask the hotel attendant to clean it up quickly."

It would be strange if you didn't understand such a blatant invitation.

"Charlie, it seems your good luck has come." Lawrence said with a hint of laughter.

"Asshole, go find your hot girl!" Li Zitao scolded with a smile, turned back to look at the expectant woman in front of him, and nodded calmly.

"You said you wanted to thank me just now, why?" Li Zitao asked curiously as he walked upstairs in the elevator.

"McDonald, I was one of the first to pass the list. It is you who allow me to maintain a decent life now. I always want to thank you."

Lima's tone was excited, and he kept pressing his chest with his hands as he spoke. The gauze soaked in wine was no different from transparent.

"Well, it's pink." Li Zitao glanced at it from the corner of his eyes.

"You're welcome, Golden Arch Gate is responsible for selecting the list..." Li Zitao was interrupted by Lima before he could finish his words.

"No, if there was no McDonald's, I don't know how terrible my life would be." As he spoke, the elevator stopped on the fifth floor and the monk opened the door.

"My room is 535." Lima pointed her toes, her light body close to his chest, and said softly with admiration in her eyes.

Hugging each other, Li Zitao strode toward the room. The door was closed, the monk stood guard at the door, and silence returned to the corridor.

"You should take off the ring." In the room, Li Zitao pressed her against the wall.

"Wouldn't this make you... more excited?" His earlobes were moist, and Li Zitao couldn't help but shudder.

This woman is so tempting. It can be said that she has exerted her charm to the extreme and fully knows how to arouse a man's interest and the little devil in his heart.

"Between a beast and a beast, I choose to be a beast." A rough tearing sound sounded, and Li Zitao was determined to give this noble lady some color.

"My syringe is a Big Mac size."

A high-pitched scream changed the world, and Lima fully realized what it felt like to be cared for by an authoritative doctor.

"Monk, monk, have you seen the boss? I lost him." While the monk was reciting the Heart Sutra silently outside, the urgent call of the little elk came to his ears.

She was about to cry when she heard the sound, but when she turned around, she saw that the woman was still holding two egg tarts in her hand and was still putting them in her mouth after she finished speaking.

"..." The corners of his eyebrows twitched, and the monk said expressionlessly: "Miss Jesse, the boss will rest here tonight, and the housekeeper will prepare a room for you."

"Oh!" Hearing the monk's answer, the little elk turned around and walked downstairs.

The banquet was not over yet. She wanted to go back and get two more egg tarts. The chef from China hired by the Ritz Hotel was really great. "Maybe I should hire a chef for the club?"

This battle lasted for a long time, and Lima, who seemed weak, showed unimaginable resilience and stretched the battle until the morning light appeared before surrendering.

Li Zitao was greatly satisfied this night, it was really a hearty battle.

After a half-day rest, Li Zitao invited Lima to have dinner at the Ritz Hotel, and then asked a bodyguard to send her back to her home near Lincoln Park.

"Ms. Lima, do you want me to take you to the door?" the bodyguard asked very responsibly.

"No, thank you." Lima refused with a smile, pressed the brim of his hat, and walked briskly towards home.

Even though he was rejected, the bodyguard still stood by the car, wanting to wait until he saw her go home before leaving. Who knew if the boss would favor this woman again.

Bang.

The door to the roadside was suddenly pushed open, and a man holding a wine bottle stumbled out, pointing at Lima and shouting: "fk, where have you been, Bichi?"

"I have to work." Lima walked forward quickly, pulling the man to the room. Life was miserable enough, and she didn't want to become the laughing stock of her neighbors.

She has just found a new job and is in a pretty good mood!

"Then...who is that man? Who were you with last night? I know it, I know it..." The man broke free and ran down the steps, staggering forward.

When he was less than five meters away from the bodyguard, he suddenly threw the bottle at him.

"Oh God, what are you doing?" Lima screamed, covering her mouth.

Seeing the oncoming wine bottles, the bodyguard instinctively wanted to hide, but he thought that the boss's car was behind him.

Huh~

His right hand quickly touched his waist, and the bodyguard tilted his head forward to aim, and pulled the trigger cleanly.

Bang~

The bullet shattered the wine bottle and broke the peace here. Neighbors peered through the windows to see what was happening in front of the Falls house.

"Who fired the gun, put your hand up where I can see it, throw away the weapon..." The sound of horse hooves sounded, and two mounted policemen on patrol appeared not far away.

The bodyguard threw away his pistol obediently, raised his hands and said, "I am a special agent of SHIELD, and I am performing a protection mission. My safety is threatened, and no one is hurt here."

Hearing the bodyguard announce his identity, the two mounted policemen obviously relaxed a lot, but they still aimed their guns at him and approached him slowly and cautiously.

"Throw your ID over here." Stopping 3 meters away from the bodyguard, the mounted policeman motioned to the bodyguard.

He grabbed the collar of his suit and stretched it out, exposing the inner pocket to the other party's sight. The bodyguard took out his practicing certificate and threw it to the other party.

After confirming his identity, the mounted police finally put away their guns and asked what happened here.

"He wanted to murder me, he tried to attack me in front of my house, he violated my rights, I want to sue him, I want..."

Fowles, who had sobered up, kept yelling like a rabid dog after being supported by the mounted police.

"Mr. Falls, I have not set foot on your lawn, and there is no warning sign in front of your home. Secondly, I think you need to think clearly before speaking."

IL state law stipulates that private property must have obvious warning signs, but unfortunately there are no such signs in front of Falls' home, and his feet are on the roadside.

The bodyguard stood there calmly and calmly, showing no sign of stage fright.

Because he knew very well that even if he was invited back to the police station, all he needed was a phone call from the boss, and Chief Grant would personally send him back to the headquarters with a smile on his face.

As for litigation, the legal department of the Blue and White Chamber of Commerce is worried that there is no place to show off its skills!

"This is a misunderstanding." Lima wanted to turn around and rush into the room, but she still walked over and tried to mediate the matter.

"Go away, you vile woman..." Fowles roared.

"Mr. Falls, can I talk to you alone?" a mounted police officer interjected.

Taking the red-faced Fowles aside, the mounted police officer said rudely: "What you just did constituted intentional injury. Although it did not pose a threat, I believe the judge will sentence him like this. You know he is from

where."

"SHIELD? That damn Chinese. Others are afraid of him, but I won't be afraid. I will go to Congress to prosecute him, and I will expose his true face in the newspapers."

Fowles, whose thoughts were gradually clearing up, became more and more angry as he thought about it. His wife had not returned home all night, and now she was brought back in person by a special agent from SHIELD in a Rolls.

What does this shit mean? FK, that son of a bitch...

"I think the other party will be happy to fight this lawsuit with you. Let me think about it, he has a lawyer team of nearly a hundred people, is worth hundreds of millions of dollars, and has good friends with governors and senators of various states."

"By the way, even my boss's boss will act based on his face." The mounted policeman told the truth with an expressionless face.

He was not a member of the black police, but he also knew the Chinese man's influence in the city, and he also knew very well who was standing behind Director Grant.

Even the city bosses of Chicago, the McCoy family, have to give him face, a bankrupt rich man, no kidding.

If the other party really dared to do what he said, he even doubted whether the other party would survive until the day of trial. This was a damn, damn fact.

"You can leave." While the mounted policeman was talking to Fowles, another mounted policeman also learned the truth of the matter. After confirming that the bodyguard would not pursue the case, he told him that he could leave.

"No, you can't leave." Fowles turned around and wanted to pounce on the bodyguard.

However, the mounted policeman next to him stopped him. With a contemptuous smile, the bodyguard drove away into the distance.

"Mr. Falls, maybe what I just said was not clear enough. If you want to prosecute that gentleman, you will be the first to be put in jail."

Letting go of the somewhat lost Fowles, the mounted police nodded to Lima and mounted their horses to continue their patrol mission.

"They are all in the same group, damn beasts, son-of-a-bitch Bitchi, I'm going to Washington to expose his true colors, I'm going..."

Pa~

After slapping Fowles on the face, Lima stood in front of him expressionlessly and said to his disbelieving eyes: "What do you want to sue him for?"

"What can you sue him for? Yes, I went to bed with him, I slept with him. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Lima's voice was a little sharp, and he shouted hysterically: "Who caused all this, is it me? Is it me?"

"What are you doing after your career? Drinking, drinking, drinking..." Turning back and grabbing the broken bottle, Lima yelled with all his strength still beside him: "In addition to endless complaining and drinking, you also did

What?"

"It was me who begged for mercy from those ladies, and after borrowing money, I begged them for help, and then I got the qualification to join McDonald's. It was me who took care of everything in the store every day.

I saved this damn house, and even the money you paid for the wine is mine."
Chapter completed!