"Thank you, I'll come to you if you're interested." Li Zitao politely refused, taking the money to change his clothes and leave.

There were two black men behind him, blocking the way with a fierce spirit.

"Promise me and think about it, how about it?" Frank said with a smile.

"What if I say no?" Li Zitao also smiled.

Frank was about to speak when he noticed that some men in the crowd were squeezing towards this side, their hands were inserted into the suit.

"Man, this is just an invitation!"

"I received it, thank you."

The other party's people moved aside, Li Zitao pulled Tong Jiayao, who knew nothing and was still making hundreds of dollars for him, left.

"Remember to consider my advice, we will make a lot of money." Frank said without giving up.

He regards the "Kung Fu Boy" as the owner of a certain force.

For example, the two old men followed him.

Their suits are exquisite and look expensive!

But nothing is absolute, Frank believes that he can give him better conditions and prices.

He has great potential and will definitely achieve great success!

But what he didn't know was that the kung fu boy was not short of money.

"I know the decision to bring the bodyguard with me. Do you know that person?"

"I don't know it, I just know that these places are very messy, and it's common to eat black and black."

Li Zitao shook the money in his hand: "Now, where should we go to celebrate!"

...

In the end, they decided to go back to the apartment.

It was already very late at this time, and the famous restaurant was already closed.

So, after Tong Jiayao said she could go home to make steak.

The three reached an agreement and went home!

On the way back, they 'robbed' the beer from three stores.

Maybe it’s what I’ve been through today, the three billionaires just want to drink beer and add ice!

"There are still a few A5s in the refrigerator, enough for us to eat."

Li Zitao thought of the Wagyu I bought last time, and he planned to share it with the Tong sisters. Now it seems that he will have two more customers.

"Jiaxin, where are you?" Tong Jiayao opened the door and shouted at the empty spiral stairs.

"Jiaxin..."

"I'm here." Tong Jiaxin's voice came from the upper floor.

"We want to have midnight snacks, are you going to come?"

"Here you come."

Tong Jiaxin will never miss it when she hears there is food.

"Hi, Lawrence...Hi, Jonathan."

"Hi, Joey."

After saying hello, Tong Jiaxin ran into the kitchen and said, "What do we eat?"

"Iron plate wagyu!"

"Nice..." Tong Jiaxin clenched her fists with her eyes lit up.

"help."

Tong Jiaxin rolled up her sleeves and started working without saying a word.

Clean, cook, and housework!

These are commonplace for them and are very normal and convenient.

Work?

For families of this era, even nobles from famous families will teach their children to do something by themselves.

Of course, it may not be cooking.

Just like Pearl's first time seeing a bread machine, she is 14 years old.

But she can tune, repair cars, weed and so on.

These are her main sources of income for her daily pocket money.

"Kung Fu, I need ice!"

Lawrence held the beer mug and urged him in a nagging manner.

After seeing Li Zitao's performance in the boxing ring, he kept shouting "Kung Fu, Kung Fu".

Now I even saved my name and called him 'Kung Fu!'

"Bruce, stop being so stupid, you are already grandfathers."

"Who stipulated that grandfather should not indulge?"

Jonathan chuckled and raised his eyebrows, "I think I can still make a big girl's belly!"

"Are you sure you can still bend down and change your child's diapers?" Li Zitao didn't think his old waist could bend down.

"Brother, you underestimate me too much, look at me..."

Jonathan put down his beer, stretched his hands and bent over.

Click!

Li Zitao was very sure of the sound he heard, and the old guy flashed to his waist.

“O god, F-K you!”

"You'll go to hell, Old Joe."

"Thank God, I always thought she was a Bichi."

Jonathan pointed upwards, but he didn't mind at all, whether to go up or down after he died.

"You look serious, let's take you to the hospital!" Seeing him lying on the bed and moaning constantly, Li Zitao suggested taking him to the hospital.

"No...C...Bruce, I can't go to the hospital."

Li Zitao immediately understood what he meant and came to the living room to call the secretary's room: "Send the nearest medical team to the apartment, yes, as soon as possible!"

Jonathan has many industries, including hotels, real estate, investment, Lee C. Astor Industrial Group, etc.

If someone finds him lying in the hospital, he can't move.

The title of the next day will be:

"Aster IV is critically ill and loses the ability to act independently."

"It is suspected that Asther IV will be bedridden and will be in the near future!"

"Where does the Astor family's huge assets go?"

The picture above will be Astor Manor, and there is a lightning bolt in the middle that is split into two pieces by it...

Even incredible news such as murder, poisoning, brain death, paralysis, etc. may appear on the first page of the headlines.

"I've come to Osborne's medical team, don't worry!"

Li Zitao sat by the bed and said to Jonathan comfortably.

The old guy raised his head stubbornly and smiled, "Man, don't worry, I can feel it before I leave."

"Yes, I think you can live to 98." Lawrence patted his chest and said proudly: "It's only one year younger than me, so, I win!"

"Ahem..."

Jonathan was so angry that he couldn't breathe, pointing at Li Zitao and said, "You should compare with him, son of a bitch."

"Ho, please forgive me first, Charlie. But I really don't want to compete with a freak, especially this guy..."

Lawrence pointed his finger up and down, and said with disgust: "He looks like a 20-year-old man."

Clam.

Someone knocked on the door, and it was the medical team that came.

In 4 minutes, he is worthy of being a team he invested heavily in.

"They are here."

After giving the place to the medical team, Li Zitao and Lawrence left the room.
To be continued...