2011 Sunset Hill Road, Reston Township, San Francisco.

"Mr. Li, this is Bechtel's headquarters." The pink and white double-story building has an irregular rectangular shape as a whole.

There is an open-air platform protruding like a fish belly at the front and rear of the first floor, surrounded by wooden boards, and covered with scattered cobblestones.

The staggered diamond-shaped balconies on the second floor look like abstract splash-ink paintings.

"Very unique!" Li Zitao nodded and smiled.

Seeing the 'noble man' smile, Zhang Yuanzang smiled even more happily and hurriedly greeted him and walked into the house.

"Mr. Li, welcome to Bechtel." The person in charge of the headquarters was standing at the door.

The curious employees poked their heads and whispered about this mysterious boss.

For them, the boss before today was only a mysterious boss who existed in newspapers and radio stations.

Well, it still has the color of legend.

After all, not everyone has the ability to achieve what Li Zitao has achieved within one year.

"Thank you, Mr. Stan." With Little Elk's reminder, Li Zitao would certainly not admit the wrong person.

Stan Manhattan, the company's executive CEO and director of engineering development.

The design drawings of the Los Angeles Bunker Branch, the Pioneer Experimental Center, the Osborne Medical Laboratory, and the Blue and White Building were all completed under his leadership.

"First of all, let us extend a warm welcome to Mr. Li." In the conference room, Zhang Zangyuan clapped his hands with excitement.

The foreigners didn't understand what he said, but they saw that he was smiling like a flower, clapping his hands incessantly, and clapping his hands in response.

After visiting several companies, the welcome Li Zitao received here was definitely the most "sincere", and everyone in the room had their hands turned red.

Several female employees waited for the meeting to end and couldn't help but flex their muscles, thinking, 'This is even harder than helping ******!'

Bechtel currently has 40,000 employees across the country. The company has two major departments, the Engineering Development Department and the Intelligent Management Department.

Under it are divided into the design department, quality management department, project management department, project control department and the specific design office, purchasing department, construction department, etc. of each project.

The entire Bechtel is a huge and complex product. Just the management of 40,000 employees and large and small projects in more than 40 states is enough to make anyone feel dizzy.

Li Zitao resisted the urge to lift the table and patiently looked through the documents in his hands. It took him three days to finally read through the piled documents.

The somewhat vague shadow of Bechtel in his mind became clear and three-dimensional. When he saw that they were undertaking a large number of government orders in Chicago, Li Zitao was very surprised.

“What standard does our competitiveness currently stand in the country?”

"The best, bar none." Stan said confidently: "The combination of Chinese workers and Germans is simply the most perfect combination in the world."

While they often make mistakes when it comes to some of the artistic aspects of construction, that's nothing compared to execution and labor.

For the same project, if you use M, Irish or Latin people, they will need at least two months.

But for D-class workers and Chinese workers, they only need a week.

And all the data and drawings have almost no errors, and the quality is seven or eight steps ahead of other construction teams.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Stan would have thought it was God's joke.

"It's a pity." Li Zitao felt full of regret when he thought of the Hoover Dam that was being tendered.

If it weren't for Wells Fargo, wouldn't it be easy to win it with Bechtel and Nicholas?

The scale of Bechtel made Li Zitao eager to talk to McCormick.

"Jesse, help me get through to McCormick Manor." Li Zitao couldn't sit still and decided to talk to Cyrus McCormick now.

"Haha, Charlie, did you enjoy your trip? Come to my manor sometime and we can play another round." Cyrus' hearty laughter came.

"I think there will be time. Now let's talk about the Hoover Dam issue." Li Zitao got to the point directly.

"What do you want to talk about?" Cyrus' tone showed no surprise.

"All the benefits belong to you. How about letting my people be responsible for the construction?" Li Zitao wanted money, but he also wanted a gold-lettered signboard.

It belongs to Bechtel and also belongs to his golden brand.

That is the Hoover Dam. In the future, countless tourists will come here for sightseeing, appreciate the magnificence of this dam, and be amazed by its majesty.

By that time, Hoover Dam was like a label for Bechtel.

Professional, high-end, trustworthy, Hoover Dam is its best reputation.

Besides, who said you can’t make money if you give away the benefits of the dam?

"Oh, Bechtel? They are very professional, and their speed is, well, how should I put it, like meteors streaking across the sky, short and brilliant."

Hearing that Li Zitao was willing to give up all his interests, Cyrus' tone remained as enthusiastic as before.

Li Zitao wanted to be famous, and he wanted to make money, and the two hit it off.

Bechtel's top team will leave for Washington today to do their best to cooperate with the Chicago consortium to win this project.

After hanging up the phone, Li Zitao thought for a moment before picking up the phone again and dialing Paul's number himself.

"Paul, I need you to do something..." When he heard the boss's order, asking him to take people to build a campsite in the barren land near the Colorado River in Nevada and northwest Arizona, Paul was instantly confused.

Forced.

There are no people in that place, not even a ghost. Who is the campsite for, Howard Lovecraft's ridiculous monsters?

"Just do it." Two simple words represent all the answers.

Even if Paul was full of questions and dissatisfaction, he could only obey Li Zitao's instructions.

Li Zitao made the first move in this game, and the next step will depend on McCormick's ability.

"It seems that Cyrus will be absent from this annual meeting." After finishing Bechtel's trip, Li Zitao was in no hurry to leave.

If we were to say which city had the largest number of Chinese nationals during this period, it would definitely be San Francisco.

Because the gold rush attracted a large number of Chinese immigrants, this place also got a Chinese nickname, San Francisco.

Now that you're here, why don't you take a stroll around Chinatown, go to the Chinese gathering place, have a look, and eat a bowl of authentic hometown noodles.

"Mr. Li, are you going to Chinatown?" Zhang Yuanzang was a little surprised by Li Zitao's suggestion.

"Well, is there any problem?" Li Zitao asked.

"No, of course it's no problem. Let's set off now." Zhang Zangyuan was very familiar with the situation. After greeting Li Zitao to get in the car, he jumped into the passenger seat.

The bodyguard responsible for personal protection stood outside the car window, looking at him motionless.
Chapter completed!