After lunch, the ore at the port is also handed over, and they will be stored by Movement Pioneer and Skunk Laboratory first.

After accompanying Lian Qinglin to the headquarters of the Blue and White Chamber of Commerce to settle accounts, Li Zitao arranged for him to stay at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel before returning home.

"Are they all here?" In the storage room, Li Zitao saw the so-called 'congratulatory gift.'

20 centimeters high, the Baizi Guanyin made of white jade, the mother tree Dahongpao in a red glazed porcelain vase, and two landscape paintings by Master Zhang Daqian.

There is also an inscription, "A Hundred Years of Good Cooperation", and the inscription, Chairman Hong.

None of this attracted Li Zitao's attention. His mind was entirely focused on the handwritten letter in his hand, which, as expected, invited him to return to China.

Li Zitao stayed in the study until late at night and then wrote a reply. The main message was, 'I am busy with work and it is difficult to get away, but I care about my hometown and am willing to make a contribution.'

Along with the letter, which was handed over to Lian Qinglin, was a check for US$1 million.

In addition, during the conversation with Lian Qinglin, Li Zitao also explained that he was in the three northeastern provinces and would roll it out to Hualian Department Stores across the country in the future.

Although Lian Qinglin felt a little regretful, he didn't say anything else.

With Li Zitao's current identity and status, and being in a capitalist empire, he could only use nice words to coax him.

Otherwise, what can you do if people don't like you?

After solving the problem of gifts, Li Zitao stayed at home.

Norma and Eric were picked up, and Lao Huang was now the breadwinner of the family, so he was always asked to take care of the two little ones. Li Zitao was also embarrassed.

What's more important is that now there are enough servants at home, and the two little guys can be well taken care of without him having to worry about it.

In his free time, Li Zitao personally took them everywhere, walking the dog, playing with the birds, and taking Xiao Jin to the park to let the pigeons watch how they hunted. The life was quite pleasant.

By the time I received Roosevelt's call, it was already the end of April.

Joseph Kendi Sr. agreed to meet him at the Castleton Hotel in New York.

Li Zitao departed the next day, and the six bodyguards, plus himself, just reached the maximum passenger capacity of the plane.

The cubicle was finally used, and the sounds coming from inside made the bodyguards raise their mouths slightly, but they remained quiet and closed their eyes.

When she went in, Lily was wearing black stockings. When she came out, the stockings were gone, and there was a ball of black fragments in her hand.

"This is a new gift for you." Li Zitao stuffed a Wells Fargo Gold Card into the gap in her chest before getting off the plane.

Maybe it's because she looks so much like the goddess Collins Tausi and has that healing innocent smile that Li Zitao always cares about her.

"Boss, do you need to check the surroundings?" After the last incident, the bodyguards looked at the tall buildings opposite with some vigilance after arriving at the hotel.

"Yes." Li Zitao nodded without saying a word, pushed the door open and entered the room.

Two bodyguards were left guarding the door, and the other four people left the hotel and walked towards the building with a suitable angle.

The meeting time with Joseph Kendi was at 3 pm. Li Zitao had arrived at the hotel at 12 o'clock. He believed that Joseph Sr. should also be in a certain room in the hotel at this moment.

However, neither of them was in a hurry. Li Zitao stayed in the room until 2:55, then was escorted by bodyguards to the Coconut Tree Restaurant on the 9th floor.

Old Joseph was sitting in the corner, far away from the window. It seemed that he was also on guard.

"What do you want?" Sitting down, Old Joseph was as polite as an old friend, looking at him with a smile while holding a coffee cup.

"Gin, with ice." He said to the waiter beside him, waved off the bodyguard, and the two sat alone at the table, looking at each other in silence.

"I didn't do that." In the end, Old Joseph was the first to speak.

Perhaps he was also afraid that Li Zitao's hidden gunman would inadvertently shoot him through the head with a bullet.

"The matter of Kendi Manor has nothing to do with me." Li Zitao leaned on the back of his chair, crossed his hands, and put his elbows on the table.

"My housekeeper is dead, and little Joseph and my two other children were brought up under his care. They are very sad, as well as the guards and maids."

Old Joseph showed a sad expression, just like an ordinary old man feeling the cruelty of life.

"Four of my bodyguards died. On the train, a killer disguised as a robber almost killed me." Li Zitao leaned forward and looked at him with sharp eyes.

The cold and ruthless eyes made Old Joseph's heart sink, and he wondered what he meant?

"Is he here to declare war? Or, has he made some preparations?" Old Joseph looked out the window.

Before Li Zitao's bodyguards searched the rooftops of surrounding high-rise buildings, his people had already stayed on top to prevent the Los Angeles incident from happening again to him.

"There is a Chinese saying that peace brings wealth. I believe those things were not done by you." Li Zitao withdrew his gaze and leaned back again, no longer appearing aggressive.

"Thank you for your trust. I think this must be a conspiracy. Someone is trying to provoke a war behind the scenes. I will find them." Old Joseph breathed a sigh of relief.

"Remember to inform me then, and I will personally unscrew his head and use it as a toilet." Li Zitao smiled ferociously, and Old Joseph looked away guiltily, his eyes wandering.

"Let us drink to peace and friendship." Li Zitao raised his glass and said with a bright smile.

After finishing the drink, Li Zitao asked him if he would leave together. There was really nothing much to talk about when they were together.

After receiving the rejection, Li Zitao left the restaurant with his bodyguards, leaving old Joseph sitting at the dining table, his face changing as he thought.

"Did the matter really end like this as he said? How much does he know about this matter? Are there any other clues that fall into his hands?

Also, how can we kill this bastard that he hates so much!"

When old Joseph was thinking about these problems, he would never have imagined that what he was looking forward to would come so quickly, leaving him unprepared.

boom!

The melodious violin sound in the restaurant could not suppress the crisp sound, and then there were harsh screams and shouts from downstairs: "The boss has been shot, catch them."

"How could it be?" Old Joseph hurried to the window. When he saw the figure downstairs being carried back to the hotel by the bodyguards, his pupils could not help but shrink into needles.

"Who? Who did it? What did he want to do?" Old Joseph's instinct told him that this matter would be in big trouble, but he couldn't figure out the key to the problem for a while.

Until he looked up and saw a guard wearing a coat on the rooftop opposite, being knocked to the ground. He was still holding a sniper rifle in his hand.

Old Joseph remembered that face very clearly. He personally brought him to New York and ordered him to search the security of surrounding buildings.
Chapter completed!