In Chicago, the news that William Dever had boarded the plane had reached Li Zitao's ears. After hanging up the phone, Li Zitao stood up from his seat and said, "Jesse."

"Boss." Jesse ran in wearing small heels. When he was about to kick the table leg, his toes naturally cut through the S shape, successfully avoiding the nightmare of kissing again.

"Accompany me to attend the banquet tonight. Sanil has something to do." Looking at the cute blond creature, Li Zitao rubbed his chin and asked, "Do you have any suitable clothes?"

"Ah?" Jesse blinked blankly, thought for a long time, tilted his head and said, "Is it okay to wear a long dress at the graduation reception?"

"..." Li Zitao was completely desperate. How blind was he before he agreed to let her stay.

"Let's go, let's take you shopping for clothes." It takes 5 hours to get from New York to Chicago, which is more than enough time to buy a suitable dress.

Looking at her long blond hair hanging casually, she thought to herself, "I'd better do my hair again."

Originally, he was looking for Sanil. Compared with this confused secretary, Sanil, who is capable, shrewd and exudes mature femininity, is more suitable to be tonight's dance partner.

It's a pity that these two days are the end of the harvest season, and the entire think tank is busy with work, and Sanil can't get out of it at all.

Magnificent Mile, Li Zitao found that he came here more and more often. In just one month, he had come here for the fourth time.

This is not in line with the positioning of salted fish. Is it possible that if you turn over too quickly and drink water, it will swell?

After getting off the car, Jesse was dazzled by the rows of luxury stores on both sides of the road, and he was in a state of sleepwalking.

You must know that any piece of clothing, bags, or jewelry in any store here can be enough to offset her entire salary for the entire year.

"Hurry up, you only have to..." Li Zitao raised his hand out of habit. When he saw his bare wrist, he remembered that the high imitation Patek Philippe he bought for 800 in his previous life was long gone.

"Meet me there later." Pointing to the cafe diagonally opposite, Li Zitao took out a metal card from his pocket and handed it to Jesse, then turned and walked towards the opposite side.

He wanted to buy a pocket watch or wristwatch. Wristwatches in this era were not very popular. Nobles and men stubbornly believed that wristwatches were only for women to wear. Those thin straps and light-weight watches were simply not enough.

Show their identity and nobility.

"???" Jesse, who was left where he was, was like a lost cute cat, looking at the metal card in his hand with a cute expression on his face, shivering in the cold wind.

Ding bell~~

"Madam, do you need help?" The high-end women's dress shop behind him opened the door, and the owner, who behaved elegantly and looked like a lady, said with a smile.

Jesse nodded quickly, completely confused about the situation, and was pulled into the store by this kind-looking woman.

"What kind of clothes do you need? We can tailor them for you, but... this may take some time. You can also choose from these clothes,

These clothes are all made by famous Paris designers, such as Chanel and Schiaparelli. You know, she is called the Venus of fashion in Paris.

This skirt was made by the fashion master Paul, and as soon as it came out, Parisian ladies rushed to buy it..."

The noble lady introduced the dazzling array of dresses. When her eyes glanced at the metal card, envy and greed burst out unnaturally in her eyes.

The Noble Gold Card issued by First National Bank of Chicago. To own such a card, your personal assets must be at least US$5 million. 'What a fat fish.'

The VIP Gold Card is the highest-grade credit card issued by the First National Bank of Chicago. Such a metal card is a hundred times more noble than any diamond or black card in later generations.

There are no more than 15 people in Illinois who have this card. If the restrictions on cross-state development of banks are lifted, there will only be 50 people in the United States who are eligible to have it.

As long as you show this card in a store that supports consumption, you can spend as much as you like. All expenses will be advanced by First National Bank afterwards, and the limit is unlimited.

Of course, this infinite metaphor is just an exaggerated metaphor, because for now, even if you empty out all the stores that support consumption, the consumption will not exceed millions.

But owning such a card means to the outside world that the entire First National Bank of Chicago will guarantee the card owner's consumption, no matter how much he spends.

The First National Bank of Chicago is backed by the Chicago Consortium, one of the eight largest consortiums in the United States, and this bank is the economic main body of the consortium.

As early as the early 20th century, the United States entered the era of credit card consumption with the first oilfield credit card issued by an oilfield company.

By the end of the 1920s, Americans used credit cards to purchase $6 billion in goods, while the output value of the entire society at that time was only $2 billion.

The Great Depression will become more and more serious, and its impact will last for ten years, because the overdraft consumption ability and ideas of American citizens are too strong.

As the old saying goes, 'The heart is so damn big that even a pig can't fill it up.'

When the Great Depression hit, First National Bank of Chicago made a series of big moves, such as raising the current interest rate to 18% and re-rating its customers.

Stop any lending business and join the McCormick family in jointly stating that First National Bank has $2 billion in savings and is fully capable of weathering any difficulties.

This is not the time to hide one's clumsiness. Every bank is eager to inflate its capital ten times or a hundred times so that its customers can feel at ease and not fall into the trap of a run.

What banks play is to save funds. No matter how large a bank is, they will be afraid of crazy bank runs, except for central banks that can print money, such as the Federal Reserve.

Of course, if that were the case, the American sword would depreciate into a pile of waste paper.

No:00018, the only Noble Gold Card issued by the First National Bank of Chicago after the stock market crash.

According to the information received by the lady, the identity of the owner of this card is very mysterious, and only a few people in the bank know about it.

But First National Bank President Aiken once said, "The cardholders of the No. 18 Gold Card will be one of our bank's most distinguished customers during the Great Recession."

So there is nothing to worry about. In a period when the economy is tight and everyone is tightening their belts, meeting such a big fish is like being hit by a pie.

"Are these all okay?" After walking around the store, Jesse's pupils blinked and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"So beautiful, I seem to want, want them all..." Little Muddlehead was already stunned.

"Of course, you can choose as you like." The lady covered her mouth with her hands and smiled.

"Wrap everything...all up." Jesse can guarantee that when she said this sentence, she never thought about it, not even for a second.

After signing his name and stamping the card in the box containing the printing pad, Jesse walked out of the store with satisfaction. The things he just purchased would be delivered to him later.

"Hehe, this card is so powerful, let's try the next one." Smirking like a little fox, Jesse's eyes flashed with the luster of jewelry, and he looked up at Tiffany next to him.

Li Zitao didn't know yet that the confused secretary was transforming into a gold digger, spending money everywhere with his card, as if he wanted to buy out the entire Magnificent Mile.

At this moment, he was sitting in a contemporary antique store, choosing his favorite pocket watch. Li Zitao was interested in many things here.

Especially those dusty porcelain vases and scrolls placed on the top shelf, and he seemed to have seen a snuff bottle covered with cobwebs, definitely made of mutton-fat jade.

"Sir, this pocket watch comes from Charles V of the Holy Roman Empire. It is a hand-me-down product that the watchmakers of the entire D country pooled their collective efforts at that time to create for Charles V."

Holding a pocket watch made of sterling silver, engraved with the double-headed eagle, the Habsburg emblem, and with a ruby ​​embedded in the middle of the cover, the old man sitting behind the low table blew it loudly.

Li Zitao also listened with great interest. Although he didn't know whether the origin of this pocket watch was true, there was no doubt about the knowledge of the old man opposite.

Let’s listen to the life experience of Charles V. His father is Philip I, his mother is the Queen of Castile, his grandfather is Ferdinand I of Aragon, and his grandmother is Elizabeth I.

The union of his maternal grandparents created the founding of Spain. His grandfather was Maximilian I, Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire, and his grandmother was the Duke of Burgundy.

He himself was King Carlos I of Spain, monarch of the Netherlands, king of Germany, Holy Roman Emperor, and a member of the Habsburg dynasty.

"Hang Cao, if you count this guy's close relatives, you can almost make up half a century's history. This is what you call a winner in life!" Li Zitao was dumbfounded when he heard this.

"Reincarnation is indeed a science, and posture is very important." Silently sighing in his heart, Li Zitao interrupted the eloquent old man, "How much does it cost?"

"Hey, sir, you are really discerning. This heirloom piece only costs 20,000 US dollars. It is absolutely worth the money. If it weren't for you and me, I wouldn't take it out.

You must know that in a historical sense, it is a truly priceless treasure..."

The old man's problem has returned, and Li Zitao's embarrassment syndrome has also occurred. He has a sense of déjà vu as if he met a white-bearded grandfather on the street.

"Young man, you and I are destined to be together today. I see that your heaven is plump and your bones are amazing. I have a secret book here. I will leave the mission of defending world peace to you..."

"West, I want it." Li Zitao said, rubbing his forehead.

"What? Wait, where did I just say?" West licked his dry lips deliberately, not hearing what he said clearly.

"I said, I want 20,000 US dollars." Li Zitao raised his voice.

West was a little confused, and it took him a while to realize, "Do you really want it?"

"That's right, I want 20,000 US dollars." Li Zitao took out his checkbook, signed 20,000 US dollars and put it on his desk.

"But I have a request. Those earthen pots above are given to me as gifts. As you can see, I am a Chinese and want some things from my hometown."

Li Zitao pointed to the porcelain bottles on the shelf and deliberately used "earthen jars" to devalue them.
Chapter completed!