Taking out his pocket watch full of style, Li Zitao checked the time and walked towards the black Rolls on the roadside. The lunch time he and Senator Damon agreed on was coming soon.

Sa Restaurant, located at No. 271 Bihubin Road, Hebei Bank, is a famous Chinese restaurant in Hebei Bank. Celebrities and dignitaries are regular customers here.

"Hello, sir, do you have an appointment?" The waiter at the door smiled.

After reporting Congressman Damon's name, Li Zitao was invited into the restaurant, where Yevich Damon was sitting, enjoying the sweet piano music.

However, Li Zitao was more willing to believe that he was admiring the beautiful woman who was playing the piano. The greed that flashed in his eyes from time to time was not like a desire for music.

"Jevich, I'm sorry, I'm late, there's a traffic jam on the road." Li Zitao made an excuse casually, handed his coat and hat to the waiter and sat down.

"Charlie, this piece from The Marriage of Figaro is so beautifully played." Jevich glanced at him and continued to focus on the stage.

"Maybe you should invite her over for a drink." Li Zitao said.

When he saw Jevich's excited expression, he waved to the waiter, took out 100 dollars and said: "My friend wants to invite that lady to lunch. She plays the music very well. I hope you can

I am lucky enough to have this beautiful piano master."

He can't tell whether the piano music is played well or not, and he doesn't have the level of appreciation yet, but he knows that as friends, they should know how to help each other.

He has done what he has to do. If the other party refuses, it will be up to Jevich to find a way. This is a kind help as a friend, he is not a pimp.

In the eyes of the two people, the waiter came to the side of the stage, leaned over and whispered in the ear of the violinist, and quietly stuffed 100 US dollars into her glove with his fingers.

"Grass holding, there is this kind of operation." Looking at the pair of white sleeved gloves on the opponent's hands, Li Zitao followed and learned another move.

When the last note was struck, the pianist stood up and bowed. Amid the applause of the crowd, he turned his attention to Li Zitao's table and walked towards them with an elegant expression.

"Good afternoon, gentlemen, I am Katie. Nice to meet you." Katie spoke in an unhurried tone, with an elegant manner, a sweet smile, and full of feminine charm.

"Ms. Katie, it's a great honor to meet you. Just call me Li." Li Zitao took the lead in making a brief introduction, then turned sideways to Yevich, "Allow me to introduce, this is Senator Damon from IL. Mr. Congressman appreciates it very much.

The music you played."

"Miss Katie, thank you very much for your compliments. Please take a seat." Damon stood up, pulled the edge of his suit vest, and got out of his seat like a gentleman.

"I'm honored." Katie had a faint smile on her face and her gaze was unwavering. It was impossible to see what she was thinking. Li Zitao thought to himself, 'Are all the women outside so wealthy?'

Compared to this elusive and flawless woman, Li Zitao suddenly felt that the little elk was quite cute.

The man is affectionate, the concubine is interested, and the couple naturally chatted passionately. Li Zitao listened to the adulterer opposite him complaining about his family, while waiting boredly for William.

Looking at William walking into the restaurant quickly outside the door, Li Zitao said with disdain: "You made me wait for so long? Is it because I can't hold the gun steady, or are you drifting off, William?"

"Charlie, Congressman Yevich, I'm sorry, I'm late, there's a traffic jam on the road." William looked at the two of them apologetically, then took off his coat and hat and handed them to the waiter.

"..." Li Zitao and Yevich looked at each other, and they both had the urge to 'get out' in their hearts.

Traffic jam???

Apart from the wealthy businessmen and government officials who have not been affected, are there any other cars on the road now?

"Did you install a bug on me to slap me in the face?" Li Zitao, who had just used this bad excuse, was filled with embarrassment.

"What a coincidence, I was stuck in traffic just now, Fifth Avenue?" Fifth Avenue is the honorary name of Chicagoans for the Magnificent Mile.

"...The traffic in Chicago is really bad." William said with a dark face.

"Katie, lamb chops and colorful salad, can you order another cheese pasta?" Jevich ignored him and chatted with the woman he had just hooked up with.

"William, you should set the time on your pocket watch next time...it's a good idea to set it forward 10 minutes." Li Zitao had a reproachful look on his face.

Seeing his expression like this, William was relieved. Being able to complain meant that they were still friends. What he feared most was naked ignorance.

Just as Li Zitao needs his care, William also needs him to maintain the stability of Chicago and the many jobs he provides.

Of course, the 'little gifts' Paul gave at the end of every month had nothing to do with him.

"This is a great suggestion!" William looked at him apologetically again. He didn't care what Jevich thought.

Although they both belong to the Republican Party, they have their own small groups within the party. The teams behind William and Yevich have never been on the same page.

After the great President Lincoln crushed the Southern slave owners' conspiracy to split the United States, the Republican Party officially entered the period of the "big boss party".

Johnson, Grant, Hayes, Garfield, and Arthur, in the 20 years after the Civil War, five presidents were all from the Republican Party.

Some proudly claim that they are 'Lincolnians.'

The Republican Party lost the election in 1884, but in 1889, after only one term, the Republican Party regained the presidency again.

McKinley, Taft, Harding, including the outgoing Coolidge, all came from the Republican Party, and its internal competition was not small at all.

"Charlie, maybe we should talk about business." After the food was served, Jevich finally looked away from Katie.

"Dear Mr. Congressman, haven't I done enough recently?" Li Zitao asked with a smile while cutting the steak.

If it weren't for worrying about his damn image, he would have wanted a pair of chopsticks right now, picked up the steak, chewed it and swallowed it in his stomach.

The sound of the knife sizzling on the disk is really unpleasant.

Jevich put down his knife and fork, wiped his mouth and said, "Your contribution to Chicago is obvious to all, but Charlie, you should focus on more public charities."

"For example?" Li Zitao also put down his knife and fork, thinking, 'It's better to go back and eat.'

"Finance to build several libraries, build roads for parks, build chairs for resting, or improve life in orphanages?" Jevich looked serious.

"Jevich, did you hear something?" Li Zitao frowned, thinking about the connection. Could someone want to target him?

"Charlie, your recent actions are very eye-catching, especially in Hollywood. That money makes many people jealous." Looking left and right, Jevich leaned across the dining table.

He put his hand over his mouth and said: "Someone proposed to freeze all the assets in your name until the source of the funds is found out."

"Fk, they are racist." Li Zitao growled with his eyes wide open.

"Charlie, you have to understand that right and wrong is never in the hands of the person involved." Jevich shrugged helplessly.

"...I understand, thank you for your help, my friend." Li Zitao raised his glass in tribute.

"You're welcome. When your company and public charity are launched, I will definitely come and support you." Yevich said seriously.

This is a good time to build your reputation, whether it's public charity or industry that can provide jobs.

"I will call you personally." He snapped his fingers to summon the waiter, and Li Zitao left 200 US dollars. "Jevich, I'm leaving now. I'll invite you another day."

Yevich smiled and nodded, and William said "goodbye". The two of them walked out of the restaurant one after another and got into Li Zitao's black Rolls-Royce at the same time.

"Jevich, that friend of yours looks like a big shot." Katie asked casually as she looked out the window at the car leaving.

"You have a really good eye. Charlie is a young rich man who is in the spotlight in Chicago. Maybe you should read the newspaper!" Jevich didn't mind the curiosity of the woman next to him.

For him, highlighting Li Zitao's identity can better reflect his extraordinary nature. Birds of a feather flock together, and being able to be with excellent people means that he is equally outstanding and extraordinary.

"Did you hear any news?" In the car, Li Zitao told Charlie the news just now and asked about the rumors in this regard.

"There are such voices, but they are just some trash fish. They will pass away soon. They are not taken seriously in the party." William explained.

"Perhaps their voices were not taken seriously in the past, but what this trash fish has brought out now is a plump and juicy bluefin tuna. William, you have lost the sensitivity you should have." Li Zitao's eyes were stern.

"Charlie, it's not what you think. They don't dare to do that." William was also a little angry, thinking that he was making a fuss out of a molehill.

"Okay, I think it's time for you to get off the car." Li Zitao said with an indifferent expression.

The driver parked the car on the side of the road. William got out of the car with an ugly face. It wasn't until the car slowly drove away and disappeared from sight that he kicked his feet in anger and growled: "fk."

His political career has become unpredictable because of Li Zitao's arbitrary opinions. Once anyone knows about that, he will be thrown into jail immediately. Shouldn't he be the one to speak today?

Why was it that he was accused by the other party in the end: "Damn bastard, go to hell!"

"Diversion to the club." Li Zitao said to the driver in the car.

He planned to listen to the opinions of the think tank, and at the same time secretly warned himself that such high-profile things would never happen again before his wings were full.

The entertainment industry always attracts much attention. As a mysterious rich man who spent 20 million in Hollywood, he will naturally attract countless attention, but he just forgot this.

"Boss, we're here," the driver reminded.

"Let's go rest first!" Li Zitao opened the car door absentmindedly. This matter was of great importance and he wanted to discuss with Ben how to deal with it.

Bang~~

At this moment, the threat of death hit his mind, and Li Zitao tilted his body sideways in a trance. This came from his brain's instinctive judgment of danger.

There was a hot feeling in his chest, and then a sense of powerlessness. Li Zitao cheered up, kicked his feet hard, jumped into the car, and climbed to the other side using his hands and feet.

"The boss is under attack, come here, come here quickly..." The driver shouted towards the club door and climbed out of the passenger seat with his body pressed against the seat.

"Boss, hold on." The driver pressed his hand against his bleeding chest, his eyes bloodshot.

Hundreds of subordinates emerged from all directions, with their right hands hidden under their windbreakers. The windbreakers were bulging high, and the machine guns inside were fully loaded.

Screams erupted on the street, and the crowd quickly dispersed in chaos, trying to escape from the street that was about to become a battlefield.

"Mike, call Mike and Wang." Li Zitao's brain was a little dizzy, but he was not nervous.

The bullet that entered the right chest was being slowly and firmly pushed outward along the wound. This change was slow, but it was indeed happening. Li Zitao was very sure of this.
Chapter completed!