The think tank discussed this issue with him and finally came up with two solutions.

1. Li Zitao found a way to make a powerful country in y/f by donating (purchasing) a title.

Second, marry a true descendant of the nobility as your wife and integrate yourself into it.

This is the only suggestion that the think tank can think of, and it is not easy to achieve these.

This is not Li Zitao's self-deprecation, this is the naked reality.

In the United States, only Rockefeller, Morgan, Carnegie, Mellon, and Artes are the top white families in Europe and the United States that can be recognized by European aristocrats.

Except for Carnegie, respect for him is entirely due to the achievements of this steel magnate.

If Morgan hadn't interfered, maybe he could have become a real legend instead of a legend that will eventually disappear.

But even these descendants of the family desperately want to marry a true descendant of European nobles.

He's not the kind of idiot who only focuses on his aristocratic reputation and shows off his wealth every day.

Rather, they are ancient families with hundreds or even thousands of years of heritage, and their titles may only be viscount, baron, or earl.

But their family has continued to pass on the tradition without interruption as the times have changed.

Nobles with such a history, even marquis and dukes do not dare to look down upon them and will give friendly greetings when they meet.

Because no one knows whether a family with such a long heritage may have had occasional interactions with a certain grand duke, king, or the like during a certain period of time.

Of course, there are also many declining nobles among them.

But you can’t stand up to someone who’s trying to save face and suffer the consequences.”

"Even if I am so poor that I am begging for food, there is no way I can write novels..." Ahem, this is the intrusion of a certain salty fish.

It is impossible to beg for food. It is impossible to beg for food in this life.

However, there are a lot of people in their family who want to marry their little cabbage, and they are complained every day by the aristocratic gentlemen as a wealthy family who is a "North American country bumpkin".

I'm just waiting to marry a rich and beautiful woman to improve my family's 'glorious and blinding' country temperament.

If Li Zitao wants to be one of them, apart from true love, he can only make himself better than those people.

As for donating titles, Li Zitao thinks it is easier. For example, did he make some outstanding contributions during World War II?

But in terms of time, Li Zitao was a little dissatisfied. It would take another nine years.

This fucked up era is so helpless!!

"Two new subsidiaries were established. KFC is responsible for livestock husbandry, planting, breeding, slaughtering, and food processing, and Dicos is responsible for transportation, packaging, agricultural machinery, research and development, etc."

Li Zitao suddenly thought of Beilong Hao and said quickly: "By the way, there are also fresh food salvage."

The golden iron triangle is assembled, McDonald's is responsible for selling, KFC is responsible for cultivating, and Dicos is responsible for delivering, it's completely arbitrary!

"Boss, there are currently no vehicles suitable for transportation on the market. Do we need to develop our own?" Ben asked a key question.

"Do you have any suggestions?" Li Zitao has become accustomed to this low-life era.

"We got news that Chrysler Group is planning to acquire Jeep and Plymouth, maybe we can get a head start."

"Jeep? Do they have a car called Wrangler?" Li Zitao looked at Ben with wide eyes and asked.

That was a Jeep, the most popular off-road vehicle for civilians in later generations.

Although its seats are very hard and its functions are low, it has become an unforgettable feeling for off-road enthusiasts.

As long as we talk about off-road, it is definitely the first thing that pops into people's minds.

"Uh...what is that?" Ben looked confused.

Wrangler, what is it, a horse breeder???

"Buy it, and always pay attention to the trends of Ford, Chrysler, and General Motors. If there is a suitable target, buy it first."

In his previous life, except for the marathon when he was a tadpole, he had never had his beard cut off.

Now that there is such a good opportunity, it must be cut off.

As the saying goes; mine is mine, yours is mine.

I was relieved when I heard that the boss didn't say, "Buy Chrysler," "It seems that the boss is very self-aware sometimes."

One of the three largest automobile manufacturers in the United States, Chrysler, has a wealth that you only need to see the Chrysler Building in the center of New York City to understand.

The Chrysler Building was the first skyscraper built in the world.

Thinking that he could become a winner in life and enjoy the pleasure of cutting off his beard, Li Zitao leaned back happily and picked up the newspaper on the table to read through it.

"Boss, we..." Before Ben could finish his words, Li Zitao jumped up from the sofa.

His two eyeballs were as wide as salmon, staring straight at the newspaper in his hand: BMW, a famous motorcycle manufacturer in country D, recently announced its entry into the automobile industry.

"The Bavarian Engine Manufacturing AG, which transformed from an aircraft factory into the motorcycle manufacturing industry, is undoubtedly successful, but they are not satisfied with their current success..."

Li Zitao was not in the mood to read the following report. He didn't know what the Bavarian Engine Manufacturing Co., Ltd. was.

He didn't know whether it was transformed from an aircraft factory to a motorcycle factory and then to automobiles.

But no one knows the future of BMW better than him in this era.

"Don't touch me, hey, this month is probably an auspicious day!" Li Zitao shook the newspaper and called Ben to his side.

"Have you seen this company called BMW? Buy its shares for as much as you want!"

Happiness came so suddenly, Ji Pu and Don't Touch Me were presented to him all at once, and the little boy might not be able to bear it anymore.

"Okay, boss, I just remembered that there is a chassis manufacturer called PACCAR in Washington state, and their chassis has been purchased by Ford."

"Buy." Li Zitao was not in the mood to care about such trivial matters at the moment. How could a site manufacturer compare to the excitement of BMW and Jeep?

Only when Pekka creates the classic trailer that was popular all over the world in its previous life, will Li Zitao understand what he almost missed today.

After finalizing the next plan, Ben and his team returned to Chicago overnight.

As the boss, Li Zitao only needs to use his words, but for think tanks, these things require them to spend time and energy to achieve.

Li Zitao did not stay in New York, flew back to Los Angeles, drove directly to Hollywood, and came to the suite of the Roosevelt Hotel.

So, Greta, who was in a sweet dreamland, suddenly found that her dreamland had turned into hell, and she was going up and down like a roller coaster.

It was also accompanied by a weak tearing movement and extreme pleasure, "Oh, fk, you damn beast, you are..."

Listening to the boss and the goddess flirting inside, Ava closed the door softly with resentment.

"I need to go back to the room and use small toys to soothe my injured heart, eh eh eh eh..."

In the suite, after a set of thousands of hits, the carefully maintained anti-aircraft gun mount could no longer emit a loud roar, leaving only a weak and soft "humming."

After being completely released, Li Zitao's excited mood finally calmed down.

He admits that he is a silk, but he is a silk to begin with, not a superman.

Although the storms he has experienced in the past year have allowed him to grow and change, they are not enough to make him completely abandon his 'heart of silk.'

You must know that it is a magical weapon of Xianyu. How can you be a Xianyu without the 'Heart of Silk'?

Lying on the bed with his arms around the exhausted Greta, looking at the face that was still warm after the madness, Li Zitao suddenly felt a little jealous...

"Don't, you will die..." Greta was startled when her wrist accidentally touched her.

"Women have three treasures, let's change the channel?" Li Zitao smiled lustfully.

Although I didn't understand what he was talking about, you could tell by his smile that it was not a good thing.

So Greta rejected him without hesitation, drove him out of the room with a strong attitude, and locked the door from the inside.

"Tch, woman." Li Zitao raised his eyebrows disdainfully. If he wanted to go in, this broken door wouldn't be able to hold on for even one second.

But after thinking about it, I decided to let it go. If she was frightened again, it might have a negative impact on the 'encouragement of love'.

"It's a sin to be too strong!" Li Zitao shook his head shamelessly.

Lying on the sofa and looking at the night sky, Li Zitao occasionally misses the earth in his previous life.

But every time, he was quickly forgotten by him. After all, he had no worries in that world. Apart from his two limited friends, he had nothing to miss.

As for his only two friends, one is from a demolition house and the other is from a developer. The worst offender is himself...

After completing the transaction with Morgan, he only had more than 50 million in funds left, and no more than 10 million could be used. The money was finally spent.

Li Zitao didn't feel particularly distressed. Maybe he was too big-hearted, or maybe he didn't see the cash.

If the green Franklin was presented with a mountain of money in front of him, Li Zitao was really not sure whether he would be willing to spend it like this.

Although compared to the previous $400 million, 10 million seems pitiful.

But in the United States, Li Zitao is still a wealthy man with a high net worth, the kind decorated with gold.

April is about to enter, but the weather in California is getting colder and colder. The great magician ‘Grandpa Winter’ and the great sage ‘Grandma Spring’ are working hard.

The busy two months made Li Zitao feel dizzy, and he was unable to make it to Mei Lanfang's performance at the Chicago Theater in mid-February.

Mainly because Hollywood’s ‘things’ are too busy, ahem...

However, Li Zitao specifically asked Little Elk to serve as a representative at the Grand Theater.

Li Zitao tilted his head and fell asleep in a daze. When he opened his eyes again, the room was filled with gentle sunlight.

Greta was sitting on the chaise longue next to her, wearing a silk pajamas, her fair skin looming, holding a book in her hand, reading it with relish.

"What are you looking at?" Li Zitao suddenly asked.

"Kafka's Castle, unfortunately, he did not complete this novel until his death." Greta looked a little melancholy.

Not for this excellent work, but for Kafka's life.
Chapter completed!