Plutocrats From the Gold Rush

  Chapter 7 Selling Gold and Recruiting People

   "Oh Schett, **** Stan, you better make sure that everything you just said is true.

   Not kidding me old guy!

   Otherwise, not only do you not want me to remodel your room.

   And I swear, I will kick you out of my hotel forever! "

  Looking at the old Hawk who rushed out of anger and lacked sleep.

  Xie Jin shrugged indifferently, and then ignored the disbelieving and angry expression on Old Hawk's face.

   Facing all the unclear eyes around him, he opened his mouth and said.

"As you can see."

   "Bang bang!"

  “There is a saying in the ancient East that facts speak louder than words.”

  Looking at Old Hawk, Xie Jin said, turned around, and patted a bulging canvas bag on the side of Watts, the donkey beside him.

   "Oh God, my God.

   You are such a **** angel, no devil, no satan...

   Forget it, whatever it is.

   In short, it is not a good thing.

   And I'm pretty sure, you **** well, got your **** kissed by Lady Luck.

   But **** it, why would Goddess of Luck kiss you dude? I really don't understand!

  Okay, without further ado, I will call you immediately.

  By the way, one last question, if you think it’s wrong, you don’t have to say it.

  Damn you, did you really hit a gold mine? ! "

   "Yes, yes, I really dug a gold mine. Guess, is it the largest, or the easiest gold mine ever to be mined?"

   Rolling his eyes, he looked at the expectant old Hawke, and the countless town residents who were looking forward to it and pricked up their ears.

   And several gold diggers who have opened the hotel windows, or hid in the corner to eavesdrop.

   Xie Jin chatted with Old Hawk very calmly.

  Now what he actually said is meaningless, and none of it matters.

  The key is what these people are willing to believe.

  Then what is the truth, and what he said will be immediately interpreted and brain-filled to become the answer they need.

  So, he doesn't really care about answering some questions.

  These people are not hounds, they can have the nose of a dog to smell gold and mineral veins.

  As long as you can't see it, the plan after adding him will not affect his initial layout, who cares how they think about it?

   As for making crooked thoughts?

   Heh, he has prepared means for a long time, and there are countless preventive measures.

   Just waiting to accumulate capital next to prevent various problems and riots that may arise.

   "Oh come on Stan, you're not telling me the truth.

   But it doesn't matter, there is a proverb in the town of Charles.

   is the fox's tail, which will be revealed one day.

   When the time comes, you will see how I laugh at your behavior today. "

   "Come on, old Hawk, that's a Chinese proverb, Euryxette."

  "...Really? Fuck, I learned it from San Francisco anyway, but you're being dishonest and I've already found out.

   Just wait, I will definitely find your braid! "

   "What the **** was that sentence just now **** racist?

  You **** old white man! "

   "..." Looking at Old Hawk who turned around and entered the tavern, Xie Jin growled loudly at him with a displeased face.

   In exchange, it was indeed just the old guy's hand raised up, and then waved left and right.

   Looking helplessly at the old Hawk who left and walked into the house, Xie Jin turned around and touched Watts' neck, then found a place with a helpless expression, and sat down.

  Began to wait for the recycling company and people from the bank to arrive.

  …

  In the small town, in front of Old Hawk’s tavern and hotel, countless people surrounded him all over the place.

  After the whole town knew that Xie Jin had brought back countless gold, and invited people from the recycling company to come over.

   Almost one counts as one, and they all gathered to watch the excitement.

   After all, this is a gold mining town. Who can refuse a large amount of gold to appear in front of their eyes?

  Although it is not theirs.

   "Thank you, thank you Mr. Erwin, thank you for coming to Charles and helping me dispose of this batch of gold.

   If there is a chance next time, I will continue to seek cooperation with you. "

  Hung up the phone with a smile on his face, and confirmed with his bank manager that more than 800,000 US dollars had indeed been transferred into his account.

   Putting down the phone, Xie Jin immediately held the manager's hand of the opposite recycling company with a bright smile.

   "It's a pleasure to cooperate with you, Mr. Xie, our Birmingham company also welcomes people like you to continue to cooperate with us."

  The owner of the Birmingham Gold Recycling Company with a professional smile on his face shook hands with Xie Jin with a friendly face.

  Of course, how he cursed Xie Jin, the **** oriental guy, was so cunning and cunning, raising the price of gold crazily and lowering his profit, naturally it is not humane.

   And it doesn't matter.

  The important thing is that now the two are very happy to complete a win-win transaction.

   As for the unhappiness between the two?

   Oh, for gold's sake, let those damned unhappy go to **** and play satan.

  Don’t demons like this kind of negative energy? Then give it to them, maybe you will go to **** in the future, and it may not be appreciated.

  The wild thoughts in the manager's mind naturally couldn't affect Xie Jin and everyone present.

   After clearing the crowd, watching off with two security guards, the owner of the Birmingham company who escorted the gold to the **** vehicle, and the accompanying bank staff boarded the vehicle and left.

   Xie Jin turned his head, looked at the countless guys watching him with complicated expressions and said.

   "Why, what do you want from me?

  The excitement is over, everyone can go back to their homes, and go back to rest after the show.

  There is still a lot of work tomorrow.

   You guys are not like me, a **** millionaire. "

   "Oh Shet, Stan."

   "Fack Squid! Stan."

   "You **** rich man!"

  Countless middle fingers and taunting and cursing, following Xie Jin's voice, instantly echoed inside and outside the tavern.

  Countless people looked at the smiling Xie Jin, and most of them dispersed complicatedly.

   After all, there is a living millionaire that happened right in front of his eyes.

  The feeling and impact are extremely shocking.

  Especially these things. Almost from birth, I have determined my destiny for the rest of my life. No matter how I struggle, I will return to the original track in the end.

   or a person who is covered with injuries.

  Staging such a scene in front of their eyes is really no less than a turbulent sea. When a miracle comes down, it shocks and frightens them.

   "Hey Stan, put that **** face on your face and get the **** out of your room.

  My promise will be fulfilled, and I will definitely give you this **** rich guy a room in a star hotel.

   But now, with that **** smile on your face, get out of this group of people.

   Seriously, they need a good rest today.

  Damn you, stop provoking and stimulating them. "

  Looking at the old Hawk with a complicated face, he looked at him and countless scattered town residents and gold diggers.

   Xie Jin put away his smile, nodded, then turned around and walked up the stairs and into the room.

  Lying on the bed, thinking of the crowds who dispersed downstairs, he was suddenly speechless.

  In fact, sometimes when you think about it, it’s quite boring.

  Looking at these people who were just like me before, struggling on the verge of life and death at the bottom, with all kinds of joys, sorrows, joys, sorrows and joys, they left silently.

  He also sometimes feels that being so happy and superior is really meaningless and not fun.

   Nothing to be proud of.

  (end of this chapter)