After thinking about it, the next step is to test the feasibility!

While the plane was running, Carter looked down at his wallet. The wallet opened his legs: "Brother, look! It's not enough!"

Part of the cash from the stock mortgage loan on hand must be reserved for the initial operation of the hotel; the cut-off funds in the bank must not be moved, and the reserve adequacy requirements must be met in time before the annual review, and the surplus must be used for expansion

...

The profits from DOG Real Estate have to be put into bank capital and used as the next mortgage loan, but they cannot be touched; the profits from DOG Construction have to be prepared to fulfill the contract and entered into the highway trust, but they still cannot be touched...

After doing some calculations, Carter discovered that, at least at this stage, the only funds he could use relatively freely seemed to be the profit of Dongfeng Express, but the profit of this thing...it's not high!

In a bad economic environment, this company now basically relies on other industries under its own name to support itself! The warehouse in the logistics park is rented to banks; the fleet is owned by HT. When its own price increases, it is equal to the cost of other industries.

There is not much difference in the effect of increasing the amount and going round and round! Especially on the HT side, if the freight rate rises seriously, the shareholders will definitely have opinions and consider changing the logistics partner company.

The profits of Dongfeng Express are enough to maintain a good material life. Buying a car can also be easier. But buying an airplane and maintaining the airplane after buying it are really not enough!

Ever since, Carter's idea has returned to the original point. He is considering persuading HT's shareholders to buy a plane for the company... bah, for ourselves!

I was thinking about when to go to Boston to check with Fidelity to get some air and explore the matter of oral hygiene. The voyage was coming to an end soon, and by the time Carter returned to the old campus, it was already half past eight in the night.

While passing through downtown New Haven, Carter saw the depressed side of New Haven...

It was only half past eight at night, and the streets were completely dark. Except for a few main roads, where the dim street lights were fully on, there was almost no lighted shop. As for some small roads, let alone some small roads! I guess

If you're not driving, but just walking, no one would dare to walk inside...

There are a few wandering people on the roadside, their eyes wandering everywhere. They seem to be looking around for their prey tonight, cursing, as if they are cursing that there are no "little fat sheep" on the streets now...

A few police cars were parked under the street lights on the main road. The police would rather sit in the car than get out of the car to stretch their legs...

"This is not as good as Douglas!"

Norton, who was driving when he also saw the scene in front of him, couldn't help but curse Carter's inner thoughts.

Indeed, in terms of lighting coverage, it is indeed not as good as Douglas. At any rate, the Douglas city government cannot be said to be wealthy now, but at least Benjamin can still afford the electricity bill to light up the street lights in the city!

And with the increase in the population of Douglas, and because the original basic salary is not high, if you want to make money and keep a job, you have to work harder and earn more than others!

I'm tired during the day, so I always need to relax a little at night...

In the past, when there was no money in their pockets, many people just went for a walk and breathed in the free air of not having to go to work. Now the economy is slowly improving, and Carter took the lead in raising wages, and other shop owners have to follow suit. Now Douglas residents

The savings situation has gradually changed. I don’t have much money, but I still have money to buy a cold beer in a tavern.

Meeting up with a few friends, bragging in a tavern on a summer night, and drinking a glass of cold beer that is refreshing and exciting has become the daily life of most workers in Douglas. Driven by this trend,

The number of beer halls has increased, and the level of consumption at night has also gradually increased, which has gradually fallen into the eyes of the city government.

Because more people go out to spend money at night, the city government collects more taxes; with more taxes, more street lights are dared to be lit; more roads are lit, and people who feel a sense of security are more willing to go out.

..

Exactly the same as the previous situation, when a virtuous cycle is formed, everything is so logical!

After Douglas was used to the relaxing night scene, looking at the depressive New Haven now, the three Carters naturally frowned and looked disdainful...

I admit that your city in New Haven is larger than mine; I also admit that you have more companies here than ours; and I admit that the economic aggregate is not as big as yours in New Haven, but I can’t stand it, you suck!

It's like your income in New Haven is twice that of ours, but your stall is four times bigger than ours. On average, you are definitely not as good as ours in Douglas!

Inexplicably, Norton even felt a little proud!

In the past, when faced with northerners who had developed industries and a high degree of urbanization, most southern Americans felt a little inferior to rural people when they looked at urban people. After all, the thickness of a man's wallet is the hardness of a man's waist.

.

The result now looks like this: That’s it? That’s it?!

Damn Yankees!tui~

"Rick, I'm back! Do you have any cookies? I'm starving!"

After pushing open the door of the B-5 dormitory, Carter threw his briefcase onto the bed and plopped down on the chair...

"I'm telling you, New Haven is terrible at night! I was thinking, no matter what, there would always be one or two fast food restaurants open, right? But you guessed it, even McDonald's is closed.

Got it!"

"You haven't eaten yet? Did everything go smoothly?"

While changing clothes, Rick turned his head. Carter also raised his head at this time and looked at Rick, who was changing his sports vest. Carter really admired this muscular man:

"Damn it, you went to the gym again? Aren't you tired?! I remember you were exercising today, right?"

"It's okay, it's okay, you just get used to it. If you don't move every day, you can't sleep at night."

After a dull smile, Rick gave his own advice:

"There is a restaurant over there at Trumbull College that closes at eleven o'clock in the evening. Why don't you go there and have something to eat? We can go out together. Of course, if you still want to eat cookies, you can go directly to my cabinet.

Just take it inside and put it on the top layer of your clothes."

"Forget it, I'd better go out and eat something."

Who wants to eat dry biscuits when there is hot food to eat?!

Using both hands to push himself up, Carter took the lead and walked to the door to wait for Rick to put on his shoes...

"You shouldn't go over there, right? Trumbull College, I remember it's over on Grove Street, right?"

"Shet, are you kidding me?! You're still on the council... Go out from the north to Elm Street, then turn left, and you'll be there in no time!"

After tying his shoelaces and carrying his sports bag containing a change of clothes, Rick patted Carter's shoulder in a dumbfounded voice, signaling that he was ready to go.

"The only thing Trumbull has to do with Grove Street is that it is located just south of the law school next to Grove Street! Oh, by the way, you are still majoring in geography, hey...

.Professor Ferdinand is really in a good mood for not being mad at you!"

"Sound-off! Haven't I never been to Trumbull before?! Who can remember all the densely packed campus maps?!"
Chapter completed!