Duke Jialan is indeed a very smart woman. She has a unique vision and can see things that many people can't see. If Zhao Fanchen wants to turn Huabang's business into a white road business, just start with one industry.

Absolutely not, so if you want to launder black money, you must invest in many industries. In the United States, whether it is banks, arms, oil, coal, or other resources, they can be private, and banks belong to these industries.

An intermediate hub, so investment banking is the most profitable business.

"Investment banks are the best, and you can invest the money you earn in the domestic economic market. Don't choose to invest in first-tier cities. The investment in first-tier cities is too high, and the returns may not be good. You can put your perspective

Focusing on the second and third tier cities, the investment requirements of the second and third tier cities have not been very good in the past. It is a good time to promote economic development in the country. In order to promote urban economic development, the second and third tier cities will specially invite some overseas Chinese to return to China and work in the second and third tier cities.

Urban investment, once the second and third tier cities develop, the profit and income will definitely be broader than the market prospects of the first tier cities. The market of the first tier cities has become saturated, and the returns from excessive investment may not be good, but the second and third tier cities will

It's different. There is a lot of room for development in such cities, and there is a lot of room for profit improvement, so I still recommend that you choose to invest in third-tier cities. This is the best strategy." The red lips parted slightly, and Duke Jialan took a sip of coffee. She drank coffee.

With a very elegant posture, he gently pinched the coffee cup with two slender fingers and took a small sip.

If this woman was born in the troubled times of ancient times, she would definitely be the master of strategizing and winning from thousands of miles away. She actually has three strategies. In such a short period of time, she can think of such three complex strategies. It is really incredible.

Simple.

"Do you have any other ideas?" Zhao Fanchen no longer cared about admiring this strange woman with a perfect figure and a cool and quiet demeanor. He was completely shocked by her first two strategies.

"Yes, but you may not be happy after hearing this. My next suggestion is that you always stay in the underworld. Don't think about laundering the money you earn and the business in your hands, but go all the way to be like those deep-rooted world families.

, when no one can do anything to you, and what you have to do every day is to take a walk with the king. If the underworld can reach the end, it will become the white way. Sometimes the black and white in this world can be completely reversed, you

What you want is the white way, but you have to start from the underworld. What you want is the underworld, but sometimes you have to start from the white way. No matter what the initial purpose is, what we want to achieve is the ultimate goal. The underworld is where we go to the end.

Bai Dao, but this is a road of no return with no shortcuts and no turning back. Whether you can go to the end depends on your skill. The underworld will eventually transform into a white road. This requires the joint efforts of several generations, so

I said you might be unhappy with this bad idea, because in this case, your descendants will have to bear the name of a gangster for generations to come." When Duke Jialan smiled, his charming and charming look was unbearable.

Keep your heart fluttering, her cold and elegant face will occasionally smile, which will shock your heart. Such a beautiful smile will make people intoxicated, at least it will make Zhao Fanchen intoxicated.

"Why are you looking at me like this? Did my three strategies make you angry, or what I said was wrong, or what I said was right, and it made you feel embarrassed." After all, Duke Jialan

When an elegant woman is stared directly at by a grown man like Zhao Fanchen, it is inevitable that her face will show the shy look of a charming little woman, and her cheeks will turn red.

"It's not just because of your beautiful face and charming figure. To be honest, a woman like you is simply the best among women. You have a beautiful and juicy figure. You need a good face, a good butt, and a sharp wit. Who can

If I take you, I can make a lot of money even if I just lie at home every day, you will be like a money tree." Zhao Fanchen smiled uneasily and kindly.

"No matter how I look at your smile, you have a hint of uneasiness and kindness." Then Duke Jialan couldn't help but blush, and suddenly his face darkened: "Is there really a man like me who is willing to marry me? What the hell is Canhua?

Defeat, or have both talent and beauty?"

Zhao Fanchen on the side suddenly felt a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say. He couldn't help scratching his head. Faced with such sad feelings from a woman, he could only remain silent.

"I have already given you the three strategies, and it's time for me to leave." Duke Jialan looked at Zhao Fanchen with a somewhat complicated expression. She stood up, gently put down the cup in her hand, then stood up, and gently

walked towards the door.

This woman came here just to give Zhao Fanchen advice. Zhao Fanchen thought for a while and blurted out: "You have helped me so much, how should I thank you? How about I treat you to dinner?"

Zhao Fanchen was just being polite. He thought this woman would refuse, but he didn't expect a look of joy to flash across Duke Jialan's face, and then he said softly: "Okay! I happen to be a little hungry."

Suddenly, Zhao Fanchen felt that he was talking too much. Why did he talk about eating just now? But this woman agreed happily.

"Why do you want to help me?" Zhao Fanchen thought for a while and seemed to ask a very interesting question.

Duke Jialan couldn't help but raise her head and look at Zhao Fanchen blankly. After looking at it for a few seconds, she suddenly stood up and said, "Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom."

A few minutes later, Duke Jialan came out of the bathroom with red eyes. Although she retouched her makeup, Zhao Fanchen could still tell that this woman had cried. When she saw Zhao Fanchen eating steak,

He smiled happily like a child, then suddenly pulled Zhao Fanchen and ran outside, saying as he ran: "Come on, I will take you to a very interesting place. You will definitely like the food there."

The woman took off her high heels, held them in her hands, and pulled Zhao Fanchen along the way. The two of them ran for several streets until they reached the bridge. When they glanced at the edge of the bridge, Duke Jialan's face showed happiness.

With a smile, she smiled happily and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I'm still here. Come on, I'll treat you to something delicious. There are a lot of delicious domestic foods there."

This woman can really run. She ran such a long way without a blushing face or a beating heart. She pulled Zhao Fanchen and ran over. In front of her was a small barbecue stall. It happened to be afternoon. A thin old man

A small charcoal oven was pushed on a tricycle, and there were dressed meat skewers and vegetable rolls in the carriage. The two people sat down on the greasy pony. This extremely rustic scene in front of them suddenly reminded Zhao Fanchen of everything.

When I was in China, I went to a food stall by the river to eat barbecue with my brothers. We ate meat and drank beer from a big bowl. A bunch of shirtless old men were noisy, drinking beer and eating barbecue. Unexpectedly

Surprisingly, we can encounter such a rustic scene here. Although this barbecue stall is small, it also brought back a lot of memories for Zhao Fanchen.

"Uncle Qi, give us barbecue, vegetable rolls, mushrooms, peppers, and your special beef sauce. I haven't eaten anything you grilled for a long time, and I want to drink beer." Duke Jialan is not afraid of greasy food.

Help yourself to put on the oven rack and start grilling. It is difficult to see such a pastime and entertainment loved by the lowest class people in China on the streets of the United States. Such barbecue stalls seem to always be better than those luxurious ones.

The steaks made by the top chefs in the hotel are much more delicious.

Smelling the aroma of the cumin sprinkled on the meat skewers and the aroma of the meat from the seasonings, it really made Zhao Fanchen feel like he was back in those fiery days, when the brothers sat together eating barbecue and drinking wine.

beer.

The two of them were sitting on a pony by the bridge, holding a large vat of beer in one hand, and a handful of meat skewers and vegetable rolls in the other hand. They were eating very happily. I didn't expect that Duke Jialan would still have something.

Such a lively side, if you think about it, she is not very old, and her usual indifference is just the best choice for some people to avoid harm. Who wants to have a long face all day long, even if others are not annoyed?

, I’m afraid I’m also annoyed.

The two of them almost ate all the meat skewers that the old man was pulling on his tricycle. They drank more than half a bucket of beer and put a large bundle of signs in front of them. Which of Duke Jialan's pictures was so beautiful?

Her face was slightly flushed by the steam from the beer. She held Zhao Fanchen's hand and wanted to drink beer and eat meat skewers. She really didn't know that a woman with such a good figure could be so good at eating, even better than Zhao Fanchen.

, she still held a lot of chicken wings in her hand, took a bite and put it to Zhao Fanchen's mouth. She ate all the meat skewers on the tricycle and smiled. Duke Jialan stood up unsteadily and shouted with a smile.

: "Zhao Fanchen, please give me money, I don't have any money, haha..."

Seeing Zhao Fanchen take out a wad of money from his pocket, Duke Jialan grabbed it and gave it all to the thin old man. Then he grabbed a handful of chicken wings with his oily little hands, jumped up with his delicate body, and lay on Zhao's back.

On Fanchen's back, he shouted: "You carry me, I can't walk anymore, you take me home, you carry me, I will get you chicken wings."

You can clearly feel that there are two full and firm hemispheres pressing on Zhao Fanchen's back. They are soft, spongy and full of elasticity. Duke Jialan's silky hair slowly hangs down.

Zhao Fanchen felt itchy and numb, and there was a fragrance coming from her body. It was very fresh. It was the smell of a woman. It was beautiful. He held Duke Jialan's thighs with his hands and Zhao Fanchen smiled bitterly.
Chapter completed!