“Don’t treat everyone as friends, they mostly just want to get benefits from you, but that’s great because you’re going to be a valuable person and that will make you successful.

Just... don't just treat them as friends, keep the courage and throw away clumsiness, you have to learn to be smart..."

The chat with Shalin was a pleasant one, just a little advice, not a preaching.

If it is for this, he can find someone to publish books or give speeches everywhere, and tickets will definitely be sold in a crazy way.

The whole world is curious about Li Zitao's success. Some people specialize in his history in college. It is a course.

He just saw too many shadows in the clumsy rookie in front of him.

A bit like the past self, not now, but in the past life, when you walk into a big city, you are curious and expectant about everything there.

Keeping a little bit of innocence and clumsiness, I was finally bruised and even lost myself...

New York is not friendly to people. You can feel a lot in this city, with aggressive oppression, strong sense of offensiveness, indifference, loneliness...

There is only a lack of welcome and enthusiasm.

"You have to be vigilant, do you understand?" Li Zitao picked up the cup and had forgotten which cup of whiskey he had drunk.

"Add some salt and olives, and more." Li Zitao wanted to add some flavor to it.

"Li, you are a friendly and good person..." Shalin said with blurred eyes, as she drank a little too much.

"No, no, don't send me a good person card, it sounds like saying, idiot, you can leave." There are enough good person cards that can fill up several large boxes.

"I think...it's time for me to leave, it's too late." Shalin said in a staggering pace, not looking like she could go home alone.

"I'll ask the driver to give you it." Li Zitao took the coat, tipped the waiter for $5, and put a $20 bill on the bar. They drank a lot of wine tonight.

"Charlie, there will be a long night today." Jeremy kept winking and casting eyes on him with envious and jealous eyes.

"I like people who can move, not stiff corpses."

"At least she's hot."

"Go to die, you pervert."

Giving Jeremy a friendly middle finger, Li Zitao helped Shalin away, handed her to the bodyguard outside the bar and said, "Send her home."

Li Zitao was not kidding. He didn't like drunk women, especially when they might vomit, thinking alone was bad enough.

When he got home, Li Zitao made an apple sandwich, pasta, and white truffles delivered in the refrigerator in the morning, which were just right with the 1928 expensive rot wine.

I cooked myself and didn’t taste special. The taste was still the same, but the process was enjoyable.

Make a cup of tea, lie on the sofa in front of the window, and fall asleep accompanied by words.

This day sounds super boring, but he enjoys it quite well. If you come occasionally...

Mary is not at home tonight, but she is not going to work or flying somewhere else.

Avril and Doris came to New York, Mary went to enjoy the spa with them, and tonight they were going to have a ‘pajama party’ in the hotel, which sounded even more boring.

"Boss, Miss Xiangzi wants to ask, do you need any service?" Dan walked in.

"No." Li Zitao shook his head, put the book on the round table, waved his hand and said, "Come here and sit down, let's talk."

"You know where to put the things in your heart if you want to drink." His personal butler knew better than him about the arrangement of the room.

"Dan, are you married?" Li Zitao didn't seem to know the people around him very well.

He didn't know why, he suddenly wanted to understand these things, but he always liked to do whatever he wanted.

"Yes, I'm married." Dan poured himself a glass of champagne. He loved the taste of champagne, although there was nothing to celebrate.

"Have I given you a gift?" Li Zitao smiled and said, "Of course, of course not. I don't know if this is the case."

"In fact, there are... The lady gave me a painting. It was very beautiful. It was Mark's work." Dan said with a sip of champagne.

"Markrosco, he is a good painter, although I can't understand what he painted at all." Hearing him say this, the two burst into laughter.

"Actually, I don't understand either. I only know that it is worth $20,000, and it will be even higher at auction." Dan waved his hand and said.

"This is exactly why I like them." Li Zitao agreed that the reason why he likes collections is precisely their value.

It seems a bit superficial to say this, but he is a vulgar person and has no particularly elegant taste.

"Do you want a piece of truffle?" Li Zitao took out the truffle in the refrigerator, and they will be replaced tonight.

"A little bit, it tastes too strong and it's hard to taste other flavors." This is not the first time Dan has eaten truffles, and the food he replaced will appear on the staff's tables.

Because after each time you eat it, its unique taste will echo in the mouth for the next day, and you will never taste any other flavors.

"Someone wants to buy Lange." Dan suddenly mentioned Lange Bar.

"Who is it?" Li Zitao frowned. He liked the atmosphere of that bar very much and didn't want to be distorted.

"Vinson, his bar is on the other side of the tunnel. If you want to open another one across the river, Lange is a ready-made choice." Dan said, tasting the truffle with a small mouth fork.

"Are there any other choice? I wish there was a place to relax." It feels great to be at home anywhere.

Because it won't make him feel offended, nor will he be turned away for his skin color.

But life occasionally needs some surprises, and a pool of stagnant water will make people feel bored. This is how Li Zitao feels now.

He has cars, planes, hotels, restaurants, bars, supermarkets, and any needs will be met.

Lange is a place that allows him to relax, and he doesn't want that feeling to be ruined.

Becoming a bar again requires careful reception, and everyone knows his identity.

"I'll let him rethink." Dan already knew what he meant.

"That's it. I want to have dinner tomorrow night for Bosing. 6 people. Remember to book a seat." Li Zitao is about to rest, and it's getting late.

"I will...thank you." Holding the wine glass and dining plate, Dan bowed and nodded to thank him.

Tomorrow, Li Zitao will meet again with the guild leader. This time he wants to slow down the pace and perform more friendly and relaxedly.

In addition to them, there are two members of the Chicago Metropolitan Club, who came to send invitations to join the Metropolitan Club.

Li Zitao hopes that Mary can attend with her, but she must first determine whether she is free tomorrow. She has had a lot of social interactions recently.

Because she has been busy flying all year round, her communication has been compressed for the remaining 3 months, which will keep her busy feet from touching the ground.
Chapter completed!