Rebirth 79: I opened a bank in the United States

Chapter 466 The President of Coca-Cola Is My Brother? !
"Get out of the car! Get checked!"

"Hey, don't you remember me? I left it for you the day before yesterday."

"Tell you to get out of the car! Do you understand?! Did you hide contraband? Don't dare to accept the inspection?!"

"OKOK, I'll get out of the car right away"

At the Douglas checkpoint, a citizen was kicked as soon as he got out of the car.Just when he got up from the ground full of indignation, and was about to argue with the inspector who had accepted alms from him two days ago, he suddenly took out a knife from his waist and stabbed it into him. car seat cushion
"What are you doing?! Fark, it's a new car."

Misia Jer's mentality exploded. Although the car is not expensive, it is still money!What's more, it's a new car that I haven't bought for half a year, and someone stabbed the seat cushion like this
"Why are you excited? Seats and car doors are good places to hide drugs and contraband. Of course we have to check! Or, tell me honestly, did you bring any contraband?"

Putting the knife back into the holster at his waist, the inspector swayed lazily and arrogantly, and walked towards Jere.After the bodies of the two got close, the inspector leaned over to Jayer's ear:

"For the sake of what you've done to me, let me remind you. Be honest, admit that you got caught, and pay 40, no, 50 dollars! I'll let you go, or else"

Hearing the voice next to his ear, looking at the small bag of white powder that appeared in the opponent's hand at some point in front of him, Jieer's eyes widened in disbelief.

It's not that Jie Er has never heard of or even seen him to frame him.But it's so exaggerated, so unscrupulous, it's really the first time I've seen it!

"Don't worry, it's only 50 a month, I'll remember you. Don't make it difficult for us, OK? Pay the 50, I promise, you won't have any trouble this month. But if you don't pay, I will be in trouble, Once I'm in trouble, I believe you will be in even more trouble!"

"You are robbery!! Is there still a law? Is there still justice?! You group of outlanders raised by bitches, I must sue you and drive them all out!"

The inspector who was sprayed with saliva didn't look annoyed when he saw that Jier was unconvinced.But soon, five or six inspectors surrounded him.
"Shet?! What are you doing?!"

From the moment Jere was kicked to the ground, there was commotion.In the long line of traffic waiting to pass the checkpoint, many strong men with flushed cheeks, necks and ears suddenly poured out.

They cursed and stepped forward, trying to help Jieer out of the siege.But the next moment, a row of guns was aimed at them
"Stand back! Are you trying to break through the checkpoint? Or, you all have a problem?"

"***, you're a fuckin' junkie yourself, got a job and don't thank us Douglas for kindness, actually."

"Sampson, calm down! Go back to the mayor! Get these people out!"

"Yes, get them out! Get out of Douglas!"

Cursing and admonishing at the gunpoint. All kinds of voices huddled together.At the same time, on a car in the middle of the traffic, a combination of a Mexican and a white man looked ahead and frowned.

"When was there a checkpoint here? Border Patrol, or the DEA?"

"Neither, it was established by this small town called Douglas."

"What are they doing with checkpoints? Nothing else to do?"

"I heard that someone in the city was found to be selling drugs to students, and then there happened to be a group of homeless people in the city. By the way, they solved their job problems, so a checkpoint was set up."

Smiling at the vigilant old Mo, the white man looked very relaxed, and sneered at the checkpoint in front of him:

"If you want me to say, the brain of this city is broken, or the mayor went to Las Vegas, and then lost. Expect such a group of people to check, hehe, how much cash do you have? Prepare a thousand, Guaranteed to pass!"

"one thousand?"

"It's enough to get rid of these little devils. As for the city, we have to talk about it. There is a lot of traffic on this road every day, and what needs to be taken care of must be taken care of in place. It's just that it's worn out. You'll get out of the car later. Pass the news back, I'll let them take me in and talk about it"

"Let the family wait for my call. If there is no call in three days. Then prepare to come and get me!"

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Just as the waves started to rise here in Douglas, Carter, who ran away after coming up with a bad idea, had already returned to the Yale campus and began to prepare for the upcoming final exam.

As an academic bastard, to be precise, an academic bastard with good talent.Carter's goal is very simple, pass, that is, get a D, that's it.As long as you can graduate, nothing else matters.
At the same time, Carter also received a new errand from the board of directors: to sponsor Yale and Harvard's annual football game The game!
The intercollegiate football game, which has been held every year since 1875, is called a "game", but no one has ever regarded it as a game.After more than [-] years of development, the attention of the competition has long gone beyond the scope of campus competitions
All kinds of people including previous alumni and the public will come to participate. For the school, this is a great opportunity to show the style of the school.And for the students, that is the time to revenge with hatred, to revenge with resentment!

The game, which was supposed to be held in November, was forced to be postponed to January next year due to the vicious murders that occurred this year.But the second is still counted as the 11th game in 1981. According to the rotation order, the home field of this game is Yale Stadium!
The timing is ingenious!
This year's competition, many famous people from Massachusetts, New York, Boston, and even the entire East Coast will come to participate.Stuck at the time when the New Haven City Government and Yale University intend to expand their influence and attract talent back, such a high-profile match is about to happen
"Huo, is the budget enough?!"

After taking and receiving his travel expenses, which was $3000, Carter couldn't help admiring Yale's atmosphere!

3000 US dollars, but beyond the three-month salary standard of the average middle class!It is only used for business trips and socializing with target alumni. I have to say, this is a lot of money!

"This is why we believe in you. Others don't have so much! Carter, you will be in charge of one of our most outstanding alumni, so you need more preparation!"

"So who am I going to see?"

"Robert Goizueta! Our senior in the 49th class. Last year, he just became the president of Coca-Cola. Considering that you are a Georgian, you have to go home for Christmas, and Coca-Cola can't erase the elements of Christmas. Traces to go. At a time like this, we thought it would be a good time to visit!"

"At Christmas, take Yale's blessings to visit Mr. Goizueta and invite him back to Connecticut to participate in the 106th The Game! Look at the present day of your alma mater, as well as the memories of the past"

"Huh?! The president of Coca-Cola is a Yale graduate?!"

(End of this chapter)