China Entertainment: I became a capital tycoon

Chapter 257 255. He is disgusting to death!

Cao Yu had read some comics when he was in school, but they were limited to Japanese comics, and his knowledge of American comics was limited to watching some movies in this area.

He remembered that the movies "Wolverine" and "Iron Man" were both superheroes under the Marvel company.

And the movie series of these two characters are relatively popular.

However, Marvel was in New York on the east coast, and he was now in Los Angeles on the west coast. The round trip would probably take several days, and he couldn't delay another thing.

Taking out the phone, Cao Yu called Zhuo Wei.

"Where is that person now?"

"in New York."

"Oh? What a coincidence? Give me the phone numbers of the two people who are staring at him."

Cao Yu was overjoyed, hung up Zhuo Wei's call, and called Liu Yifei: "Qian Qian, I'm going to New York to do some business and I'll be back in three or four days."

"Okay, then you come back early, I want to see you early."

Liu Yifei seemed to be filming a movie, she just expressed her longing for Cao Yu and then left.

After Cao Yu received the message from Zhuo Wei, he asked Xiao Wu to book a flight to New York. He flew to the largest city in the United States that afternoon and learned a few words of English from Xiao Wu on the way.

After getting off the plane, he contacted the two people who were staring at Sun. After meeting near the Sheraton Hotel in Times Square, he asked directly: "Where are they?"

"There is a woman staying in this hotel."

The two paparazzi from Zhuo Wei Studio were quite professional and pointed to a hotel.

"Do they have a car?"

"Have."

The paparazzi told Cao Yu the license plate number and then asked: "What about us?"

"Give me a photo of that person and it will be none of your business. Go back to your country first."

He didn't know what the consequences of what Cao Yu was about to do would be, so the fewer people who knew about it, the better.

After dismissing the two of them, Cao Yu looked around and found that there were indeed many homeless people and singers around the hotel.

"The only people who can move around here are rich people. The chance of getting money here is much greater than in other places, which is why there are so many homeless people."

Cao Yu smiled inwardly and said to Pang Yuan behind him: "Go and change some change. For twenty dollars a piece, let's change it to a hundred pieces first."

"What do you need so much change for?"

Pang Yuan didn't understand what the boss wanted to do. Was he going to do charity?It doesn’t cost a hundred pieces of change.

"Just go and change it."

"Ok."

Pang Yuan had no choice but to exchange a wad of change and come back.

Cao Yu took the money, came to the three homeless people, and said with a smile in English: "Do you like it?"

"Choke to death, choke to death."

When several homeless people saw the beautiful knife, their eyes lit up and they kept nodding.

Cao Yu took out a photo and said: "When this man comes out, you ask him for money. He is very rich. If he doesn't give it, he will keep asking for it. I will give you double the amount you can ask for." .”

Although his English is not good, he learned these sentences from Xiao Wu and spoke them quite smoothly, even a few homeless people understood them.

Although the tramp didn't understand what the Chinese meant, he agreed for the sake of the beautiful knife.

Cao Yu added: "Also, do you know any other homeless people? Find more people, find one, and I will give you an extra ten dollars."

"And this good thing?"

The homeless man looked at Cao Yu suspiciously, and when he saw him throwing five twenty-dollar knives directly into the box in front of him, he didn't know that this was not a joke.

"You go find someone, I'll watch."

A homeless man immediately said to his companions that this was a good opportunity to make money. If it was completed, he would have enough living expenses for a few months and even be free for a while.

The Sheraton Hotel in Times Square is a relatively large hotel in New York. The equipment in the room is quite luxurious, but there is one drawback. There is a smoke alarm in the room and smoking is not allowed at all.

Boss Sun, who had a grudge against Cao Yu, was tossing on the bed with a young model from Xiangjiang. He touched the cigarette and was about to light it, but the young model stopped him.

"Dear, you can't smoke here, otherwise the fine will be very high and the consequences will be serious."

"What a broken hotel!"

Boss Sun cursed and felt very unhappy.

He felt that he was very unlucky this year. First, he fell in love with a woman and was cheated on her.He wanted to take revenge, but in the end, even the company went bankrupt.

I went to Xiangjiang to find old friends I knew, hoping to borrow some money so I could make a comeback, but there were very few people willing to help.

When you were rich, everyone complimented you and treated you like a master. Now that you are down and out, most people actually avoid you.

Fortunately, he still had some friends in the United States who immigrated here with money. He thought he could borrow some money from these people.

Although she is down and out now, she was once a powerful figure. The young model in front of her, who just debuted, feels that she still has a chance to rise again, so she is willing to come to the United States with her and act as a translator.

I just arrived in New York two days ago, and I only met a good friend. After some hard talking, I was able to borrow $[-].

This little money is not enough for him, let alone a comeback.

Fortunately, there is a friend who is worth over [-] million US dollars. We have made an appointment to meet him tomorrow. Now, we can only stay in the hotel.

As a result, smoking was not allowed here, which made Boss Sun even more upset.

"It's all my fault for that Cao Yu. If it weren't for him, I would be in this situation! I must get the money and get back everything I lost!"

I felt angry in my heart, glanced at the smoke alarm above my head, and said, "Forget it, let's go out for a walk."

He put on his clothes, called the young model, and planned to go outside to smoke and have a meal.

When he came downstairs, he glanced at the traffic of people coming and going. He was about to take the young model's arm. Suddenly, several homeless people and singers nearby saw him, and they jumped up like wild beasts seeing their prey. come over.

"What?"

The young model was startled, and was about to reprimand her loudly, but then she remembered that this was the United States, and when she saw two of them were black, she had to say: "Just give them some money."

Who knows if they have BIUBIU guns in their hands? Even if they call the police, the police have nothing to do with these homeless people.

They didn't steal or rob, they were just begging. The police couldn't empty the magazine just because of this, right?
This was not Boss Sun's first time in the United States. He immediately took out the change he had prepared from his bag and threw it away impatiently.

A few homeless people saw that they only had one dollar. Normally, they would be very satisfied, but the Chinese young man just now said that he would give him as much as he could ask for.

Therefore, these people kept pestering Boss Sun with boxes containing money, and kept saying: "Preshamburger. Three grams of oil."

"Let me go, a homeless man in the center of New York has such a high level of vision? Can you look down on him with a dollar knife?"

Boss Sun had no choice but to take out a few more ten-dollar bills and throw them into the box.

Ten dollars can buy a dozen hamburgers, which he thinks will be enough to feed these homeless people for several days.

Sure enough, when the homeless people saw that this man really took out so much money at once, they believed the young man's words, cheered, and then left with satisfaction.

"The police in New York should arrest all these homeless people."

After Boss Sun went bankrupt, he became even more angry and in a bad mood. He lit a cigarette and cursed.

"Dear, forget it, stay away from those people and let's go eat."

The young model persuaded in a sweet voice, took Boss Sun's arm, and walked towards the restaurant not far away.

Who would have thought that as soon as the two of them walked more than 100 meters, three or four homeless people gathered around them, saying the same words: "Preshamberg."

"What happened today? Do foreigners think we are rich when they see us Chinese?"

Boss Sun was a little impatient at this time, but he didn't suspect anything.

"Well, yes, in the eyes of foreigners, Chinese people who can go abroad are rich people. They like to ask Chinese people for money."

The young model nodded. This phenomenon does exist internationally.

"It's really bad."

Boss Sun didn't care about the money, but he felt unlucky to be pestered by these homeless people.

I gave the money and it was finally done.

The two of them had eaten and were about to go shopping in Times Square, but several people came over and asked for money.

Boss Sun was already on the verge of breaking out. He was about to shout "get out", but luckily he was caught by the young model. With a livid face, he gave away dozens of dollars, and that was the end.

But it wasn't over yet. In this afternoon, they encountered more than a dozen waves of homeless people.

"They say the United States is a great country? Is this the United States?"

Boss Sun cursed all the way and felt that he was unlucky. His teeth were filled with cold water, and he was no longer in the mood for shopping. He returned to the hotel and felt at ease.

Cao Yu, who was also staying at the Sheraton Hotel, had been watching everything that had just happened from the window. When he saw Boss Sun's angry face, but he was helpless, he laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.

"He deserves it! He's disgusting to death!"

Pang Yuan finally knew his boss's plan and secretly had fun with it.

(End of this chapter)