The North American Gourmet Demon Handbook

"Cough cough cough." Li Shanze seemed to be choked by saliva and started coughing dryly.

He realized that he had made a mistake in his fatigue by mentioning one woman in front of another.

"Well, what nonsense are you talking about? Of course I should compensate her with a car." Li Shanze smacked his lips.

He still had more than a dozen stacks of Franklins on him, which was enough to buy a brand new high-end Tesla, but after buying the car, there would probably not be much left.

"Alas, it's a pity that Grey's high-end Tesla costs more than $55,000 and the federal government doesn't provide subsidies. Otherwise, we could save some money." Li Shanze complained casually.

At this point, the taxi driver couldn't help but speak up. "Sir, I do know of a warehouse selling brand-new Teslas. They're very cheap, and the quality is absolutely flawless, even better than those in the States. The only problem is that the source of the cars is... well, secretive. I wonder if you'd be interested?"

Li Shanze suddenly became interested.

Li Shanze's interest is certainly not because of the cheap Tesla, but the so-called secret source of the cheap and good quality car.

This description naturally reminded Li Shanze of his motherland.

In Li Shanze's previous life, if Tesla had not gone to Shanghai to open a factory and relied on China's strong production capacity, this car would probably have always remained a PPT on paper.

In this world, will China, which is even blocked from the scope of cognition, still be the world's factory?

How are these Teslas made?

Li Shanze is more concerned about this issue.

"No, forget it today." Li Shanze shook his head lightly, "It's too late."

"Oh, all right, sir. If you want to see a good, affordable Tesla, feel free to call me anytime. Here's my number on this slip, sir."

The taxi driver handed Li Shanze a piece of paper with a phone number written on it.

"No problem, I will contact you if I need anything." Li Shanze patted the taxi driver's shoulder.

Of course, it was just Li Shanze's excuse that it was too late and unsafe.

Right now in Philadelphia, if Li Shanze were to wander the streets late at night, it definitely wouldn't be Li Shanze who would feel unsafe.

However, Li Shanze couldn't help but wonder whether the taxi driver had a problem with his identity or whether he had been arranged in advance.

The driver parked the car at the corner of the street leaving the Paradox Library, picked up Li Shanze, and then after hearing Li Shanze's casual chat, he naturally mentioned the cheap Tesla.

It all seems seamless.

The only problem was that he was soliciting customers on the street corner outside the Paradox Library.

Of course, it is also possible that it is just a coincidence. After all, the development of things does seem natural.

Taxi drivers are the know-it-alls of the city, and it's only natural for them to try to get a commission by soliciting customers, isn't it?

Li Shanze wanted to make sure that this was not a conspiracy.

…………

"Based on the license plate number, taxi receipt, and phone number you provided, we identified this guy."

Perhaps it was because the heavy rain the day before made the sky especially clear, so the next day was a sunny day.

At the Philadelphia Police Headquarters, Kate came to Li Shanze with a dozen printed files.

The golden sunlight made Kate's blonde hair and smile particularly dazzling.

It was obvious that the Grand Knight was in a good mood.

"Jason Hawkins, 42 years old, nicknamed Wheel."

"A former peripheral member of the Graystone Fangs gang in South Philadelphia, he was responsible for tracking the unloading of smuggling ships at Philadelphia's Pier 12."

"In 3, he was arrested as a result of a Pennsylvania State Police raid at General Electric, where three sawed-off shotguns and 23 sets of counterfeit license plates were found in the trunk of his car."

"He was sentenced to eight years in prison for three crimes: illegal possession of weapons, selling stolen goods, and participating in a criminal organization. He was released on bail due to good behavior in prison and actually served five years and three months."

"After being released on parole, I passed the test and got a taxi driver's license, and I've been driving a taxi ever since."

"Jason Hawkins, judging by his resume, is the perfect example of a prodigal son, as if federal prison can actually rehabilitate people."

Kate couldn't help but sneer.

Charlie asked, "So, are you going to arrest him, Kate?"

"No, ordinary smuggling cases like this aren't under the jurisdiction of the Special Affairs Department." Kate shook her head, her ponytail bouncing gracefully. "Unless the smuggling involves terrorism."

The Knight closed the folder in his hand and looked at Li Shanze: "This case should be transferred to the DHS."

Although Kate spoke in a firm tone, her eyes were questioning.

Li Shanze clasped his hands together and made a pleading gesture: "Please don't, I want to go there first."

Since it was confirmed that the taxi driver was not some wizard or some other supernatural undercover, but just a peripheral member of a smuggling group who was dealing in stolen goods, Li Shanze naturally let down his guard and planned to go and take a look.

Charlie also pleaded for mercy. She shook Kate's arm and said, "Yes, Kate, please help me and don't tell anyone else about this, okay?"

Li Shanze suddenly found the situation in front of him a little funny.

Kate doesn't know that Charlie knows about Kate and Li Shanze, so she tries her best to pretend nothing happened to Charlie.

Xia Li knew about Kate and Li Shanze, but she wanted to pretend that she didn't know in front of Kate, so she acted as if she knew nothing about Kate's performance.

Li Shanze knew that Xia Li knew about him and Kate, and he also knew that Kate didn't know that Xia Li knew, so on the surface he pretended to show Xia Li that he and Kate had nothing to do with each other, but in fact he was cooperating with Xia Li to show Kate.

In fact, the three people present knew that Li Shanze and Kate had slept together, but they all had to pretend that nothing had happened.

As for why Charlie wanted to pretend that she didn't know to Kate, Li Shanze didn't know.

The relationships between women are so complicated...

Li Shanze couldn't help but sigh.

Then, he shook his head, pushing the emotion out of his mind. He took out his cell phone and dialed the number on the note.

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194 Businessmen

"Who the hell calls me so early in the morning? Damn it." Jason "Wheel" Hawkins, who is already middle-aged and balding, muttered as he woke up from his sleep.

He fumbled for the phone on the bedside table and brought it to his ear with difficulty.

When he answered the phone, he tried his best to control his anger. He didn't even open his eyes, but forced a smile.

"Hello, this is Jason Hawkins." He was lying on the dirty bed like a dead fish, but his voice sounded energetic.

Then, listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, his sleepiness suddenly disappeared.

He suddenly sat up in bed, his eyes wide as bells: "Ah! You are... Yes, Mr. Li! Hello! Yes, yes, of course I have time!"

"If you find it inconvenient at night, it's no problem during the day!"

"I can pick you up right now!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Okay! Then in the afternoon! Okay, I'll wait for your call! Mr. Li!"

After respectfully hanging up the phone, the taxi driver's sleepiness was gone.

The whole person became full of energy.

Is there anything more refreshing than a 15% commission?

He jumped up excitedly, throwing his dirty clothes all over the floor without a care.

He even hummed a weird tune.

After a moment, he regained some composure and couldn't help but make a phone call.

"Hey, Old Lame, I'm bringing a customer to your place this afternoon to look at your merchandise. It's a Tesla Model S Plaid!"

"Don't worry! He's a playboy, the kind who can't control his lower body! He's not in good health! He was so tired that he fell asleep in the taxi yesterday!"

"What do you mean I've been deceived? Who are you looking down on, cripple? Don't you trust my eyes?"

"Don't worry, I drove them home myself! It was a mansion! I even saw Secret Service agents!"

"What undercover? What FBI agent? Pah! Damn, Cripple, are you stupid? How can an FBI agent live in a wealthy area? And bring a female companion who dresses like a lady from upper class society?"

"Believe me, this guy is definitely a thrill-seeking dude! He wants to buy a Tesla Model S Plaid because he and his girlfriend broke down his girlfriend's Tesla!"

"These damn rich people are such a mess!" Jason Hawkins muttered with envy and jealousy.

"What do you mean rich people can't buy water trucks?" Jason Hawkins complained dissatisfiedly, "Damn it! Old Lame Leg, you know that the richer people are, the stingier they are!"

"This young man wants to buy a car because he's angry that the government won't subsidize cars over 55,000 yuan!"

The taxi driver frowned, as if he suddenly realized something. "That's not right, old lame man. You didn't have so much trouble before. What's going on? You don't want to sell the car anymore?"

"What do you mean you're not free this afternoon? You have a visitor? I've already made an appointment with that young man this afternoon!"

Jason Hawkins was furious. "Old Lame! Damn it! You know these young men are impatient. What if he doesn't see a car this afternoon and he turns around and orders a new one?"

Jason Hawkins gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, I'll just take 10%, right?"

"Right, that's right! What important guests do you have that could affect a young man who just picked up his car and left? Pah! Your shabby warehouse is just dirty! Who cares about the ceremony!"

After convincing the old lame man, Jason Hawkins hung up the phone with a painful look on his face.

A Tesla Model S Plaid sells for over 100,000 dollars on the market, and a parallel-imported one can sell for 60,000 dollars. 5% of 60,000 dollars is 3,000 dollars.

Jason Hawkins' good mood was mostly gone after he lost three thousand dollars for no reason.

"That damned old cripple!"

"Damn it, no! I have to earn it back from that guy. I want three thousand as an introduction fee—no, five thousand!" Jason Hawkins gritted his teeth, his face grim. "Anyway, Asians are all weak and can be bullied."

…………

"What referral fee?" Li Shanze frowned impatiently. "That's between you and the seller. It's none of my business."

Not surprisingly, Jason Hawkins ran into a snag with Li Shanze.

"I'm just curious, so I'm going to take a look. Do you think I'm a fool?" Li Shanze sneered. "I think it's better to forget it."

In the process of dealing with Americans, Li Shanze realized one thing, that is, Americans are essentially fanatics.

In cooperation, it is impossible for you to make concessions this time in exchange for his making concessions next time. Americans cannot understand this kind of tacit understanding between people.

This time, making concessions will only lead to him becoming more demanding.

What, you ask me why he gave in? It's because he's the idiot God gave me!

This is the American perspective.

Just like the Indians who welcomed the Americans, they were eventually scalped, massacred, and confined to reservations - and then the Americans established Thanksgiving.

No, don't get me wrong, Americans are not hypocritically thanking the indigenous people for their kindness, but they are thanking God for giving them these friendly indigenous idiots and this "uninhabited" land.

Therefore, when dealing with Americans, making concessions means losing out.

What we need to do is to slap them hard in the face until it hurts, until it hurts enough to wake them up from the illusion of manifest destiny, until it hurts enough to understand what people say.

Therefore, even if Li Shanze was indeed very curious about the smuggled vehicles, he would not just throw the money to the taxi driver and let him take advantage of it.

Sure enough, after Li Shanze seemed to lose interest all of a sudden, the taxi driver finally realized that the deal could fall through at any time, and he panicked.

"But, sir, but!" he stammered, gesticulating his hands.

"But what?" Li Shanze glared at the taxi driver coldly, "Huh?"

"The government will subsidize an affordable new energy vehicle between three thousand and five thousand dollars. What makes you think you can get a 'government subsidy' from me?" Li Shanze asked sarcastically, "Mr. Wheel? How's business going for your Graystone Fang Gang?"

The taxi driver was horrified: "You, how did you know?"

The style of this rich young man in front of me is not right?

Li Shanze turned around and pointed at the PPD headquarters not far away, sneering, "I have a friend in the police station. I checked your file and confirmed that you are just a small-time character, so I contacted you."

What? PPD? The cops are involved? Jason Hawkins subconsciously looked in the direction Li Shanze pointed and saw the Philadelphia Police Headquarters building. He was so scared that he almost stepped on the accelerator and ran away.

"Don't run so fast, do you think I can't find you?"

Li Shanze's casual words froze his foot that was about to step on the accelerator.

Looking at Jason Hawkins' current appearance, Li Shanze felt that he could almost understand what people said.

"Hmph, don't worry, I'm in a good mood, I just want to buy a car."

"But, Mr. Wheel, I advise you to be honest and lead the way without any evil intentions. Otherwise, your friend's business might not be so easy to do."