It was evening and the Canary Restaurant was already crowded. Although the hurricane was violent and cruel, this Michelin-starred restaurant, which was specially opened for the upper class of Gotham City, naturally had channels to ensure the supply of fresh ingredients - this is the case for adult society, as long as you have money, nothing can be done.

Robert Cullen was originally a standard American middle-class, just like a middle-aged man who acts as cover models in various watches and sports car magazines. He has a happy and harmonious family, busy work, and is at a high position in the company. He is mature, steady and experienced. He always has a confident smile on his face. He often appears in high-end consumer places and plays golf with those "big people".

Now, the years of prison and his wife's betrayal have completely defeated him. His face is covered with wrinkles, his beer belly that has lost its exercise is high, his eyes lose their spirit, and only empty and numbness are left.

He was wearing a standard suit that was not very decent, and his hair was seen as having just been cleaned and trimmed. The watch on his wrist was almost the only valuable thing-the souvenir he bought a long time ago on the Champs-Elysées in Paris.

At that time, my wife had not fallen in love with her gentle and passionate, damn Latin dance coach...

When Robert thought that his wife was now lying in the arms of a young man, and that he had been in prison, he was deprived of custody because he was unemployed and had to exercise his visiting rights for several months and take a look at his little daughter.

He immediately turned his grief and anger into appetite, picked up the champagne glass, swallowed the wine in one sip, and wiped his lips with the cuffs of the suit without any visual appearance. While savoring the smell of champagne that he hadn't drunk for a long time, he made a "tsk tsk" sound.

"Restrain yourself, Robert!" Jimmy, who was sitting next to him, pulled his clothes hard under the table. "For the sake of the 'Pink Rose' stripper's drinker, I don't want you to be dizzy and talk nonsense when Mr. Li Ang arrives later!"

"Ahhh, pink rose, I've never been to that place since I was released from prison," Robert patted his disguise belly with a self-deprecating smile, "Because I'm now penniless, and still living under someone's roof, living on the sofa at my childhood friend's house, and living on fast food pizza every day."

His voice was a little louder, which attracted the diners beside him to condemn curious eyes. Jimmy smiled at them awkwardly and apologized, turned to Robert in a cold tone and said, "You know you're under someone else's house? I've long wanted to drive you out, you damn bastard,

Now I risk the unhappiness of the employer to give you a chance, a chance to re-own your career, you - his - mother -'s best to catch it, otherwise I swear to God, I will use the toilet plug in the toilet to stuff your head into your own feces."

Jimmy's threat was effective. Robert raised his hands slightly to express his surrender, put his glass honestly and sat upright, and asked softly: "By the way, old man, what is your employer's identity? Don't tell me, he is just an ordinary Chinese immigrant boy."

"Don't ask what you shouldn't know, do you understand?" Jimmy said indifferently: "You can offer $20,000 in service fees as long as you know that he just hired me, and now you offer me a weekly salary of $3,500. For the sake of these cute Franklins, even if he is a serial killer and a cold drug dealer, I will contract the work of destroying his body and selling stolen goods for him."

Robert curled his lips and said indifferently: "I don't ask for much. As long as the monthly salary offered by this generous boss can buy me a used car that I can see, I can just be a little more appropriate when I go to see my daughter."

"Shhh, whisper, he's here."

When Li Ang came, he specially wore a suit and walked into the Canary Restaurant to say hello to Jimmy who was standing up, and walked over leisurely and calmly.

"I guess you are the private financial advisor Jimmy recommended to me, Mr. Robert Cullen?"

"Yes, it's an honor to see you, Mr. Li Ang." Robert immediately stood up and used his personal charm to be able to be scattered in wealth management institutions, to be able to be stormed and rainy. In Jimmy's eyes when he saw a ghost, Li Ang shook his hands with grace and decent confidence. "But I didn't expect that you are really as young as Jimmy described."

"Ha, strictly speaking, I am over 2,000 years old now, but in the eyes of Europeans and Americans, Chinese people look younger no matter what they look like." Li Ang unwrapped the chair and sat down, saying, "Anyway, I just distributed canned food in a charity organization. I haven't had time to drink a sip of water yet. If you two don't mind, you can order food?"

"Of course." Jimmy smiled flatteringly and called the waiter to order food. Taking advantage of the meal, he enthusiastically introduced Li Ang's three-dimensional three-dimensional information in detail, including but not limited to the prestigious universities you graduated from, the large orders you made, and how generous returns you won for your customers.

When he introduced it, Robert also collaborated on some of his anecdotes in wealth management institutions and told two jokes. The three of them were chatting and laughing and waiting for the meal to be served.

Li Ang raised his knife and fork and cut the meat chops from the porcelain plate. He looked up and smiled casually, "Robert, please tell me if you have dealt with the legal issue of huge assets for customers before? I have a netizen who has concerns about this."

Three million dollars can still be used to make excuses for the anti-money laundering departments by winning the casino, but the huge US dollar bills and gold nuggets placed in the private warehouse are not so easy to get out. Li Ang wants to see what good suggestions this private financial consultant has.

"..... Huge amount of property." Robert narrowed his eyes. He knew that the highlight of this dinner was coming. After all, it was about whether he could make a comeback. When the king returned, he put down his knife and fork, pressed his arms on the table, and said softly: "Oh, I have some experience in dealing with wealth and making those Franklins legal. I wonder if your netizen is on hand with a piece of unsafe cash."

Li Ang waved his hand in a good manner, "That's right."

"That's easy to do." Robert said with a smile: "You can suggest your friends contract a few cheap dry cleaners, car washers, small shopping malls, and small gas stations. These places have a lot of cash flow and are easy to deal with accounting problems. And when the hurricane is affected, many cities on the West Coast are seriously affected, and the prices of contracted shops are cheaper. They can eliminate worries in more than half a year and win him the title of a young entrepreneur.

Of course, this is just a problem in front of me. I am a professional financial consultant and can formulate life plans for employers in a genre. From teenagers to middle-aged to old age, I can guarantee that your friend’s wealth path will be unimpeded."

"Sounds great," Li Ang swallowed the 3-ripe steak, wiped the slightly fresh blood from the corner of his mouth with a napkin, and said to Robert with a smile: "I want to hire you as my personal financial consultant, I don't know if you are interested."

Robert held his breath. At this moment, he had no time to worry about what the Chinese teenager in front of him was, whether he was a devil who was deceiving and seducing people to go astray in crime. There was only one thought left in his mind: to seize the damn opportunity in front of him.

“I’m honored to serve you, you won’t be disappointed.”

"I'm looking forward to it."
Chapter completed!