When he walked out of the villa room, the hotel shuttle bus was still parked at the door. When he saw Zhou Ming coming out, the waiter immediately jumped out of the car to welcome Zhou Ming into the car.

"Sir, your matter has been discussed. Gino continues to serve you. Is it to take you back now, or?"

Zhou Ming told him: "Go to Tisman, huh... is the representative of Shenggao Group. I think you should know where he lives."

While talking, Zhou Ming pulled out a few American swords and put them in his hands.

The waiter smiled: "I'm glad to serve you!"

The waiter who collected the money started the shuttle bus and drove towards the destination that Zhou Ming mentioned. However, this time it was not a villa area, but to the restaurant, because according to the waiter's news, the Mr. Tisman, who was mentioned by Zhou Ming, is now dining in the restaurant.

Upon receiving this news, Zhou Ming looked at him in surprise: "How do you know? I mean you guessed I would look for him?"

Gino shook his head and said he didn't know: "But sir, you are a person of extraordinary identity. Since you have found Mr. Piero, you are likely to discuss things with other wealthy gentlemen. So during the time you entered the house, I had already inquired about the rooms and whereabouts of all the other gentlemen."

After hearing this, Zhou Ming was silent for a moment and was shocked. It might sound like a simple sentence to ask first, but in fact, being able to think of this and doing this in such a short time proves that this guy is not a simple person.

"Can you tell me your name? Mr. Gino?" Zhou Ming asked.

Gino looked back in surprise and replied honestly: "My name is Ginoberg, sir."

Zhou Ming chewed the name repeatedly and couldn't remember any information about him, but this was normal. After all, he looked like he was only in his teenage appearance. Even when he was reborn, he was less than forty years old. If he wanted to show off his talents on the world stage, it was basically impossible to be so young, so it was normal that he had never heard of it.

Even in the United States, where guns are flooded, it may be that Mr. Gino didn't live to his thirties.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ming said to him: "Okay, Mr. Gino, are you interested in doing a more promising job than a hotel waiter? I mean a more decent job than a hotel waiter... and a reward."

"Of course, sir, are you going to hire me? But you have to ask me to finish this job," Gino said.

"No problem, I will stay in Dallas for a while," Zhou Ming told him.

Yes, Zhou Ming plans to recruit this smart young man. After all, Zhou Ming has opened up too much business here, but at the same time there are too few people available. Chen Shu and Ye Ning often do more than a dozen people work alone, which means they are all carefully selected by the country, and are willing to work for themselves. If they want to change ordinary people, they can't hold on at all.

Zhou Ming didn't want to be an unscrupulous capitalist. He must find a way to reduce the burden on them. However, in this country where F forced him to travel everywhere, Zhou Ming did not dare to recruit people easily, but now he finally jumped in before him, so of course he wanted to recruit as much as possible.

Gino soon sent Zhou Ming to the restaurant. Zhou Ming got off the car and entered the restaurant. He soon came to the private room where the representatives of Shenggao were dining.

Zhou Ming pushed open the door and smiled, because the person sitting here was indeed like Piero, and he was an old acquaintance.

"Hello, Mr. Tisman, I didn't expect we would meet here." Zhou Ming said with a smile.

Tisman sitting there

The person was stunned at that time. He just watched Zhou Ming push the door and sit next to him.

Tisman then reacted, and he stood up and glared at Zhou Ming: "Zhou Ming, you bastard, you dare to appear in front of me. Do you know how much trouble the things you did in Pittsburgh and Chicago have caused us. You know we all want to break you..."

Zhou Ming had no time to hear that he was incompetent here and furious, and directly interrupted him and said, "I'm here to discuss cooperation with you... Oh, by the way, I just came from Piero."

"Go to be your dream of spring and autumn, I will never cooperate with you..."

Tisman subconsciously cursed, but when he heard Zhou Ming say he came from Piero, he immediately became silent because he had made an appointment with Piero for lunch at noon, and Piero had even gone out to go to the appointment, but in the end he canceled it.

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According to Piero's assistant Litas, Piero has a very important matter to deal with. Now it seems that Piero's so-called important matter is probably Mr. Zhou Ming.

So Tisman followed Zhou Ming's intention and turned around: "Mr. Zhou Ming might as well talk about it."

"Of course it's about a cooperative project of a company worth hundreds of billions of dollars..."

Zhou Ming continued to make this set of rhetoric and took Piero's words to Tisman and said it again.

After hearing this, Tisman was also shocked by Zhou Ming's wild idea: "So Zhou Ming, are you planning to use the global future high oil price trend to build Pissart into a benchmark for shale oil companies?"

Zhou Ming nodded and said that this is what he meant: "Pisat, which has the most shale oil patents and mining rights by then, would be impossible without the value soaring."

"I totally believe this," said Tisman.

But then Tisman said: "But I have a question. Have you reached a cooperation agreement with Piero?"

Zhou Ming did not answer this question positively, but told him: "Just as Mr. Teesman, you think, and before that, Mr. Madison of Texas had purchased more than one-tenth of the corporate bonds of Pissart."

Although there was no positive answer, Teesman knew everything: "It seems that Mr. Zhou Ming came to me to hedge the risks!"

Zhou Ming smiled and nodded: "I think this is introducing a good cooperation project to Mr. Tisman."

Tisman thought for a moment and finally reached out to Zhou Ming: "Happy cooperation."

Zhou Ming held his hand: "Happy cooperation."

After the negotiations were completed, Zhou Ming stayed here to accompany Tisman for lunch before leaving.

Sitting on the shuttle bus with a full meal, Zhou Ming looked at Gino in front and asked him: "Mr. Gino, do you want to guess where I will go next?"

"There is Mr. Freeman, the representative of the Manhattan Bank." Gino gave the answer.

Zhou Ming smiled and shook his head and said to him: "Then you guessed wrong this time, and there will be no tips. I tell you, I will go anywhere, but I won't go to these oil wealthy families."

"What? Why is this? Sir, aren't you doing this summit?"

Gino seemed to be surprised as if he heard the news of the end of the world, and looked back at Zhou Ming in disbelief, because in his opinion, the most important thing in Dallas is this oil summit. Now the hotel is home to the oil industry related personnel coming to attend the summit. Since they are looking for wealthy families, it must be related to oil.

"Of course it's for the summit, but the summit

It's not the main purpose."

Zhou Ming said to him: "Okay, these are not important. You know, there are also tycoons in the financial industry who live here, so take me to find them."

Although I don’t understand what this is for, since I received the money, Gino still did it very considerately.

He thought about it carefully and told Zhou Ming: "I know that the residences of financial representatives such as Brighton Bank and Koch Bank, and the rest of them are basically living in the building in front."

Obviously, the previous mistakes in judgment made Gino dare not make any guesses, and only handed over the matter back to Zhou Ming.

"Then go to Brighton Bank." Zhou Ming made the decision.

Gino nodded and said yes, then started the shuttle bus and took Zhou Ming to the villa at Brighton Bank.

This is the last place Zhou Ming visited in the villa area. Behind Koch Bank is the Kot family. If it is not necessary, Zhou Ming does not intend to bring these oil giants into the market so early.

As for the remaining units in the building in front, some of them may also have Dahaomen Holdings behind them, but compared to Motong and Citi, they can only retreat to the second level and allow them to control certain shares. But if they want to truly compete with Madison and Piero, then forget it.

Yes, Zhou Ming just wanted to bring as many forces as possible to balance shareholders from all parties, so that Madison could no longer threaten.

On the one hand, the whole of the United States is so big, these wealthy families are looking up and looking down. Everyone has to take care of their face, and Madison dares not sell corporate debts easily.

In addition, the more people there are, the more things you need to balance and worry about. As the saying goes, a monk carries water to drink three monks without water. Anyone has his own ideas. Why should you, Madison, convince these people with different interests to give up their own interests and do what you do with you?

On the other hand, it doesn’t matter if he really sells it. So many financial families can just borrow some funds to buy it back. Go back and create some good news and continue to sell corporate bonds. Maybe you can make another profit.

According to this plan, Zhou Ming came out of Brighton Bank and headed straight to the main hotel building in front.

Zhou Ming was still sitting on Gino's shuttle bus. Zhou Ming asked him: "I don't ask you to go to work now, but can you tell me if you have decided to leave here and follow me?"

Gino thought carefully for a moment and replied: "Sir, if I didn't say I was lying to you, who wouldn't want to make more money? But it might not be a good choice for me to do it, because I don't have a fixed residence and live in the park in Florence with seven brothers. If a person like me goes to your business, he will definitely be excluded. Moreover, I am still so young and have no experience in many things..."

Gino said to the end: "At the end, it's...I don't think I'm ready yet."

Zhou Ming smiled: "It seems that you have really considered it seriously. Since you think you are not ready, then think more, it's still a long time anyway."

While speaking, Gino took Zhou Ming to the main building of the hotel. Zhou Ming got out of the car and walked towards the gate. But just as he entered the door, a middle-aged man hurriedly passed by, and then Zhou Ming heard a loud shout coming from behind him.

"Gino, you bastard! Where have you been there for so long? Do you don't want to do it anymore? You're disgusting scum like you shouldn't appear here. Where did you get the money? Farke! Have you stole things from the hotel..."

Listening to the string of insults behind him, Zhou Ming stopped at that time: It seemed that he could help him make a choice.
Chapter completed!