Manhattan.

After a little shopping in Times Square and enjoying a "world-famous" luxury dinner in a "world-class" restaurant, Yu Zhen felt that his thinking should be slightly changed.

Opening a store in the United States is too troublesome.

What is the second most important aspect of license and taxation is that this place is too dangerous. The retail store with a very small area is easily harassed by criminals and addicts.

Even if the police can deal with this kind of "small fight" incident in time, it is impossible to burn all the wildfires and the spring breeze will revive.

If someone deliberately makes trouble and just hire some gangsters or something, his small shop will never be able to find peace.

Not to mention doing business, I am most afraid of it being difficult to survive.

The only solution is to hire a few capable bodyguards in each shop and equipped them with a few fully automatic weapons. If someone dares to make trouble, it will be a big deal.

But to be honest, he is here to do business, not to subvert the United States.

Therefore, it is best not to use this kind of "gun licking" business method.

Finally, after everyone's discussion, we agreed to adopt the method of taking the high-end route.

It has become a habit for Americans to use cheap Chinese goods. Many people only know that some things are made in China. As for where they are made in China and which companies are made in China, no one knows.

Therefore, taking the high-end route is conducive to building a brand effect.

Secondly, there are no easy mistakes in centralized sales, transportation, security and other links.

Besides, Americans have a lot of spare time, so they have plenty of time to go shopping in the mall.

The first store was located in Times Square.

As for how to get a business premises, Willy naturally considered this himself, after all, he is the general manager of overseas sales in Baiyun Village.

But it will take some time.

So after Yu Zhen set the general direction, he rented a hotel on the floor and prepared to take advantage of this time to study the metallic spirit.

But after a few days, he found that the effect was not very good.

When Zhang Kun was playing the piano, there were still only minor fluctuations of spiritual energy, and the scene that day never appeared again.

Luo Bian's eyes were almost unable to see clearly because of their weak spiritual energy. Not to mention how Zhang Kun affected the spiritual energy.

Seeing Baoshan unable to do so, and having to stay in the hotel every day, Yu Zhen felt a little depressed.

He felt that this situation would be nothing more than one reason.

Zhang Kun’s emotions.

Emotions can affect spiritual energy. Although this is not very accurate, this is undoubtedly the best way to start trying to get into a spiritual energy.

But the problem now is that Zhang Kun’s problem has been solved, and how can this person’s personality be said to be a little tired.

If it weren't for the true feelings, it would be difficult for him to "simulate" extreme emotions out of thin air.

He can't scare him with a knife, nor can he use his family's lives to threaten him, which will make him angry.

After all, he is not a demon.

So Yu Zhen thought about it over and over again. Since he couldn't do it, he thought he would create extreme emotions such as fear, fear, anger, etc., so why not borrow someone else's hand?

Where is this?

This is the United States, the country with the highest crime rate in the world.

It’s hard to find anything else, and fear and anger are not easy?

So he searched the Internet and wanted to go to St. Louis, but it was a bit far away. And the place was too scary, and he was worried that it would be too much.

Then let's go to the Bronx.

It takes one minute to take the subway and it is close again.

So he rented a small truck, put the piano he had just bought in the carriage, and covered it with thick canvas.

He and Luo Bian don’t even have a passport, let alone an American driver’s license, and Zhang Kun has to prepare to play the piano at any time, so it’s a question of who will drive.

After all, most people dare not go to the Bronx place, especially at night.

However, there must be reckless men under the heavy reward. In the end, Willy invited a Maobei Chinese to act as their driver for a sky-high price of one thousand US dollars per hour.

Looking at this guy with a fat face, holding two pistols and getting into the car with an AK, Zhang Kun and Luo Bian both widened their eyes.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Go out and have a walk around." Yu Zhen didn't plan to tell them the destination now. He was afraid that he would not dare to go after talking about these two guys. "Don't worry, we are going to Changdao District."

When they heard that it was this place, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Changdao District is the back garden for rich people, and the security situation is still very good.

As a result, not long after getting on the bus, they felt something was wrong.

Because the street in front seemed to be getting dirty and messy, and the streets were full of black buddies.

Luo Bian Gudong swallowed a mouthful and asked in fear: "Master, have we gone to the wrong place?"

"Yes, it's here."

"It must be wrong."

Zhang Kun was also scared at this time. Although he had never lived here, he also knew that some places in New York were not something that ordinary people could go to casually.

Especially at night.

"Boss, look at the person on the roadside..."

"It's normal to smoke a cigarette."

Luo Bian and Zhang Kun's hearts were thrilled. They were not smoking, they were just a lot of numbness.

"What about those people sleeping on the roadside? There shouldn't be so many homeless people in Long Island, right?"

"Not a homeless man," Yu Zhen said without any mind, "He is camping, don't think too much."

Zhang Kun:...Is this a camp that has been exposed for a year?

At this time, the big man of Maoxiong stopped the car, took out ak, and put it on the slightest click.

"You guys go, I'll watch out for the car."

Yu Zhen opened the car door.

It had just rained heavily during the day, but the drainage system of the street was very good. The water on the ground only soaked his shoes and his trousers' legs.

"Get out."

What else can Luo Bian and Zhang Kun say?

From the signs on the street, they already knew that this was not the back garden of some rich people, but the Bronx, which was the most chaotic in New York, and even the police would not easily enter.

Luo Bian was better. He knew that Yu Zhen was very powerful, but Zhang Kun was already spinning his calves and didn't even walk very easily.

Yu Zhen took a breath of sweet air, stepped on the water on the ground, as if he was walking towards an alley in the garden.

Luo Bian and the others followed closely behind, observing the surroundings vigilantly while walking. Zhang Kun even took out the cross hanging on his chest and began to pray for himself silently.

The three Asian faces, and they don't seem to have any military power, quickly attracted countless attention.

Looking at these people looking at themselves as if they were looking at prey, Zhang Lun felt his liver was about to break.

Yu Zhen was very relaxed. He felt that the people here were quite kind. He walked hundreds of meters and no one pointed a gun at his head. It was not as scary as it was said online and in TV series.

Moreover, when others looked at him, he looked back with interest. The other party did not say "What are you worried about?" and then threw the beer bottle over.

"Look, everything is peaceful."

"Yes... it's very calm," Luo Bian said, "it may be because we don't seem to have money."

is that so?

Yu Zhen frowned.

However, he thought Luo Bian was right. He doesn't like to wear suits, so the clothes don't look very good, so it's normal for people to misunderstand it as poor.

So he took out two rolls of large banknotes from his pocket, disassembled them and sprinkled them into the air with force.

"This should be OK, right?"

Luo Bian:...

Zhang Kun:...

It's over!
Chapter completed!