Long Hao now needs to quickly increase the energy number of Jin Yuan, and the fastest way is undoubtedly to use the 'catalytic' effect of Tong Zi Kung on Jin Yuan to absorb metal elements quickly and efficiently.

If you want to be satisfied with your boyhood skills, fresh girls are indispensable. Although Long Hao doesn't have much psychological pressure to be a 'stallion', he is unwilling to harm his yellow-skinned and black-haired female compatriots for no reason.

willing.

Otherwise, Gao Tianyang had prepared a sufficient number of female attendants for him in the Dragon Palace, so why would he bother to ask Caponela, whom he had just met, to collect white virgins for him?

To be a stallion, you must also be a stallion with a bottom line!

Regardless of whether he is pedantic or not, in short, this is what Long Hao thinks.

Long Hao scanned them one by one and found that the overall quality of these 23 Western girls was pretty good. Although they were not too dazzling, at least they were not dinosaur-level.

Long Hao squinted his eyes and was quite satisfied with this first gift like Qini.

"Do you know who I am?" Long Hao asked with a smile.

"You are the master!" The 23 white girls were very obedient and nodded tamely.

"very good!"

Long Hao sat down nearby, picked the most beautiful girl to hug, and said: "Drive, destination, Bridge Warehouse."

The carriage started slowly, and most of the girls in the carriage looked at the master who could decide their future destiny with curiosity and fear.

Most of them were bought by Qini, and a small number of them were Qini's own maids. For example, the one Long Hao hugged was called Vivian, and she was Qini's favored personal maid.

Vivian's body was trembling. This made Long Hao very interesting: "Why, are you afraid of me?"

"Yes. I saw the master's power on the boat that day." Vivian whispered.

"Yo. You are from the Carbonella family. What is your name?"

"Master, my name is Vivian."

"Have you told them everything that happened that night?"

Long Hao looked around the carriage, and this time he finally found that all the maids were trembling slightly, with their toes intertwined, feeling uneasy. Obviously, Long Hao's 'divine power' that day was not a sign of intimacy: he chopped off more than a dozen with one sword.

Human heads! These maids probably regard Long Hao as the big devil. Maybe he will give birth to them!

"Yes, master is not happy?"

Vivian shivered even more violently, and her soft and delicate body had a tendency to turn into water.

Long Hao said seriously: "Well, I'm very unhappy, Vivian, do you know that talking about the new owner behind his back is a very disrespectful sin!"

"Yeah. Master, spare your life!"

Poor Vivian was so frightened that her body became limp and turned into noodles, sobbing: "You, please don't eat me! Wuwu. Vivian's meat is sour and not delicious..."

Eat?!

Long Hao sweated profusely and let go of his hand. He let Vivian fall to the floor of the carriage. He wiped his nose with a slight embarrassment: My appearance is not bad. How can you associate me with cannibals? Hey, cannibals are

Most people have black skin and red skin, right?

He was dumbfounded. Long Hao's expression softened a little. At this time, not only Vivian collapsed on the floor, but the other 22 girls were also frightened. Could it be that... this big devil was going to perform a cannibal show on the spot?

"Don't talk nonsense, who said I want to eat you?"

Long Hao kicked Vivian who was "spreading rumors and causing trouble" and said: "Your task is to serve me. Come on, Vivian, you have done a big mistake and I want to punish you. Come here and you will eat."

Me!"

Long Hao smiled and pointed below his belly button...

Bridge Warehouse is about an hour away from the club. When the carriage stopped at the door of the warehouse, Long Hao was already fully dressed, covered his face as usual, and got out of the carriage.

Long Hao said to the driver: "Wait here. When someone asks you to drive in, just do it."

After saying that, Long Hao walked into the warehouse. As soon as he entered the door, a white man guarding the door appeared and stopped him with his hand.

"For what?"

"Buyer, I want to see your boss." Long Hao said calmly.

"The boss is not here!"

"After reading this, he will be here." Long Hao took out a piece of paper and waved it in front of the white gatekeeper: "I am from the Carnegie Steel Group. Your boss rented the Bridge Warehouse. No.

Are you just waiting for me?"

On the paper, there is Carnegie's signature and a large red seal.

The owner who rented the Bridge Warehouse was named Mkhitaryan. He was not from San Francisco, but came from other states. He came with 30,000 tons of iron ore.

This batch of iron ore is stored in the Bridge Warehouse.

Everyone in the American ore business has recently heard a piece of "grape news": Steel magnate Carnegie was jointly suppressed by Morgan and Rockefeller, and was short of working capital and iron ore.

Therefore, like the river valley pioneers, they hoarded a batch of iron ore and stationed themselves around San Francisco to watch. In doing so, they would not offend Morgan and Rockefeller, but they could also spot the opportunity and kill the steel king.

Even if they can't get cash, these ore merchants will be very happy if they can force Carnegie to exchange part of the industry's equity.

However, there are unforeseen circumstances, and these profiteers did not expect the changes in the San Francisco Exchange. Therefore, when the San Francisco stock market closed with a sharp rise on the first day, these ore profiteers panicked!

How could they not panic?

They transported the iron ore around San Francisco. It was originally a speculative act, betting on Carnegie's poor liquidity! Now that the Carnegie Steel Group has raised money through the stock market, it means that their speculative act will fail.

end!

In order to reduce losses, these ore merchants must sell these iron ores as soon as possible. Otherwise, the daily storage and storage costs will be a considerable loss.

Overnight, the relationship between host and guest was reversed. It used to be that these profiteers were waiting for Carnegie to come to him for help. Now it has changed. Now they are coming to beg Carnegie, begging the steel king to ignore the past grudges and sell these iron ore mines.

Collect the stone!

After all, a large part of these ore profiteers were operating on a small scale and would be in danger of bankruptcy if they lost this amount. Only Carnegie purchased this batch of iron ore at a price that was not much lower than the market price.

Only then can they survive.

Because of the reversal of the relationship between host and guest, on May 2, various profiteers came to San Francisco to see Carnegie, pleading guilty and asking for rescue.

Andrew Carnegie had not left San Francisco at that time. He only made a small appearance and said coldly: "If you want to continue doing business with my group, you must transport the iron ore to San Francisco first!"

After saying that, Carnegie disappeared, secretly went to the port, and boarded a ship bound for Australia.

Shipping to San Francisco?

The steel king has spoken. In order to gain a chance of survival, these profiteers naturally dare not disobey. Of course, the Carnegie Group will not reimburse the freight.

Good luck!

The ore profiteers gritted their teeth and decided to pay for the freight out of their own pockets: After all, if you are lucky, you still have some chances. But if you are not lucky, in today's saturated iron ore market, you are waiting to be dragged down by the capital chain.

Die!

After returning, about 80% of the ore profiteers began to transport the iron ore stored around San Francisco to San Francisco, more than 200,000 tons of iron ore. Suddenly, a large number of railroad cars were requisitioned and came from all directions to San Francisco.

Within two days, "Luoyang paper is expensive" and the limited warehouse reservations in San Francisco were fully booked. Storage prices increased by an average of 30%.

So what if it goes up?

After all, the bulk of the shipping cost has been paid, why do you still care about this little money?

The profiteers gritted their teeth and continued to pay. Finally, on May 5, most of the ore merchants found a place to "settlement" in San Francisco.

However, when the profiteers went to Carnegie with the warehousing contract, they were told: The steel king is not in San Francisco now. Please come back the next day.

The next day?

I'll compete with you! I'll fuck you up!

Upon hearing this, these profiteers went crazy on the spot: It was you Carnegie who said that iron ore would be transported to San Francisco! Now we have worked so hard and lost half our lives, and finally the freight has arrived, and you actually

You went missing! You actually started playing tricks! Hey, as a steel king, you have to be trustworthy and don’t play tricks like this!

The representative of the Carnegie Group responded expressionlessly to this situation: Our boss just said that if you bring the iron ore, you will have a chance to continue doing business, but there is no guarantee that if you bring the iron ore, you will definitely buy it.

oh!

In response to this, a group of profiteers immediately fought with blood and finally understood: Damn, this is a big hole dug for us by the Steel King. This is to retaliate against our previous behavior of taking advantage of the situation and selling it at a high price!

After the Carnegie Group finished explaining, they thanked customers behind closed doors, and the profiteers left in despair like cocks that had lost a fight. However, because the Carnegie representative did not keep his words to the letter, most of the profiteers who had shipped the goods to San Francisco returned the goods.

Not wanting to give up, he has been moving around these days, hoping to meet the Steel King and seek a chance to survive.

Therefore, as soon as Long Hao presented the "Carnegie Authorization" paper, the gatekeeper who knew a little bit about the inside story was not overjoyed. While he invited Long Hao in like a serving father, he called his younger brother and quickly informed Mkhitaryan.

Lord profiteer.

Long Hao entered the warehouse, and the carriage naturally followed him. Long Hao jumped on the carriage, sat next to the coachman, and happily looked at the crowded warehouse around him.

The iron ore inside is full of shiny gold energy!

That's right, Carnegie dug a big hole for these ore profiteers under Long Hao's instructions. Long Hao wanted to absorb this batch of iron ore, so he naturally didn't want to ride around on the train. Please step into the urn and get these iron ore.

'Inviting' people to San Francisco is the best way to deal with these black-hearted profiteers.

Bridge Warehouse is just Long Hao’s first stop.

Mkhitaryan is a Russian-American. When he heard that the Carnegie Group was coming, he hurried back from the city and was almost chased to death by the owner of a Chinese restaurant with a knife - because he left too quickly after receiving the news.
To be continued...