Recommend Hanguo’s special breakfast to foreigners?

Li Rongzai thought to himself, his father would never recommend various kimchi to this ghost guy...

After all, the only classic foods with Hanguo characteristics are kimchi and stone pot barbecue.

Other sandwiches and the like that Han people like to eat today are all Western-style breakfasts from the West.

I am an American, and this is what I eat in the United States.

If you come to Hanguo, you can’t recommend these. Then you can say that these are also the characteristics of Hanguo.

When you steal from your country, steal things, and steal culture, you always only steal from your father’s country.

Facing their adoptive father who is now holding a big stick, they have never dared to be filial.

I don’t dare to steal anymore.

Li Zaixi smiled and said softly:

"Ah, I'm sorry about that. The Kingdom of Han is a food desert. We didn't even have enough food to eat in ancient times. As for delicious food, barbecue can barely count."

"But Mr. Smith, you are a Texan. Texas barbecue is famous all over the world. We Chinese people can't talk about barbecue in front of you. I'm sorry..."

When the father of the Li sisters said that these Han people were about to jump after hearing these words.

His tone was relaxed, his attitude was sincere, and he seemed very generous, directly admitting that there was no delicious food in Han State.

This look made Abel couldn't help but improve his impression of him in his heart.

Sure enough, those who can succeed, even the second generation, are still outstanding.

The second generation of the Shrub family is like this, and as the second generation of the Samsung Group, the same is true for Li Zaixi.

"Okay." Abel said with a smile:

"Then let me serve some barbecue and sandwiches. Oh, I almost forgot that I brought a chef."

Abel looked at David next to him, who smiled back at him:

"David, ask Stephen to help me grill some steaks. I want Texas style, um... grill some more, and let the two Mr. Lis have a taste of our Texas flavor."

After the explanation, Abel looked at Li Zaixi again, "Mr. Li, is it okay to have barbecue in the morning? Oh, and Mr. Li."

I eat steak in the morning, and Gui Lao is just like that.

Li Rongzai was thinking in his mind, but like his father, he smiled and nodded in agreement.

After deciding on breakfast food.

Li Zaixi finally found the opportunity to speak.

"Mr. Smith." Li Zaixi said.

"Um?"

"You just happened to be here." Li Zaixi said with a smile: "There is one thing I would like to ask you to give me some reference."

"What's up?"

"That's what it looks like."

Li Zaixi seemed to be weighing his tone and thinking about it. He paused for more than ten seconds.

Under the watchful eyes of his two daughters, his only son, and the Americans present.

Li Zaixi said: "As we all know, there are many long-established families in the United States. Like Mr. Smith, your Smith family, or the Bush family, the Walton family, etc."

"Especially the Walton family, where the founder has many heirs. Then I would like to know what kind of arrangements a family like them makes when dividing their inheritance or making a will. Mr. Smith, can you give me a suggestion?

?”

Abel looked at Li Zaixi and wondered why the old man suddenly mentioned such a thing.

For a person of Li Zaixi's level, the Walton family's will and the method of dividing the family property should be easy to find.

Sam Walton, who founded Wal-Mart, died less than ten years ago.

When the Walton family divided their inheritance, many newspapers reported it in great detail.

If you want to look for it now, you can easily find it.

I really want to study how to divide family property and make a will.

Then just let people look for it. Why do you look for it yourself?

But after all, the current Abel is no longer the one who just traveled through time.

Except for two talents, he is an ordinary former Chinese Internet writer in other aspects.

After listening to Li Zaixi's words, in just a few seconds.

Abel already understood why Li Zaixi suddenly raised this question.

Unlike Li Zaixi, Abel said directly and politely:

"Mr. Li, looking at you, do you want to make a will?"

Facing Abel's directness, Li Zaixi felt a little uncomfortable.

Li Zaixi faced more traditional Han businessmen in the Han Kingdom.

Han State was also in the East Asian Confucian cultural circle, and the merchant culture here was still closer to that of China.

Reflected in negotiation and speaking skills, it is more tactful and graceful.

Not as direct as European and American businessmen.

Seeing Abel being so direct, and seeing his son beside him, his body suddenly collapsed when he heard the "will".

He and his two daughters opposite looked at him.

Li Zaixi sighed inwardly and nodded slightly.

"Yes. I'm already thinking about it. After all, after this year, I will be 60 years old next year."

"I always have to consider my posthumous affairs, so making a will and the distribution of my inheritance also need to be put on the agenda."

Abel looked at Li Zaixi and then at Li Rongzai.

The latter looked at him and himself, and gave Abel a friendly smile.

Abel smiled and spread his hands directly towards Li Zaixi, "I can't help you here. First of all, I'm not a lawyer or an accountant. I don't understand the law, let alone the laws of Han State."

"Secondly, this is Mr. Li's family's private matter after all. It's not easy for me to manage, and I'm not qualified to do so. Mr. Li, if you want to make suggestions, maybe I can recommend Mr. Dakning from PricewaterhouseCoopers to you?"

Li Zaixi secretly hated him. He was like many old men and guys that Abel met in the United States.

At this time, I was also lamenting in my heart how slippery Abel was.

Although he looks so young, his actual age is less than twenty-two years old, yet he looks like this.

After thinking about it, Li Zaixi also decided not to be so verbose.

The old man looked at his two daughters, then turned to look at Li Rongzai.

"I have actually drafted the will."

Li Zaixi suddenly revealed a piece of news that the Li brothers and sisters had heard.

All of a sudden, the three siblings looked at Li Zaixi.

Even Li Fuzhen, who originally seemed very calm, and Li Xinyu, who had been acting like an ostrich just now.

"Mr. Smith, can you ask your people to get it for me? It's at the lawyer's place behind me."

Li Zaixi pointed at several followers of the Li family who were blocked outside.

Abel nodded, and Lincoln over there took a file bag from a Han nationality in a suit.

At Abel's signal, Lincoln handed the portfolio directly to Li Zaixi.

Li Zaixi remained silent, took out a few documents and handed them to his three children at the scene.

"Take a look. Xu Xian didn't come back from New York, but I also asked someone to send her a copy."

Li Zaixi said to his children

Xuxian is the name of his second daughter Li Xuxian.

Like Li Xinyu, they both studied in New York.

But Li Xuxian studied at Parsons School of Fashion Design.

In parallel time and space, after the second young lady of the Li family returned from her studies, she was mainly responsible for the clothing and textile sector in the Samsung Group.

Now the three children of the Li family, after receiving the document, all started reading it in unison.

Even Li Xinyu, who cared the least about interests, like her brothers and sisters, turned over the will and inheritance documents handed over by her father.

Only Li Fuzhen suddenly stopped after turning two pages.

She smiled softly and handed the document to Abel.

"The obstetrician said that after I am pregnant, I should not read too much as it will hurt my eyes and be bad for the baby."
To be continued...