Gabriel accompanied Han Xuan to New York several times in the first half of the year. He was quite familiar with urban roads. He drove around and threw traffic regulations aside.

A local radio from New York was heard from the car radio station. The host was introducing food. Just listening to the sound of him eating made people feel fragrant. Maybe he was burned. Several ****s popped out of his mouth, causing Rice to cover his stomach and laugh.

After passing through Central Park, you will reach Broadway Avenue. After more than ten minutes, you will see billboards standing on the high buildings on both sides of the road. Times Square has arrived.

The Sos New York branch building is not conspicuous. Now the nine-story building near the street has a wall covered by huge posters, which is particularly dazzling compared to the small signs around it.

It is a bust of Mr. Han, and the background is a dimly lit Western-style study. Han Xuan can recognize that it was taken from the villa in Beverly Hills, but the scene has changed slightly, making the picture more suitable for the image of his grandfather.

The ad slogan next to it reads: Want money and reputation? Join the Sos branch! Bidding across the city on August 25! Pick up the phone in your hand...

I'm too lazy to complain, but now I'm just thinking about it.

Sos Group has a huge think tank. After Han Xuan proposed this idea, he didn't need to do anything in person. They will make detailed plans from a macro level according to the market data provided by PwC Consulting Company, and give Mr. Han the best choice of the most suitable solution.

Mr. Han and his wife jointly hold 100% of the shares of Sos Group, and the same is true for Han Xuan's Xueshan Investment Company. That is to say, neither of them has established a department like the board of directors, and most of the time, they are completely a one-man show of grandparents and grandchildren.

Generally, the decision-making power of large companies is in the hands of CEA, so Anthony was so frustrated before. American companies like to share equal interests, and there are almost no shares in their own hands like them.

Full Holdings makes money without others. It is easy to attract people to hate. Many consortiums privately expressed their interest in this supermarket company, believing that Sos will develop into the second Walmart.

But the Sos Group relies on countless downstream suppliers, and Mr. Han is also famous for his arrogant personality. The Sos Group, which does not go public, is like an iron-shelled turtle, but it runs very fast, making a group of hungry wolves have to stare at the drool.

Some time ago, Han Xuan saw the advertisement on TV, and realized that the plan was already underway so quickly. He had finished communicating with his grandfather and had a general understanding of the entire plan.

This time, the Sos Group will hold hundreds of auctions in 48 states and a federal special administrative district in the United States.

Hawaii in the central Pacific and Alaska enclave on the northwest shore, because transportation is inconvenient, there is no SoS convenience store opens there yet, and it will take some time to do it.

Compared with other fixed capital franchise methods, auctions have greater risks. If there is no auction atmosphere and it is easy to be taken advantage of, but after overwhelming advertising, there should be no problems.

Facts also prove that Han Xuan was worried. The elevator door was crowded with people, and he relied on the fierce appearance of several bodyguards to get the seat.

As soon as the elevator arrived at the fifth floor, the door was opened, the few people suddenly heard the noise. Those who didn't know thought they had entered the vegetable market.

Hundreds of people holding flyers in their hands. They saw that they were dressed in a well-decorated manner and were talking about something. Or asked the receptionist to dress up, all of them focused on the same topic: Can I get a good storefront?

Han Xuan remembers that there were nearly 200 franchise places throughout New York City this time, scattered in various blocks, residential areas, industrial areas, airports, railway stations, schools and other places.

The entire New York land area is 789 square kilometers and has a population of more than 7 million. Considering the purchasing power of residents and the profitability of branches, the sos group's think tank has conservatively given this number and will make a decision after the future development.

Some people keep going out and people keep coming up. Even if only five percent of the people in New York City have money to join, one out of a hundred is interested in the Sos branch. There are still four or five thousand people, and they squeezed into the registration time for these three days to come and ask, and they need to receive thousands of people every day.

A young receptionist at the corner of the hall skillfully answered the question of the woman in front of him. He picked up the water cup and just raised his hand, preparing to drink a sip to moisten his throat. He saw four big men in the crowd, and went down...

"Han! Do you still remember me? I'm Thomas, we've met at Pebble Beach!"

He got up too quickly and his legs hit the table. The receptionist shouted excitedly, covering his legs and limping over.

Gabriel and Irving, the bodyguards, saw him getting closer, pressed Thomas's shoulder and turned around to ask Han Xuan.

"Why are you here?" Han Xuan looked up at him, recalling the guy he had indeed seen at Pebble Beach, nodded to Gabriel, and asked in confusion.

Thomas squeezed out a smile and said, "Heinrich and I come to help, it was arranged by your grandfather."

Han Xuan knew that grandpa had left a number for Heinrich at that time, but he didn't understand why this guy was here, so he said, "Are you working in SoS now?"

When Thomas found the boy's disgusting expression, he felt a chill in his forehead. He recalled that he had given up two super billionaires in order to hug Jeremiah's thighs, and he suddenly wanted to hit the wall.

After more than a month since I came to Sos Company, I have already found out the composition of the Han family members. I know that the person standing in front of me is the only successor of the third generation. No matter how eloquent he was in the past, I am speechless now and said hurriedly: "Yes, I am working as an assistant to Mr. John."

"John..." Han Xuan found it funny, and the person who is an assistant also has an assistant.

He looked at Thomas's slightly bent body and couldn't help but frown.

The little people also have their rules of survival. I thought that although Thomas chose Jeremiah at that time, it was not wrong. He was clever, but he was just a little clever...

He took a deep breath and said in his mouth, "Hello Heinrich came together too? And, where is John?"

"Well, he went to the cafeteria to have dinner. He was too busy at noon and had no time to eat. He could only take turns to eat."

Thomas glanced at Han Xuan, wondering why he was afraid of him, and thought that it might be because of his tone of speaking, he didn't look like a child.

He continued to reply: "Mr. John is sorting out his things upstairs, and the boss will come the day after tomorrow."

"I know, my grandpa..."

"Hey!"

Han Xuan was interrupted and a Jewish face appeared from his side. Heinrich smiled and said, "Long time no see, you were gone when I went to Los Angeles."

"I'll tell you that he is Thomas. I met at Pebble Beach. Like me, I didn't find a job, so I brought him here to try it."

Han Xuan's face was weird, Thomas looked embarrassed, and stood aside with a stern smile... (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!