"The tragedy caused by the Dutch tulip incident is no less than any stock market crash in the United States. Many people lost money because of buying tulips at high prices. They jumped into the river to commit suicide. Some people became penniless overnight and begged along the street. This turning point of suddenly falling from heaven to hell gave the Netherlands a considerable blow. The Dutch financial industry quickly sluggished, and the business economy also began to decline."

"Some people are really fools. If I were the ones, I would never have done this!" Xie Lisa said with a smile.

"Yes, each of us thinks we are smart people and will never do these stupid things. But when these things happen again, we will jump in without hesitation." Wang Weiyi smiled faintly: "For example, in New York now, are the house contracts you hold in your hands, different from tulips?"

Chelisa finally understood what the words "Mr. Moyol" meant. He was telling himself that the nature of the house contract and tulips is exactly the same, and sooner or later it will collapse like the Dutch tulip market.

But Chelisa said without thinking: "No, sir, it's impossible. Everyone is buying, everyone is watching these things get more and more valuable day by day. The house contract is not tulips, and the United States is not New York."

Wang Weiyi's words were once again confirmed by the lost person's headquarters.

He didn't have any inappropriate thoughts about Chelisa. He just felt sorry for the little girl Alice, so he decided to give Chelisa another last chance: "You spent $26,000, and I'll give you $30,000 now and transfer your deed to me. Are you willing, Chelisa?"

He wanted to save Xie Lisa, and he didn't want to see Alice, who had no father, lost her current situation again at the moment when the financial collapse came.

But she never thought that. Xie Lisa misunderstood Wang Weiyi's meaning again, and she laughed sarcastically: "Mr. Moyol, I finally understand what you want to do. Do you think a meal and the story of what you call tulips are trying to cheat the house contract from me? No, this is impossible!"

After saying that, she pulled her daughter up and stood up, leaving without looking back...

Looking at their backs, Wang Weiyi sighed deeply. He knew that Xie Lisa fell into these vortexes and could no longer get out. There were many people who were the same as them...

He paid and left the restaurant, but when he went out, a very burly guy came up to him and walked to him with a fierce look on his face: "You damn little white-faced, do you know who I am?"

Wang Weiyi didn't recognize this person at all: "I'm sorry, sir, I don't know who you are. And I'm not interested in knowing who you are!"

"I'm **sha!" This guy's voice became louder.

"I know the **sha submachine gun, which was used by the Soviet army in the past." Wang Weiyi smiled: "I think you probably have nothing to do with the submachine gun, right?"

**Sha is probably a simple-minded guy, and he didn't understand the sarcastic meaning of the other party's words: "Listen, boy, you have to be more aware of it. Xie Lisa is my girlfriend, you can't take advantage of her."

Wang Weiyi finally understood that the other party had misunderstood his relationship with Xie Lisa. But he didn't want to explain anything: "**sha. Suppose you are really Xie Lisa's boyfriend, I think what you should do the most is to dissuade her from doing stupid things, rather than standing in front of me and saying these boring words."

**Sha was completely angry and he suddenly swung his fist. But when he swung his fist halfway, he stopped because he saw a pistol aiming at his head.

"Look. I personally think that fists cannot be as fast as guns." Wang Weiyi said with a smile: "Of course, I don't mind if you want to try."

Under the threat of the gun, **sha stood there and did not dare to move...

"Tell me now, you're just a small character, right?"

**Sha nodded reluctantly, Wang Weiyi was quite satisfied with his attitude: "Do you recognize Kasanovich?"

"Ah, Mr. Kasanovich, of course I know him."

"Can you take me to see him?"

"Ah, no." **Sha became frustrated: "I can't see Mr. Kasanovic. He can't see him just by saying that he can, but I think Mr. Banby can see him."

"Mr. Bambi?"

"Yes, he is responsible for the protection of all Italians and French people in this area, and he is very trusted by Mr. Casanovich."

"Can you meet Mr. Bambi?"

"I think this is OK."

Wang Weiyi put away his gun, took out a hundred dollars from his pocket and gave it to **sha: "Listen, you go find Mr. Bambi, and then ask him to tell Kasanovich, and said that Mr. Moyol wanted to see him, and the location was in the coffee shop in the corner of the wall, and this hundred dollars was rewarded for you."

**Sha was a little confused. He didn't know who the guy who called himself "Mr. Moyol" was, and he wanted to let Kasanovic come to see him. Don't he know that if he offended Mr. Kasanovic, he would be shot to death on the street anytime and anywhere?

However, the hundred dollars in your hand is in your own hands...

......

Sitting in the corner, enjoying the afternoon sun in New York and tasting a cup of freshly ground coffee, this may be a pleasant life.

The war is far away from here and temporarily far away from Wang Weiyi.

There are not many customers in the cafe. Busy people would rather focus more on how to make money than spend their whole day here.

Wang Weiyi would rather enjoy this rare peace.

After a while, a group of ferocious guys rushed in and saw that they were gangsters. These gangsters drove out all the guests except Wang Weiyi without hesitation.

Wang Weiyi looked out the window and found two policemen not far away, but the police were indifferent to what happened here.

The guests were driven out. Even the boss and the waiter were driven out. Then, a car drove out, and the gangsters also retreated out with great awareness.

Kasanovic walked in. Even though so many years have passed, Wang Weiyi still recognized Kasanovic at a glance.

He has gained weight, and it seems that he has done quite well over the years.

Now, there were only two people left in the coffee tube, Wang Weiyi and Kasanovich. Kasanovich walked step by step towards Wang Weiyi, with his pace slow and heavy. When he came to Wang Weiyi, he could see the tears in the eyes of the King of New York: "Mr. Moyol, how are you?"

"I'm fine, you're doing well, too. Mr. Kasanovic."

Kasanovic took a deep breath: "Yes, I'm doing a pretty good life. All these gangsters were driven away by me more than ten years ago. I am the godfather of the gang in New York. I control all illegal business. The police and the FBI have my people, and no one dares to resist my authority. However, I have never forgotten that more than twenty years ago, I was just a poor boy with no money. I also know who brought all this to me."

Kasanovic's voice trembled: "It's you, Mr. Baron."

Wang Weiyi smiled: "Are you still loyal to me?"

"Kasanovic will always be loyal to you." Kasanovic's answer was not hesitant at all: "I am the king of New York gangs in front of others, but I will always be your most humble servant in front of you."

"No, we are friends." Wang Weiyi smiled faintly: "I gave you everything, you haven't forgotten, I'm very happy. You should continue to be your King of New York. I don't have much interest in this position. Please sit down now, Casanovic."

Perhaps no one could have imagined that Casanovic, who is the best in New York, would actually be like this now.

Kasanovic sat down like a primary school student: "Mr. Baron. I know you are back and there are such news everywhere. I want to help you as much as I can. But I don't know what to do, so I sent someone to collect a large number of medicines and sent them to Berlin quietly. You know that people like me have their own way."

"Very good, this is the beginning of your return." Wang Weiyi was like a sowing man. He sowed the seeds many years ago, and now it is the season for harvest: "What else have you done for me?"

"I also helped Mr. Pippendu seize the lover and illegitimate son of Italian Prime Minister Bertrul in the United States. I don't know why Pippendu did this, but I know he is your good friend."

"Oh, this old guy Pippendu is still alive?" Wang Weiyi smiled: "Maybe he is going to threaten Bertruer to do something for him. I think he is also helping me with this old thing. You are responsible for contacting Pippendu and telling him that I am in New York now and let him see me immediately."

"Yes, Mr. Baron, I'll do it right away."

"What else? Which friends do you have any contact with?"

"Mr. Elliot." Casanovic quickly replied: "Mr. Elliot is now the leader of the Wittgenstein family. In addition to your kindness, Mr. Elliot has taken great care of me. Ah, he is in New York now. Do you need me to inform him to come to see you?"

"He is in New York now?" Wang Weiyi seemed to have a vague understanding of the source of madness that happened in New York and the whole of the United States for a moment.

Maybe Elliot is the black hand behind the scenes... But with the power of the Wittgenstein family, it is impossible to do this. Maybe he started the New York League...

Wang Weiyi was not particularly sure: "No need yet, I think I will meet him myself. Ah, Kasanovich, have you purchased what house contracts?"

"I wanted to buy it, but Mr. Elliot called me and told me not to interfere in these places." Casanovic quickly replied: "He told me it was dangerous, very dangerous."

Wang Weiyi can basically determine who did this.

In the last financial storm, Elliot was his most capable assistant. He learned a lot from himself. If he started the New York League, he would be able to do these things.

Wang Weiyi thought about it: "Who is the most powerful agency that runs these house contracts?"

“Frost’s ‘Frost Agency’.”

"I need to meet him. Tell him that there is a big business to do for him."

"Now?"

“Yes, now.”

"Okay, I'll arrange it for you right away."

"Wait, Kasanovich. Do you want to make a fortune?"

"Of course, Mr. Baron, who would think it's too much money?" Kasanovich laughed.

Wang Weiyi also smiled: "Then, give me all your house contracts, if you believe me. Of course, I must see your house contract before Mr. Frost arrives."

"Ah, OK, who else can I trust if I don't believe you?" Kasanovic's answer was not hesitant at all.

Wang Weiyi took a sip of coffee, and he felt that he was going to make another big profit in New York...

When Casanovic left, he opened a communication with Xiaoling: "I remember that I bought a large amount of real estate in New York for more than 20 years, right?"

"Yes, when the financial crisis broke out, these properties were all Hermione who helped you run them."

"Hermione, Hermione, my friend, it's a pity that I will never see her again." Wang Weiyi sighed: "Can you help me get the documents of the owner of the house, ah, those so-called contracts to me immediately?"

"Yes, are you using some bad brains again?"

Wang Weiyi smiled, smiling very happily: "No. It's not me who is using bad brains, but Eliot and his friends. Those crazy speculators probably wouldn't have thought that they had fallen into a trap from the beginning."

"Are you not only not going to stop it, but you are also going to fuel the fire?"

"Eliot is helping me, helping me and Germany in a very special way, and what he did is so outstanding, why should I stop him? What's more, I've tried it." Wang Weiyi sighed and said, "Just a while ago, I persuaded a poor woman. But they were completely crazy. No one would listen to me."

Xiaoling stopped talking.

In fact, this is a very simple truth. You can never stop a group of people who are transferred into their dream of getting rich. They become extremely crazy and cannot listen to any negative opinions at all...

......

Kasanovich brought all his house deeds, as well as that Frost.

Frost heard Mr. Kasanovic say he wanted to meet a big man, but he never expected that the so-called big man was such a young man.

"Sit down."

In the words of the young man "Mr. Moyor", Frost sat down.
To be continued...