After playing poker for more than ten minutes, Morgan sneered in his heart when he heard the other person's footsteps walking towards him. He finally couldn't help it, but the next second, Morgan's brow jumped involuntarily.

"squeak!"

He deliberately pressed the chair and pulled the heavy sofa soft chair to make a harsh sound. Li Zicheng, who was smiling, put his coat on the back of the chair and sat down.

Provocation! Ruthless provocation!

The harsh sound made by the wooden chair and the marble floor made Morgan frown. His eyes, which were originally looking at the card, raised slightly. When he was about to spread his eyebrows, he saw the Chinese man sitting in front of him and his eyebrows were locked again. Although the two eyebrows were added to the cumulative amount of no more than half a second, it still fell into Li Zicheng's eyes.

"mock up!"

Sitting in front of Morgan and feeling his frown, Li Zicheng sneered in his heart, wanting to have a psychological war with him?

You know nothing about me! But I know you very well! You are dead, but the whole world has studied you for more than a hundred years, and hundreds of biography have been published alone. Celebrities! Celebrities!

If you want to ignore me, then I will ignore you!

Realizing that the other party was aware of his intention and deliberately stimulated himself in this way, Morgan immediately spread his eyebrows and sat there and continued to play his poker cards.

"There is still time!"

Despite this, Morgan's eyes couldn't help but look at the person and the chair opposite him. Without his invitation, no one dared to sit in front of him like this!

Aware of the fluctuations in his inner mood, Morgan took a few breaths and soon continued to immerse himself in the playing cards.

Morgan saw nothing but Li Zicheng's mood was only sunk. He held back his ignorance. Was he waiting for him to speak on his own initiative? Once he opened his mouth and realized that he was taking the initiative, he was begging him, not...

He is playing poker!

During the US economic crisis five years ago, maybe he played poker in this room, then locked a door in a certain room, locked more than a dozen of New York financiers inside for a day and a night, forcing them to take out $50 million to save the market.

"$20 million? Not enough! Then he continued to play poker!"

Recalling a documentary about Morgan, his grandson proudly described his experience of locking up the financiers in 1907, not giving them food or drinking, and forcing $50 million in a day and night. Li Zicheng was glad that he was "wise!"

Fortunately! Fortunately, I prepared it.

The butt was stuck in this chair. I have to admit that the chair was very comfortable, much more comfortable than the so-called "human science and engineering chair" in later generations. After sitting for a few minutes, Li Zicheng, who had already made up his mind to waste time with Morgan, put his hand back, took out a novel from his coat pocket, and then read the novel.

He looked at each word, and seemed to be careful. In fact, Li Zicheng knew that he felt a little chill on his back. Will he anger Morgan if he did this? Will he kill him?

wrong!

Isn’t it just to knock his robbery? Even though he wanted to knock his robbery, he still thought about so much. After finally calming down, Li Zicheng was immersed in this novel with hundreds of pages.

When Li Zicheng was immersed in the novel, Morgan saw with his own eyes that he was actually leisurely and leisurely reading the novel, almost throwing away all the cards. He...what is he here to do!

For the first time, Morgan felt a sense of frustration in his heart, and the method he was most proud of was easily resolved by this young man!

Be calm, be calm!

After repeating it to himself several times, Morgan continued to play his poker.

Da, da, da...

The hour hand walked forward little by little, one second, one minute, one hour, until the night was dispelled by the sun. Two people beside the window in the smoking room of the Morgan Library, one old and one young, one was reading a book and the other was playing cards. For four hours, no one took the initiative to speak out even a word, and no one showed any too much emotion.

quiet!

The smoking room was so quiet that it could only hear the breathing of the two of them.

urgent!

The two people who seemed calm were actually waiting in their hearts for each other to say the first sentence.

But no one spoke. Both of them understood that they were waiting for the other to break the silence first. Finally, the sun shone into the smoking room through the colorful windows of the smoking room. The sun shone on the faces and bodies of the two old and young.

"Dang, dang, dang..."

The clock rang, and eleven times!

It was already eleven o'clock the next day!

Holding the novel in his left hand and rubbing it in his throat with his right hand. To be precise, Li Zicheng, who had not dripped in water for more than twenty hours, felt his stomach beating and pounding, so he bent down, took out a sandwich from his coat pocket, tore open the newspaper, and then took a bite.

"Damn it!"

Listening to the sound of the paper tearing open and the fragrance of the sandwich, Morgan was shrouded in a strong sense of frustration for the first time. He found that everything he had been easily resolved by this young man. Although he had a meal when he was invited, Morgan, who had not been in the water for eight hours, also discovered a fact that Yi Zhen had ignored in the past.

The sandwich tastes so fragrant!

The same feeling came from Li Zicheng's heart, which was prepared for the protracted war! He took three sandwiches from the dining cart. If he kept going like this, it would be Morgan who fell down first, not himself. Thinking of Morgan, Li Zicheng looked at him and saw a coffee cup on his left hand, which seemed to have a cup of coffee!

Morgan, who was still playing playing cards, suddenly found that one hand reached to his left. Almost before he could react, Morgan saw that he actually brought his cup of coffee, drinking coffee while eating sandwiches, and even reading novels!

My coffee!

Since a few years ago, Morgan, who has not drunk coffee, will really regret it. Why! Why don’t you drink this cup of coffee yourself!

Wanting to stand up, Morgan realized that it was a race, if he lost...

After a few hours, it became completely dark.

"Guru..."

My stomach screamed again, but the air was still filled with the faint fragrance of sandwich, which still stimulated his empty stomach sac from time to time. Because his stomach was making hungry, the stomach wall was also a little painful. Morgan remembered that he had heard someone say that if there was nothing in his stomach for a long time, it would cause the stomach walls to rub against each other and eventually cause stomach ulcers.

"One bite, even if it's just a bite!"

Enduring the hunger in his stomach, Morgan glanced at Li Zicheng opposite him. When he saw him for the first time, he almost vomited blood. He actually held the novel book in one hand and the coffee in the other. His leisurely look was definitely not something he could pretend.

He drank a cup of coffee and ate a sandwich. Maybe... Morgan understood that if he persisted like this, the first person he couldn't hold on was himself, not him. Who knows if he could hold on, would he... but... but he could never show weakness.

When Morgan was in deep thought, Li Zicheng, who seemed to be drinking coffee and watching the novel, found through his light that Morgan's hands that had been playing cards, stopped, and did not even realize that he wanted to pay attention to him.

"He can't hold on to this old slippery man, but... he will never show weakness on his own initiative! He is Morgan!"

After drinking the coffee in the cup in one gulp, when I put the coffee cup back on the table, I still looked at Li Zicheng, who was still reading the novel, and said something inadvertently.

“The coffee is good!”

"Thanks!"

A word was spit out of his mouth, and Morgan, who realized that he had lost his advantage in a flash, was so annoyed that he almost wanted to slap himself in the mouth!

Tie!

After holding on for more than ten hours, it was just a draw!

Morgan, who had always insisted on regretting for no more than three seconds, quickly returned to normal and put down the playing cards in his hand.

"Mr. Li, I think we can have dinner and talk while talking. What do you think?"

Of course, Li Zicheng, who was already hungry, would not refuse this request.

At the dining table, while Li Zicheng was enjoying a sumptuous dinner, Morgan, who had eaten a few bites of rice, suddenly spoke.

“I have a job!”

"Um?"

He looked up at Morgan in surprise.

"Annual salary of one million US dollars! Excluding dividends!"

The surprise on the young man's face finally made Morgan balance a little, but he still couldn't see through himself. The young man in front of him was the only opponent who made him feel frustrated. If he could work for him, there might be nothing more wonderful than this!

"If you accept..."

What? Morgan wants to hire himself?

One million dollars!

This is not the $1 million in 2013, but the $1 million in 1912. In this era, 1 million US dollars can almost buy 1.4 tons of gold! For ordinary Americans, a monthly salary of $100 is already a rare high salary, which usually requires the consumption of a family of ten. As for the middle class, the favorite noun for Chinese people 100 years later, this is just a class that is still in its infancy. Now the so-called middle class in the United States has only two or three hundred dollars per month.

From the perspective of this era, no matter how you look at it, one million US dollars is also a huge sum of money. For anyone in this era, this number is a very attractive number.

"And I can accept your offer, pay in stock and cash from US Steel Co., Ltd."

One million dollars! In Morgan! In the eyes of John Pierpen Morgan, his annual work is worth one million dollars! And it does not include dividends! A few months ago, in order to get promoted, he was trying to please the leader like a dog, like... But now John Pierpen Morgan actually thinks he...

Calm down! Be calm down!

If, if it was a month ago, no! I would agree three weeks ago, but now? I wiped the corner of my mouth with a dining cloth, and raised my head and smiled on my harmless face.
Chapter completed!