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Chapter 455

"Here, small firms open and close every minute . Offices in this area are very popular, but only old firms can afford such large offices . You are still young . You should rethink that high price . "





Qin Guan was shocked by the kind-hearted real estate agent . Men like him were rare in such a materialistic society .

"It's not expensive, I can afford it . I thought the rent was 110,000 dollars a month, which would mean that I’d have to expand my business really fast . But 110,000 a year is a great price . My firm can afford it . Thank you for your advice though . "

Smith was shocked . "How old are you?"

"Twenty two . No, actually twenty one . My birthday is soon . "

 "Are you a graduate student?"

"No, I’m still in college . "





As the best salesman of his previous agency, Smith always accepted a challenge . Actually, if he had been a senior manager in New York, he would not have been impressed by the young man . Talented boys were common on Wall Street .

A rising index could make people millionaires, and a change of policy could turn tycoons into beggars . Smith had just arrived in New York from Texas though, so he still felt like a peasant in the bustling metropolis .

The QC firm offices had been decided .

WeWork would take care of the following procedures . Qin Guan had trusted Cong Nianwei with the decoration . Cong Nianwei had made great achievements in the design and construction of small houses, as well as their gallery and designing studio . Couples were always good at doing business together .

Lately, Qin Guan had deliberately prevented Cong Nianwei from going out though . She had a lot of work to do, so she would stay at college or at home for several weeks . This was because of all the panic that had spread all over the US after May .

War had broken out in Iraq in March . Originally, everyone had thought that it was only a verbal battle between politicians . It was supposed to be a united action of UN, but most soldiers sent to the battlefield were Americans .





Even during the Oscar ceremony, there had been many speeches filled with anger made by people who were involved in relative industries .

Anti-war marches were taking place all over the country . The upcoming Memorial Day was also reminding people of the sorrow caused by war .


Several people were standing at a window for veteran benefits in the City Hall, while a crowd also gathered outside . Some anti-war groups were standing there with posters and banners with phrases like "No War" and "Stop That Foolish War" .

The semi-finished floats made for Memorial Day passed by them slowly, adding a sarcastic vibe to the scene . Franklin went out of the City Hall with a blank expression . He was wearing camouflage clothing, which indicated his identity as a soldier . If it wasn’t for his empty sleeve, he would have been considered a handsome man .

War was cruel though . Franklin went out with his pension in his backpack . The money was not enough to last him for the rest of his life . The crowd reminded him of something as he squeezed out through it .

. . .





It was another uneventful evening in New York . As usual, Qin Guan was looking at the backyard from the kitchen . No uninvited neighbors yet . The evening was perfect .

Suddenly, the sound of glass breaking was heard on the quiet street . Joseph looked out of the window and shouted, "F*ck!"

The window of the grocery store at the corner of the street had been smashed . Some black men had broken in, searching for anything valuable .

"Are they crazy? How dare they commit a robbery here! The police will come immediately!"

They rushed to the window, watching the process and talking about it .

"Shall we call the police?"

Beep . . . Before his voice could fade away, the alarm started ringing . Suddenly, they saw the owner rushing out of his house with a gun .

 "You bastards!"

Bang!

The black men escaped with the cash register money . The fat owner ran after them . After a few meters, he gave up .

"My store!" he cried out at the entrance . "That f*cking police! I’ll file a complaint! Honest taxpayers are paying those f*cking shits!"

Qin Guan felt strange as he watched the owner cry .

"Under normal circumstances, a car alarm would have attracted patrol cruisers in three minutes . Why has nobody come by now?"

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