American Comics: BOSS Invasion

The transaction went smoothly. It was like Zhou Yu hitting Huang Gai – one was willing to hit, and the other was willing to be hit.

The other party thought Qi Shan was fooled, dazzled by the large villa in front of him, and confusedly became the patsy.

In reality, they were the ones who had been carefully selected.

Qi Shan met this so-called Earl, who presented himself as a bank employee, claiming to be a loan department manager at a private bank.

Qi Shan didn't expose him; instead, they had a pleasant conversation.

Although these two were out to scam people, they also wanted to know something about the unfortunate fellow's background.

During the small talk, Qi Shan gradually revealed his carefully crafted background.

A senior partner in a Nordic consortium, currently preparing to expand into the North American market, and the general manager for the Greater North America region.

As for assets, they were only a medium-sized scale of several billion dollars. He was currently looking for a reliable bank to work with, hoping to find a medium-sized one with attentive service, but also with a certain amount of capital, not one that would be stingy with loans.

Earl was stunned.

What was this? Could this person be his lucky charm? Not only could he get rid of the burden in his hands, but he could also bring him a large performance bonus!

He couldn't let such an opportunity pass. It was exactly his specialty. Earl quickly recommended his bank and actively invited Qi Shan to visit, guaranteeing that the president would personally receive him.

Qi Shan agreed with a smile. They set a time, and then he signed the contract. The loan and the villa now belonged to Qi Shan.

After the transaction, and after confirming that there were no problems with the contract, the two quickly said goodbye.

Qi Shan found it amusing, guessing that these two were still a little nervous!

With the unwanted guests gone, Qi Shan didn't plan to stay any longer.

He had seen many nice houses and didn't think much of this one. He had even owned an interstellar mothership and built a forward base on the rings of Saturn.

Having seen Mount Huang, one no longer sees Mount Yue.

This so-called mansion was just a place to stay.

He told Alice to find a reliable cleaning company to come and clean the mansion and replenish some necessities.

Qi Shan didn't need to worry about these trivial matters of life.

In fact, Qi Shan hadn't found a direction yet. Unlike the main body, he didn't have the pressure of a system on him and could live his own life.

During his ordinary life, his goal was simply to make money, no matter what he did to earn it.

Now, money was just a number to Qi Shan. He needed to find a goal to vent his energy.

Or, to put it more elegantly, an ideal.

Downstairs, a special car was already waiting.

A stretched Cadillac, pure white with a high chassis, an off-road type, was a high-end presence among limousines.

The driver simply confirmed his identity, and Qi Shan sat directly in the back.

The destination was an accounting firm that Alice had arranged in advance.

In America, money is everything. As long as you have money, professional agencies can handle anything.

Starting a company is the same. Professional registration companies are faster and don't require complicated procedures.

The company will have various methods to simplify the process.

This is the real result caused by sufficient information and reasonable deduction, without any fantasy power involved; the ending is bound to happen.

Using this power in the stock market is no different from cheating.

With only a small initial capital, Alice can use the cyclical changes in the global financial market to grow bit by bit, like playing Snake.

Not only that, but the Snake can also split itself and profit through different channels and operations.

If Qi Shan really wanted to, he could even destroy the global stock market and financial system in just three months.

Of course, destroying it wouldn't benefit anyone, and Qi Shan isn't a destroyer.

The volume of global finance is immense. The amount Qi Shan spends isn't even a drop in the ocean and can't affect anything.

However, having money is one thing, and operating funds is another.

Starting a company is like hatching chicks. Whether you want to get fat in one bite or carefully feed them regularly, you have to go through the initial development period.

If you want to skip this period, buying is the fastest way.

No matter what type of company, there are countless on the market, whether they are empty shells or businesses that can't continue and want to sell for some scrap money.

However, some of these involve gray operations and may leave a criminal record.

Alice can also filter these out, but that would seem too deliberate.

An accounting firm is a good choice. They are probably more familiar with various companies than most executives.

So, after a brief conversation with the accounting firm, Qi Shan spent another $20,000 to buy a newspaper on the verge of bankruptcy with a registered capital of $2 million.

Tabloids are as numerous as hairs, but a registered capital of $2 million is quite impressive, even though its basic account only has one cent.

However, this doesn't prevent Qi Shan from transforming from a nobody into a boss with assets of $2 million.

With a company under his command, no matter how bad it is, Qi Shan's capital can revive it.

The newspaper is located in the Brooklyn area, and the office is an old three-story building surrounded by abandoned factories.

It feels like a dentist's office in a hutong, inconspicuous and unprofessional.

The sign is small and old, and the glass doesn't look very clean, clearly showing some signs of decline.

Qi Shan only glanced at it from a distance and didn't plan to take it over now.

"How much usable funds are currently available?" Qi Shan asked.

Alice replied, "Through futures market operations, the current profit is about $2.3 million, of which 50% is free to use!"

Qi Shan raised his hand and snapped his fingers, pressing the communication button: "Please take me to the nearest luxury goods store. I need to go shopping!"

"Okay, sir!" the driver replied, and the car began to accelerate smoothly.

He was about to contact the bank, so he needed to have a basic facade.

Don't think that only Chinese people judge people by their appearance. White people in the business world are the same, especially banks. They are in the business of lending umbrellas on sunny days and taking them back on rainy days. Judging a customer's ability to repay is their instinct.

Of course, part of this was also to satisfy Qi Shan's long-held small wish to show off.