Subtitle of this chapter: Set a small goal that can be achieved first

Yuan Yanshu's first "Literary and Art Salon" was quite successful. When the night was about to end, he struck while the iron was hot and proposed to establish a mahjong club.

Everyone present automatically became the first members of the club. However, Master Yuan did not serve as the first club chairman, but took the initiative to give the wise to Mr. Luo Puxiang, which was considered a favor to him. Because the door number of this Hejing Room was also No. 144, the club was named "Club 144".

"Brothers, please take a look at this."

It was already early in the morning, and all the NYU students had left, and even Mr. Chandler went back to get his luggage. Four original brand-name dishes were left to eat the midnight snack called from Chinatown. After our Master Yuan finished a bowl of skin egg lean meat porridge, he took out several documents and handed them to the other three Chinese students.

The three of them took it and couldn't help but look at each other, because it was actually a letter of intent for equity subscription. The company is called Cyris Investment Management Co., Ltd., with a total share capital of 100,000 US dollars. According to the terms of the letter of intent, the minimum and maximum subscription amounts of the three of them are the same, both of which are 5,000 US dollars!

These three brands are all wealthy, so of course they are not unaware of money, but they are still shocked by this number. For them who have not inherited their family business and are still reading books (huns), five thousand US dollars is not a small amount.

"Old Yuan, what is your company going to do?"

"What are you doing? Didn't you see it? Mahjong!"

Hearing what he said, Camel Xiangzi threw the documents on the table and said loudly with an unhappy face: "Old Yuan, are you talking to us when you are short of money? Why are you doing this?"

The Liufinger Qin Demon wiped his mouth and agreed, "Yes, Xiangzi is right! But at the dinner table yesterday, didn't you say that you had knocked a big snatch from Edison, who was frustrated? Are you still short of money to spend it?"

Xiao Yang tried hard to fry the shrimp dumplings in his mouth (a major crime of Cantonese cuisine is that the snacks are thicker than the main dishes. Do the patients agree or not?) swallowed them and said, "It's just a good thing! Old Yuan, Nong will not go on the road. I'll find the Ala Tou high head. It's over!" (Translation: That's it! Old Yuan, you're not going to be on the way, you're just joking about it. This is too much!)

Yuan Yanshu was not angry when she heard this. Instead, she laughed and said, "Three guys, we have known each other for a long time. Is Yuan the kind of person who will cheat you about money?"

He saw the three of them talking and raised his hands and said, "Brothers, don't be busy, listen to me, I'll finish my words first."

"Brother, I have been in Citigroup for the longest time and have been more than three years now. And Xiao Yang, the shortest among you, has been almost two years. We should also consider how we will go in the future..."

"Of course, with my brothers and others' family background... I'll say that brothers, at worst, I can go back to China to eat old rice, and I will never starve to death. But as the saying goes, leave a name after a person, and leave a voice after a geese after a person!"

"The ancients said that a real man would not eat five cauldrons in his life, but he would cook five cauldrons in his life."

"Some people also said, I would rather sit in a BMW... Cough cough. In short, we must think of doing something big..."

Xiangzi couldn't help but ask, "Old Yuan, what you are talking about is a mahjong plaque?"

"Why not?" Yuan Yanshu asked, "Why can't we use mahjong to make a world in this Citiland?"

The three card players were stunned when they heard this question, and then they immediately laughed:

"Hahaha... Old Yuan, have you drunk too much?"

"Hahaha...Boss, why are you scared when you laugh?"

"Hahaha... Oh, Nong Ge's joke is so naive... Well, funny." (Translation: Your joke is so fun.)

Our Master Yuan sat there quietly drinking tea. When the three of them were almost smiling, he said, "I'm talking to you, a few of you, you haven't experienced the American style except playing mahjong and drinking wine in Citigroup. For example, go to see a baseball game and horse racing?"

Camel Xiangzi wiped the tears from laughing and asked casually: "Old Yuan, can mahjong be compared with baseball?"

Yuan Yanshu replied naturally: "Why can't you compare? Brother, I'll tell you..."

He thought of something as soon as he started to start, so he turned to nothing and said, "Forget it, I won't force this matter. If you are willing, just buy a share. If you don't want to, just think this is a fart. If you are unwilling, just let it go."

Our Master Yuan opened this investment management company not to make money, but to... give money. To be more precise, it is to choose friends who like you to make money together.

His stall is getting bigger and bigger, so there are naturally more and more friends in need. However, this time traveler thinks that the friends who follow him are getting taller are not afraid to say that their smallest goal is also a millionaire. And the millionaires these days are worth over 100 million yuan at the exchange rate in a hundred years.

In this case, does he still have to work hard to come up with a set of rhetoric to persuade these cards?

He naturally welcomes his friends who are willing to keep up, but he will not force others to go on the road if he can't keep up. Then the 5,000 US dollars is regarded as a test to see if they really believe in themselves.

"Club 144, founded on November 24, 1920, is the first mahjong club in the United States and the starting point of the largest mahjong enthusiast organization in the United States in the future - the National Mahjong Association (ama:americanmahjongassociation).ama has the highest mahjong competition in the United States - the National Professional Mahjong League, or the American Mahjongleague..."

"The finals held by amol are called "supertable". In order to commemorate the founding of "Club 144", the ratings are also considered, so the "supertable" starts on the last Saturday night of November every year."

——Excerpt from "From Club to Major Leagues: A Brief History of the Development of American Mahjong"

Of course, at the end of the 20th century on this timeline, neither AMA nor AAM is the largest in the world. The world's largest mahjong enthusiast organization and the most popular professional mahjong league are of course in a major country in the East...

"Okay, you guys think about this when you go back, don't be in a hurry anyway." Yuan Yan suddenly took a sip of the tea ceremony, "By the way, brothers and I have to come here tomorrow."

Luo Tuo Xiangzi became a mahjong teacher twice, but he became addicted. So he asked excitedly: "Do we still teach those foreigners to play mahjong tomorrow?"
Chapter completed!