53: Chapter 53: The Oil Tycoon's Daughter Celebrates Her Birthday!
Ade quickly explained the advertising plan he had been brewing.
He wanted to use the gimmick of a challenge match to stir up the reputation of the fast-food restaurant directly, making everyone in New York aware of it.
Lin Tian stood up, paced the office twice, turned his head, and made the final decision:
"Fine, do as you say! I'm idle anyway, so I'll treat it as stretching my muscles!"
Hearing his boss nod, Ade was so happy he almost jumped up.
He knew in his heart that The New York Times would definitely sell like crazy this time.
His boss, Bruce Lin, was a topic magnet himself; as long as he was involved, sales were absolutely guaranteed.
The next day, The New York Times published a bombshell piece of news on its front page.
In response to the Polar Bear strongman Pierre's blatant provocation against Chinese Kung Fu, Mr. Bruce Lin expressed that he was extremely furious.
He decided to step out personally to teach this ignorant Russian fellow a lesson and let the foreigners witness real Chinese Kung Fu!
If Mr. Pierre has the guts to accept the challenge, please call The New York Times hotline immediately.
This news spread like it had wings, reaching every corner of New York City in the blink of an eye.
From the bustling ports to the prosperous Manhattan, and then to the crowded Brooklyn, all the common people in the city were discussing this matter.
In less than two days, word had also reached Buffalo, Boston, and Philadelphia.
Foss, the banking tycoon who had just returned to Buffalo, looked at the reprint in the local newspaper with a puzzled face.
He had personally witnessed Lin Tian's heaven-defying methods in the futures market, where he could manipulate the tides and swallow millions of dollars in one go.
In his eyes, Lin Tian was a financial genius rarely seen in a century.
But now, this financial genius was ignoring the pile of money he could be making and instead running off to the streets of New York to engage in a brawl with a two-meter-tall Russian brute.
Foss held the newspaper, stunned for a full ten seconds, unable to guess what kind of medicine Lin Tian was selling in his gourd.
...
At the same time, in New York.
Theodore Roosevelt and James Roosevelt were chatting in the study, and upon seeing the news in the newspaper, they were equally dumbfounded.
"Rossie, this Chinese kid is really interesting, isn't he?" Theodore said with a smile, tossing the newspaper onto the table.
"Indeed, it's amusing. A teenage Chinese youth wanting to hold a match against a two-meter-tall polar bear—he's probably captured the attention of all of New York now!"
James smiled, then changed his tone, "But I think this kid is frighteningly shrewd; there must be some other scheme hidden behind this!"
"Rossie, since he is in New York, why don't we find some time to pay him a visit?" Theodore suggested.
"No need to make a separate trip."
James waved his hand, "Three days ago, I received an invitation from Mr. Rockefeller at Hyde Park. His youngest daughter is having a birthday soon. I'd bet anything that this kid will definitely attend the banquet!"
Upon hearing this, Theodore's eyes lit up.
He was currently just a political newcomer who had just entered the New York State Assembly.
If he could take this opportunity to get to know a top-tier financier like Rockefeller, it would definitely be of great benefit to his political future.
Yet, who could have guessed that this rising political star, who was currently calculating how to cozy up to a big shot, would one day become the President and ruthlessly wield the antitrust stick, tearing Rockefeller's business empire to pieces with his own hands.
At this moment, in a skyscraper in Manhattan, New York.
The oil tycoon Rockefeller held the newspaper sent by his secretary, scanned it twice, and a faint smile appeared on his face, though he said nothing.
Only one day after the news was published, the Polar Bear strongman Pierre responded swiftly to The New York Times.
He not only spewed filth, claiming that Chinese Kung Fu was all for show, but also threatened to blow Lin Tian's head off in front of all of New York.
To show off, he even specially took a derogatory photo with his thumb pointed down, which was published in the newspaper as a public provocation.
In the hotel room where Lin Tian was staying.
Just after receiving the news of Pierre's acceptance of the challenge, calls from Elizabeth and Anna came one after another.
Elizabeth had been busy preparing for the birthday banquet these past few days, and her home was in such chaos that she couldn't get away.
Anna, due to her mother's serious illness, could only stay by her bedside to serve her.
The two were extremely anxious, fearing that something might happen to Lin Tian.
Lin Tian held the phone and comforted them in a relaxed tone: "Don't worry blindly. It's just a clumsy bear; I can handle it with one hand!"
Hearing his assurance, the two little girls reluctantly hung up the phone.
Just as the whole city was waiting for the show, The New York Times struck while the iron was hot, directly releasing the serial advertisements carefully planned by Ade.
"The Mysterious Oriental Magic Water! A Gourmet Treat Exclusive to the German Royal Family! Turkish-Style Fried Chicken! Let Us Help You Get to Know a Different Mr. Bruce Lin!"
The newspaper bragged incessantly, claiming that this Oriental Magic Water was a mysterious beverage concocted by Mr. Bruce himself.
As long as one drank it long-term, it would grant one immense strength and increased courage!
Finally, the time and location of the battle were attached:
September 1st, nine o'clock in the morning, Longacre Square!
At that time, Bruce Lin would reveal his secret to invincibility to all of New York while taking on the Russian strongman, Pierre.
Anyone who comes to watch the battle will be able to drink Mr. Bruce's magical water for free!
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August 28th, in the evening.
Today was the actual day of Elizabeth's birthday.
Almost all the prominent figures in New York had received invitations.
If one hadn't received one, it only meant their status and standing were not yet high enough.
It was quite funny; until leaving today, Lin Tian didn't even know what Elizabeth's last name was.
He hired a spacious carriage and traveled all the way to the north bank of the Hudson River in New York.
"Sir, we have arrived!" the coachman pulled the reins and reminded him.
Lin Tian pushed open the carriage door and stepped out. At a glance, there were at least hundreds of luxury carriages parked outside the manor gate.
People were coming and going, a constant stream of traffic and visitors, bustling with noise and excitement.
Standing in the distance and looking over, this manor covered a vast area.
With its imposing, towering iron gates and an incredibly spacious courtyard, a three-story, purely European-style mansion sat right in the middle.
Lin Tian, wearing a blue double-breasted suit and a red bowtie, was just about to walk inside when he suddenly stopped.
He turned his head and asked the coachman with great curiosity:
"By the way, old man, do you know who the owner of this mansion is?"
The coachman was stunned for a moment.
He really didn't expect that the well-dressed young man in front of him who had come to the banquet didn't even know who the host was.
He lowered his voice and replied: "This is the manor of the Oil Tycoon, Mr. John Rockefeller! I heard that his daughter is having a birthday today, and everyone in New York's high society has come."
"Uh!"
After hearing this, Lin Tian couldn't help but gasp.
If the address Elizabeth left in her letter was correct, this girl was actually a Rockefeller!
The daughter of the richest tycoon in the entire USA!
However, after thinking about it carefully, Lin Tian immediately felt relieved.
If not for such top-tier aristocratic heritage, it would be impossible to cultivate Elizabeth's speech and cultivation.
"It seems those two little girls conspired to hide this from me on purpose!"
It wasn't that Lin Tian hadn't asked for Elizabeth's full name before, but every time, the two little girls would find various excuses to brush it off.
Looking back now, this was definitely intentional.
I guess the little girl was afraid that once Lin Tian knew the Rockefeller surname, there would be a sense of disparity in their future interactions.
Unfortunately, she was completely wrong.
Lin Tian certainly admired Rockefeller's achievements in the business world, but to say he would be intimidated by a surname and feel pressured was simply nonsense.
He had absolute self-confidence; as long as he was given a few more years to let go and work, the Lin family's industry would definitely not be inferior to the Rockefeller Family!
Having figured out the truth, Lin Tian didn't feel insecure at all, nor was he angry about Elizabeth's concealment.
He would just treat it as going to a friend's house for birthday cake.
Walking with big strides to the heavy double-opening iron gate, Lin Tian took the exquisite white invitation from his pocket.
The young man in a suit responsible for welcoming guests looked carefully at the name on the invitation and instantly put on a very respectful attitude.
"Mr. Bruce, please, come in!"
The young man bowed and made a polite gesture.
Lin Tian nodded and walked straight into the manor.