I became a son-in-law in the United States

After filming started, Luther finally had a short break, and with Jia's help, he was even more relaxed.

Jia is very career-oriented. Not only does she personally complete the script, but she also handles all kinds of matters on set, from funding to logistics. She doesn't feel tired at all; on the contrary, she enjoys it.

This freed Luther up so that his colleagues who were working on the project could do other things.

The antique business is proceeding as usual. The old steward has already packed up a second shipment of antiques and is sending them to the port of Boston.

Unlike last time, this time the antiques included not only those from the Luther family but also those from other families. They all entrusted Luther to help them sell them and were willing to pay a special fee of 5%-10%.

Things were going as planned, which Luther was naturally delighted with. For him, all he had to do was hand over all the goods to Maurice, and the hot dollars would be in his pocket.

And this money, of course, will be very useful.

Aside from investing in films and starting basic businesses, its biggest role was to stockpile ammunition for the economic crisis of 1929.

Luther certainly wouldn't invest in stocks; he would short them.

According to current US policies and laws, this area is currently a blank, and it remains in a state of "anything not prohibited by law is permissible".

If you can raise enough money to short the stock market at its peak, you could potentially earn millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions in just a few months.

This sounds exaggerated, but it really is that exaggerated.

Luther clearly remembered that during this economic crisis, some people actually made hundreds of millions of dollars by short selling, such as that guy named Jesse Livermore.

By 1907, he had already made $300 million by short selling.

From 1928 onwards, he had keenly sensed the overheated market and began preparations.

As a legendary short seller, he secretly shorted the market before the 1929 crash, making a profit of approximately $1 million in one fell swoop.

It's worth noting that the US federal government's revenue at the time was only $37 billion, which shows just how astonishing its profits were.

Of course, this time, another person will be added to the team of legendary short sellers, and that is Luther.

I've spent almost two years accumulating cash, and now I can short the market all at once and live a life of wealth and luxury without worry.

Therefore, before that, the only thing Luther had to do was to make money as much as possible and save up as much cash as possible.

After leaving the box office movie theater, Ruther drove to a dock, where Daniel and his group of buddies were already waiting.

Strangely enough, with the establishment of the New Youth Club, these playboys have all become much more restrained, and now they all want to pursue a broader vision.

"Damn it! The weather's bad today, it's raining, where are we going to have the meeting?"

It was Tony who spoke, still dressed and behaving like a gangster. He flicked the raindrops off his beard and looked around.

Originally, according to the club's agreement, everyone was supposed to meet at the dock, then find any place to gather and discuss the next move for New Youth.

Perhaps it's in a restaurant, perhaps in a bar, perhaps in someone's villa.

But now, with the arrival of this rain, all plans have fallen through.

Soon, the rain intensified, gradually escalating into a downpour.

"Tom, do you have a boat here?"

Tom Flint nodded: "Yes, we have many ships."

"Alright, the contents of our meeting will be kept strictly confidential. It's best if no one other than us hears it. How about we hold it on the ship?"

When Luther said this, the others naturally had no objections. However, his brother-in-law thought it would be quite interesting to have a meeting on the ship, as he had only ever done that before.

Soon, Tom Flint arrived at the dock and brought over a small boat.

This is a simple wooden boat, usually used by tourists for sightseeing and recreation. It requires manual rowing to move.

So Luther took the lead, and the others followed, and the group finally boarded the ship.

After Tom was the last to board, he rowed, and the small boat, propelled by the force of the oars, swayed gently on the water. Then the downpour truly began.

The rain pattered on the water, creating ripples and concentric circles. The sound of the rain was so loud that one couldn't hear their companions unless they were inside the cabin.

Luther glanced at it and was clearly quite satisfied; there probably wasn't anything better than this.

Soon, everyone entered the cabin, and the first meeting of the New Youth Club officially began.

"Hey guys!" Daniel stepped forward first, holding a prepared copy of the "New Youth Manifesto," and addressed the group, "From today onwards, we are members of the New Youth Club. Like Lowell and the others, we must stick together, unite, and fight for our interests!"

Luther nodded, feeling gratified to see his brother-in-law's serious expression.

That's how America is these days: if you just want to survive and live a decent life, then your own hard work is enough.

But if you want to become a truly influential and authoritative entity like the Pig Club, then at some point you will definitely need to organize yourself, because that's exactly what they do.

At a certain level, the world shrinks. An ordinary doctor and an ordinary municipal government employee might never exchange a word. But a senior bureau chief and a mayor might meet every day. This is the reality we all have to face.

Seeing this, Tom Flint looked at Luther and said, "Luther, the club is established, and we're willing to unite, but since we don't drink much anymore, what do we do next?"

The club has been established, and there's no doubt that it will definitely focus on its business next.

As for what to do, there are also many nuances involved.

There's no need to keep eating and drinking, and doing ordinary things seems boring; after all, this is different from the club's motto.

Luther paused, then calmly addressed the crowd: "Gentlemen, in order to win over more people like us, and to expand the influence of the New Youth, what we need to do next is to let others know about us."

"So Luther, what do you mean?" Sam Goldstein asked curiously.

"What I mean is that we must first start a newspaper, publish our views and ideas through this newspaper, that's the first step."

Luther followed the path of the New Youth movement exactly, first doing thorough public opinion work and expanding his influence as much as possible before taking the next step.

The others had no objection to Luther's proposal, so they all raised their hands in approval.

As for the name of the newspaper, everyone came up with the same idea this time: "New Youth".