roccoschili Chapter 443 Departure
Chapter 443 Departure
new York.
Manhattan, fourth floor, Stanley.
David walked to the window of the office, wiped off some grease on his hands when eating pizza for lunch, and enjoyed the afternoon sunshine with a relaxed expression~
After watching the scenery from the window for a while.
He returned to his desk, leaned back in his chair, tried hard to clear his mind, and began to smooth over the work goals he had set for himself this morning~
The work I was doing before leaving New York has come to an end for the time being~
What follows depends on the results of the free play of the "team" members he slowly formed~
Next, he will face old Morgan again. . "test?"
Do not! !
Old Morgan made a special call and "invited" him to go to London together. This was a "cooperation" that had passed the "test". .
Bet~!
It is one of the hidden natures engraved in human genes.
Old Morgan chose to listen to David's oil crisis prediction, and used a lot of chips to put pressure on this bet.
And at this point in time, he took David with him to London, probably because he wanted David, a young junior with great business potential, to broaden his horizons, build connections, increase his experience, etc. ~
This will lay a solid foundation for David to enter the international financial market in the future~
Emm. .
Of course~
These are just subjective assumptions made by David himself, sitting in his office~
Just a wild guess!
Not counting~
Only after he had a frank chat with old Morgan again, could he be sure that he was included in the "trustworthy" list~
. . .
David thought wildly for a while and felt that the fullness in his stomach after lunch gradually faded~
He picked up the pen and started writing bit by bit on the stationery he had just asked his secretary Maggie to find~
. . .
The afternoon sun, when reflected into the office, has become less dazzling ~
In the office, the sound of rustling writing never stopped.
It seems like a long time~
David stopped writing, stood up, stretched out, moved his sore neck, turned his head and glanced at the sunshine coming from the west outside the window, and realized that time had quietly slipped away again~
. . .
"Clang clang clang~"
There was a knock on the door~
"Please come in~"
Outside the door~
Mag Ludwig, leading Janet Patrick, opened the door and walked in.
David stood by the desk and smiled at the two of them with a surprised expression: "Hey, Mag, come in and sit down wherever you want~"
With a smile on his face, Mag turned aside half of his body and introduced to David: "This is Janet, my best friend!"
"Oh~ Nice to meet you!"
"Can I call you Janet?"
"~Of course~"
"You can call me David!"
"Ok!"
After a few simple introductions and polite remarks, David asked the two of them to sit down and asked his secretary Maggie to bring them some coffee.
Then he sat back in his seat, looked at Janet carefully, and smiled at Mag.
"Tell me, man~ You definitely didn't come to me to drink coffee and chat...right?"
"Hahaha~"
Mag asked with a smile, glancing at the suitcase placed in the corner of the office.
"Are you going on a trip?"
"Yeah ~ I'm flying to London tonight."
"Oh? Specific travel time...?"
"It may take a week~it depends on the situation!"
"The situation?" Mag raised his eyebrows in interest and asked.
"Uh...yeah~"
David tilted his head and cast an inquiring look at Mag.
Mager smiled calmly, held Janet's little hand, and said with a smile: "We... are a family~"
"...Okay~"
After David saw the slightly reserved "happy" smile on Janet's face, he shrugged and explained.
"The Morgan family and I..."
. . .
After a few minutes.
Mag turned his head and glanced at Janet who showed a surprised expression. After thinking about it, he asked David.
"That is to say...you went to London just to ensure the success of this important investment?"
"Uh... no!"
"I am very confident in this investment!"
"I went to London this time just to verify...whether the final income will exceed my estimate~"
"..I understand!"
With a smile on his face, Ma Ge then asked a more realistic question.
"In your estimation, how much wealth will you have in a few years?"
"Multi-millionaire? Or...billionaire?"
David frowned and asked, "Is this... important?"
"Of course! It's very important!"
"In the current American political arena, what are the presidential candidates fighting for?"
"resource!"
"The qualifications, political achievements, independent thinking, governance strategies, etc. that politicians used to be proud of have slowly been selectively forgotten by today's people~"
"It's like... the presidential election in two years' time may be President Warren White's last curtain call~"
David opened his mouth, raised his hand to scratch his head, and looked at Mag with some confusion: "President??"
"Is he... too far away from me?"
"I don't have the ability... and I haven't thought about influencing the election~"
Ma Ge put away his smile, shook his head and explained: "The political ecology of the United States has determined that it can never live without the continuous support and support of political donations~"
“And the sources of political donations are people like you~
"They may not have their own political demands for the time being, but by investing in advance for problems that may arise at any time in the future, they can nip them in the bud~"
"The presidential election is indeed far away from you now~"
"But supporting a potential political spokesperson is not difficult for you now, right?"
"He will continue to reach higher positions as your wealth grows~"
"Until the time you need certain national policies to serve your business, he will be one of our most trusted allies."
"..."
David understood Mag’s explanation~
Nothing more than that. .
As David's wealth continues to grow, many issues related to his interests will become more and more complex~
If he doesn’t have a trustworthy “political agent” who can support him~
When he encounters "tough trouble", he may be in a dilemma where no one can help him~
Emm. .
This made David start to think more about his plan.
Mag is right~
It is impossible for him to rely on the political resources of Morgan or Rockefeller throughout his life to ensure smooth sailing for his business~
In the United States, a capitalist country where politics and business are not separated, he must make some strategic long-term investments in some newcomers with political potential~
Prepare for a rainy day~
It's a good habit!
Any successful businessman will pay some seemingly small price for it~
Look forward to the future and reap huge rewards from it~
. . .
Under Mag's patient gaze, David readily took out his checkbook, wrote a check for [-] yuan, and placed it in front of Mag.
"You take this money first~"
"After I come back from London, I will pay it to you in multiple installments from my personal account."
"No~David!"
Mag picked up the check, looked at it, and smiled.
"Your personal account check is inappropriate!"
"Although, I am your lobbyist and interest agent in Washington~"
"But we must maintain a relatively independent state in terms of financial transactions, and there should be no intersections that can be easily traced."
"I can't just take your money and use it~"
"The best way is for you to regularly withdraw a sum of money through multiple cross-holding fund company accounts to fund my lobbying activities in Washington~"
"Oh~ It's so troublesome..."
"Hey~ are you in urgent need of money now?"
"The fund account... can only be solved after I come back~"
Mag flicked the check with his finger, put it back on the table, put away his smile, looked at David seriously and said.
"I want to...confirm it with you again!"
"What do you think the meaning of commitment is?"
David was stunned for a few seconds, leaned forward, sat upright, also put away his smile, and said.
"Faithfully honoring and fulfilling my promises is one of my greatest strengths!"
"My promise, no matter what the circumstances, it will not be affected!"
Mag stared at David for a few seconds, turned to smile at Janet beside him, and asked.
"Did you hear it too!?"
"..Yes!"
"Hmm~"
After these two short questions and answers, the two of them. .Then he started to play passionate drama of "eyebrows flirting" and "electricity flashing" in front of David. .
David covered his forehead with his hands, not knowing what he should do.
He could only wait for a while, then coughed slightly~
"Cough~cough cough~"
"That... Mag!"
"I'll be leaving soon, you guys..."
"Hahaha~"
Mag hugged Janet, kissed her hard on the face, waved to David and smiled.
"Sorry~!"
"Both I and Janet have been infested with Vanity Fair in Washington for too long. It's full of human beings and bastards."
"We have all become accustomed to unconsciously ignoring those so-called bullshit promises from others~"
"David, thank you!"
"Uh...you're welcome!?"
"Hahaha~"
. . .
A wonderful relaxed atmosphere slowly spread in the office amid the laughter of the three people~
Janet, from the look and laughter of her "lover" Mag, she could feel the relaxation in his heart at this moment ~
This kind. .The long-awaited feeling exuded from Mag made her first impression of David even more profound~
. . .
After laughing~
Maggot relaxedly threw the check to David, leaned back, and smiled.
"After Janet and I reunited in Washington, we attended a party and met a promising candidate named Astaire K. Wood."
"Oh?"
David also showed some interest and waved his hands curiously: "What next? You continue~"
"Hehe~"
"He's one of the Elephant Party's next presidential candidates, and his opponent, Phil Crane, is..."
. . .
Ma Ge introduced the two Elephant Party presidential candidates he met at the party, and added his judgments about them based on his own experience~
After listening to Mag's introduction, David couldn't help but frowned~
He picked up the pen and asked Mag about some information about Astaire Wood~
After a few minutes.
David looked down at the record in his hand. The more he looked at it, the more he felt about Wood's experience and the Reagan in his memory. .Very similar~
This is. .After completely changing the person, has the wheel of history returned to its established track?
. . .
After half an hour.
Mag and Janet, they stood up to say goodbye~
David walked to the window again, and the fiery red afterglow of the setting sun was reflected on his face by the glass of the building opposite.
Mag's arrival and the news he brought~
David had a vague feeling that in the fog of the future, there were some light spots that were shining towards him~
----
Manhattan.
66th Street, FBI headquarters, New York.
Director Harold Stone put down the call to his "girlfriend" Harris Schultz and felt a little better~
Last time, he and the head of the anti-gang group, Linde Vercello, met Ludy in the bathroom. .
The two FBI directors have a clearer understanding of the working environment they have to face in New York~
Sidric. . !
It seems that the work of the anti-gangster group Linde Vercello has met its biggest opponent~
But~
Through Harold Stone's enlightenment, if Linde can think from a different perspective, this would actually be a good thing ~
Who in the FBI knows the gangs in New York better than Sidrich?
What if we collaborate?
Both sides benefit!
. . .
Just when Harold Stone was sitting in his chair thinking, there was a knock on the door~
"Dangdang~"
"Haha~ I didn't expect you to be very leisurely~"
Visitor Ezra Claymore sat across from Harold Stone's desk.
Harold frowned and asked, "What are you doing here again?"
"Man, we are comrades on the same ship. You don't have to be wary of me all the time, right?"
"Hehe~"
Harold snorted twice with a smile on his face~
"...Okay~ I'm here to tell you good news!"
"I brought back a criminal psychology expert from the headquarters for you today to help you solve the case~ How about it?"
"expert?"
"Correct!"
"How come your CIA has a criminal psychology expert?"
"Haha~ Why can't there be one?"
"..I do not need!"
"Tsk~"
"We are all in a cooperative relationship... Besides, all the expenses for his coming to New York are paid for by our headquarters. What are you afraid of?"
Harold blinked and asked, "Is your headquarters paying for it?"
"Yes~"
"fxxx! How did you fool your boss into agreeing..."
"Hey~!" Claymore interrupted Harold with a look of displeasure on his face, sighed helplessly and said.
"The reason why he came to New York to help you solve the case is to accumulate more experimental data for his own research~"
"As long as you hand over the case files and evidence chain to him, it will be fine!"
"..."
Harold silently glanced at the pile of case files on his desk, rubbed his forehead, and nodded.
"Okay~"
"Where are the others? When will it arrive?"
"I don't know~ He said he would call you before coming over."
"Um.."
"Is there anything else you need?"
"..No, want to have a drink?"
"No, I have an appointment!"
Claymore curled his lips, stood up with a smile, and walked away gracefully~
Harold looked at his leaving figure, reached out and picked up the recent serial home invasion murder case file, and couldn't help but feel a little relaxed~
The media in New York have suddenly stopped covering the midterm elections in recent days. .
They focused all their attention on the serial murder case. .
But in this series of cases, there are very few valuable clues, and neither evidence nor witnesses can help FBI agents narrow down the suspects~
This put the detectives in charge of the case into an awkward deadlock. .
As the person in charge of the FBI's highest position in New York City, the pressure on Harold Stone's shoulders has suddenly increased a lot due to media attention~
Solve the case!
It can't be delayed any longer. .
. . .
Harold put down the case file in his hand, suddenly remembered the idea of "cooperation" just now, and looked at the phone~
Ask for help. .?
Do not!
Harold quickly gave up on this "ridiculous" idea~
Again. .Hold on!
Maybe. .Will there be a new turning point?
----
Night falls!
Wall Street, in front of the Stanley Building.
After David arranged for Giovanni to take his secretary Maggie to the airport, he got into the car and rushed to the Blue Crystal Hotel.
more than an hour later.
Blue Crystal Hotel, top floor.
David finished his dinner, sat on the sofa in the living room, and smiled at Old Morgan and General Electric CEO Begnino.
"I have another one this time... No!"
"Is it okay if I also have two female companions traveling with me?"
Old Morgan took a sip of coffee and said with a smile: "Of course~"
"Are they...?"
"Oh~ my secretary Maggie, and Livlin!"
"Livlin? Is she following you?...You two?" Old Morgan was not surprised, but asked with a hint of malice in his smile.
David spread his hands and pretended to be helpless and smiled bitterly: "She decided to invest in one of my plans~"
"After going to London this time, we may have to transfer to Paris~"
"Oh~"
"You kid, what kind of weird idea have you come up with again?"
"Hehe~ We think..."
David told the two of them his plan to acquire fashion brands and magazines and build a multinational fashion group company~
Old Morgan listened very carefully~
The smile on his lips is slowly getting bigger~
"You kid...is this part of the food, clothing, housing and transportation plan you mentioned?"
"Haha~ That's right."
Old Morgan raised his eyebrows: "Then... you never thought that old Cherov would come to trouble you?"
"Looking for me? Why?"
"Hmph~ Your kid not only defrauded someone else's daughter of her money, but also kidnapped her people... Can he not look for you?"
"Hahaha~"
"God is my witness! I never have... bad intentions!"
"We are only.."
"Hey~ Why are you explaining this to me?"
"I need to explain... Well... I happen to have old Cherov's phone number, why don't you call him?"
David looked at old Morgan with a hint of "unscrupulousness" in his smile, rolled his eyes quickly, showed a bad smile on his face, and nodded.
"Okay~"
"I'll call him right now!"
"Hehe~ You're not afraid, so what am I afraid of?"
"Old Cherov, he won't beat me to death...at worst, I'll be scolded by him~"
"you.."
"You're such a bad little fox!"
"Hahaha~" Old Morgan pointed at David and smiled happily~
But Begnino Odesette, who was sitting next to him, looked at the two of them laughing with confusion, and was a little confused~
. . .
Old Morgan stopped laughing, took a sip of coffee, looked at his watch, and said with a smile.
"Let's go~"
"Go to the plane and get some sleep early. When you get to London, you won't have to suffer from jet lag~"
"ok~"
----
new York.
John Fitzgerald Kennedy International Airport.
David did not follow Old Morgan directly onto the plane, but transferred to Terminal 7. He first found his secretary Maggie, and the two waited for Livlin for a while~
ten minutes later.
Livlin's figure appeared in their sight~
David waved to her and said with a smile: "Hi~ It's still early, we don't have to rush~"
Livlin walked up to David, glanced at secretary Maggie who lowered her head slightly, and snorted in anger.
"Huh~ I'm telling you..."
"Have you guys discussed it? Are you going to work together to fool me and lie to me?"
"We? Partner?"
"what do you mean?"
"On that day..."
With a smile on his face, David watched Livlin lose her temper as she felt she had been cheated, and suddenly felt attracted to this girl. .It's really like what Leslie said, it's missing a little bit. .Scheming!
"...ok, ok!"
When David saw that Livlin had almost finished speaking, he quickly smiled and said, "You said we worked together to deceive you... That's not true!"
"However, when I met Leslie today, he said it would be a good idea for you to go to London with me this time!"
"he..?"
Livlin was stunned for a moment, and just when she was about to refute, David held her hand down and said with a smile.
"The plane doesn't wait for anyone!"
"Let's go up first and explain it to you, okay?"
"..cut~"
"I won't fly on the Morgan family plane!"
"My own plane, I can fly whenever I want!"
"You...have a private jet?"
Livlin chuckled disdainfully: "It's not in my name...but it's for my use! Understand?"
"..understood!"
Just like the Morgan family plane they are going to take today, it is in the name of a certain company, which adds a large amount of daily operating expenses to the company every year and offsets part of the taxable operating income. .
Reasonable and legal tax avoidance ~
It has been integrated into the bones of Americans!
David couldn't help scratching his head, glanced at the "little transparent" secretary Maggie, and smiled at Livlin.
"Just in time, it's not very convenient for me to bring Maggie with me~"
"How about letting her... take your plane?"
"Humph~"
Livlin looked at David sideways and sneered: "Okay~ Just go ahead..."
"Hey~ hey~"
"You promised!"
"I.."
"Um... Maggie, just follow Miss Livlin~"
"See you in London!"
After saying that, David waved to Livlin and ran away in a flash~
Livlin couldn't help but smile as she looked at his retreating back.
She glanced at Maggie, her tone became very gentle and smiled: "Let's go, it just so happens that the two of us can be company~"
"Ok~"
Maggie carried her small suitcase and followed Livlin, not knowing what was going on in her little head. .