On the issue of dealing with neutral consortia, the wasps and the Jewish consortium have a tacit understanding, no one will interfere with anyone's actions, and it will not be possible either openly or covertly, this is the rule of the game, so Hong Tao should not expect the wasps to save themselves. Originally, Hong Tao didn't intend to let people save him, the more complete and pitiful the failure, the more successful his plan became. But don't worry, this thing is called the current world newspaper, and it won't be long, and the buddy will come back in 2 years to see who has the last laugh. When the time comes, whoever takes mine will give it back to me, and whoever eats me will spit it out for me, and you will have to add interest, and you will have to give it to me!

"It's a pity, a young man who has a lot to do...... Paris and Nikki both like him, and I was going to make him my son-in-law!" Looking at Hong Tao, who looked lonely and slowly walked out of the restaurant, Richard walked over from the table not far away and sat down next to Bill.

"Richard, you have a shortcoming, which is a lack of patience. He's still young, Nikki hasn't gone to college yet, don't jump to conclusions so early. I'm very optimistic about him and Nikki, the only concern is whether your family can tolerate so many illegitimate children, as far as I know, his son alone can make up an American football team. After Bill and Hong Tao finished talking, they were less pessimistic. Although he couldn't see what hole cards Hong Tao still had to resolve the current crisis, he always felt that Hong Tao was not really worried. A person who has been consistently successful is terrible, and he will make people involuntarily believe in everything he does, even in the most critical moments.

As with Bill, Mr. Hong spent the next few days meeting with dozens of company executives or major shareholders. Explain to them all about giving up equity. Actually, you don't need to say it, everyone knows what's going on. Most people or companies don't have the ability to buy back all of the company's shares for the time being, or they don't want to. Or some kind of agreement has been reached with the Jewish consortium and deliberately does not buy back. Anyway, a week later, the total price of the shares mortgaged by Hong Tao was less than $2 billion, which means that 80% of the companies were watching the excitement, and no one reached out.

"Alas, the world is so cold, and it is a foolish thing to talk about feelings with businessmen. Go and inform our receivers, and start negotiations tomorrow. You should go to the specific negotiation work, and I will not participate in it. By the way, tell them, let's talk, but I don't sign, when I am found not guilty, when I sign, I am in a hurry, I throw the stock Quan Nima into the stock market. No one should be happy!" Seeing that he had worn out his mouth and pretended to be pitiful in exchange for his achievements, Hong Tao was very pleased. There are still a few people who are willing to use mortgages to help them transfer their money, which is beyond their estimates. Originally, Hong Tao thought that there would be no one. It seems that businessmen are not all cold-blooded, and there is a high probability that 20% of ordinary people can talk about feelings.

"Then you take Shanshan around these days, I've talked to the prosecutor. As long as you don't go abroad, he'll be in New York. Ah Shan was originally very happy about the listing of Crystal Orchid Capital. Who doesn't want to be the president of a listed company, that's so beautiful. But I didn't expect such a result to be in the end. Seeing Hong Tao's decadent appearance, she couldn't be happy.

"Damn! I'm still going abroad, and I have the ability to let him go to Toronto to arrest me! I'll take Hong Shan back to Toronto and take my private plane away, and I'll see if any fighter planes will take off to intercept me. If I haven't arrived in Toronto in the afternoon, you can prepare for me and Hong Shan, we have been shot down! Go, Hong Shan, get dressed, go to the airport, Dad will take you skiing!" Hong Tao suddenly became furious, pointed out the window and didn't know who he was scolding, and then yelled outside the study, picked up his clothes and left.

"He's going to Toronto, you better not push him, or he'll embarrass everybody. Ah Shan didn't stop Hong Tao, and she didn't dare to stop her, so she could only watch Hong Tao lead Hong Shan, who was excited, out, and after a few minutes, she hurriedly picked up the phone and dialed a number.

With no fighter jets and no anti-aircraft missiles, Hong Tao landed at the Toronto airport on his Swallow Queen, while the newly purchased Gulfstream remained in Belize and became Roman's means of transportation.

"Hong Shan! Hong Shan! Dad!" As soon as he stepped out of the cabin door, a child dressed like a furry bear climbed up the gangway, and Hong Jing was also very happy that Hong Tao and Hong Shan could come to Toronto.

"Are you alright? Ah Shan called me and said that you were in a bad mood, and I had heard everything about that side. Don't worry, there is also Aigo, when we first came, we were poorer than now, didn't we survive it!" Tan Jing is more afraid of the cold, dressing more exaggerated than Hong Jing, and she likes the feeling of fur, so she will never use a fur coat of different styles to wrap herself tightly in winter, and she doesn't care about any protected animals, who likes to talk about it, she has no interest in social activities. Seeing that Hong Tao's face was a little haggard, Tan Jing hugged him very distressed, trying to comfort and comfort this man who has been working hard outside, in her thoughts, a man works outside to make money, and takes it home to give flowers to his wife and children, he is a good man.

"Poor? Who has been poor? Since you met me, have you ever been poor? Don't worry, whoever is poor we can't be poor, I'm not in a bad mood, I'm too involved in acting." Alas, it's not easy to be an actor, I haven't said so many good things about being told in my life, it seems that even my dad hasn't said it, Quan Nima is cheap to those grandchildren. Let's go home and see if Aunt Sophia's cooking skills have grown...... I think it should have grown up, Parov, are you 40 pounds heavier?" Hong Tao enjoyed Tan Jing's simplicity very much, and he also wanted to tell her that all this was a grand masterpiece directed by himself. But no, it's not time yet, so I can only try to make myself normal, summon myself out of the state of performance, and by the way, satirize Parov's figure.

"32 pounds, sir!" Parov was not ashamed but proud, patted his big belly, and laughed so much that his back molars were exposed.

"You just eat, in another ten years, it won't be you who will be my bodyguard, it's time for me to be your nanny, because you will be too fat to walk! You two, see it, this is the end of being lazy, I can warn you, whoever dares to be overweight, I will send him to a small island in Africa, let the cannibals eat him as a pig!" Hong Tao sat in the car, pointed to Roshan in front of him blocking half of the windshield, and began to educate Hong Shan and Hong Jing in Chinese.

"Sir, the bear or the cow should be used as a metaphor, the pig is not appropriate......" Parov added, turning back as he started the car.

"Oh! Yes, this Chinese is very good! Parov, I can't see it, your stomach is not only filled with fertilizer, but also a little color!" Parov's answer surprised Hong Tao, not because of his sense of humor, but because he used Chinese. The words are correct and round, except for a few tail notes, it is difficult to hear that it is a foreigner.

"It was Madame and Hong Jing who taught me, it's not difficult!hahahaha......" Parov was very proud, there were few things that could surprise Hong Tao, at least he had never seen it.

Not only Parov learned Chinese, but Aunt Sophia is not bad, it seems that language is also a matter of talent. However, Aunt Sophia's cooking skills have not improved much, and there are not many dishes that Hong Tao taught her before, so she changed them according to her understanding, not only does it look bad, but it also tastes weird. Fortunately, Tan Jing and Hong Jing have adapted to her approach, and Hong Tao is not a picky person about food. It's just that it's hard for Hong Shan, he can't get used to it, and he doesn't dare not eat it, because Hong Tao has punished his picky eaters many times on the boat, and this taste has been firmly imprinted in his psychology, and I am afraid he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

"Yes, son, you can eat and not be hungry, so there is no need to be too picky on this issue. You did well today, as a reward, tomorrow I'll make you a meal of jajanjangmyeon, the real jajangmyeon, much better than the one your mother made with macaroni, just like the one you ate at grandpa's house. Hong Jing also has a reward, tomorrow I will take you to play ice hockey, so that you can see how I swept everything on the ice rink back then. What did they call me back then?" After dinner, Hong Tao sat on the sofa, with Hong Shan on the left, Hong Jing on the right, Tan Jing on the opposite, and Parov sitting behind him.

"Crazy mouse!" Parov had been staring at the TV, in which an unknown soap opera was being played, the kind of thing that was Parov's favorite, if there was nothing to do, he could watch it for a day, and he was not a picky eater, and he could watch whatever he wanted.

"Dad, I also want to tattoo a big mouse on my back, but my mother won't let me ......" Hong Shan followed Hong Tao's temper very much, and was excited when he heard that he was naughty and mischievous, and he was a thief bold.

"It depends on your performance, if you and Hong Jingjing can help Sophia with housework these days, then before we go back to New York, I will take you to get a tattoo, don't listen to your mother, it's all tattooed, she can't buckle it if she wants to." Hong Jing, do you want to get a tattoo too?" Hong Tao felt that his son's requirements were normal, even if Hong Shan didn't say it, when they reached the age of going to school, everyone, regardless of gender, would have to tattoo a mouse head on their buttocks, which was the family crest of the Hong family, and none of them could run.

"I ...... too Well, does it hurt? Or I'll get a tattoo later!" Hong Jing's temper was slightly softer and more obedient, but his brain was flexible. When he was on the boat, he did all the bad things, but in the end it was someone else who was punished, he didn't like to rush to the front, and he was more willing to come up with bad ideas in the back. (To be continued......)