Chapter 1300: A Visit in the Night

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"Because the Hanhua consortium needs a leader! Moreover, now that you have the strength to stand at the top of the business pyramid, you naturally need to have the fame and status to match! In addition, after the crisis of Standard Chartered Bank, it is impossible for you to keep a low profile! In this case, it is better to stand up generously. Even if you don't want to go down in history, the huge GCA Consortium can withstand many unnecessary dangers and win more business opportunities!"

Looking at the earnest expression on Feng Jianhui's face, Liu Dong understood that behind his back, he was not the only one in the entire Hanhua Group who had this kind of appeal.

The crisis of Standard Chartered Bank has made these generals under Liu Dong more eager to obtain stronger backing, as well as higher status and greater influence!

After thinking for a while, under Feng Jianhui's eager gaze, Liu Dong finally nodded, "Okay! I agreed, you can arrange the specific things!"

"Yes, Chairman!"

Looking at Feng Jianhui, who was overjoyed, Liu Dong smiled. At this moment, he finally realized the feeling of Zhao Kuangyin when he was 'in a yellow robe' in history.

"In addition, you will send a document to the senior management of each subsidiary of the group for me, and this year's annual meeting of the head office will be held in Vancouver, Canada!"

"Yes, Chairman!"

"Hasn't the Stillman family responded yet?" asked Liu Dong.

"Nope!"

After a little silence, Liu Dong nodded, "I know, you go get busy first!"

After seeing Feng Jianhui leave, Liu Dong leaned back on the sofa, with a look of concern on his face!

This time he was so miserable by the Stillman family and the Rothschilds because of the fall in the stock price of Standard Chartered Bank. He lost almost four or five billion dollars, although it is all virtual value in the stock market, but this can also be exchanged for money.

Although he used disgraceful means to get some extras from Citibank and HSBC this time, this was not enough to make up for Liu Dong's losses.

Liu Dong, who happened to have some evidence of the disgraceful affairs of the Stillman family, planned to take this opportunity to vent his anger. And he also wants to get news of Sally Kraucek from the other party.

Maybe everyone doesn't know her whereabouts, but the Stillman family already knows it.

"As for the Rothschilds. I can only talk about it later!" Liu Dong shook his head.

He had too little information on his hands about this large family.

After making a decision, Liu Dong began to be busy with other things, and the sky outside soon became dark.

By the time night once again covers the world's largest metropolis, the city under the darkness is still full of happy, sad, and cunning beings.

In the eyes of the saints, this is the red dust, in the eyes of the businessman, this is the floating life, and in the eyes of ordinary people, this is the life that must be repeated every day.

No one can explain the complexity of it, and even the born saints have philosophical disputes. And mortals are even more.

Just like Chris Stillman, the ruler of the Stillman family, who has huge wealth and status, in the eyes of ordinary people, he can not worry about life. Very happy in theory. But in reality, he's also thinking about the future of the Stillman family.

Just like now, the Citibank bombing wiped out more than $10 billion in assets in the vault, and the losses caused Citibank's stock price to fall in response.

The impact has caused a headache for Chris Stillman, who is accustomed to seeing the deceit of the mall. And what makes him even more troublesome is that it has been a week now, and more than 10 billion gold, dollars, pounds and euros have not even had the slightest clue.

Even he and Eric used the immense power of Stillman and the Rockefeller family. A tough investigation of the Japanese consulate did not find the slightest useful clue.

"Huh?"

Noise outside the villa. Stillman couldn't help but frown.

What he hated most was someone interrupting his train of thought while he was working.

"Wells, what's going on, why is it so noisy outside?" Chris Stillman said sternly, picking up the phone on the table.

"Sir, it's Mr. Liu Dong from the Hanhua Group, he insists on seeing you, and we excuse your absence. And he broke in. Bodyguard...... The bodyguards are no match for him!"

"A bunch of rice buckets!" After scolding angrily, Chris Stillman thought for a moment and said, "You take him to the reception room first, and I'll go over in a moment!"

"Yes, sir!"

After hanging up the phone. Stillman took off his glasses and put them on the table, pinching the corners of his eyes with a slightly tired expression, and at the same time, he also recalled Liu Dong's information in his mind.

Although he is very conceited and deeply proud of his Stillman family's bloodline, he has to admit that the Chinese, who is a few years younger than his son, is indeed a business wizard.

Although the plan for Standard Chartered Bank this time is basically his own son, as well as several third-generation children of the Rothschild family, he did not interfere too much for the purpose of exercising the ability of the successor.

But even so, the hostile forces of Liu Dong, who gathered in the appeal of the two powerful families of Stillman and Rothschild, are extraordinarily large.

And Liu Dong, who can withstand this pressure and has persevered until now, and even survived the crisis, obviously has the qualifications for Chris Stillman to face up.

What's more, behind the other party there is a Liu family that is no worse than Stillman, or even stronger.

After briefly recalling all kinds of information about Liu Dong in his mind, Chris Stillman, who was silent for a while, took off his glasses, pushed away his chair and stood up.

Then after briefly sorting out the many documents on the table, he picked up the coat on the hanger at the door of the study, dressed neatly in the mirror, and pushed the door and walked out.

Because of the sudden explosion of Citibank, Chris Stillman did not live in the family headquarters in Wisconsin during this time, but stayed in a large villa in New York.

It didn't take long to get from his study to the reception room.

Hearing movement from behind him, Liu Dong's gaze shifted from the oil painting of Manet hanging on the wall.

And after seeing the old man in a suit and leather shoes behind him, with a majestic expression and gray hair, Liu Dong said indifferently: "Mr. Stillman!"

"Mr. Liu!"

When Liu Dong looked at Chris Stillman, the other party was also looking at him.

In fact, they have seen what each other looks like in photos for a long time. But when they really came face to face, they really noticed the extraordinaryness of each other.

Seeing that Chris Stillman didn't mean to come up and shake hands with him, Liu Dong naturally wouldn't take the initiative to step forward.

Looking at each other, the momentum collided, making the atmosphere in the reception room of hundreds of square meters seem a little depressing.

But soon, this oppressive aura was broken by the waiter who came in with tea in the back.

After the other party put down the teacup and left respectfully, Chris Stillman stared at Liu Dong and said indifferently: "Mr. Liu, as the owner of a private house in the United States, he has the right to shoot the intruder without having to bear legal responsibility!"

"I'm sorry, I don't really know about that...... Thanks to Mr. Stillman for the reminder, I will definitely pay attention next time...... However, as a young man with great respect for Mr. Stillman, I would like to remind Mr. Stillman. These bodyguards in your house are so bad, for the sake of Mr. Stillman's safety, you should replace them with someone with better abilities. Liu Dong shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

And the indiscretion and undisguised contempt in his tone made the corners of Chris Stillman's mouth tug at the corners of his mouth, and the anger in his eyes flashed away.

However, the good self-cultivation did not let him vent out. But at this moment, he is really ready to change to a group of more elite bodyguards, as Liu Dong said.

Bodyguards who can't keep him and his family safe have no value at all.

"Mr. Liu's late-night visit, I'm afraid it's not just to evaluate whether my bodyguards are qualified, right?" After briefly calming down, Chris Stillman looked at Liu Dongdao with deep eyes.

"Of course, the main reason why I'm here today is that I have a deal I want to talk to Mr. Stillman!"

"Deal?"

Chris Stillman smiled, "I don't know what deal Mr. Liu plans to negotiate?"

"Huh!"

Liu Dong smiled and glanced at the bodyguards standing around, the meaning was self-evident.

Noticing his expression and thinking for a moment, Chris Stillman said in a flat tone: "Wells, you take them down!"

"Sir, then he ......!"

Wells, the butler standing behind Stillman, did not finish speaking, but with Chris Stillman's familiarity with him, he naturally understood that he was worried about Liu Dong's strong force.

Moreover, because of the standard Standard Chartered bank, the relationship between the Stillman family and Liu Dong is not good, and there is even some hostility.

"It's okay, Mr. Liu is a man of status!" Chris Stillman waved his hand.

At their level, both wealth and status have reached a level unimaginable to ordinary people, and fighting and killing have long become a thing of the past that is almost impossible to happen.

"Yes, sir!"

Wells, who understood, nodded respectfully, beckoned to the people around him, and then all exited the reception room, leaving space for Liu Dong and Chris Stillman.

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