Liu Ziguang and the others did not stay at the Bamuni Hotel that night, but chose another hotel on Kensington Road, and they had to be cautious in London, and what happened today must soon reach the ears of Mr. Thorpe, and these capitalists with eyes and eyes can do anything, and they are fully prepared for this.

Liu Ziguang and Dongfang Ke stayed up all night, entered the photos taken with digital cameras into the computer, and then used the printer to type out the analysis one by one. The name Thorpe is no longer mysterious, and Dongfang Ke easily found the information of this senior manager in the mining field on the Internet.

Richard. Thorpe, a native of New York, USA, was born in Brooklyn, is forty-five years old, graduated from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, Harvard Business School MBA, worked for the world's famous third largest mining group, Australia Leto Group, was the president of the Asia-Pacific region of Leituo's iron ore division, after the sensational Hu espionage case was exposed in 2009, Thorpe was affected and transferred back to the Australian headquarters, and since then he has been unknown, and his name can not even be seen in any official documents and websites of Leituo.

"That's right, Thorpe learned to be cunning and detouring in his dealings with East Asians, and at the same time he has a wild and uninhibited personality that is unique to Americans, which has a lot to do with the fact that he grew up in Brooklyn, where drug murders were rampant, and in summary, this man is a difficult guy to deal with." Dongfang Ke pointed to Thorpe's face on the computer screen and said.

Thorpe on the screen is a handsome white man with flaxen hair, an amiable smile and a meticulous tie, and Liu Ziguang stares at this face closely, imprinting him deeply in his mind.

Bobby's secretary, Thomas. Darby is British, born in Kent, thirty-one, Bachelor of Laws from Cambridge University, worked at Linklaters in London, met Thorpe five years ago because of a lawsuit, from the perspective of this person's qualifications, there is nothing extraordinary, Thorpe chose him as a subordinate, probably only for cost considerations. ”

Dongfang Ke goes on to introduce that Thomas has less information, only a thin page, followed by John. Colonel Faulkner's file.

"John. Faulkner, born in 1952, former captain of the Royal British Special Air Service Regiment, participated in the Falklands War, which is what the British called the Falkland Islands War, fought against the Irish Republican Army in Northern Ireland in the mid-eighties, and later retired due to injury and illness, in the Toyota War between Chad and Libya in 1987, Faulkner worked in the Chadian Army Staff, and there were rumors that the Toyota War was planned by him, in fact, Faulkner was only one of the participants, and his rank of colonel was obtained at that time. ”

"After the Toyota War, Colonel Faulkner became a sought-after commodity in the mercenary market, in fact, he also participated in several African civil wars, but because this person insisted on his idealism, coupled with the outbreak of the Gulf War, Faulkner returned to the British army as a reserve officer, so he temporarily left the mercenary stage, but this was also a watershed in his career, after the mid-nineties, Faulkner gradually faded out of the mercenary stage, although he opened a defense consulting company in London, But he only made a living by taking on a few small orders to provide security services for celebrity concerts, and his greatest hobby was drinking with his old comrades in small bars in the London countryside, until Thorpe found him five months ago. ”

"Wait." Liu Ziguang interrupted Dongfang Ke's narration and asked, "Why did Thorpe choose an outdated mercenary leader like Colonel Faulkner. ”

"I think maybe it's out of cost considerations, if you hire a regular private military contracting company, the cost will be extremely huge, you must know that the monthly salary of a retired special forces soldier is as high as 30,000 US dollars, which is still just the simplest business expenses such as escorts and escorts, and if you want to subvert a country, the consulting fee alone will be at least more than 10 million US dollars."

"I don't think people like Thorpe will feel sorry for money, he can only say one thing by doing this." Liu Ziguang said.

"What's the matter?"

"He doesn't think eggs should be put in one basket."

……

Just when Liu Ziguang and they were studying their opponents, Thomas's plane arrived at New York's JFK International Airport, opened BlackBerry and found that there were a number of emails and messages. Thorpe.

Richard. Thorpe is no longer an executive of the Lehto Group, he left Leito three months ago and bought a long-lost shell company on the London Stock Exchange, the company called Brayman Mining was registered in the sixties, and its business concentrated in oil and tin mines around Malaysia, and then the British power faded from Southeast Asia, and the share price of Brayman Mining fell to the bottom and no one cared, becoming one of the most common hibernation companies in the stock market.

In recent months, Mr. Thorpe's main focus has been on acquiring shares in Brayman Mining, and the news that a former Retotech executive suddenly bought a shell company is sure to cause an uproar in the financial markets, so Thorpe has been very secretive, he has acquired 75 percent of the shares at a price of two pence per share through many fake accounts, and has deliberately spread rumours in the market that he is entrusted by a Chinese company to raise funds on the London Stock Exchange in the form of a backdoor listing. This news dispelled everyone's doubts, and it seemed that something outrageous became reasonable as soon as it involved the Chinese.

Thorpe has mastered Brayman Mining for his boss, and he himself has become the CEO of Brayman Mining, and the contract with His Royal Highness Bobby is also signed in the name of Brayman Mining, Thorpe's plan is like this, first of all, to overthrow the rule of Kuba with mercenaries, Bobby returned to govern, once the information about the rich magnetite is disclosed, it will definitely shake the international iron ore market, and the shares of Bremman Mining will rise in a short period of time, and it is not difficult to rise to two hundred pounds per share.

Then his boss, who is actually the real controller of Breman Mining, will come forward as the chairman of the board of directors of Leituo Group and spend a huge amount of money to acquire Brehman Mining, so that it can set off a wave of speculation, so that the mine has made a lot of money before it starts.

This is Thorpe's wishful thinking, a clever capital operation game, he is quite shrewd and smug, as for the troublesome Chinese, Thorpe did not pay attention to it at all, he has dealt with the Chinese for a year and a half, knowing that these Asians seriously lack the spirit of adventure and perseverance, they will only be greedy for small gains, seek stability, and are not worthy of being opponents at all.

But when Thorpe received a call from Thomas, his opinion of this group of Chinese finally changed, they were like cockroaches, they couldn't be killed, they escaped pirate robbery, evaded air raids, and now they actually ran to London to bewitch His Royal Highness Bobby, and directly dug up Thorpe's corner.

"So, Thomas, you take the next flight back to London at once, get rid of these pesky yellow-skinned monkeys, you know, find professionals, don't skimp on money, yes, that's all." Thorpe stood in front of the glass-enclosed rooftop of a restaurant on Fifth Avenue in New York and finished the phone call and returned to his seat.

Sitting across from him was a graceful lady with an expensive shatoosh shawl, holding up a red wine and smiling, saying, "Richard, you're still so busy, you have to answer a lot of phone calls for a meal." ”

"I'm sorry, but there's some financial business in London that needs to be taken care of." Thorpe straightened his tie, sat down, and stared at the woman across from him and complimented, "Lydia, you're still so beautiful." ”

"Come on, Richard, I'm not a little girl anymore, our daughters are almost twenty years old." The woman smiled heartily, and although she was wearing an elegant night dress, she still couldn't hide the bold character of the Broadway dancer in her bones.

"By the way, when is Demi coming?" Thorpe raised an eyebrow and mentioned their daughter in common.

"It should be almost there, I'll call and ask." As soon as Lydia took out the phone, a furious figure ran into the restaurant.

"Sorry Mommy, I'm late, the traffic in New York is still so bad." The girl was wearing jeans and a leather jacket, and her flaxen-colored hair was flicked back and forth, and she looked at Thorpe and greeted with a big grin: "Hay, Richard." ”

"Hello, Demi." Mr. Thorpe looked at his daughter with a smile, except for the hair and eyes that were the color of his own, everything else was no different from her mother, her buckteeth had been successfully corrected when she was a child, and her body was getting hotter and hotter.

"Demi, what do you want to eat, they have good truffles and caviar here." Thorpe is forty-five years old, and before he knows it, he has spent most of his life, and his mind is much more mature than when he was younger, whether it is for Lydia or Demi, he owes too much, and now it is finally time to make amends.

"I'm so sorry, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat with you, I promised Catherine to go to her house for a party in the evening."

Lydia's face sank: "Demi, you can't do this. ”

"Please, Mommy, I don't want to miss the appointment, we haven't seen each other for half a year."

"But you haven't seen your dad in years, Chong"

Thorpe coughed dryly and said very generously: "It's okay, Demi, I bought a house in New York, and we will meet often in the future, by the way, next Friday is your birthday, I have prepared a special gift for you, I hope you like it." As he spoke, he took out a beautiful gift box and handed it over.

"Thank you." Demi casually stuffed the gift box into her bag, hugged Mr. Thorpe, kissed Lydia twice, said goodbye, and ran down like a gust of wind.

"Richard, I'm sorry, Demi is this kind of character." Lydia said with a shrug.

Thorpe smiled gently, "Lydia, Demi is very much like you, I love her so much, I have time to make up for what has been lost between us." ”

"I hope so." Lydia said.

"Yes." Thorpe took out his phone and dialed his daughter's number.

At this time, Demi had just walked out of the hotel when she heard her phone ringing and took it out to answer it.

"Demi, you're downstairs, now you can open the gift box."

"Richard, I'm not a kid anymore." Demi said impatiently.

"Open, dear, don't hang up." Father's voice was still unhurried.

Demi had no choice but to take out the gift box from the bag with one hand, remove the wrapped colored paper and ribbons, and open the carton inside, her eyes suddenly widened.

In the cardboard box was a folding key, a black horse with its front hooves in the air embossed on a yellow base, Demi picked up the key and tried to press it, and the red Ferrari parked quietly on the side of the road beeped.

"Oh!" Demi couldn't help but scream, rushed to the side of the sports car and spun back and forth, slurping in his mouth, and then sat in and turned the steering wheel, excitedly not knowing what to say.

In the dining room, Richard played with his phone, listened to the voices coming from inside, and said proudly: "It seems that Demi likes her birthday present very much." ”

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