24 December 2003.

The day before Christmas!

Americans attach as much importance to Christmas as Chinese do to the Spring Festival, thanking God with their families on this "Jesus Mass" day.

Santa Monica is full of festive flavors, with red, green and white symbols of Christmas hanging on the vegetation on both sides of the streets, and Santa Claus carrying gift bags to give gifts to passers-by, and of course, more so-called store celebrations.

The four-meter-tall Christmas tree cost nearly $30,000 to build and stand on the lawn reserved by the HWP Group, while Gao Jun found a place to decorate the Christmas party and invited officials from the city of Santa Monica to attend. And for many people who have business dealings with the HWP Group, Gao Jun has to call in person.

"Hey, Prince Faisel, Merry Christmas..."

"Gao, my friend, you are happy too." Faisel seemed to have just woken up, lazily dragging out a long note, and he also heard the sound of waves beside him, accompanied by a few glutinous American English accents, which was quite messy.

"Do you have time next month to attend the shareholder meeting of the HWP Group?" This is what Gao Jun wants to ask.

The other side groaned for a while, quite helpless, "I'm sorry, Gao, I'm enjoying a rare holiday on the Atlantic Ocean now, I'm afraid it will take a month for me to go back." ”

A rare holiday?

Gao Jun felt in his heart when he heard this, in addition to his own hard work, people like Faisel, Soros and others don't need to do too much by themselves at all, their wealth will continue to come in, and they have to keep a smile on their faces, with a slight regret in their tone, but they still suggested, "Or, find someone to come, and tell you about the future development of the HWP Group and this year's profits." ”

"Just tell Beta, he'll take care of me."

Encountering such an unreliable shareholder, Gao Jun could only nod helplessly, and the two ended the call after saying a few more Christmas greetings to each other.

"Damn! These stupid big trees are really rich..."Gao Jun said in his hometown.

He'd heard that Wasser had a 60,000-ton cruise ship from the Aker shipyard in Finland!

This is a cruise, not a yacht!

Nearly $1.3 billion was spent...

Fack, these stupid big trees lying on gold resources are rich and make people jealous.

"When I have money, I'll have a whole ship, no! I have my own warship, which can be transformed into a cruise ship..."Gao Jun suddenly thought of a way to make money, but if the hull of the ship is transformed into a cruise ship, it is not so simple, the most important thing is to have a shipyard, and the doorway here can be exquisite.

I'll talk about that later.

Gao Jun called Spain again, and Soros promised to be there.

"Whew..."

He threw the phone on the table, breathed a long sigh of relief, and rubbed his head a little tiredly, there have been more and more things recently, Gao Jun has not enough sleep in his eyes every day, at this time, a pair of hands touched his head, and then pressed his temples rhythmically, smelling the smell of Givenchy on the body, who else could there be besides Sosphia?

"Is everyone out there?"

"Well, everybody is waiting for the boss." Sosphia's voice was glutinous.

Gao Jun stretched out his hand and waved it, signaling that she could stop, shook his neck from side to side, stood up, and did a few chest expansions, "Let's go, don't let the guys wait too long, I don't want to be scolded." This was a bit self-deprecating, and Sosphia also covered her mouth and chuckled lightly, and followed Gao Jun towards the outside of the manor lawn.

On the lawn, it was already full of people, including dozens of newly recruited staff, who would be in the manor for a short period of business training and work, and when the time came, the next building would be moved.

Gao Jun walked out, and naturally attracted everyone's attention, and then he didn't know who applauded first, and he immediately brought the atmosphere up, including the mayor of Santa Monica and his entourage, who also clapped their hands lightly with wine glasses, and looked at them with complicated eyes.

They are looking forward to the settlement of HWP, which can bring a boost to the local government, and the United States is really peeling off the layers for companies, in addition to corporate income tax and sales tax, there are 46 kinds of taxes added up! And it can be up to 10%, so if Gao Jun "pits" the $500 million from the Bank of Mexico's Nord to enter the country through regular channels, at least part of it will be exploited.

In hand, it's already thankful that there are 400 million.

Capitalism has always been a vampire, but vampires have the power to devour smaller capital by the justice of capital.

They are also afraid that the HWP group will become "notorious" like Blackwater in North Carolina, and even determine the election of city and even state legislators to a certain extent.

Because, the capital brought by the dollar is really terrifying.

And some of the female employees who have just graduated from Santa Monica City University and are even more curious about this mysterious boss.

"Hey, Maria." A black girl elbowed the blonde on her right, lowering her voice and getting excited, "You know what? I've heard that our boss has a personal net worth of about $1 billion, and the most important thing is that he is still single, handsome, and has a good figure, this is simply the perfect lover, as sexy as Brad Pitt! ”

$1 billion?

Maria's eyes never left Gao Jun, she swore that she didn't care about the money, she just felt that Gao Jun in a suit was really handsome, and there was a sense of heaviness that Western men did not have, and that raised his hand was like the male protagonist in "Pride and Prejudice".

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"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and it is an honor to spend Christmas Eve with you." Gao Jun took the wine glass from the waiter next to him, with a gentle smile on his face, "I wish you a happy coming year, well, if I continue to disturb your carnival time, I'm afraid God won't forgive me." ”

Everyone below burst into laughter.

"May you have a great time tonight, thank you." After Gao Jun finished speaking, he took a sip of red wine, and walked down the steps with a slight sigh, while soothing music began to play on the lawn.

"Maria, let's go dance." The black girl wants to invite her companions, but just turns her head and finds that she is gone? Turning his head suspiciously, he glanced twice, and suddenly covered his mouth and exclaimed, and saw Maria walking towards Gao Jun, "OMG! omg！ ”

Her eyes lit up, as if she already knew what her best friend wanted to do, and her tone was a little excited.

"Boss!" Maria tugged at the hem of her skirt nervously, her cheeks a little crimson.

"Huh?" Gao Jun was talking to Sosfia when he heard someone shouting to him, he looked over suspiciously, and saw a girl standing in front of him, he said gently, "Your name is Maria, right?" ”

Maria looked up with surprise in her eyes, "You know me?" ”

"Of course, you're a top student at Santa Monica University, and you've received invitations from Yale University twice, and I don't think I'll ever forget it." Gao Jun said with a smile that in fact, he forced himself to remember.

He tries to think of himself as a leader, and first you have to learn to remember names.

Lincoln was rumored to remember the name of the White House janitor.

George H.W. Bush can remember about 8,000 names.

These are just the things that the superior needs to do.

Sure enough, Maria nodded excitedly, "Yes, I... Can I invite you to a dance? ”

"Oh, of course! It is my pleasure. Gao Jun tilted his head and stretched out his hand directly, and Maria hurriedly put her hand on it excitedly, and the afterglow kept glancing.

“omg！” The black girl was also pleasantly surprised.

Gao Jun held Maria's waist with his right hand, but only touched it gently, not looking rude, thinking enough of a gentleman, taking a deep breath, and exclaiming, "You smell so good." ”

Maria was very shy, she was too nervous to know how to speak, so she could only gently shake her body to the music.

She only felt that it was really safe to stand in front of Gao Jun.

At the end of the song, Gao Jun patted her arm, smiled and walked towards the mayor and others on the side.

"Wow! Maria! What do you think? What do you think? "The black girl jumped out and grabbed her best friend's arm very excitedly.

"My heart is beating so fast." Mary clutched her chest and exhaled.

"I think you're excited!" The black girl smiled, and the two of them clasped hands and began to whisper.

Santa Monica Mayor Bill. Elise was talking to Peter and the others, and when he saw Gao Jun coming over, he smiled and raised his wine glass to signal, "Mr. Gao, it seems that you are much more popular than us old men, American girls are beautiful and generous, shouldn't you think about it?" ”

"Hahaha..."Gao Jun laughed a few words, shook his head, and looked back at Maria, who also happened to look over, and was so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew his gaze like a little rabbit, "It's a cute little girl." ”

Seeing that Gao Jun didn't have much desire to talk about this topic, Bill pointed to the side, "Let's go together?" ”

"Absolutely."

The two walked side by side on the edge of the lawn, shining through the light, looking at the stars in the sky, which was quite a bit of an artistic conception.

"High, Santa Monica is also one of the lowest economic cities in California, and the city government welcomes you to set up a company here, but there are still many people who think that the existence of the HWP Group will have a very bad impact on the city's security, and think that it will make others think that this is a "violent city!" Bill rubbed his thumb against his glass and said after a few words in his mind.

It's also very straightforward.

"Mayor Bill, I don't think it's possible! The existence of the HWP group will help the government maintain better law and order, and if the government can't solve anything, they can come to us, I think, those outlaws will not choose to commit crimes in such a city, right? And we're going to have a good relationship with the local people, including the military, and I think a group of well-trained people who want peace will protect Santa Monica. Gao Jun didn't blink at what he said, and he thought he was right.

Full of yearning... Mercenaries?

Fack!

The White House sand sculptures don't believe it.

But apparently Bill's heart wasn't here, it was like a casual question, and he frowned, as if he was very embarrassed, "Are you willing to sponsor me to run for the California Senate?" ”

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