Early on the morning of December 23, John flew to Detroit on a plane piloted by Tom Jr., and the slightly cramped cabin of the Douglas DC2 was full of large and small gift boxes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 As soon as he got off the plane, John hurried to the company, and Walter was still waiting in the conference room to report to him on the company's year-end work arrangement. As for these gifts, the three of John and his family will fly to New York for a family Christmas party tomorrow, so let's just stay on the plane.

Some time ago, FedEx expanded too fast, and the company was busy enough. Fortunately, Christmas is here, and most of our customers are on vacation, so everyone can take this opportunity to take a good breath. John had no opinion on the year-end bonus plan and leave plan offered by the personnel department and the finance department, but told Walter to arrange the staff on duty and remind the storage centers to pay attention to fire prevention and theft. John was relieved to leave this kind of thing to Walter, so the whole meeting ended in less than an hour. And for most of the meeting, everyone was discussing John's idea of asking Santa Claus to be the "spokesperson" for FedEx. Everyone thinks it's a good idea, but it's too late this year, and tomorrow is Christmas Eve. This reminded John that perhaps the company should add a department to take care of branding, and that Cornelius Jr. should not be left alone.

When John got home, Adele and Mary were preparing dinner. Seeing that Dad was really back, little Ella excitedly got up from the couch and jumped into John's arms. The little guy has weighed a lot more in the past six months, and John almost didn't catch it. At this time, Adele, who heard the movement, walked out of the kitchen, looked at John's hurry, and hurriedly picked up little Ella. Mary, who was following Adele, watched this scene and quietly retreated to the kitchen, leaving space for this family of three.

John's dinner today was extraordinary, as they were going to a family reunion tomorrow, and it would be a Christmas feast for their little family. The appetizer is of course French champagne and John likes foie gras with butter buns. Cold cuts include oysters with lemon juice and smoked salmon with small pastries, which are topped with whipped cream and dried cumin, and served with smoked salmon fillets, which is Adele's favorite. The main course is roasted venison with truffle dressing, salt-grilled scallops and crayfish, and French-style white sausage with butter-fried apple slices. The Johns prefer this sophisticated French cuisine to an American Christmas dinner with roast turkey and potatoes as the main course. Ella ate until her little stomach was bulging, and she refused to put down the log Christmas cake in her hand.

It was only after dinner that John remembered the autographed photo of Shirley Temple in his briefcase. The Snow White dress is a Christmas present, and I'll have to wait until Ella falls asleep tomorrow night to sneak into her Christmas stocking, but this signed photo can be taken out now. Ella loved the young lady in the photo, bouncing around on the sofa in the living room waving the photo. But she's obviously too young to understand the meaning of the autographed photo, and if Adele hadn't helped her put it in the frame in time, the autograph might not have survived tonight. Finally, little Ella got tired of playing, yawned and took Dobolton back to her bedroom.

Now, it's just John and Adele. When John first crossed over, he was worried that he had been single all his life in his previous life, and now he suddenly had a beautiful wife, and there would be something unnatural about getting along. But while he was lying in bed on the farm with a cold, Adele suddenly appeared in front of his bed, and from the moment the warm little hands were placed on his forehead, those worries were completely dispelled. The love for this gentle and quiet woman seems to be written into the genes of John's body, and the emotional expression between the two is so kind and natural.

John leaned back on the bed, took the woman who was four years younger than him in his arms, and kissed her beautiful brown curls while telling about his experience in the past six months. John said in detail about his future plans and arrangements, not only because Adele is now the majority shareholder of the company (in order to make the New York Central Railway Company the largest shareholder of FedEx, John transferred part of his equity to Adele), but also hopes to get her understanding and support for his career. Although she didn't understand very well, Adele listened very carefully. She pressed her cheek to John's chest, listening to his magnetic voice and powerful heartbeat, her big blue eyes full of love.

John and Adele had a fantastic evening. When the early morning sun shone into the room through the curtains, the two men were still hugging each other tightly. Rubbing against the slippery skin on his wife's shoulder, John couldn't help but kiss her pink cheek after the passion had faded. They didn't stay in bed for long, though, because a morning phone call from Harold disrupted their schedule. They had to hurry to go, and the destination was not New York but Florida.

On the phone, Harold told John that Frederick, the last three surviving generations of the Vanderbilt family, was seriously ill and bedridden. He consulted with William, John's cousin who was the governor of Rhode Island, and decided to move this year's Christmas family reunion to Frederick's villa in Key West, Florida. The distance from Detroit to Key West is not a short one, and John's family had to hurry to get there.

Key West is the southernmost island in the Florida Keys, across the sea from Havana, the capital of Cuba, and is the southernmost symbol of the United States. With its beautiful scenery and pleasant climate, it is a famous holiday destination. After Frederick Sr. retired, he built a new villa on the island and became neighbors with the famous writer Hemingway. The old man has always been in good health, and I heard that he can go out to sea to fish. This sudden bedridden situation gave John a bad premonition, and the elderly were afraid of this, maybe this was the last time the old man would attend the family party.

It took more than four hours for the plane to get to Miami, and they had to change to a yacht to get to Key West. At first, little Ella was still excited on the plane, and kept rummaging through the pile of gift boxes, wondering which one was her Christmas present. But this will, the little guy is completely wilted, leaning on Adele's arms and looking listless. When we arrived at the pier of Xijiao Island, it was dusk. Because this is the famous "land of the sunset", many small sailboats carry people to watch the sunset in and out of the port, and the docks are a little cluttered.

What John didn't expect was that Harold personally drove to the dock to pick him up. On the drive to the villa, Harold told John that most of the family would not be able to come until tomorrow. The first people gathered here tonight were the heads of the family, and old Frederick asked them to come over first to have important things to explain.

This year's Christmas Eve at the Vanderbilt family was a bit dreary. Although old Frederick went to the dining room with the help of the servant to have dinner with everyone, it was evident that the old man was in a very bad state of mind. After dinner, Frederick Sr. led Cornelius III (a New York financier, the fourth Vanderbilt boss and father of Cornelius Jr.), William, Harold, Alfred (a scholar and president of Vanderbilt University), and John into his study.

The old man reclined on the couch and told them a family secret. It turned out that when Cornelius Sr., the founder of the family, decided to make the transition from shipping to railroads, he quietly transferred part of his fortune to Europe, taking into account his advanced age at the time (70 years old). I hope that if my transformation fails, the descendants of the family can take advantage of this to make a comeback. When Cornelius Sr. died, he gave the money to the sole heir of the family, John's grandfather, William.

When William died, he did not want his descendants to be burdened with a huge fortune, so he did not appoint a sole heir, but divided the family property among all his descendants. As for this part of the European assets, William placed them under the name of a foundation secretly controlled by the family, stipulating that it could only be used in the event of a major crisis for the family, and that the third Bersagem was responsible for the management of the foundation. John speculated that the eldest daughter of the third uncle, cousin Consuelo, must have something to do with the money when she was able to become the duchess of England in the first place.

In 1920, when the third uncle died, he handed over the foundation to his younger brother, Frederick Sr. However, due to the impact of the First World War, the family's business in Europe was also shattered and suffered heavy losses, and Frederick Sr. struggled to maintain it all these years. Old Frederick came to them today to find someone from among them to take over the Foundation's affairs.

After listening to old Frederick's words, John began to think in his heart. The eldest Cornelius III is not too young, and will retire in a few years. William and Harold were the sons of the third uncle, and if they wanted to take over the Foundation, there would be no old Frederick at all. So this time, they probably won't want to take over either. Alfred is a medical scientist who has been engaged in research all his life, and he probably will not be interested in running the foundation. Count and count, the only suitable person is himself. No wonder Harold urged himself to fly over early in the morning, is this to give a "Christmas gift bag"?